MTL - Dragon Inside-Chapter 71 Blackwood ten open (sixth more!)

Many of the Tianjian sects around the world were holding their breath and looking at Luoyang. Although no one in my heart thinks that Luo Yang can win this game, it is all curious about what Luoyang will lose. Once Luo Yang loses this gamble, even if he is a disciple of Tianjian's ancestors, I am afraid that he will become a ridiculous object of many disciples.

Bai Shifang’s heart is a little anxious. Although he knows that Luo Yang’s strength is good, he also understands the spiritual gap between Lingtai and Condensed. At this moment, seeing Luo Yang’s defeat has been fixed, and there are some concerns in his heart. And his expression, falling into the eyes of He Yunshu, is a more determined inner thought.

"Boy, today I will let you know that your talent is ridiculous in front of the strength of Lingtai!"

After He Yunshu sneered, he was not watching Luo Yang. The spiritual power in his body was instantaneously surging. The light in his hand flashed, and the power of the watch suddenly wrapped the seed of the mysterious wood in his hand and began to slowly grow.

"Any blackwood seed needs a great spiritual power to be able to give birth. Even if it is a bud, it needs the spiritual power of the early days of Lingtai, not to mention the seeds that have already dried up. What is the name of Luo? Fight with me?!"

He Yunshu’s face showed a smug look. The seed of the blackwood in his hand burst into a dazzling light at this moment. This light spread continuously in the hall, and the eyes of the people were firmly attracted in an instant.

Luo Yang’s look is always the same, with no half-volatility. If he and He Yunshu live and die, they may lose, but if they simply compete in the spirit of the body, Luo Yang has a confidence of 10% to win. After all, the power of the candle dragon is so pure that even Luo Yang himself is hard to estimate.

There was no hesitation at the moment, and the light in the hand flashed, and a red-red spiritual power appeared out of thin air. Wrapping the already dried blackwood seeds also began to give birth.

Time passed slowly. After a fragrant time, the seed of He Yunshu’s seed began to change. A vitality of gas continued to spread on the seeds. Although it was sprouting, it was not far away.

"It’s mad, it seems that He Yunshu is going to win!"

"Hey, Luo Yang is still too impulsive after all."

"Look, there is change in Luoyang!"

Just as he was smug in the heart of He Yunshu, an exclamation suddenly sounded, and the eyes of the people were directed to Luo Yang’s hands.

I saw it in the hands of Luo Yang, the original black-and-white seed of the blackwood, which has now become round and full, and it is a touch of green color. The vitality within it is rich and unusual, with a fresh and natural The taste is scattered in the hall.

The change of the seed of the mysterious wood was not only shocking the crowds, but even He Yunshu was blind and obsessively looking at the seeds of Luoyang’s blackwood. He knew the difficulty of germination more than anyone else. It is definitely not something that a monk can do.

"It doesn't matter, it's just just showing off the vitality. If you want to completely germinate, you have to go far."

After taking a deep breath, He Yunshu immediately comforted himself in his heart. The spiritual power in the body rushed more and more toward the seeds of the blackwood, and wanted to lead the birth of the buds.

But at this moment, there was a cracking sound on the seed of Luoyang’s hand. A green shoot slowly swells out the new leaves from the blackwood seeds. After a few breaths, it has grown to the size of a knuckle.

On the green sprouts, a thick life is constantly spreading, and the hall is dead. Everyone is shocked to see the new shoot in Luo Yang’s hand, with a dull look on his face.

"How? Do you want to continue to compare?"

Looking at the incredible He Yunshu, Luo Yang said faintly, the voice was very calm.

He Yunshu looked at the new shoot with disappointment. After hearing the words of Luo Yang, the look on his face suddenly changed. He bit his head and said: "It’s just that a new shoot has just been born. We are more than the new shoots that can give birth to you. Haven't won yet!"

"He Yunshu! You used to say that whoever gave birth first is the winner!" Bai Shifang’s heart is more admired by Luo Yang. Seeing He Yunshu’s swearing, he is angry and shouting.

"Hey, if you don't dare, then this gamble will be void!"

He Yunshu's look is gloomy. Although he knows that his actions are not shameful to others, if he really admits to lose, then he will be completely finished. At this moment, I can only bite my head and scream at Luo Yang: "If you have a surname, you dare not continue to compare!"

"If you don't give up, then I will fulfill you."

After the brows were slightly wrinkled, Luo Yang said with a deep voice that the spiritual power in the body was no longer preserved, and they rushed out in an instant, constantly gathering in the hands.

Seeing Luo Yang promised, when He Yunshu's heart was relieved, his face was also showing a trace of hotness. After he slammed his palm against his chest, a piece of blood was sprayed directly on the seeds of the blackwood.

"Give me a drive!"

He Yunshu’s look whispered, and the seeds of the blackwood in his hand burst instantly, revealing a new green shoot, which was not weaker than the one in Luoyang’s hand.

"Despicable, actually spent repairing and Shouyuan to give birth to blackwood seeds!"

"Since it is the birth of the matter, then He Yunshu is not illegal."

"I don't know Luo Yang, he can still... huh?"

Just when everyone thought that Yunshu spent a lot of money to promote the seeds of the blackwood, and there was a lot of discussion, Luo Yang’s hand was a flash of light, and the blackwood seed slammed on it, growing a green sprout here. .

"The second!!"

"how is this possible……"

"It's not that every time a child is born, the spiritual power needed is doubled..."

A voice of exclamation is like a sword, inserted in the heart of He Yunshu, He Yunshu's eyes are red, look at the two new shoots in Luo Yang's hands, the whole person is in a state of madness, constantly whispering.

"This is impossible!! This is impossible!! No...."

The words of He Yunshu have not yet fallen, and the sound of breaking one after another has sounded from the hands of Luo Yang. I saw that after the second sprout, the seed of the blackwood actually opened the third, the fourth, the fifth. ... has been driving to the tenth sprout, only to stop.

All this is just a few breaths of breathing. When the people come back to God, the seeds of Luoyang’s blackwood have been turned into a green sprout. When they look far away, they are very lush.

"Ten Xuanmu sprouts!!!"

In the hall, all the disciples were shocked and looked at the ten saplings of Luoyang’s hands, and they took a breath. Even He Yunshu, who looks like a sly, is also dull, and the whole person is stupid in the same place.