Showdown, I'm a tree

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"Brother, have you been here all this time?"

Suddenly speaking, the little civet also asked curiously.

"Ah."

Nodding his head, Mu Zian also said bluntly:

"I haven't walked out of the foggy land yet, and I've been concentrating on my cultivation. If it wasn't for the noise you made with humans last time, I wouldn't have left the level."

"You should be the 'ascetic monk' in my mother's mouth. You only know how to practice and don't care about common things. It's pretty good. It's much better than those monsters I've seen who like to fight and kill."

Saying that, the little civet also put down the red spirit fruit, and sighed:

"However, you will be going to the inner circle after a while. There, it is not as peaceful as it is now."

"Is the fight fierce over there?"

A little curious, Mu Zian also looked at the little civet.

"Over there, the battle is very fierce. Several demon kings often fight for territory. If a demon general like you steps into the inner circle, it is best to say hello to these demon kings as soon as possible. It's easy to get into trouble."

"By the way, when the time comes, I can ask my mother for help. She must also be able to protect you."

...

Not long after, Mu Zian left.

"Ow..."

With a soft neigh, a white fox jumped onto his shoulder.

But at this moment, Mu Zian was still digesting the information about the inner circle of Shiwan Dashan.

There are hundreds of thousands of mountains, and the inner forces are intricate.

Most of the hills have owners.

There are demon generals and even demon kings.

However, the scariest thing is none other than the Eight Great Demon Kings.

They are the Optimus Prime of the inner circle.

Each one is extremely powerful and terrifying.

There are countless strong men under his command.

If Mu Zian went to the intranet of Shiwan Dashan, he would definitely come into contact with these demon kings and even their subordinates.

"Flying Tiger King, Night Wolf King..."

With one murmur after another, Mu Zian also touched a world that was difficult for him to touch in the past.

These demon kings are all in the middle or even late stage of the Fourth Realm.

The combat power itself is also extremely tyrannical.

The extraordinary demon king can be compared.

And the mother of the little civet should also be a great demon king.

According to the words of the little civet, if something really happens, you can report her mother's name.

However, she doesn't recommend it.

It seems that her mother has many enemies in Shiwan Dashan.

If she had reported her name in front of her enemies.

The consequences, I'm afraid, will be a bit miserable.

"Night Princess..."

Murmuring in his heart, Mu Zian also remembered this name in his heart.

This name, just from the sound, has an indescribable arrogance.

Heartbreaking.

"The mother of the little civet seems to be able to make the eight demon kings afraid."

Recalling the little civet's proud and proud expression when he mentioned her mother, Mu Zian couldn't help being shocked.

Could this little girl's mother be more terrifying than he imagined?

Chapter 132 Bestowing Spiritual Flowers

Saying goodbye to the little civet, Mu Zian has returned to the Gulan Temple with the white fox Ya'er.

Slowly raising his eyes, he could suddenly see an extremely tall willow tree standing quietly in the depths of the Gulan Temple.

"call..."

The breeze comes slowly, and thousands of branches sway with the wind, like a woman's hair, brushing past.

And at this moment,

"Huh..."

Breaking through the sky suddenly, one branch after another seemed to have life, shooting towards Mu Zian's human body.

Fast, unimaginably fast.

Like a bullet, more like a sword.

If ordinary people encounter it, they will be pierced through in an instant.

But now, Mu Zian's humanoid body looked at this scene, but his eyes flickered slightly.

Countless memories flashed through my mind.

That was the memory of Tuliuer's battle.

There are also battle memories of the little old man.

Mu Zian beheaded the human beings he killed one after another, the battle memory, watched it repeatedly, and even imprinted it in his heart, and then cultivated the fighting style of other people's bodies.

Just like now, when the footsteps slammed on the ground, there was a loud bang, and an earth wall less than half a meter thick rose from the ground.

"Bang, bang..."

Amidst the continuous crisp sound, countless branches of Mu Zian's body had been inserted into the earth wall.

His branches, known as the 'piercing thorns', can penetrate even steel plates, not to mention these earthen walls.

And at this time, if you pay attention, you will definitely be able to see a khaki-colored air flow suddenly appearing around Mu Zian's humanoid body.

These air currents lingered, and the surrounding soil and rocks seemed to be drawn by something, and they continued to gather towards him.

Armed with the Earth - one of the favorite abilities of the little old man.

It can bless itself with the power of the earth, wrap itself with countless clods of soil, turn into a little giant, and greatly increase its strength and defense.

Having snatched the talent of the little old man, read his memory, and absorbed his understanding of practice, Mu Zian can be said to be very familiar with his moves.

If he gets familiar with him again and again, he can even make the little old man reappear in the world with another identity.

This is not impossible for him.

He can adjust his face and even his figure at will.

It is also able to perfectly control the cultivation base and abilities of the little old man.

He can even read most of the memories of the little old man.

It doesn't matter if he is called 'another little old man'.

...

The sudden battle broke out, with a radius of hundreds of meters, there was constant vibration.

The willow branches are like raindrops, shooting out continuously.

With a humanoid body, he manipulated the earth and rocks and turned into an earth giant, with his hands around his head, and he resisted stubbornly.

Even though his body, under the blow of the wicker, kept retreating.

Even though his body was broken again and again, he was still the same.

This is Mu Zian polishing this avatar.

Only by constantly exchanging ideas and fighting, can the avatar gain powerful combat power faster.

"If you can master the talents and abilities of the little old man proficiently, you may have the combat power of a half-step master."

Smiling, Mu Zian was also satisfied.

enough.

This is already very powerful.

Next, he only needs to improve the ability of the wood avatar, and it is reckoned that he can be raised to the combat power of the master level.

It's scary.

Just a tree root has the combat power of a master.

However, if you think about it, it is understandable.

Because, the combat power of this tree root is based on the 'short old man, a third-level powerhouse'.

Now, with the support of Mu Zian's spiritual power, this tree root is like a short old man coming into the world, possessing nearly [-]% of his combat power.

same talent,

The same way of fighting.

This is outrageous.

"Thinking about it this way, the more powerful people I kill, the more terrifying the combat power will be."

In the soft murmur, Mu Zian couldn't help shaking.

A picture has already appeared in his mind.

In the picture, one strong man after another climbed up from the ground.

Those are all the creatures he beheaded.

with humans,

There are monsters.

Mu Zian beheaded them all and robbed them of everything.

And they, in a true sense, became Mu Zian's "needed nutrients".