Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

While Yun Wuhen was under tremendous pressure, he looked at Anle not far away with a calm expression on his face.

He has always adhered to the style of losing the battle but not the battle.

Even though he was always suppressed, he would not show any unhappiness on the surface.

At least you can't let others laugh at you.

Rao is so.

After many failed attempts to catch up, Yun Wuhen couldn't help feeling a little impatient.

"Isn't this his limit?"

"Or is he pretending too?"

Yun Wuhen opened his eyes wide and observed carefully.

Seeing Anle frowning slightly and a look of distress on his face, he immediately understood.

"really!"

"He's just like me, trying to pretend nothing happened."

"Okay, let's see who can keep calm longer."

******

"Alas, there is too much spiritual energy."

Feeling the endless spiritual power surging in his body, Anle sighed in his heart.

"Really annoying!"

The spiritual pressure in the vicinity is already heavier than any physical heavy object.

The spiritual energy almost appeared in the form of small liquid droplets, which continuously seeped into his body.

Originally, a large amount of spiritual power is undoubtedly a good thing.

But the key is, too much is as bad as too little.

Now, once Anle begins to practice, they will rush into the body like a raging river.

Digestion is much slower than absorption.

Even Anle's double dantian could not accommodate more spiritual power.

He felt a sense of fullness and swelling all over his body, as if he had been filled with spiritual energy.

If we continue to absorb, I am afraid the situation in the deduction will be repeated.

But this time, no part of the body could accommodate so much spiritual power.

But Anle was not willing to let it go to waste like this.

That's why I feel a little bored.

He turned around and glanced at Yun Wuhen behind him, thinking.

"This Master Wuhen is really capable. He can even barely keep up."

"Then let you rest for a while."

At this moment, Anle felt a sense of danger in his heart and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Look high above your head.

A sense of malice came from there.

Before he knew it, he had reached the forefront of the first echelon of climbers.

There were only a few figures left above.

Compared to Anle and Yun Wuhen’s “calm and carefree” attitude.

All the monks here gritted their teeth, were covered in sweat, and had veins bulging. They mobilized all their spiritual power to fight against this huge spiritual pressure.

Some people's expressions were distorted with effort.

I finally climbed to the branch where the Daoling fruit was.

Then, he could no longer hold on and his spiritual power dissipated.

The whole person could not hold on, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell from the tree.

There was resentment in his eyes.

"It's just the last bit!"

There were quite a few monks who fell before the finish line like this.

The pressure from the branches is a level stronger than that from the trunk of the jade tree.

It’s the last level.

It was particularly difficult for Little Flame Lord Chang Yan to move forward.

The distance between her and the Dao Ling Fruit seemed to be only a dozen meters, but it seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

Every step you take requires you to use all your strength.

As slow as a turtle.

Chang Yan glanced at Anle and Yun Wuhen under him, feeling secretly resentful.

"If you keep going like this, I'm going to be caught up."

Although there are still three Dao Ling Fruits, the three fruits are located at different heights.

Chang Yan's is at the very bottom.

At her speed, it was only a matter of time before she was overtaken by these two.

But I no longer have the energy to climb higher.

If someone gets ahead of me...

"No! I can't accept that!"

Chang Yan's expression gradually distorted.

Her strong desire to win overcame her reason.

She swallowed the last Thousand Spirit Pill, and her spiritual power grew rapidly...

******

Anle glanced around.

Suddenly, a ball of black flame suddenly attacked!

The aim is not the body of comfort.

But it was the trunk of the jade tree next to him.

It was obvious that this was intended to anger the ancient tree and force him to leave.

"What a vicious mind."

Anle's eyes turned cold.

He hasn't made a move yet.

The misty clouds dispersed, like a big net that wrapped up the black fire and melted away silently.

No aftermath affected Yushu.

A crisis was averted.

"Chang Yan! How dare you use such a despicable method!"

Yun Wuhen spoke righteously and shouted loudly.

The clouds came from his hands.

Chang Yan's expression was distorted: "Yun Wuhen, why are you stopping me?"

"Isn't it a good thing for you to have one less competitor?"

Yun Wuhen snorted coldly.

"What Yun wants is a fair and just victory."

"Such despicable behavior is really despicable."

Yun Wuhen secretly glanced at Anle, hoping to hear some flattering words of gratitude from him.

Anle didn't even look at him, but just sighed.

"Xiao Yanjun, I gave you one chance."

Chang Yan's expression changed slightly and his hair stood on end.

She suddenly felt an extreme sense of crisis, as if she was being stared at by a monster from the wilderness.

'There's nothing to be afraid of!'

"With such a long distance, it will definitely take him some time to catch up."

Chang Yan gritted his teeth, did not stop, and crawled towards the Dao Ling Fruit with all his might.

As long as she can pick the spiritual fruit, she will be safe!

However, her body was about to reach its limit.

Even with the blessing of Thousand Spirit Pills, it is still like a candle in the wind, unable to move forward.

Otherwise, she would not have chosen to take action against Anle.

At the same time, bursts of exclamations were heard under the jade tree.

"what!"

Chen Xiaoshuang stood up suddenly and looked at Anle on the jade tree in disbelief.

He was seen leaning forward, his feet seemed to be stepping on nothing in the air, walking towards Chang Yan step by step in the air.

All the monks at the scene seemed to be breathing faster and faster as Anle's pace increased.

Finally, the moment he reached the branch, they all stopped breathing.

"This...this is..."

"How did he do that?"

In this area where a no-fly zone is imposed, achieving an effect close to flying is extremely difficult.

Not to mention, it was on the branch of the ancient Lingyu tree.

The pressure was exaggerated.

If you use ordinary flying spells, you will probably fall in an instant.

But looking at Anle's expression, he was as calm as before, as if he had just done something insignificant.

Zhang Lang opened his mouth halfway, looking stunned.

"Doesn't this mean that Brother Lu can pick spiritual fruits at will from the very beginning?"

Ma Zhengshan felt disheartened. Thinking of the spiritual stones he had bet in the gambling game, he felt like he was petrified.

"It's over! It's over!"

Among all the people present, only Gan Bing had anticipated this. His eyes lit up and his cheeks turned even redder.

'He must be the Ghost-Faced Man!'

"So, the real body of the ghost-faced man is actually so good-looking?"

not far away.

In addition to being surprised, Yun Wuhen soon had other thoughts.

‘Fuck! ’

"This is a cool way to show your divine power!"

'I have to write this down quickly so I can use it next time!'