My Body Can Infinitely Awaken Skills

   chapter 33

  Jiang Chen left the market and entered the dense forest.

   His speed is not fast, keeping around 4th or 5th rank.

   In the eyes of Liu Qingyuan and others, without the psionic gloves, his strength is only rank four or five.

   In the dark night, Jiang Chen shuttled through the dense forest.

   "Huh? Are you really looking down on me, obviously staring?"

   Jiang Chen frowned, aware of the peeping in the dark.

   This is not the peeping of the Eldar, he can detect the coldness of the Eldar.

  Yang Yuqing followed from a distance, and was also stared at.

   In the distance, the three of Liu Qingyuan received the news.

   "I thought Jiang Chen was really an honest and selfless person, but I didn't expect it to be no different from us."

   Liu Qingyuan sneered, full of disdain.

   "Yang Yuqing was stunned by the drug and wanted to swallow the Yunling Wood for himself."

   No. 1 sneered: "Unfortunately, Yang Yuqing has been away for so long, how can he be a guy who just left the school, can you compare?"

   "Yang Yuqing led the wolf into the room and kindly fed the dog." Liu Qingyuan said lightly: "She should be very regretful now, right?"

   "She will regret it more later!" The two sneered.

  Liu Qingyuan smiled and said with a light smile: "Let's go, let's bring out the Yunling Wood earlier and solve them earlier."

  …

  The night gradually deepened, the dense forest became more and more gloomy and cold, and the black air flow wafted.

   Jiang Chen faintly heard the sobbing of women, the cries of babies, and the angry roars of men.

   As night falls, the spirits are haunted!

  Jiang Chen, as if he had never heard of it, followed the route that Yang Yuqing said.

   After a few minutes, Jiang Chen had already penetrated deep into the dense forest. The surrounding air was cold and the temperature was extremely low, as if he were in winter.

  Wow

   A shrill scream resounded, and a figure in white descended from the sky.

   The sharp nails glowed with a cold light, and the black energy surged, gathering both palms and grabbing Jiang Chen Tianling.

   "Fourth Rank Spirit Race?"

  Jiang Chen showed disdain, his right palm was lightly raised, and blood loomed.

   "Blood..."

   The face of the figure in white changed greatly, screaming in horror, trying to escape, but it was too late.

  Jiang Chen grabbed the figure in white with one hand, and the terrifying high temperature broke out, black smoke rose and sizzled.

  The Spirit Race in white, before they had time to react, turned into a mass of black energy.

   The Naling Ball appeared in his hand, and the black energy quickly disappeared into the Naling Ball.

  The high temperature disappeared, his qi and blood were restrained, and Jiang Chen continued on his way.

   If it wasn't for hiding his own blood, this white-clothed Spirit Race would never dare to approach him.

ah

   A harsh scream sounded, and a child flew from the front.

   Pale face, fierce eyes, and even sharp fangs in the mouth.

   "You Spirit Race, don't adults care about children?" Jiang Chen's expression was indifferent, his right palm was lightly raised, and red blood appeared.

   He used a force of qi and blood, and it was only three feet long.

   To deal with this little Spirit Race, enough!

   Qi and blood swept across, and the spirits instantly burst into black mist, which was absorbed by the spirit ball.

  Jiang Chen continued to move forward, and he met more and more Spirit Races along the way.

   It’s just that these Spirit Races aren’t very strong, they’re only rank four or five.

   Occasionally, when he came out of the sixth rank, he would use his blood and psionic gloves to kill them.

  The weak psionic consumption has almost no effect on the psionic gloves.

   Spirit races were killed one by one, and all the essences were not included in the spirit ball.

  Jiang Chen wandered around in the forest for a quarter of an hour, and finally came to the place where Yunling Wood was.

  This is an abandoned wooden house. Weeds have grown all around, and the air is full of decay.

   Maybe because of the Eldar, there is not a single poisonous insect around here.

  The surrounding atmosphere is very cold and dark, but there is no Spirit Race.

  The wooden house has no door, the walls on both sides are broken with cracks, and there are collapsed beams inside the house.

  Jiang Chen stepped forward and walked in. Last night, the three of Yang Yuqing were the Yunling Wood they saw in the wooden house.

   Entering the wooden house, a biting coldness hit, even if he was a body refiner, he felt the cold, and the hairs on his body stood up.

   "Huh? Why can't I see Yunling Wood?"

   Jiang Chen frowned, and the golden light in his hand lit up, breaking through the darkness and brightening the entire wooden house.

"ah!"

   "Jie Jie."

   piercing screams, weird laughter, came from the black fog.

"Humanity!"

   With a low roar, fifteen faces suddenly appeared in the black fog.

  There are old people, old women, middle-aged men and women, young children, all kinds of faces.

   The black mist surged, and more than a dozen faces showed sharp fangs and rushed towards Jiang Chen at the same time.

  Jiang Chen's face was icy cold, his right palm lifted lightly, his psionic glove reappeared, and a terrifying psionic energy erupted.

   rumbling

   "Ugh..."

  Golden psychic energy swept the four directions, the black mist dissipated, and dozens of faces evaporated at the same time.

   rumbling

  The decayed wooden house could not withstand this force, and the cracked walls were completely shattered.

  The planks were reduced to ashes, and the roof collapsed.

   Jiang Chen clenched his fist in the left hand, and a crimson blood light lit up, vigorously surging.

  Boom

  The falling roof exploded and shattered under this punch.

   For a time, smoke billowed, and thick fog filled the air, obscuring the sight.

   "Human, blood..."

   "What a lot of qi and blood..."

   One after another excited roars came from the ground, and the ground ahead shook and cracked.

   rumbling

  Click

  A majestic black mist rose from the cracked ground, pitch black for a moment, a tree as thick as a fist, and three meters high, rising from the ground.

  The tree has no leaves, only fifteen branches, and on the branches hang fifteen faces, just those faces that appeared just now!

  Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed: "Yunling wood!"

   This dark little tree is the Yunling Wood.

   And those dozen or so faces are the Spirit Race hidden in the Spiritual Wood!

   "Eat him, his qi and blood are very abundant, which can make the Yunling Tree grow better!"

   An old voice sounded, and the old face hanging on the branch fell down, turning into an old man in black.

   "Want to eat me? I want your Yunling Wood even more!"

  Jiang Chen snorted coldly, and took the lead, his golden psychic energy shined brightly.

   The old man in black looked sullen, and when he raised his hand, a jet-black wooden sword flew out from his body, and the black sword beam slashed at Jiang Chen: "A pair of gloves, dare to come?"

   "Eat him!"

   The remaining fourteen faces fell immediately and turned into fourteen Eldar.

  Boom

   His palms gathered golden psychic energy, collided with the pitch-black wooden sword, and violent force swept the four directions.

  The ground cracked, the wooden house was completely reduced to ruins, and the smoke and dust filled the air again.

   The old man's complexion changed, the hand holding the sword was shaking, and his body fluttered away: "This psionic glove is not an ordinary ninth grade, it almost surpasses ninth grade."

  This is not an ordinary ninth-rank weapon, it is definitely the top one!

   If not, with his rank 9 strength, it is absolutely impossible to stop a pair of rank 9 gloves.

"Go together!"

   Sen Ran's words sounded, and fourteen Spirit Races slaughtered at the same time.

   "Nine Ranks can't stop me, so are you worthy?"

  Jiang Chen snorted coldly, although there are still two ninth-rank among the fourteen spiritual races, their aura is a lot worse than that of the old man!

  The breath of the old man is only a little weaker than the psionic gloves.

  Golden spiritual energy illuminates the night sky, and Jiang Chen's whole body is filled with red blood again: "Since you know that there is plenty of qi and blood, you should know that I am still a body refiner!"

   Five six feet of blood, attached to the fist, and blessed with psionic gloves!

  The high temperature is like a huge furnace, evaporating the black gas of the Spirit Race.

   (end of this chapter)