In the eyes of others, the center of this forest is nothing, but Chu Jingtian is keenly aware of a wicked atmosphere.

Pursuing this breath, Chu Jingtian quickly and deeply.

There is a grayish-black yin qi that is difficult to detect even the divine thoughts in the void. This breath is very erratic. Fortunately, Chu Jingtian has a keen sense of yin and god, otherwise he will miss it.

In a mountain stream, he discovered the source of this evil spirit. I saw a huge black grass surrounded by a giant black tree with four or five people.

"What a powerful evil spirit!"

Chu Jingtian's eyes moved.

He looked up, and saw a white flower blooming slowly on the Lingcao Teng, faintly visible several black pearl-like fruits hanging from it, but only the size of mung beans. In the largest petal, a fruit the size of a fist is grown.

The fruit shone with a faint light, and countless gray-black yin and qi sent out from the fruit.

"Haha, the best spirit grass and soothing fruit! This spirit grass is planted on this mountain vein, and I don't know how much the veins of yin are absorbed. The power contained in this fruit is enough to condense me into a perfect yang God! "

Chu Jingtian's heart was fiery.

After reaching the Five Realms of Cultivation, you can condense the Yin God as long as it is not too bad.

Yuan Shen is divided into three categories, Yin Shen is only the first step.

In addition, there are sun gods and holy gods!

Although the titles may be similar, they are fundamentally different.

If the Yin God is compared to a wooden knife, then the Yang God is a steel knife, and the Holy God is a weapon of the magic weapon.

In the same realm, those who possess the yang **** are better than those who possess the yin god. And those who possess the Holy Spirit are more steadfast in winning the sun.

But in the martial art world, few people transform the yin **** into the yang god. On the one hand, it is because of the lack of methods, on the other hand, it is because of the lack of resources. The most important reason is that each time a cultivator with a yang **** upgrades his realm, he is a dozen times more resource-consuming than a cultivator with a yin god!

And the Holy Spirit, that is more than a hundred times.

Although the Holy Spirit is condensed, it will be invincible. But every ascension is difficult.

"If I had condensed into a sun **** when I met Elder Mo, I would not be so passive."

Chu Jingtian smiled and picked up this soothing fruit.

"This is the best soothing fruit, you only need to refine it a little, and you can take it directly without adding other ingredients to refining the alchemy."

For ordinary soothing fruit, it is not so simple.

He had to prepare a variety of spiritual herbs that could increase the efficacy of soothing fruit, but the superb soothing fruit had sufficient medicinal power, and naturally no further refinement was needed.

"Come out! What do you hide in secret?"

Chu Jingtian calmly accepted the soothing fruit and looked towards a corner. "Are you going to wait for me to turn around, and then attack me and steal this fruit?"

"It's worthy of being the king of the northern sky, and I can see through my breath."

There was a moment of silence in that corner, and a long sigh came. I saw a monk in a broad robe walking out slowly. This monk wore a circle of black ghost beads and was full of ghosts.

In addition to the monk, two people walked out of the shadows. One of them was an old man with a dwarf cub, bent over humpback, with a dull face, wearing a shroud, with a terrifying breath.

The other was a young man who was not angry at all, like a dead man.

The three were headed by a monk. After the monk stepped out, he gave a gift to Chu Jingtian, and then smiled:

"Beijing King Liangliang now knows where I come from, and please also give me the soothing fruit."

"If I don't give it?" Chu Jingtian took it away and threw Anshengou directly into the ring. "A warrior who practiced with ghosts and ghosts dared to appear in front of me, wouldn't you be afraid that I would kill you?"

The right way martial arts atmosphere is stunned.

The demon martial artist is cold and extreme.

The ghost monk looked like a smiling Buddha image, but Chu Jingtian saw that his whole body was entangled with ghosts and spirits. He is even more sinister than the warriors who cultivated in the spirit of evil. I don't know how many people he killed before he practiced to this point.

Apart from him, the other two were not much better.

"It seems that the King of Liangliang is eating this soothing fruit and does not intend to give it to me?" Although the monk still smiled, a gleam of cold light flowed through his narrowed eyes.

"What is it?" Chu Jingtian stood still, said slowly.

The other young man nodded slightly and nodded: "We don't intend to be enemy of King Liangliang. As long as you return the fruits to us, we will inevitably retreat and nothing will happen."

"Although you have defeated Mo Shentong and Luo Zifeng them ... but they have just arrived in the Five Realms, unlike the three of us, it will take decades to reach the Five Realms. If you really started, you may not be Our three opponents! "

"Ghost monk, ghost scholar, what did you say to this kid? Kill him and take away the fruit. Then divide his flesh and yin god!" Shouted the old shroud. "This boy has always been arrogant. He didn't even look at Qingchaobo, Hutan Cliff, Liangyi Lin, how could he compromise with us?"

Her voice was like a night owl, as if her nails were scratching on a piece of iron, making her scalp numb.

"I've never been in martial arts, and I haven't played against the martial arts martial arts. I don't know how strong you are? Can you stop me?" Chu Jingtian took his hand and looked at the three.

Xu Guanglong reminded him when he entered this secret place of Lujia Mountain.

After all, the princes make up 60% of the hidden family, but 40% are still in the hands of casual practitioners. The most important thing to watch out for is these casual practitioners of unknown origin. But he didn't expect that, just like the first day of Luojia Mountain, he encountered these casual repairs.

And it's still the magic road!

"That being the case, let me teach you the strength of the King of the Liangliang Kingdom." Ghost monk said lightly.

His voice had just fallen, and his body suddenly became cold.

"Oh!"

As soon as the monk's feet stepped on, the whole man was already tumbling up, and a gust of wind hit him. For a while in the calm forest, the temperature plummeted, and the air froze faintly. The extremely cold breath seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow.

He lifted his fist and smashed it, his spirits were long and deep, as if connected to Jiuyou Huangquan.

"Ghost monk, don't break his physical body. This boy is San Xiu, with blood and blood condensed like mercury, if a drop of essence blood is lost, I chop your skin," shouted the old woman in shroud.

"Wife-in-law, as soon as I punch, I can't take it!"

The ghost monk laughed.

He didn't reach his fist, but his fist was swept away. This fist bite like a serpent and dug out his heart.

The monk knows that his opponent is Chu Jingtian, and he is a strong player in the triple and five realms.

"This blow, even if you can't kill him, is enough to hurt him!"

Ghost monk is confident.

Chu Jingtian raised his fist and hit it directly.

"Click!"

The monk's right fist burst on the spot, the entire right arm was completely broken, and Sen Bai's bone was pierced directly from his elbow, and he screamed and fell to the ground.

"How is that possible?"

Ghost monk's eyes were full of horror.

By this time, Chu Jingtian had already given him a slap.

"Not good!"

The monk was startled, and quickly raised his left arm to parry. Immediately afterwards, everyone heard a crackling sound of ‘craps and cracks’. The bones of the ghost monk's body shattered. The whole person was smashed into the ground by the slap, like a turnip, with only one head left.

"Awesome!"

Seeing this, the ghost-lady and the ghost-student all changed greatly.

"Get started!"

The ghost-wife drank in a deep voice, and saw her bamboo-like fingers tumbling, sometimes sing loudly, sometimes screaming low, as if mourning, as if screaming, as if screaming.

She opened her mouth, condensed to the extreme, and was wearing armor, the blue-faced fangs of sky ghosts had been rushed out, and flew towards Chu Jingtian.

"Oh!"

Chu Jingtian turned suddenly and opened his mouth to drink.

"Wow!"

A cyan lightning flashed through the void, shining the dark Tongxuan black golden woods with a shadow, hitting the ghost with a resemblance.

Suddenly, the ghost's body burst like a balloon.

"Hurry away!"

Shouted the ghost scholar.

The ghost woman was startled, and found that the lightning had rushed to her.

At this moment, her whole hair exploded, and it was too late to hide. I saw him suddenly explode a mana to the extreme, the infinite black mist quickly gathered in front of him to form a skull-like head.

But the skull's head was smashed by lightning in an instant, and the impact was still on the ghost woman.

"Ah!"

A scream screamed.

The ghost scholar only saw the ghost goddess turned into coke and even the Yin **** was defeated.

"This guy is too scary!"

The ghost scholar was shocked with cold sweat.

He originally thought that with the power of the three of them, even if they could not rob the best Anshen fruit, they could retreat from Chu Jingtian's hands. But who would have thought that it was just a face-to-face ghost monk who was interrupted by his arm, and the ghost woman was destroyed.

Watching the ghostly corpse's corpse smashed to the ground, the ghost scholar shivered tremblingly:

"North, Beiliangtianwang, this is a misunderstanding ..."

"Misunderstanding?"

Chu Jingtian didn't look, he raised his palm with a wave.

"Boom!"

His palm seemed to be an understatement, but it seemed like the giant spirit raised his palm. The surging vigour passed against the ground, and the rocks burst and the ground collapsed as if an ancient tyrannosaurus had been crushed. This trace of terror stretched from Chu Jingtian's feet to the front of the ghost scholar!

The ghost student jumped up in shock ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ But he just got up halfway, and the energy had already scratched his body, and he was blasted out directly, until he flew out of the house. Landed on the ground. I saw him disappearing from below his lower abdomen, and the surrounding was covered with splashes of blood.

The ghost scholar struggled a bit, but also completely lost his breath, and the heavenly mysterious shadow also dissipated.

Chu Jingtian slowly retracted his right hand and glanced around.

I saw blood dripping from a depression, but the ghost monk was gone.

"Oh, no one can escape from heaven!"

Chu Jingtian lost his hand and sneered.

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