The Transmigrator’s Cultivation Chapter 192:
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Yun Ling's sword awe-inspiring awe-inspiring, turned into a white light, has already come to the sacred tree.
He is determined, he is not moved by foreign objects, and he does not care about which monks are fighting with each other around him. There is only one goal in his eyes.
So he was the first to come under the tree, and his right arm shook, and he had already penetrated with a sword intent.
The sword intent was invisible, but because of Yun Yu's full strength, a phantom appeared in the air.
It's like a transparent giant sword, thrust straight into the canopy!
"Boom——"
The huge sword spread in all directions, and under the sword intent, many branches on the canopy shook.
In an instant, countless particles rustled down, like a torrential rain, "cracking" constantly. I don't know that there are hundreds or thousands of particles.
Yun Li immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the sleeves of the robe produced a strong attraction. Before they landed, they were all rolled up and put into the sleeves!
The sword intent moved according to his mind, blatantly shuttled through the canopy, with a thousand sword auras, and wherever he passed, more of the sacred wood seeds fell, and Yun Yu was unceremonious and accepted them all.
This whole process takes less than a breath of time. There are many powerful monks in the rear, but they are half a step later than Yun Xun, and it is this half-step delay that gives Yun Xun Shengsheng a great advantage!
The latecomers only had time to see the black and crushed sacred wood seeds like black clouds, which were taken away by the white sword repair, and they were really anxious and a little admired.
It's worthy of being the fifth on the Tianlong list, and it's already ahead of everyone!
When many monks came to the Shenmu in a few blinks, many more were left behind and couldn't compete with them at all.
Now that it has arrived, the first thing is not to suppress each other again, but to collect as many Shenmu seeds as possible, and then talk about other things.
I saw someone stretched their five fingers, the strong wind blasted out of the palm, and instantly knocked down a piece of sacred tree seeds, and then shook the storage ring with the other hand to put them in.
Another monk released a piece of colored silk, plunged straight into a branch, and shook continuously. The seeds of the sacred tree were shaken off, and they all fell on the colored silk, giving him a roll back!
In addition, some people sacrificed a sledgehammer and hit a thick branch extremely skillfully, and they also knocked down many sacred wood seeds, which he put into a storage bag.
There are also those who split their hands and hit the palms of the wind, those who use the claws of the sky, and those who blow with the sun... Such various spells and magical powers are all greeted above the sacred tree.
The sacred tree is tens of thousands of years old. The whole body is extremely hard. Even if it is hit with magic weapons, it can't damage it at all, but the sacred tree seeds are mature, so they can easily be shot down with only one shock.
Xu Ziqing saw that his senior brother took the lead, and before the many monks could catch up, he had collected a lot of seeds, and his heart was really agitated.
Unfortunately, the rest of the monks are not mediocre, and they are not much different from Yun Yu, which makes Xu Ziqing nervous again.
However, when the monks gathered around, Yun Li had already collected a lot of the sacred tree seeds outside the canopy.
He didn't want to be crowded with people outside, instead he shook his figure and got deep into the canopy of the sacred tree!
Xu Ziqing couldn't help but brighten when she saw it.
Brother is very decisive!
I saw that white shadow floating in the depths of the canopy, driving a fierce sword wind, every harvest, there are countless sacred wood seeds in his hands, and its sword intent is like a mountain. Shenmu seeds were destroyed by them and dropped one after another...
Yun's movements are incredibly fast, and his fingers are like electricity, and his body is like the wind, so he collects the seeds of the sacred tree wantonly, and it is difficult for others to approach him.
It is said that people have the heart to follow the crowd. Since Yun Li wanted to get it, he might not follow the example when others saw it.
Therefore, all the cultivators had gained a lot when they saw Yun Li, and they rushed into the canopy, and they wanted to grab more seeds of the sacred tree to take advantage.
Unfortunately, although they were following Yunxun, it was hard to see what he had missed. On the contrary, they couldn't get a few sacred tree seeds. At the moment, someone said anxiously: "Hateful, it's gone here!"
Someone yelled again: "That real person Yun is too domineering, he didn't leave a single grain!"
When future generations saw that the situation was wrong, they turned their heads and rushed in another direction, also saying: "Everyone is fighting for seeds, which one will be merciful? Or change the ground!"
And there was a wiser Jindan real person who learned that Yun Xun got into the canopy, but because he knew Yun Xun’s cultivation was superb at the beginning, he didn’t fight with him, but he was able to stay in other places. , Caught a lot of Shenmu seeds.
Gradually, the sacred tree seeds on the canopy gradually decreased, and it was difficult for many monks to search in large quantities.
But there are only 18 Posuoguo, if it is not the last moment, which one of them is willing to not?
There were some monks fighting each other.
A big man with a length of nine feet slashed a big knife at a young man in a Chinese suit. The knife was full of length and fierce. The Chinese-clothed young man blasted his fist and smashed the knife to pieces, then smashed up and took off the storage bag from the big man's waist.
But there was someone from the back who fit in and rushed forward. Before this young man in costume was able to put away his storage bag, there was a strong wind behind him. He barely dodged, but was cut at his wrist by a sword light to avoid it. After being cut off, the Chinese-clothed youth had to let go, but this storage bag was swept away by a long whip, and another person secretly hid in the side to become this profitable fisherman.
Under such a melee, many monks’ storage rings, storage bags, and even storage bracelets, storage belts and other storage magic weapons will be targeted by people, and if one is careless, they will fall into the hands of others. .
The many monks were not willing to stop. It is necessary to know that there is only a moment to collect the seeds of the gods. If you don't work hard for a few minutes, you will not be ashamed of falling behind by the time!
Xu Ziqing's gaze has been chasing Yun Yu, and he can also clearly see that among so many monks, he is the only brother who is the most comfortable, and I am afraid that he has collected the most seeds.
It's not that there are no monks who want to take advantage of Yun's hands, but it is a pity that they have not yet approached, and the sword aura is aware of its intentions, and they come through the air in a flash and disrupt their footsteps, making it impossible to sneak attacks. And if it is head-to-head, none of the many Jindan real people below the Nascent Soul can beat this "Fifth Dragon List"!
Suddenly, a bell rang, leisurely and endlessly.
On that sacred tree, the cloud-like canopy suddenly withered, and many of the leaves instantly turned dark gray and yellowish, and they were visibly turned into ashes with the weather.
Soon, all the leaves on the sacred tree suddenly withered and disappeared, leaving only the bare trunks and branches, still stubbornly spreading in all directions.
The Huayi female cultivator took off and said in a solemn voice: "The hour has come, please come forward one by one, and show the seeds of the gods, so that the lord can make a decision."
When many monks heard this, they all hurriedly fell to the ground, and they checked the magic treasures in their hands, and they also checked with their gods to see how many gods they had gotten.
Yun Yu was aware of the moment when the tree died, and immediately came out and stood beside Xu Ziqing.
In the fight just now, many cultivators were a little embarrassed because of the multiplayer battle, but Yun Li's whole body was still spotless, but he used a lot of strength before, and his intention to kill was still not dissipated.
Xu Ziqing is already familiar with this killing intent, and is not afraid, but instead smiles and asks: "How about the results of the brother?"
Yun Li put his hand into his sleeve and took out a black ring, which is a medium-grade storage ring, which can contain several large mountains, which shows the large capacity.
Xu Ziqing took the storage ring and found that this object did not recognize the master, but was something that everyone could use, so he swept the divine sense in and swept it in - in a moment, he took a breath.
Densely dense...
Before he could say anything, the Huayi Sister was already counting. She scanned the treasures one by one, and then reported the number one by one.
"Liu Chengjing, Sheng Meteomen, got 1,200 Shenmu seeds--"
"The World Zun sent Deng Hetong and got one hundred and thirteen sacred wood seeds--"
"Kamikaze has no virtual sons, and got two hundred and twenty Shenmu seeds——"
"There is no misunderstanding..."
To report these numbers, many monks are talking.
Many female cultivators in Ruyi Xianzhuang have already arrived here. The high-ranking twelve wishful envoys have long been standing high on the stone platform, and their clothes are flying in the wind like an immortal.
The previous fight has already entered their eyes, and now the number of sacred wood seeds obtained by many cultivators has also fallen into their ears.
Among the female envoys, a woman in purple clothes snorted coldly: "How come these few grains?"
The woman in the yellow shirt next to him shook her head and said: "The more powerful ones are behind, and the first ones are just frivolous, so there are so many talents!"
The girl in the red dress on the other side chuckled happily, winking: "Good sister, this man doesn't have to have many abilities, it's too much."
The purple-clothed woman's willow eyebrows raised: "I have nothing to say with you, don't talk nonsense and disturb my sister's peace!"
Another gorgeous lady in colorful clothes said softly: "If you don't say it, don't say it. Here, you see, it's amazing."
Sure enough, the number read out by the Huayi Sisters suddenly increased a lot.
"Omubai, the fairy gate of Wuling, got 11 thousand sacred wood seeds——"
"Wuling fairy gate Cheng Zifeng, got seven thousand and twenty-five sacred wood seeds——"
"Xiao Narcissus Sect Shen You, got 6,300 Shenmu seeds——"
"Wuling Fairy Gate..."
Those ordinary sects who originally had some hope, heard that the divine tree seeds obtained by their cultivators are so different from those of the large sects, they all smiled bitterly and accepted their fate.
"Those sects can benefit, I can't wait to get some soup to drink."
"How can I compare with those giants when I wait for the small pie!"
"Never mind, I have gained a lot of knowledge this time, and it is also great to get these sacred wood seeds!"
Gradually, the woman in Chinese clothes gradually reads most of the number, but the various Ruyi Envoys on the stone platform frowned.
Among them, the beautiful and beautiful woman in the green skirt was surprised: "It's so strange. There are tens of thousands of Shenmu seeds. Now, when I read it to the present, the total number is less than half. Why is this?"
The woman in the yellow shirt sighed softly: "Someone must have taken the big head..." When she said, she looked into the crowd below with a pair of wonderful eyes.
The woman in the black robe whose whole body is like a sea of vibes finally speaks: "It must be him."
It is rare to hear that the master sister admires a person so much, and they are all curious: "Who is it?"
Immediately afterwards, they heard the lady in Chinese dress reciting a number.
"Wuling immortal gate Yunyu, got 54,000 sacred wood seeds!"
Suddenly, everything was silent.
For a long time, the green skirt beauty Fang murmured: "He actually got half of it alone..."