Chapter 352 Colorful Gourd Fruit!

The barbarians are located in Qingzhou, with a radius of millions of miles. The mountains are connected to the mountains. There is no end at a glance. In a short time, Ye Qingyan naturally can't get out of the wilderness.

Fortunately, he was not in a hurry to leave.

There are many wild and dangerous places. Although spirit beasts and monsters are not everywhere, it is still more than enough for Ye Qingyan to practice.

He has now broken through the realm of the king. Although he has been practicing hard for two months and struggling with his spiritual power, he is indispensable to practice fighting.

You can grow the fastest in blood, and fighting is the only way for the strong.

Ye Qingyan has always understood this truth, so his hands are covered with blood along the way.

Yesterday, after separating from Wan��er and others, Ye Qingyan had just left, and the killer of reincarnation had been tracked.

This time came six people, two junior kings, and four strong men in the spiritual realm.

The six people joined hands, which really took Ye Qingyan a lot of effort to deal with them, and even injured himself in the end.

is also a junior king, but the other party is obviously much older than him, and his experience is naturally richer than him. In addition, with the assistance of four peak spirits, Ye Qingyan is a little unwilling to disturb him. Finally, he took out the Zixiao sword and used a sword that he could already control before killing them completely.

But this did not make Ye Qingyan complacent. He felt the crisis.

After the snow, there was an oral saying that anyone can attack and kill him, but there is only one condition, that is, the strength of the other party cannot surpass his grand realm, that is to say, as long as the other party is in the realm of the king, he can attack him!

The king's primary is the king's realm, and the king's great perfection is also the king's realm!

Although Ye Qingyan is conceited, he does not think that he can compete with the king of great perfection. In fact, not to mention the king of great perfection, he is probably a senior king. He is extremely reluctant!

He felt a sense of urgency and must step up the time to practice, otherwise the peak king will really take action, and I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable.

Great perfection, also known as the peak!

Therefore, the king of great perfection is also known as the king of the peak!

"There is a long way to go..." Ye Qingyan narrowed his eyes and stared at the vast mountains and forests, sighing.

He has been in the Wild Mountains for more than half a month. During this period, many young people have attacked him for the purpose of fame or revenge, but without exception, their results are very tragic.

Since Su Muyue's death, Ye Qingyan's heart has been covered with ice, and his desire to kill seems to have been completely stimulated. He has never left his hand for the enemy. Those who dare to provoke will be killed without mercy!

Once the success is dead, Ye Qingyan will prove with dripping blood that whoever dares to provoke himself will pay the price of his life!

No one can be an exception.

So, Ye Qingyan came all the way and killed all the way.

The clothes are not stained with blood, and the green shirt is with a sword!

It seems that he doesn't know that he is transforming like a real swordsman. When he achieves it, he will sweep the world with a sword and defeat the world. It is no longer a dream.

During this period, he not only fought bloodyly, exercised his mind, and practiced all kinds of skills, but also did not let go.

After this breakthrough, the ice and fire formula finally entered the realm. As for the light and darkness formula from the light and darkness abyss, it has also begun to practice. Although there is no progress, Ye Qingyan also practice diligently. He also hopes that one day he can control the mysterious power of light and darkness. At that time, the left hand is dark and the right hand is ice and fire. What is it like? The shock?

For a while, the holy fruit of the nine-color gourd spread all over the world, attracting search everywhere, but how can this kind of divine thing raised by nature be seen at will? In the end, it can't be found everywhere, and the ancient people can't do it.

"Although the nine-color gourd holy fruit is mysterious and unpredictable, it is what moves me the most!"

Ye Qingyan raised his head and stared at the amethyst gourd at the treetops.

The amethyst gourd is about a foot tall, crystal clear, and pleasant in shape, which makes people salivate.

Compared with the rumor that the holy fruit of the nine-color gourd can be cultivated into an essence, become a nine-colored gourd baby, and then refined into a nine-turned elixir, this amethyst is much more real.

Legend has it that the amethyst can make all kinds of elixir fruits into wine. The wine is made, and the fragrance is three thousand miles. It is intoxicated. It is the divine object that wine addicts dream of. Although Ye Qingyan is not addicted to alcohol, the so-called pleasant drinking and idle, he will also have fun in wine.

Now I am naturally ecstatic when I meet this legendary wine god that can make all spirits into wine.

"Unfortunate, it is not mature!" Ye Qingyan looked carefully a few times and felt a little regretful. If this divine object is not mature, it will be picked. In the future, its ability will definitely be weakened a lot, which is a pity.

But it is naturally impossible for Ye Qingyan to give up like this. If this kind of divine object can be encountered, it is fate. If you don't collect it, won't it be violent?

Besides, how can you return empty-handed to Baoshan? The treasure is right in front of you. If you leave here, won't you regret it for the rest of your life?

"It's better to uproot it, move it into the void yin and yang mirror, and wait for it to mature!"

Ye Qingyan slowly paced around the gourd tree three times, and finally rubbed his chin. His eyes flashed, with an evil smile hanging at the corners of his mouth, and he muttered.

"Wo!"

He took out the Zixiao sword, slowly chopped it, and soon uprooted the gourd sacred tree. Finally, he carefully transplanted it into the void yin and yang mirror before nodding and being satisfied.

The geese plucked the hair, even the tree was cut, and nothing was left for the owner...