Beiyin Great Sage

"Uncle Zhou?"

Luo Xiuying looked at Zhou Jia in front of her in surprise, with uncontrollable surprise and even a little fear in her eyes.

Is this person really Uncle Zhou?

No wonder she thought so, Zhou Jia really changed too much.

and.

Or in just a few days.

Previously, Zhou Jia had a strong body, but it was not exaggerated. His strong muscles were actually more inclined to a streamlined body that was good at explosiveness.

now.

Pieces of tendons are bulging, and the muscles on the back are even more knotted, as if carrying a heavy shield or tortoise shell, full of strength.

An astonishing height of more than two meters, and there are some limits to horizontal growth.

Horses can run on the arms, and people can stand on the fists.

Nothing but!

The legs are like giant pillars supporting the sky, and the wide trouser legs can't hide it. Every time I take a step, it seems to move a mountain.

Even the appearance has changed.

Zhou Jia used to be ordinary, but now he looks like a carved sculpture. Although it is not very beautiful, it is full of three-dimensionality.

He raised his hands and raised his feet, carrying a sense of dull coercion.

This is not a breath released intentionally, but a huge physical body with its own spiritual oppression.

Just like a tiger and a chicken and a rabbit, even if the tiger is sleeping soundly and has no hostility, for weak creatures, the size of the opponent is extremely oppressive.

"it's me."

Zhou Jia nodded:

"Take advantage of some time to practice a secret method."

"Is...really?" Luo Xiuying's beautiful eyes flickered, her voice stammered:

"Look, it's a little scary."

Zhou Jia smiled and said nothing.

The reason why the giant spirit body of Tiangang was able to make such an astonishing change in his body shape in a short period of time was because it consumed the potential of the keel.

This happens only once.

And it's not necessarily good or bad.

Although the strength has skyrocketed and the flesh has become firmer, the speed has also dropped sharply. For those who win by speed, the gain outweighs the loss.

"Brother Zhou?"

Qing Xiao's voice came:

"How do you..."

"Has it become like this?"

"Brother Qingxiao." Zhou Jia turned his head and cupped his hands towards the visitor:

"The seniors have said that this trip is dangerous. Just in case, I took advantage of this time to practice a secret method, so as to increase the chance of surviving."

"That's true, but..." Qing Xiao was dumbfounded, shaking his head again and again:

"If you want me to say, if you want to survive in danger, the right way is to practice lightness kung fu well. Aren't you more conspicuous like this?"

"I know too." Zhou Jia sighed softly:

"It's a pity, I'm not good at lightness kung fu, and time is limited, I'm afraid I don't have time for Zhou to improve his lightness kung fu."

"It's really you!" Until then, Feng Xiao said with a look of surprise, and even moved to Zhou Jia's side, reaching out to pinch the bulging muscles:

"It's unbelievable, your muscles..."

"Feng Xiao!" Qing Xiao's expression darkened:

"Don't be rude."

"It's okay." Zhou Jia smiled and waved his hands:

"Zhou's change is indeed unexpected."

Yun Xiao nodded repeatedly.

She was embarrassed to go forward, but her eyes were bright, she was not as calm as before, and she probably wanted to touch those muscles.

As black iron masters, they saw a lot of muscular men.

But Zhou Jia is different.

The aura on his body is calm and heavy, and there is great strength hidden in his muscles. Although it is hidden, it still makes people feel solid and reliable.

Just a simple stop, the surrounding vegetation is tilted.

In fact.

Zhou Jia's own weight, plus the ax and shield on his body, weighed more than two thousand catties. To ordinary people, every breath was like howling wind.

"Zhou Jia?"

"Really you?"

At this time, the people on Xiaolang Island also noticed the changes in Zhou Jia's body, and they all surrounded him.

Yang Shizhen's eyes flickered, thoughtful.

In just a few days, the changes in Zhou Jia's body are not insignificant. The vitality and blood hidden in his physical body may not be much weaker than him.

This kind of powerful physical body can increase the possibility of surviving many beasts even if they are not opponents.

but to people...

Not necessarily!

Insufficient flexibility is definitely a fatal weakness.

At this time, whispers sounded, and everyone's attention was diverted from Zhou Jia's body, and they looked towards a certain figure in the distance.

"silver!"

"Air piercing mountains and rivers, Mo Shang!"

"The one who certified silver 80 years ago?"

Mo Chang?

Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly.

It turned out to be this one!

As far as he knows, there are only two silver experts in the Xuantian Union who are confirmed to be alive, and Mo Shang is one of them.

Silver is hard to prove!

Every one of them is the proud son of heaven, has a mysterious opportunity, and their strength is earth-shattering.

But thanks to the strategy of practicing martial arts for all the people, over the past 300 years, the Dalin Dynasty has produced a lot of silvers, nearly [-].

The strong silver man has a lifespan of over three hundred.

But in reality, no one has ever lived that long.

The stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility. Every silver strong shoulders the heavy responsibility of the continuation of the ethnic group, and all they need to face are terrifying existences.

One after another, the silver fell, and the latecomers came to the fore.

Successive generations have continued to this day.

Mo Chang.

He is already one of the silver masters who has lived long enough, and is only slightly younger than the 'No. [-] powerhouse in Hongzeyu' of the Zhao family's royal family.

It's hard to verify this record, but Xiaolangdao Library has recorded a few 'little things' about him.

Crush a mountain with one punch!

Ten breaths plowed several miles of land and killed nearly ten thousand beasts!

Going into a volcano and fighting with a certain flaming beast, causing the earth's crust to shake for hundreds of miles, and finally tearing the beast apart with both hands under extreme heat!

Such existence almost goes beyond the category of 'human'.

Judging from the earth's technological weapons, there are very few that can threaten his existence, and there are only a few that can kill Baiyin.

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

"..."

One after another figures flew towards the hillside, falling not far away and clapping their hands:

"Junior, I have seen Senior Mo!"

Zhou Jia also followed the crowd to the hillside. Thanks to the astonishing eyesight of the black iron master, he was able to see this person's face clearly.

Not tall, even a little short.

His skin is as smooth as jade, his eyes are piercing, and he is full of energy. Few people believe that he is a centenarian.

Only white hair all over the sky, fluttering in the wind, a little unusual.

In Zhou Jia's perception, Mo Shang's existence is mysterious and unique, completely different from others.

His aura seems to be integrated with the world, which is clearly visible to the naked eye, but there is nothing on the top of the mountain in his perception.

Instead, there was a will that covered several miles, quietly scanning the crowd in the field.

The sheer size and vastness of this will is simply unimaginable.

Zhou Jia has no doubt that just one thought of Mo Chang can set off howling winds, showers and thunder, and turn the thoughts in his heart into reality.

Heaven and man are one!

he,

Within a few miles of here, is the sky!

silver!

If ordinary steps are like grass and trees, they will fall when the wind blows.

The black iron is like a mound, standing firmly on the ground, calm and solid.

The existence of Baiyin and other ranks is a towering mountain, which penetrates the earth's crust and touches the blue clouds above, with coercion in all directions, which is incomparable.

Mo Chang didn't seem to like making noise, waving his long sleeves lightly, his voice was ethereal and illusory, but it was clear and clear, spreading to everyone present:

"With the hillside under my feet as the core, remember not to stay away before the world fragments appear. Choose your residence, let's disperse!"

……

……

……

Looking at the tree house in front of him, Zhou Jia felt emotional.

How long has it been?

Since leaving Huojiabao, he has never lived in a tree house, and seeing him again now, he has an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Uncle Zhou."

Luo Xiuying clapped her hands lightly and said with a smile:

"How about it?"

"Although I live in the inner city in Huojiabao, I also built a tree house. Three bedrooms and one living room are more than enough for the two of us."

"En." Zhou Jia nodded:

"Really good."