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Huang Xiaolong came under the huge iron tree, waved his fighting spirit with both hands, and dropped an iron fruit. He caught it with his right hand and opened his mouth to bite it. Suddenly, a stream of liquid that looked like nectar flowed into Huang Xiaolong's mouth, and then, streams of water flowed into his mouth. Warm current flows to all meridians in the body.
Huang Xiaolong quickly sat down cross-legged, running the Shura Jue, and constantly refining the power of the iron fruit.
With the refining power of the Iron Fruit medicine, the Jiuyou Dou Qi in the six layers of meridians began to churn, roll, and surge. At the same time, Huang Xiaolong could clearly feel the faint Iron Fruit spiritual energy continuously nourishing his muscles, bones, and even the five internal organs. The six organs and muscles all over his body are constantly solidifying.
Two dragons, one black and one blue, circled behind Huang Xiaolong, and the Nine Netherworld Qi rolled down from the void.
After being promoted to the sixth level, Huang Xiaolong's twin dragon spirits devoured the Nine Netherworld Qi much faster.
The night passed.
Dots of sunlight filtered down from the roof of the cave and shone on Huang Xiaolong's body, making it very warm.
Huang Xiaolong took the Double Dragon Spirit back into his body and stopped the operation of the technique. After standing up, he swung out his fists with a loud bang, and the two fist marks were printed on the wall of the cave more than 20 meters away, as deep as a foot.
The mountain wall shook, and gravel scattered.
Huang Xiaolong's eyes lit up. This iron fruit was indeed a good thing. After practicing for a night, his whole body muscle strength was obviously enhanced a lot, and when he attacked, his tendons were more explosive.
If he continues to practice like this, Huang Xiaolong will be twice as powerful as a strong person of the same level in terms of physical strength and explosive power alone.
Huang Xiaolong retracted his hands and looked around. He saw the Soul-Eating Purple Monkey still sitting cross-legged on the trunk of the iron tree, refining the power of the iron fruit. This little guy didn’t know what was going on. He didn’t need to sit cross-legged to swallow the demon pill. Refining, but swallowing iron fruit, yang fruit, these magical elixirs of heaven and earth, requires sitting cross-legged to refine them.
However, if it were not the case, it would be too evil.
Huang Xiaolong saw that the Soul-eating Purple Monkey was still refining the iron fruit medicine, so he did not wake it up. He came to an open space in the distance, summoned the Asura Blade, and began to practice the Asura Tears.
Time passes slowly.
Soon, another month passed.
This month, Huang Xiaolong spent most of his time practicing in this huge underground cave. During the day, he practiced Shura Sword Technique and Shura Ghost Claw. At night, he swallowed iron fruit and practiced Shura Jue and Yi Jin Jing.
Occasionally, Huang Xiaolong and the soul-eating purple monkey would leave the cave and hunt monsters together.
During this month, Huang Xiaolong has been practicing by swallowing iron fruit every day. The muscles, bones, and internal organs of Huang Xiaolong's body have been constantly moistened and strengthened by the iron fruit's spiritual energy. Compared with a month ago, they are more than twice as strong as before.
Moreover, a few days ago, Huang Xiaolong finally broke through to the mid-sixth level with the help of iron fruit medicine.
Mid-sixth level!
Generally, it takes about a year and a half for a person with a top tenth level martial spirit to practice from the early sixth level to the mid-sixth level, but Huang Xiaolong only took three months.
Over the course of a month, Huang Xiaolong and the Soul-eating Purple Monkey swallowed about half of the more than 100 iron fruits on the iron tree.
On this day, Huang Xiaolong was sitting cross-legged under the iron tree practicing Shura Jue, when suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the cave.
Huang Xiaolong's heart moved and he stopped practicing.
At this time, there was a sound outside.
"Is the iron tree really growing under this huge cave?!"
"It shouldn't be wrong. According to what the treasure book says, it's under the huge cave! That strange smell should be the smell of iron fruit!"
The footsteps were getting closer and closer.
Judging from the voices, the other party should be two people.
Huang Xiaolong stood up, and the Soul-Eating Purple Monkey jumped down from the tree, came to Huang Xiaolong's shoulder, and looked at the entrance to the underground cave with a wary look on his face.
Not long after, two young men in their twenties appeared in the eyes of Huang Xiaolong and the Soul-Eating Purple Monkey.
Both of them were wearing light black clothes, with a divine bird pattern on their chests. They were obviously disciples of the same sect.
The two of them came underground and were startled when they saw Huang Xiaolong and the Soul-Eating Purple Monkey. They obviously didn't expect that there would be a child of about ten years old and a little monkey underground.
However, when the two of them saw the huge iron tree behind Huang Xiaolong, their eyes widened and their faces were filled with ecstasy.
"Iron tree!"
"The iron tree is really underground!"
One of them even laughed loudly and said: "Haha, Wu Qian, let me just say that what the Baojian said is right. The iron tree is under this huge cave. With these iron fruits, we can swallow them and practice within three months." You can break through the seventh level!"
"Yes, by the end of the year, we will win the top three in the sect's outer disciple competition!" Wu Gan, a tall and thin young man, also laughed.
The two of them talked and laughed, completely caring about Huang Xiaolong, a child who looked like ten years old, and a little monkey. In the eyes of the two of them, all the iron fruits in front of them were theirs.
Huang Xiaolong didn't say anything, and stood there, looking at the two laughing people with interest. Judging from their clothes, they should be disciples of a force called Jiufeng Valley in the neighboring Tyrannosaurus Kingdom.
Jiufeng Valley is not weak in Tyrannosaurus Kingdom and is one of the major sects in Tyrannosaurus Kingdom.
After a while, Wu Qian and the two Nine Phoenix Valley disciples stopped laughing and then turned to look at Huang Xiaolong.
"What should I do with this kid?" Wu Qian asked, "How did he find this place? Could it be that he got lost with the family elders and found this place by accident?"
Another disciple of Jiufeng Valley, Chen Yun, sneered: "No matter how he found this place, the secrets here cannot be leaked anyway. This iron tree bears more than a hundred iron fruits every year. We come here every year to swallow the iron fruits and practice. In ten years Within, I will definitely be able to break through the eighth level!" Having said this, he walked towards Huang Xiaolong.
When he came ten meters away from Huang Xiaolong, Chen Yun pulled out the long sword in his hand, looked at Huang Xiaolong and said: "Boy, you are lucky to find this place. It seems that you have swallowed a lot of iron fruit. The iron fruit tastes good, right? ? However, it’s a pity that we met, everything here will be ours from now on!”
"And you can only die!"
The long sword in Chen Yun's hand suddenly stabbed Huang Xiaolong's throat.
"Don't worry, it's just a sword, it won't be very painful!"
Just when the long sword in Chen Yun's hand was about to stab Huang Xiaolong's throat, it suddenly stopped in mid-air. Chen Yun's face froze and he looked in front of him in disbelief. He saw that the tip of the long sword was caught between Huang Xiaolong's fingers.
Just when his face froze, Huang Xiaolong's figure flashed, and a cold blade flashed past.
Chen Yun stood there stiffly, his eyes dull, then his eyes slowly dimmed, and he fell to the ground.
"You're right, it's just a sword, it won't be very painful." Huang Xiaolong's face was indifferent.
When Chen Yun threw himself to the ground, blood slowly oozed from his neck, staining the ground red.
"Chen Yun!" In the distance, Wu Qian looked at his fallen companion and exclaimed. At this time, Huang Xiaolong walked towards him.
"You!" Wu Qian's face suddenly changed with shock, and he backed away in a panic. Even now, he still can't believe that Chen Yun died at the hands of the ten-year-old child in front of him.
Chen Yun, like him, is at the peak of the late sixth level!
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