The liver produces the strongest player

Chapter 359

"Son!"

Jiang Yang passed by the lake, and Mu Yao floated down with a light kung fu.

She smiled and seemed very happy: "Young Master, have you broken through the Eight Scenes and Eight Levels?"

Jiang Yang nodded slightly, and glanced at the other party's cultivation base. At that time, she personally experienced Jiang Yang's enlightenment, which benefited her a lot. She soon comprehended the power of heaven and earth, coupled with the effect of the barrier-breaking pill, and captured it with the Candaomen. With the accumulation of elixir resources, at this time, the cultivation base has successfully broken through the eight sceneries and six levels.

"Where are the others?" Jiang Yang casually walked along the lake to the bamboo forest and asked casually.

Mu Yao walked briskly to keep up, apparently in a good mood, with a slight smile on her fair and delicate face: "Mother hasn't left the customs yet, but I heard from Mother that your advice is very effective, son, maybe wait until If you go out, you may gain something."

She went on to say: "Thanks to Young Master, Junior Sister Sang and Junior Sister Bai are also expected to comprehend the power of heaven and earth, and they are currently retreating."

"Really?" Jiang Yang is quite satisfied. This growth rate is very good. Although opportunities such as enlightenment are not common, there are only so many bottlenecks in the cultivation base of the Eight Scenes. Now most of them have gone through, and " "Tong Ming Pill" has not been taken yet, Jiang Yang is sure to drag them to the Eight Scenes and Eight Layers.

As for Xiantian, the sooner the Eight Sights are achieved, the higher the chance of stepping into Xiantian, Mu Yao is obviously very hopeful.

Although Sang Ning and Bai Qing are inferior, they still have opportunities in the future.

Jiang Yang is not too obsessed with these things. The resources he used were originally left by the ancestors of the Danchen Sect, and now they are used on them, which is regarded as feeding back the sect.

……

Without the threat of Candaomen, the disciples of Sichenzong have been going out a lot recently, so they found some places where ghosts haunt.

But all the ghosts are relatively low-level, Jiang Yang only collected about one or two hundred days of scroll energy.

Not much, it can only be regarded as better than nothing.

And this bit of picture scroll energy can't improve the practice of "Sword of the Sky Sunset" for the time being, and the other Jiang Yang doesn't particularly need to improve, so it's put on hold for now.

……

It's almost spring time.

During this period of time, apart from the return, Jiang Yang stayed at Si Chenzong to consolidate his realm.

The realm of "Shrinking Earth" has almost been pushed to perfection, but the realm of "Tiantong" is still a little short because of the comprehension of taking drugs.

At this time, Mu Miaoyin had already left the level.

Whether it is winter or spring, the climate in the valley where Si Chenzong lives is always warm and warm.

Inside the small bamboo pavilion in the bamboo forest outside the attic.

Mu Miaoyin, who was dressed in a crimson purple dress, sat opposite Jiang Yang.

Mu Yao sat on the left.

Tea and all kinds of exquisite snacks are placed on the small tea table in the pavilion.

Jiang Yang picked up a piece of flower cake and tasted it, it was moderately sweet and fragrant.

"Elder Mu has learned something about leaving the customs at this time?"

"I seem to have touched a little fur." ​​Mu Miaoyin seemed a little excited, but also a little regretful.

She described the current situation in detail.

Although I feel something in my heart, I feel that I can still get in touch with more, but there is still a vague barrier blocking her, so what she said to Jiang Yang is still like looking at flowers in the fog, not quite. clear.

Hearing the other party's narration, Jiang Yang pondered in his heart, and then said: "I'm making good progress, everything has a process, take your time."

It's useless to be anxious about such things.

"The Great Elder is right." Mu Miaoyin sighed in her heart. She may have never thought in her life that, as a person in charge of a sect, she still needs to come to ask a young man for advice on matters of cultivation and realm.

For a moment, she even had the feeling that the age of the two of them had been adjusted.

It seems that it is true: there is no priority in learning, and the best is the first.

……

At this moment, the Siyou Mountain Range.

A yellow-clothed man with disheveled hair, a white face with bruises, almost black blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, looked extremely miserable, and fled desperately towards the depths of the mountains.

A thin voice came from behind: "Huang Wuyou, leaked my sect's secrets and killed several innates in my sect, do you still want to run away now?"

The moment the voice came out, screams like magic voices were suddenly heard, and beams of dark light shot out from the depths of the forest, attacking the fleeing man in yellow like a soul chasing.

Although the man in yellow realized that something was wrong, he was injured, so he couldn't hide in time. He was hit on the shoulder, groaned in pain, and fell hard to the ground.

I saw a long black nail nailed to the shoulder of the man in yellow. There was a trace of black air on the long nail, and it had penetrated the shoulder of the man in yellow.

Gritting his teeth, the man in yellow pulled out the spike, and drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

He got up from the ground, glanced at the surrounding forest, and his face was frighteningly dark: "Old Shi Shi sent you bastards who are not even talented? Could it be that the Heavenly Cauldron Sect has run out of manpower?"

A charming female voice in the forest was erratic, and the female voice chuckled lightly: "Huang Wuyou, you were seriously injured, and you were poisoned by Master's spirit-eating poison, so what if we haven't reached the innate level?"

"You are still no match for us!"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense with him?" Then a rough male voice was heard, and then a figure flew out of the dense forest like a cannonball, and the giant arm as thick as a tree trunk was crushed down like a tank!

boom!
Huang Wuyou spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood on the spot, was sent flying, and knocked down several big trees!
A middle-aged man wearing black cloth shoes and tight-fitting clothes, like an iron tower, landed lightly. The man's body was full of muscles, and his body was as strong as a cow, more like a little giant.

The man walked towards the opponent with his hands behind his back, and then two figures fell, falling in three directions respectively, blocking the opponent's retreat.

It was a pretty woman in brightly dressed clothes, and a young man in white with a folding fan.

The corner of the iron tower-like man's mouth was split open, and he stared at the other party: "It's better not to make unnecessary struggles."

Seeing that there was nowhere to escape, Huang Wuyou's expression became fierce. He wiped the blood from his face and got up from the ground: "You guys, do you really think that this old man is made of mud?"

He gritted his teeth fiercely, the spiritual energy in his body came out through his body, and a fluorescent blue mist diffused from his whole body.

The faces of the three of them became ugly at the same time, they obviously knew what the blue mist meant.

"Spiritual power!"

"This dead ghost can also stimulate spiritual power! Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, Huang Wuyou attacked the young man in white who had the lowest cultivation level among them like a shooting star.

The young man in white's complexion changed wildly, he folded a fan in his hand, and several poisonous smoke shot towards the man in yellow like five colored poisonous arrows.

But before the poisonous smoke reached the other party, the light blue aura turned, and all the poisonous smoke was instantly dissipated!

Immediately afterwards, those blue auras turned into fine needles like ox hair, and flew towards the young man in white like raindrops!
The young man in white was shocked instantly: "Tianyuan Ruyi supernatural power!"

This Tianyuan Ruyi supernatural power is a secret supernatural power passed down by Yijinglou. It is extremely miraculous. Once it is used, it can be used to attack, defend, and even assist oneself. It has infinite uses.

Just now it was convenient to use this magical power to transform the poisonous smoke, and now it is used to transform it into countless fine needle concealed weapons.

The strength of spiritual power, even if it is just a trace, can completely pierce the qi of the eight powerhouses, let alone so much.

No one thought that this Huang Wuyou not only had the energy to mobilize his spiritual power, but also had the energy to display his supernatural powers!
Caught off guard, the young man in white was instantly beaten into a sieve!

The corpse fell down, and the astonishment of his previous life still remained on his face.

The sky filled with light and rain flew back, and turned into blue mist again, surrounding Huang Wuyou's body.

"Junior Brother He!"

The faces of the remaining two were instantly gloomy. They were all strong men at the seventh level or even the eighth level. They met each other and instantly killed them. They didn't even use the trump card bestowed by their master!
Innately strong, even if he is seriously injured and poisoned, he is still so terrifying!
Then the two saw Huang Wuyou staring at him coldly: "Next, it's your turn!"

The man as strong as an iron tower immediately swallowed a large amount of elixir, and then winked at the woman, signaling her to restrain her, and suddenly formed several magic seals with his hands.

Supernatural powers, dragon roar seal!
(End of this chapter)