Chapter 1912 The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind
Mu Qingqian naturally understood how important this breakthrough was to her. If she practiced normally, she might never be able to break through this bottleneck in her life.
"You don't have to be so polite, just keep practicing. After stabilizing your cultivation, we will settle the score with those guys."
Zhang Xiaotian said with a smile.
Mu Qingqian nodded, with a look of shyness on his face. After putting on his clothes, he sat next to the spiritual spring and started practicing.
However, after last night's consumption, the spiritual spring here has been reduced to almost half.
It can be seen that Mu Qingqian's breakthrough this time consumed so much spiritual energy that it is unbelievable.
If she were outside, how could there be so much spiritual energy for her to break through?
After a while, after Mu Qingqian stabilized his cultivation, he opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaotian, asking: "Xiaotian, although I have broken through the bottleneck now, they are outnumbered, and there are two powerful people in the realm of the gods.
, will it be dangerous for us to go out?"
After practicing all night last night, she discovered that Zhang Xiaotian was a strong man at the eighth level of the God Refining Realm, which made her very surprised.
She relied on her own talent and countless treasures to reach such a state. She didn't expect that Zhang Xiaotian would also reach such a state.
She naturally felt that Zhang Xiaotian gave everything to her last night, which made her achieve a breakthrough, and she was very grateful in her heart.
It can be said that her attitude towards Zhang Xiaotian has completely changed now.
Zhang Xiaotian was indeed assisting Mu Qingqian to break through last night, because he knew that if he also tried to improve his cultivation, Mu Qingqian would probably not be able to break through, so Zhang Xiaotian chose to let Mu Qingqian break through first.
"Don't worry, I've already made arrangements. Just do as I say later."
Zhang Xiaotian said with a smile.
Immediately, he collected the spiritual springs, and there were almost twenty bottles. These spiritual waters could help him improve a lot in the future.
After doing this last night, Zhang Xiaotian finally withdrew the formation.
The Western strong men who were outside were very bored, but suddenly they found that the smoke on the lake had dispersed, and they couldn't help but become excited.
"Hahaha, the formation is gone, the formation is gone..." "It must have been too long, they can't support it anymore, that's definitely the case..." "I'm going, this formation is really gone, that's great
, now those two Chinese people can only let us slaughter them."
All these people in the Western underground world were excited.
When they saw Zhang Xiaotian and Mu Qingqian walking out, their faces were not only excited but also angry.
When they saw the small island in the middle of the lake, their faces turned cold.
"Lord Salem, look at the spiritual spring!"
Barrett shouted with a livid face.
Just now, the eyes of these powerful people in the Western underground world were all focused on Zhang Xiaotian and Mu Qingqian. After hearing this shout, everyone's eyes were focused on the small island.
When they saw the situation on the island, their faces were extremely ugly.
The spiritual spring that was full before has now dried up, with not a drop of water left in it.
After seeing the God of Death Salen and Iron Fist and Iron Shackles, their expressions turned grim.
It turns out that they came all this way not just because they were full and had nothing to do, but because of this spiritual spring.
But now that the spiritual spring has been used up, how can they have balance in their hearts.
"Chinese boy, hand over the spiritual water quickly. Maybe we can keep your whole body."
Salen, the God of Death, said coldly.
"Hand over the spiritual spring?"
Zhang Xiaotian smiled calmly and said, "We have used up the spiritual spring, how can we hand it over?"
"With so many spiritual springs, how can you possibly use them all?"
The God of Death, Sallen, sneered.
Immediately, a powerful aura erupted from his body, and a real murderous intention attacked Zhang Xiaotian overwhelmingly.
Zhang Xiaotian didn't care at all and said in a deep voice: "Didn't I tell you before?
Lingquan has many uses, such as rinsing your mouth, washing your feet, and bathing. With such a small amount of Lingquan, aren’t we enough?”
Salem, the God of Death, is the king of the Western underground world. He has never been teased like this before.
At this time, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
"Chinese boy, you will definitely die today. Even the gods will not be able to save you."
After a roar, the weapon in his hand rolled with black energy. After condensing his momentum, he slashed through with a single blow.
"Hmph, don't think we are afraid of you."
Mu Qingqian snorted coldly and stood directly in front of Zhang Xiaotian, colliding with Saleng, the God of Death.
Almost in an instant, the two had exchanged dozens of moves, but no one took advantage. The two were actually about the same strength.
People in the Western underground world were all shocked when they saw this scene.
They never thought that Mu Qingqian could be so powerful.
They knew before that Mu Qingqian was still a strong person in the God Refining Realm, and many of them had surrounded and killed her.
But I never expected that the other party would be so powerful now.
They never thought that the other party's injury would heal so quickly. Judging from the current appearance, the other party should have broken through to the realm of spiritual connection.
Immediately these people thought that the reason must be the effect of the spiritual water. They never thought that the effect of this spiritual water was so heaven-defying.
However, there is not even a drop of the spiritual spring with such a good effect left. It has been used up by the two Chinese people in front of me.
The thought of allowing a strong man in the God Refining Realm to break through to the Divine Realm in a short time made these people jealous and filled with anger.
Originally, they could break through the bottleneck and improve their cultivation, but now their dream has come to nothing.
Salen, the God of Death, was completely covered in a black robe, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.
But at this moment, he was extremely shocked. The Chinese woman in front of him was actually as strong as him, and her swordsmanship was extremely good. How could he not be shocked?
The two fought like this for more than ten minutes, but they still couldn't tell the winner, and their strength was evenly matched.
Iron Fist and Iron Shackles stood aside, frowning and looking at Mu Qingqian and Zhang Xiaotian with complicated expressions. He always felt that this matter was very abnormal.
There are so many Wang Lingquan, how can we use them all?
He didn't believe that Zhang Xiaozhen actually used Lingquan to rinse his mouth and feet. If that was true, it could only mean that these two people were wasting their resources.
Anyway, they didn't believe that so much spiritual water was used up by these two Chinese people.
Immediately, Iron Fist and Iron Shackles had an idea, and decided to join forces with the God of Death, Salem, to deal with Mu Qingqian first.
In his opinion, this Chinese boy is nothing to be afraid of. As long as he solves this Mu Qingqian, this boy can do whatever he wants.
Immediately, the Iron Fist and Iron Shackles focused all their attention on the fight between the God of Death, Salem, and Mu Qingqian, looking for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow to Mu Qingqian.
After almost a few more minutes, Iron Fist and Iron Shackles finally found an opportunity, rushed over and punched Mu Qingqian in the back.
If this sneak attack is successful, Mu Qingqian will definitely lose his combat effectiveness.
Mu Qingqian, however, devoted himself to fighting the God of Death Saleng, and naturally could not care about the surrounding situation. He waved the long sword in his hand and fought with the God of Death Saleng.
The iron fist and iron shackles were very fast. In the blink of an eye, they reached Mu Qingqian's hand and punched him with a fierce momentum.
When the punch was about to succeed, a proud smile appeared on his face.