Chapter 540: The Wooden Rock Essence

The three-foot finger dust in the Taoist nun's hand turned into long and thin silver needles, dancing wildly in the sky. On the ground, there were two corpses of monks covered with sharp pinholes, which must have been done by the Taoist nun.

The blood on the severed arm of the middle-aged one-armed beard who was hostile to the Taoist nun had formed a scab. At this time, he still looked fierce. Looking at the tired faces of these monks, it is obvious that they have been fighting for a long time.

At this time, the focus of the two waves of people's contention was a tree in the cracks of several rocks in the valley, which was only about a foot high, fist-thick, and looked like a dead tree at first glance.

"Zhimu rock marrow!" Even Chi Yunsang showed a trace of enthusiasm in his eyes at this time.

Lu Xiaotian's heart was even more shaken, Zhimu rock marrow is a kind of extremely rare spiritual thing between heaven and earth, it looks like wood but not wood, like rock but not rock. Once a monk owns it and refines it, after a hundred years, the physical body can be raised to the terrifying level of seventh level, or even ninth level. Although it takes a long time, and only Jindan monks can refine it, it is completely usable for Jindan monks' longevity. Since then, he has not been able to make a breakthrough in physical cultivation. The explosive power of physical training in martial arts, as well as the ability to withstand injuries and recover are far beyond what ordinary monks can compare. It's just a pity that Zhimu rock pith also has a huge flaw. Once it is taken, the cultivation base of the physical body will stop at the ninth level at most, and there will be no further progress.

But for many Jindan cultivators, a hundred years is completely affordable. Although many Foundation Establishment cultivators did not form alchemy until they were over two hundred years old, even Chi Yunsang, Wang Tuoguai and the others did not have enough lifespan to last until the day when they were completely refined to wood rock marrow. But there is no one who does not have a reverie about Nascent Soul. Even for Nascent Soul monks, if the physical strength can reach the seventh or ninth level, it is also a great temptation. Even if they don't need this stick of wood rock pith, it can even be worth one Infant Pill! As for the impact of taking Zhimu rock marrow, it is not a problem for these golden core monks to stop at the ninth level of physical cultivation. After all, except for a very small number of people who are talented and have a huge family, very few people will choose to practice physical training at the same time as cultivation. Even these people will not expect two kinds of cultivation at the same time Breakthrough to Nascent Soul Stage. The ultimate wood rock pith is a rare treasure that is enough to cause a sensation and is priceless!

No wonder the two groups of people fought so fiercely for this tree branch. And near the Zhimu Yansui, there is also the corpse of a ninth-rank demon cow, whose body is also full of fine holes, probably killed by the Taoist nun. It's just that I didn't expect that another wave of people would be killed later.

The long knife in the hand of the bearded middle-aged man was riddled with holes under the attack of those fine silver needles, and the finger dust in the Taoist nun's hand twitched and hit the bearded middle-aged man with a severed arm. , the middle-aged man with the broken arm spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew upside down and fell to the ground. But the skinny Taoist nun didn't make any other changes, her eyes swept coldly towards the direction where Lu Xiaotian and the others were, "Since you're here, come out, don't hide your head and show your tail."

"What a powerful Taoist nun, if you hadn't been fighting fiercely before, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to move you, and now I don't know how much strength you have left!" Chi Yunsang knew that he had been discovered, so he flew into the air, The scarlet black pagoda in his hand was sacrificed involuntarily, and it rose rapidly against the wind, and in a blink of an eye it had grown to a height of tens of feet. Suppress the little Taoist nun.

The skinny nun looked angry, and with a wave of the whisk in her hand, it turned into thousands of silk rains, like silver needles, and pierced towards the red and black pagoda.

Strange to say, the scarlet black pagoda looks like it weighs over a thousand catties, like Mount Tai weighed on top. The skinny Taoist nun's fly whisk looks extremely weak, and it seems that it can be softened even if it is pressed by hand, but when the red and black pagoda, which is as heavy as a hill, is pressed down, it is tightly blocked by the silver dust whisk that flutters in the wind. Hanging in the air but never falling down.

"Duh!" Chi Yunsang, pinching the mysterious formula with both hands, pointed at the Chihei Pagoda, a large amount of mana turned into a strong light and hit the pagoda, and the whole body of the Chihei Pagoda burst into brilliance. Suddenly, it pressed down a lot.

The Taoist nun's complexion turned pale, and the wide avenue robe on her body fluttered in the wind, making her already thin body even smaller. The skinny nun stretched out her palm and pushed it up against the handle of the whisk, and the whisk floated upward like a huge dandelion. The silver threads all over the sky began to wrap around the scarlet black pagoda.

Taking advantage of the fight with the skinny Taoist nun in Chiyunsang, the middle-aged man with a broken arm and several of his companions fled in haste.

Wang Tuoguai, He Yousheng, Yang Cuiyun, and Lu Xiaotian and others committed suicide and joined the battle group. The skinny Taoist nun has only four people under her command, and two of them are injured. Although they are all Jindan mid-term cultivation bases, they have an advantage in the face of Lu Xiaotian. The new force fell into a disadvantage as soon as they fought.

While Lu Xiaotian attacked a woman in Tsing Yi in front of him with the ground-cracking knife, he used his sub-primordial spirit to focus on the fight between the thin Taoist nun and Chi Yunsang. It was the first time to watch the battle at such a close distance.

At this time, the lower part of the Scarlet Black Pagoda was already entangled in a mass of silver threads, and the body of the Scarlet Black Pagoda wrapped in the middle trembled violently, trying to get out of the trap, but it couldn't break free at all.

Even these silver threads seemed to be going into the Chihei pagoda, Chi Yunsang snorted coldly, flew up, his figure swayed for a while, flew over a distance of hundreds of feet in a blink of an eye, and stepped on the ground in the air. Above the spire, the scarlet-black pagoda that was originally entangled in silver threads suddenly fell down again, and countless vigor shot out from the pagoda. There is a lot of fiery fire inside.

The skinny Taoist nun's complexion changed drastically, and she quickly controlled Fuchen to take it back, but it was too late for him to control it at this time, and the scarlet black pagoda was already pressing down heavily. At this time, under the burning of the flowing fire, the originally extremely tough silver thread had started to become scorched black, and the flames continued to spread along the silver thread to the handle of the dust whisk.

puff! The skinny nun spit out blood, her body was thrown hundreds of feet away suddenly as if she had been hit hard.

He Yousheng, Yu Xiao, and Zhao Nanxing and others saw that the skinny Taoist nun was seriously injured, and they were close to them at this time. They had just severely injured their opponents and immediately surrounded and killed the skinny Taoist nun.

The skinny nun's expression was fierce, and she sprayed a mouthful of blood on the damaged fly whisk again. More than a dozen silver threads in Zhichen had been injured by the fire just now, and at this moment, stimulated by the Taoist nun's blood essence, the silver light burst out again, and they rushed towards He Yousheng and the others.