Thousands of peaks and thousands of trees form a verdant ocean world, Jing Yao has met many monks with wood spirit roots, but he can turn the world into a sea of peaks and greens, and he can change the heavens and the earth with his own strength, and such a monk has only encountered today.

"Is this Xihua's real strength?" Huang Xiufeng thought unwillingly.

This kind of power is also outstanding among the Mahayana monks, and he has never taken Xihua to heart, but he is really ashamed of the fact that people have changed the world just by leaking momentum.

The wooden stakes stood proudly, and a terrifying wind came from the silent world, spiraling up from the dark surface, and swirling air currents, large and small stones, filled the gaps between the stumps.

A hundred-pound rock was thrown out, Jing Yao snorted, and strode forward, Huang Xiufeng followed him like a shadow, not to be left behind.

Jing Yao's expression was tense, unprecedentedly serious, stepping on the rock hard, flying up to another wooden stake, looking at the world under her feet and dizzy.

The trees stretched, and below it was like a bloody abyss of doom, and if you accidentally fell down, you might not have a chance to climb up.

The pace of the stake climb is sometimes fast and slow, and occasionally it will be shifted and transposed, and there are even some rogue stakes that suddenly fall short when they grow wildly.

But Jing Yao always stepped on the safest wooden stake at the most appropriate time, jumped more than once, and passed by in a flash, and I don't know how many wooden stakes Jing Yao had intimate contact with and waved goodbye.

Huang Xiufeng hurriedly said: "This is not a way, Lao Tzu suspects that Xihua wants to exhaust us to death." ”

The spirit is always in a state of tension, and if you relax a little, you will be killed by the sharpness of the stake, or you will be squeezed to death, the height is different, the growth cycle is even more different, not only to beware of the sharpness of the stake bulge, but also to be careful to deal with the terrifying whirlpool current, the stones that are shot are much easier to deal with.

Jing Yao said: "Actually, what I'm most worried about is that Xihua is secretly attacking, don't be alone if you keep up with the rhythm." ”

"But we're still stuck. ”

"Trapped, are you here and I are furnishings?" Jing Yao said, "Have you forgotten who you learned your witchcraft secret art from?" When you sacrificed the Void Wall, I had already made arrangements. ”

Before Huang Xiufeng could speak, Jing Yao continued to add: "I have been cheated by you too many times, and I have long lost hope for you." ”

Huang Xiufeng was stunned, and then muttered in a low voice: "It was all an accident." ”

"Less nonsense. Jing Yao said angrily: "The accidents that have happened many times are not accidents, I don't want to take them for granted." ”

Huang Xiufeng dodged a huge rock: "What are you going to do?"

"This is still my world, and it is not so easy for Xihua to be anti-customer-oriented. Jing Yao lifted his palm and struck a wooden stake: "Since it is my world, they can only be the ones who are passive, but if you want them to be passive, you have to find them." ”

While speaking, Jing Yao stood on the tallest wooden stake, and with a coquettish sound, Jiuyan thrust it down, the diameter of the wooden stake was no less than two zhang, and Jiuyan stabbed the core of the stake's annual rings.

The intense heat instantly ignited the wooden stake, and then swept through the entire forest and sea world, and the green ocean world turned into a sea of fire in an instant.

Wood can make a fire, Jing Yao set a big fire, the clump of irritable whirlpool airflow, the overlapping thousands of trees and thousands of trees twisted their waists frantically, the greater the amplitude, the wider the area ignited...... The moment the forest turned to ashes, two figures drilled out of the scorched earth and attacked Jing Yao one by one.

Jing Yao snorted coldly, dressed in red, with a burning fire sword, she struggled to attack under the overlapping attack of two Mahayana realm monks, and it was redundant for her to defend the palace, relying on Qin Xiang and Xihua would not kill her, because the star map was still on Jing Yao.

Xihua and Qin Xiang really didn't kill them.

After fighting with Jing Yao for a while, Mu Ran found that this scorched world suddenly moved.

A black dragon stretched out its black dragon claws, Huang Xiufeng stood on top of the dragon's head, pinched the handprint with one hand, and grabbed it in the air with the other hand, driving the black dragon into the battle.

Xihua Zhenren paid attention to Huang Xiufeng's false grasping movements, glanced at it coldly, and shot a torrent and crashed into the black dragon, that black dragon was Huang Xiufeng's true yuan illusion, and he didn't care whether he was dead or alive.

He himself was like a butterfly wearing flowers, a few roundabouts came to Xihua's feet, his arms shook continuously, and the thick branches and leaves entangled Xihua's feet, and with a long roar, he threw people out with his body as a shaft.

"Be careful!"

Jing Yao reminded loudly, because Xihua Zhenren suddenly came behind Huang Xiufeng, but she was powerless to do anything, Qin Xiang swept over with a palm, the strong wind was terrifying, and Jing Yao encouraged to block a move.

Jing Yao has been cultivating immortals for ten years, and he has never seen an opponent like Qin Xiang, and he doesn't use any magic spells, and he fights purely with his physical body.

She also saw that Qin Xiang was a rare martial arts cultivator, with a strong physique and rampage, such an opponent Jing Yao was the most reluctant to face, the realm was a cut higher than the boss, and her physique was invulnerable, and she was in a hurry for a while.

Jing Yao knew about physical cultivation, and his cultivation was not as deep as the other party, and he fought two more moves, and he was at a significant disadvantage.

What is martial cultivation! To put it simply, it is physical cultivation, and what this vein seeks is not the understanding of the Heavenly Dao and the theory of the nature of the Great Dao, but the cultivation of the physical body to the extreme, the power of heaven is difficult to hurt, and the strong place is better than the immortal treasure.

Jing Yao has not learned the exercises of the martial arts lineage, and the Nirvana fist intent is a pure martial arts cultivation move, but it is only a half-hanging, and the real martial arts cultivation is taken down by someone in three moves and two styles.

Jing Yao was in danger frequently, and Qin Xiang was even more surprised in his heart, he went all out and made a sideways move.

Every punch can smash a mountain, a kick can shake a river, and after fighting for so long, it just forces the opponent to fall down, but if you want to take people down, there is always a difference of so many points.

Huang Xiufeng smiled slightly, he didn't see any panic, his hands swung for a moment, and he slapped back with full tenacity, and the dragon also coiled towards Xihua.

"The donkey is poor, has it shown its body?" Xihua also smiled, a vast starlight surging around him, and the dragon on his knees quickly retracted as if he had encountered a ghost.

After fighting for another quarter of an hour, Jing Yao's physical strength gradually became exhausted, and Huang Xiufeng was not much better, after all, Xihua Xiuwei was still above Qin Xiang.

After the fight, Jing Yao's punch slammed into Qin Xiang, wearing a big mouthful, Qi Li's fire rain raised the chirping of the phoenix bird, and Qin Xiang was moved for the first time.

In his opinion, this trick is simple and majestic, and the seven points of martial arts cultivation have been obtained by great skill, and the tricks and techniques are perfectly integrated, and the missing three points are the perception of martial arts.

Qin Xiang couldn't think of a way to crack it for a while, so he slashed out a palm, his fists collided, and Jing Yao snorted and drew three zhang......

Wiping the blood line overflowing from the corner of her mouth, Jing Yao smiled weirdly......