The Brilliant Fighting Master

Five hundred years ago, there was a thousand-year-old ancient tree in Tianwujie.

Soaring into the clouds, shoulder to shoulder.

Like human beings, it is too abnormal, and the world is intolerable.

One night, the sky dropped an endless thunderfire, destroying the big tree, leaving only a dead tree trunk.

After that, the big tree became an attraction and countless people went there.

The destroyed tree is still over a hundred feet tall, but it has no vitality at all.

People who play have engraved their names on the trees, leaving footprints.

One day, Jiang Chenmu came to his name, and he was surprised to find that the big tree had not completely died.

When people engraved the name on the tree, he could still feel the pain of the birth of the tree spirit.

So, with the power of the first son of Sanctuary, Jiang Chen erased all the names of the tree, and then transplanted the tree to a place unknown to anyone.

"Heaven and earth are kind, and everything is a ruminant dog."

"You stand for thousands of years. What you will do in the future depends on yourself."

Jiang Chen dropped a drop of extremely precious divine fluid into the root of the tree, and then left.

Five hundred years later, the depleted tree of that year changed its life against the sky and skyrocketed to the Nineth Heaven.

At this moment, the magic tree in return for Jiang Chen resisted the terrible thunder.

No matter how angry Jieyun was, he couldn't cross the tree and hurt Jiang Chen.

"How can I help this day?"

A low, loud voice came from Jiang Chen's heart.

Immediately, Jiang Chen was no longer confused and sat cross-legged, concentrating on breaking through his realm.

Under the **** of the magic tree, Jiang Chen successfully became a seven-star powerhouse.

If the sky is angry again, they can only remove the Thunder.

"Success?"

The people in the magic tree were surprised when they noticed the change, and even more concerned about Jiang Chen's success.

Because even if Jiang Chen died under the thunder, the movement would gradually disappear.

Lu Ping hurriedly stopped and returned to the second daughter.

The second daughter was curious about his actions just now, but her mind was also on whether the human body ’s body had successfully passed the robbery without asking much.

Before long, the Wu clan's voice sounded again.

"Jiang Chen, through a black iron-level tree hole."

Just a statement, unlike congratulations and congratulations to others.

After all, the relationship between Jiang Chen and the Witch is there.

"God is coming."

The people who got the answer immediately started talking.

"That terrible thunderbolt won't fall, it's a bit strong."

"The divine body is afraid to grow up."

"Unfortunately why come here, hide from the limelight, and wait for the Emperor Wu to be born again, who can deal with him in Tianwu world?"

Some admire it, some regret it, and some gloat.

The three different reactions all stem from the era of Wu Chen's twin pupils that Jiang Chen will face today!

In their eyes, Jiang Chen is not enough to compare with the era.

After the storm of cloud robbery gradually passed, the test of the magic tree was also coming to an end.

Most people find a tree hole that suits them, and many people die in the magic tree.

"Lu Ping, don't force yourself."

Shangguanru and Han Conger have entered the snow-silver tree hole.

They knew that Lu Ping was going to the black iron level, and they believed he could do it.

It's just that the competition is so fierce, and the ancients are still watching.

It's better to go to the feast first and get the protection of the witch before talking.

However, they also respected Lu Ping's choice and didn't say much.

With Lu Ping alone, he looked around.

"Can you tell me where the black gold tree hole is left?"

If seen, he would definitely be considered a lunatic.

But soon the magic tree pointed the way, and each branch became a signpost.

Regardless of deity or body, the magic tree can recognize it.

This is the nature of a spirit.

This soul recognition is also the highest level of mystery in all races.

Once you have mastered it, you don't have to worry about others' disguise or disguise, and you can guarantee that your inheritance will not be stolen.

However, soul recognition cannot be mastered.

All ethnic groups have only means and have many restrictions.

"Does the Witch conspiracy?"

After a while, he asked boldly.

"They're going to refine me into the witch's treasure."

The magic tree responded quickly.

This time, Jiang Chen tried to remember this voice, but he always had a feeling of hesitation.

The answer differed from what Jiang Chen asked.

After pondering for a while, Jiang Chen asked, "Are you going to help?"

"They cannot forcibly refine or they will pay a heavy price."

"The witch tribe is in dire straits, and the spirits of the world are the only ones who live in it."

"So, the feast of the witches has to choose who is virtuous."

"The rules of the competition are set by me, and they are chosen by them."

After listening, Jiang Chen understood the Witch's plan.

They did not have any thoughts about the various ethnic groups, but they kept their selfish desires in hiding.

"I will win." Jiang Chen said.

"The witch pupils are strong, be careful." The magic tree did not refuse.

Soon, Lu Ping knew about the remaining black iron-level tree hole.

"Wait, wait."

When Lu Ping was about to defeat the Black Iron Guard, a group of people appeared.

One of these men was shouting to him.

In Tianwu world, most geniuses are already young.

It is impossible for a teenage girl to reach the star.

However, the young girl also looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was beautifully carved.

"So strong."

The most interesting ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ that Jiang Chen cares about is the breath of the other party, like a dragon.

This is true not only of girls, but of men and women who travel together.

"Dragon, keep your source of the Yan Dragon!"

The black dragon's voice sounded, and it was completely different on a peaceful day, with eagerness.

It seems that he cares about Jiang Chen as much as Qing Mo.

Jiang Chen was startled.

Dragon race?

Real alive dragons? !!

Look at the dress of these dragons again. If it is not the reminder of the black dragon, it will not be seen at all.

"What's the matter?" He asked without looking.

"Can this tree hole be given to us?" The girl chuckled.

Jiang Chen noticed that everyone behind her looked scornful and lazy.

"First come first come, if I can't make it through failure, can you not come again?"

The girl has a good attitude, so his tone is normal.

However, he immediately saw the brows of the remaining dragons and men frowned.

"People are always like this, you can't be any kind to him, otherwise he will kick his nose on his face."

"Instead, when you murder him at first, he will obediently get away."

A man in his early twenties stood next to the girl and glanced at Jiang Chen.

"If you don't roll in three seconds, die."

As he spoke, Long Wei swept through.

of course. If it wasn't for the Black Dragon reminder, Jiang Chen wouldn't know it was Long Wei.

"Let's go, they are the Golden Dragons." Black Dragon urged.

"He won't leave." The green devil smiled and shook his head, he knew Jiang Chen's character.

Sure enough, Lu Ping shrugged his shoulders, his eyes sharp, and said, "If you want to get out, get out!"

One sentence completely angered the proud dragon.

Every dragon tribe showed a killing gaze.

Previous girls were no exception.

It's an instinct that comes from the arrogance of the bones and doesn't allow lowly people to trample it.