184, a world that is not simple

Zhang Yang sat cross-legged, shook his head, unable to believe his judgment. By chance, he found that it was still true. Is the leaves that he saw more than a hundred times really a branch of a big tree emerging from the ground, and the radius of tens of billions of miles is just the soil on the big tree?

Zhang Yang stretched out his finger and gently stroked the tree trunk. A tiny scratch appeared. Soon, the scratch recovered as before, and Zhang Yang's heartbeat increased a little more. He used a lot of power to carve this finger knife, and he recovered by himself in just a few breaths. This was already very terrifying. What made Zhang Yang even more frightened was the innate spiritual energy that emerged from the wound when the wound was recovered. Does this mean that this tree contains infinite spiritual energy? Is it a Chaos Demon God? Or is it an existence like a ten-thousand-the-ten spiritual roots? Or is it a spiritual root that is more advanced than the ten-thousand-the-ten spiritual roots?

Stand up and continue moving forward. At this time, there are not many choices. The tree in front of you is irrelevant. The key is whether the other party wakes up, or whether the other party has discovered himself. If he discovers, it will be futile to face him. If he doesn't, then he doesn't need to worry;

The emergence of another division point once again confirmed Zhang Yang's speculation that the trunk he was standing on intersecting with another trunk, forming a larger trunk, tilting in one direction;

Zhang Yang stood at the place where the two trunks intersected, and his heart was filled with emotions. He didn't know whether to be happy or worried. In front of him, the two trunks intersected with tiger's mouth, there was a small pool, three feet in size, only half a foot deep. Above the pool, a spiritual liquid formed over the years. This is the purest wood spiritual liquid, a collection of thirty-six kinds of wood-spirited spirit energy in the innate way. In other words, the wood spiritual liquid in front of him can also be called "Nine Heavens Essence Wood Spirit Liquid", and is the same level of spiritual objects as Jiutian Rhinops;

Zhang Yang looked at the three-foot square pool and knew very well in his heart that he had plundered it. There was no problem with his own origin of Wood Xing to reach the fourth level of the Sub-Saint Heaven. On Qingyun, the Wood Xinglong had a fundamental foundation from now on; but he was a little worried. For so long, he also knew that his plunder was a bit domineering. The plunder of Pangu's aura on Zhoushan was a clear proof. Who knew that this time would plunder the big tree under his feet. If he accidentally annoyed it, his life would be absolutely unsuccessful;

After careful consideration, Zhang Yang showed Qingyun, put away the wood spirit liquid in the pool, and returned in place;

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the valley, with complex eyes. Zhang Yang did not collect all the three-foot pools, but left a little in them, which was also a psychological cause of leaving a thread in everything. He also knew that he had done too carefully this time, but compared with his own wealth and life, he could still accept it no matter how cautious he was. In other words, he did it a little bit timidly this time, and looked deep in his eyes. He looked at the dense valley with branches, and a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes. Let's come again next time...

After leaving the valley, Zhang Yangtian's three feet tall thoughts faded. He chose a mountain casually, dug a cave, set up a secret formation, and flashed into the prehistoric bead, and Qingyun appeared. He was worried that the wood spirit liquid would not last long. Since it had been put into the bag, it would be better to swallow it;

A burst of comfort came, and the pores all over the body were soaked in sweet rain, smooth and as if they were bathed in spring breeze; I haven't felt this feeling for a long time. Zhang Yang was the best at walking the road of wood, and he also lent the plunder in the building of wood. This time, I just pulled it out and condensed the origin, and saved most of the time;

In the clouds, the green dragon swam happily, and the green silks penetrated into the body from each scale. The already substantial dragon body began to gradually become thicker. Every time it reached a boundary, it began to shrink again. This is an inevitable manifestation after advancement. After each contraction, the dragon will become much more agile, as if its own intelligence is increasing. The slightest breath emitted is also growing on the surface, and the restrictions inside are also increasing, perfecting, and becoming more complex;

The Five Elements Dragon is already the original spiritual treasure, and Zhang Yang does not need to worry about imbalance. The strength of a single Five Elements Dragon has a kind of leader. Of course, if water and fire are not incompatible, the two Five Elements Dragons that are incompatible will be different.

At the peak of the triple heaven of the sub-saint of the Origin of the Wooden Sport, Zhang Yang woke up from the plunder, waved his hand, threw the remaining few wood spirit liquid down Qingyun, and sprinkled it in the prehistoric bead. This was also planned before. In the prehistoric bead, Zhang Yang always felt that this world was not perfect. Now that this silk wood spirit liquid enters, he also wanted to observe whether there can be an evolutionary effect. In addition, Zhang Yang also knew that the 47 prohibited innate treasures are not the strongest. Just looking at the dark sky, Zhang Yang felt that something was missing, but he had never found a reasonable explanation;

Wandering in this world again, Zhang Yang's mood has improved a lot. If he doesn't do anything deliberately, and when he enters here, the time is still short, he is not in a hurry to gain anything. After all, the improvement of the original path of the wood moves and exceeds expectations. Understanding this world well is what you need to do in front of you;

There is also a world in this world. If there is a sky, there must be thirty-six layers of heaven. Zhang Yang understands this very clearly, but if there is a earth, there are seventy-two layers of earth evil, Zhang Yang dares not confirm. After all, he has penetrated into the ground very deeply. In addition to seeing the thick and inconspicuous tree trunk, he did not smell any evil spirit. It is also because of this that Zhang Yang began to explore this world and earth, and also believed that the world does not necessarily have a certain structure;

The prehistoric world has earth, four seas, four poles, starry sky, earth and immortal world, and the thirty-three heavens. This world is not only composed of these but also to be stable; after all, the prehistoric world was created by Pangu, and the structure of the prehistoric world is best in Pangu's mind, but perhaps this is not the case in the hearts of other people who have opened up the world;

Just like this world, who stipulates that a big tree cannot be used as a support to support a big land? In this way, not to mention other things, the number of layers of the Everbright land will be much larger. Zhang Yang thought maliciously, will there be many layers below the ground, and will there be cavemen appear?

Floating in the white clouds, Zhang Yang ran around. In the distance, a trace of evil aura made Zhang Yang stop at the clouds. Looking at the long-standing place in the sky, a faint evil aura floated from the ground and rushed straight into the sky. There was a faint murderous aura inside the evil aura. Needless to say, there were people fighting there, and the number of people might be very large. Of course, it might also be a battle between two great monks;

Zhang Yang stabilized his body, set up a hidden formation on the white clouds, and raised the clouds a lot and floated to the ground;

Soon, thousands of monks were fighting for something when they were in sight. Both sides were driving cars and horses on a plain. One side was black and green uniform, while the other side was red all over, looking at each other from afar, and the evil spirits were formed. Between the two sides, six monks were fighting to the death;

Zhang Yang held Yuntou, feeling helpless. He hadn't met anyone for a long time. He encountered so many people this time, and it was a time when everyone on both sides. It was already difficult to ask for some information. Now, just watch it and see how the cultivators in this place are fighting are also good. How can the group stations reflect the overall cultivation of the cultivators in this place?

Below, the six monks in the field fought very fiercely. Zhang Yang did not dare to use his spiritual sense to check the other party's cultivation level, but from their battle, he could somehow judged that these six people were all cultivators of the level of quasi-saints, and the fighting methods used were somewhat different from those of the prehistoric times. For example, among the six people, one of them had been controlling the soil, either quicksand, earth dragon, or earth thorn, and was very skilled, and more like using the origin to fight;

The same is true for the other five people. They basically use a single avenue without pinching magic tricks. Whether it is soil or water, they are like their own parts, such as using their arms and fingers;

In the field, the six monks belonged to two sides, one side, three people cooperated very skillfully, and you can tell at a glance that they were a combination of fighting together for a long time. The black and green side controlled water, earth, wood, and three lines of mutual generation, and now they were the upper hand. The three people on the Chihong side were a little more messy, one was also a person who controlled the earth, but they were extremely powerful, and they were a person who attacked the attack, and another shield character. After this person, the other two were elegant in shape, wind and wind around, and their speed was amazing;

On the one hand, Chihong was against the black and green side as the whole, and did not have the means to tear open the opponent's defense line for a while. Instead, he was forced to be a little busy by the opponent's steady beating. If it weren't for a shield character who had been resisting, he would have no idea what the ending would be. Even so, Zhang Yang above the cloud head would not be optimistic about them;

As expected, in just one stick of incense, in the black and green trio, the monk who controlled the wood suddenly showed his power and cooperated with the earth dragon controlled by the earth monk to tie the shield figure up. The vine hidden in the earth dragon was rooted firmly on the earth, which made the other party's body stagnant and unable to move;

This situation happened extremely suddenly, and it was also planned by the three men a long time ago. At this time, the three men had already crossed the shield, and a sensation of snow appeared, catching the two Fengxing monks. After that, countless vines emerged from the ground and slashed towards the two men like machetes. This sudden blow did not kill the two men, but also made them hang the lottery, and the speed had already dropped a lot;

After being attacked, the two Fengxing monks quickly retreated. As if they had not seen them escape, they turned around and rushed towards the struggling shield monk. The water was frozen, the vine thorn, and the earth thorn, all three tricks hit the other party. When the two Fengxing monks retreated, they quickly stepped forward and their speed was raised very quickly, but they did not expect that all of this fell within the other party's calculations;

The snowflakes floating in the sky were rolled up and cut like a blade. The two Fengxing monks were unable to defend themselves and were carrying countless flesh and blood on their bodies. The wounds were severely damaged. The earth dragon behind them immediately entangled them. The snow rose again. The two huge heads fell to the ground. Just look at the two earth dragons that appeared more vividly, and you will know that the soul inside the Fengxing monk could not be retained;

The scene changed, and in just a few breaths, the Chihong side was completely at a disadvantage on the field. In the end, the struggling shield monk broke through the entangled vines, but it was useless. If he could not last for three breaths, he was killed on the field;

Above the cloud head, Zhang Yang looked solemn. The battle of the quasi-saint monk was not taken seriously by him at first, but the fighting method in front of him seemed to be the original way, and it seemed to be mixed with the laws of the great way. Zhang Yang knew in his heart that this was not a real battle of laws, but it clearly contained the shadow of laws;

This world is not simple! (To be continued.)
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