A thousand head towards the top of Jubao Mountain and set off!
The Dragon-Inducing Tree Spirit Dragon is the result of the Dragon-Inducing Tree obtained by Yun Xiao, and the special effect of the Dragon-Conceiving Stone. The two underwent some magical changes, and then it suddenly took shape.
After that, Yun Xiao had seen many of Xiaolong's magical methods, such as being able to command Xiao Wu, who called himself the Five-clawed Golden Dragon, and the heaven-defying method that could cure ten thousand poisons with one thought and transform ten thousand poisons with one thought.
But aside from these special features, Xiaolong's cultivation has been improving a bit slowly. According to Yun Xiao, Xiaolong now is at most the same as Xue Ningxiang, the eldest lady of Xuanyin Palace, who is at the peak of the spiritual vein realm.
It's just fighting power.
This kind of combat power can make one party the overlord in the Qianlong Continent, but in the Tenglong Continent, it belongs to the lowest level. Yun Xiao has always found this a bit strange.
When he first met Xiaolong, didn't Golden Snake Bug Xiaowu say that this dragon-drawing tree spirit was uniquely endowed with talent, even more talented than some of the top geniuses of mankind?
Now it seems that although Xiaolong's cultivation speed is not slow, it is not too fast either. Compared with the vision of Golden Snake Bug Xiaowu, at least it is not consistent.
In the past, Yun Xiao had never found that Xiaolong was extremely interested in anything, except for the leaves that attracted dragons to become trees, because they were from the same ancestry as Xiaolong.
Those special treasures of heaven and earth, energy, or some demon crystals that dominate the demons, have always been snatched by Xiao Wu and Hong Yu, and Xiao Long has never made any move.
However, at this time today, Xiaolong took the initiative to speak out. Is it possible that the fog spirit in the treasure gathering mountain is different from the energy of ordinary pulse demons or alien spirits?
"Oh, the energy of these seventh-level intermediate fog spirits is really too thin. Dad, I need more fog spirits. Maybe I can use this to break through to the seventh level!"
A moment later, while Yun Xiao was thinking, Xiaolong smacked his lips and spoke again. It seemed that in just this moment, he had devoured and refined all the energy of the seventh-level intermediate fog spirit. What he said
, there are some things that are still unfinished.
Hearing Xiaolong's words, Yun Xiao no longer had any doubts. He secretly thought that the fog spirit from the Treasure Gathering Mountain was indeed effective in improving Xiaolong's strength. The so-called seventh level was equivalent to the human earth-level Qi-seeking realm. This is
An extremely important breakthrough, both emotional and rational, Yun Xiao will help Xiaolong realize this wish.
As Yun Xiao expected, as he continued to climb the mountain, the fog spirits appeared more and more often, and their strength became stronger and stronger. Many times they would attack him in groups.
However, these fog spirits that did not reach the eighth level were eventually frozen into fog spirit ice sculptures by the power of the cold ancestral veins in Yun Xiao's left arm, and became the nourishment for Xiaolong to increase his strength.
Speaking of it, Yun Xiao is probably the most relaxed person in this treasure gathering mountain. After all, other pulse refining geniuses do not have ice-cold ancestral veins like him.
Generally speaking, it is impossible for the ancestral veins of ice and fire to exist at the same time in the human body. Even if it is like the original talisman poison, it can only be refining some cold-attribute pulse spirits, and it is not true that the ice and fire attributes coexist.
Therefore, whether it is Bai Wushuang, the number one genius in the Heavenly Hospital, or Ye Ku, the leader in the poisonous vein genius in the Heavenly Poison Hospital, it is difficult to deal with the Wuling, especially when some eighth-level alien spirits appear.
.
Click! Click! Click!
Somewhere in Jubao Mountain, the power of the ice-cold ancestral veins in Yun Xiao's left arm suddenly appeared, and then a fog spirit in front of him shivered and was frozen into an ice sculpture, crystal clear.
"The eighth-level low-level fog spirit is indeed much more difficult to deal with!"
Seeing the Wuling who had persisted for ten moves without being hit by the power of his ice-cold ancestral veins, and was finally frozen into an ice sculpture by luck, Yun Xiao couldn't help sighing, while he was already attacking this eighth-level low-level creature.
The mist spirit was collected into the waist.
"It seems that this place is still some distance from the top of Jubao Mountain!"
Yun Xiao raised his head and looked at the thick fog that was already blinding him a few feet away. He had a rough inference and thought to himself that there were already eighth-level low-level fog spirits here. If they could reach the top of the mountain, wouldn't it be possible?
Are there really ninth-level fog spirits?
A ninth-level fog spirit is equivalent to a human being in the ground-level realm. No matter how powerful Yun Xiao is, he will probably be difficult to match against such a strong person.
But now that he has entered the Jubao Mountain, Yun Xiao will not retreat easily. Moreover, there are things suspected to be related to the Dragon Control Sword on the Jubao Mountain. Secondly, these mist spirits are a great supplement to the little dragon, so
No matter what the circumstances, he couldn't give up.
Along the way, Yun Xiao continued to fight against Wu Ling, but he also collected some heavenly and earthly treasures. One of them even reached a high-level earth level. This shows that although there are many dangers in this treasure gathering mountain, the quality of the treasures is still better than those outside.
A lot of it.
At this moment, Yun Xiao has no way to take care of Liu Hanyi, Mo Qing and others. If everyone has the means, they will definitely meet at Jubao Mountain. But if they are not strong enough, they will stay within the range that they can bear.
To a large extent, there will be no risk to life.
For example, if Yun Xiao stays here, those eighth-level low-level fog spirits will naturally not pose any threat to him. However, if he wants to go forward and go to the top of the mountain to get the final treasure, the danger will be much greater.
Already.
As the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. After Yun Xiao pondered for a moment, he stepped into the smoke again without much hesitation, facing the next challenge.
With Yunxiao's current strength in the middle stage of the Seeking Realm, at least the eighth-level intermediate fog spirit cannot pose much of a threat to him. At most, it will only cost him a little more effort.
boom!
A few days later, when Yun Xiao put an eighth-level intermediate fog spirit into his waist for a moment, a tyrannical power suddenly burst out from his waist. It was obvious that the dragon had broken through to the seventh level.
It is worth mentioning that Nayao is a cut-out independent space with no air inside, which means that it is impossible to store living things. However, Xiaolong not only lives happily in such a space, but can also break through
Cultivation is really a strange thing.
However, Yun Xiao was very happy that Xiaolong could break through. At the same time, he also knew that the fog spirit was indeed effective in Xiaolong's cultivation, and the higher the level of the fog spirit, the faster it would be able to improve Xiaolong's cultivation.
call...
Just when Yun Xiao sighed with emotion at Xiaolong's breakthrough, a powerful wave suddenly came from behind him. When he dodged and turned around, he found a slightly different fog spirit station not far away.
There.
How can I say that this fog spirit is slightly different, because from this fog spirit, Yun Xiao clearly feels a little more agility. It does not seem to be at the same level as the previous fog spirit that was dull and only knew how to attack.
"Eighth-level advanced fog spirit!"
With Yun Xiao's eyes, he could naturally sense the true cultivation level of the fog spirit at the first glance. Perhaps this was the difference between this fog spirit and the previous ones.
Yun Xiao is only in the middle stage of Seeking Yuan Realm, but the eighth-level advanced Wuling is equivalent to the cultivation level of human beings in the late stage or even the peak of Seeking Yuan Stage. In addition, the fighting methods of foreign spirits have always been weird. Can they be easily defeated this time?
Even Yun Xiao didn't have much confidence in cleaning up.
But as long as the fog spirit has not reached the ninth level, Yun Xiao will not feel that it is a fatal threat to him. He has many methods. To deal with such a fog spirit, it is a matter of how long it takes.
"Let me see what's so different about you, this big guy!"
Yun Xiao made a cold shout from his mouth, and then moved first, and this time, what he used was naturally the invincible power of the ice-cold ancestral veins in his left arm.
Even the eighth-level high-level fog spirit was somewhat wary of the ultimate ice-cold ancestral power, so the fog spirit did not forcefully intercept it, but floated around to avoid the ice-cold power.
A powerful blow.
This speed is indeed much stronger than the previous eighth-level and low-level fog spirits, but this was what Yun Xiao had expected. The power of his ice-cold ancestral veins is not static.
Click! Click!
While Yun Xiao was thinking, the power of the ice-cold ancestral veins suddenly became strong, and then several crystal-clear ice spikes suddenly appeared in the air. It was obvious that the ice-cold power had frozen the air in it.
Real object.
The power of Yun Xiao's ice-cold ancestral vein is extremely miraculous. The method of condensing energy into ice is probably only possible by some ice-cold attribute cultivators who have reached the level of the Heavenly King. But now he has been defeated by him.
The young man in the middle stage of the realm managed it, and it must be said that it was all due to the power of the Binghan Ancestor Lineage.
Moreover, these ice spikes condensed from the air are not just as simple as ice spikes. They also contain a trace of Yunxiao's ice-cold ancestral vein's extremely cold breath. If the fog spirit is stabbed, it will be directly frozen into a piece of ice.
It is not impossible to have an ice sculpture.
There seems to be a mysterious special connection between several ice spikes, forming an unknown formation with each other, so that no matter which direction the eighth-level high-level fog spirit dodges, there may be a certain amount of ice.
An ice spike is waiting for it.
After fighting these fog spirits for several days, Yun Xiao also figured out some of the opponent's methods. For fog spirits that can float in the air like this, it is obviously ineffective to rely on the power of the earth, and this forms a special formation.
Ice pricks are the right medicine.
Sooner or later, in the blink of an eye, the seal in Yun Xiao's hand was changing, and several ice spikes had blocked all the fog spirit's escape routes. It seemed that it was inevitable to avoid it.
It's just that Yun Xiao obviously underestimated the method of this fog spirit. At this moment, all that was seen was that the fog spirit's head, hands and feet were all separated, and they shot out from several extremely incredible gaps.
, which made De Yunxiao even dumbfounded.
Hoo ho ho!
The body of the fog spirit shot out from all directions was reassembled in another place the next moment. Looking at the aura, it was not affected at all by the separation of the body. It was still an out-and-out eighth-level high-level fog spirit. (