proud of the sky

Chapter 620
The sword light flickered horizontally, shining brightly.

What is even more frightening is the murderous intent emanating from the sword light.

In less than a minute, the sword light swaying across the sky suddenly disappeared, and under the sword light, there were only blossoms of bright red blood left, dyeing the white snow ground below red, as if there was a sudden extra spot on the ground. Like blossoming plum blossoms.

Of course, many European practitioners around are not in the mood to appreciate this.

The few practitioners who rushed to Zhang Muyang just now are already the best among them, and their strength has reached the foundation building stage.

However, they couldn't even block a move in front of Zhang Muyang, and they all died on the spot.

If it's just like this, it's nothing.

What makes them even more icy is that the strength Zhang Muyang showed just now is clearly the strength of a strong Jindan stage.

A strong person in the Golden Core stage, even a strong person in the early stage of the Golden Core stage, can almost walk sideways on today's earth. Except for a very small number of people, the vast majority of practitioners can only bow their heads when facing the strong person in the Golden Core stage. The path of surrender is optional.

"How can Zhang Muyang's strength be so terrifying." Looking up at Zhang Muyang's figure, Andre was already trembling all over.

This disparity in strength made him a little desperate.

Under absolute strength, any conspiracy and tricks are in vain.

And Zhang Muyang beheaded these foundation-building monks who provoked him, and immediately withdrew the divine sword, as if he had just done a trivial thing, and stood in the distance again, scanning everything around him coldly.

The sword just now was enough to frighten the surroundings, even those cultivators at the Golden Core Stage would not dare to strike easily.

……

On another part of the mountain peak, three figures stood quietly here.

These three figures are exactly the three monks who rushed here this time, whose strength is comparable to that of the Golden Core stage.

The three of them stared in Zhang Muyang's direction, their expressions already full of vigilance.

"I didn't expect to meet someone with strength comparable to ours during this trip." The three Jindan stage monks looked at each other, then fell silent, and no one chose to make a move.

The purpose of their trip is to find the treasures in the small world of God Realm.

If the God Realm Small World has not yet been opened, then fight with monks of the same level first. No matter what the result is, the treasures in the God Realm Small World, those with greatly weakened strength, will definitely have no chance to get them.

Therefore, even if they really wanted to deal with Zhang Muyang, these three monks whose strength was comparable to that of the Jindan Stage would choose to wait until the small world of the God Realm was opened.

Although Zhang Muyang's sword just now shocked the European practitioners around him.

However, they were still very hostile to Zhang Muyang in their hearts.This racial difference in identity cannot be easily eliminated.

Therefore, once Zhang Muyang is in danger, these practitioners will definitely add insult to injury and take the opportunity to attack Zhang Muyang.

While everyone waited silently, the spiritual power released from the small nervous world became stronger and stronger.

Half a day later, everyone even confirmed the exact location where the small world was opened.

boom!
After waiting for another two hours, a violent force erupted in an instant at the location where the God Realm Small World was opened.

This is a vision caused by the impact of spiritual power.

The snow on the nearby mountain peaks was shaken by this violent force and slid down one after another.

A huge avalanche appeared.

However, everyone's attention is not on this avalanche at all, but on the small world of God Realm that is about to open.

"It's opened." At the moment when the small world of the divine realm opened, the practitioners located around felt it almost immediately, and rushed towards the opening of the small world of the divine realm.

Zhang Muyang, who was in the distance, disappeared in place with a flicker of his figure.

The three Jindan stage monks who were also located very far away were also full of excitement, their figures jumped up, rushed ahead of the crowd, and directly entered the small world of the divine realm.

There were only four people, and hundreds of figures entered the small world of the God Realm.

……

"What a rich aura, there is definitely the elixir I need in this small world." On a piece of lush grass, Zhang Muyang's figure appeared, stood here, took a deep breath, and couldn't help admiring in his mouth.

He refined the Great Five Elements elixir, and the most important elixir were the five elixir: ice spirit fruit, red dragon grass, sycamore spirit wood, thousand-year-old snow lotus, and black stone.

But these five elixir, no matter which one, are extinct on the earth, and only in such a small world of the divine realm can it be possible to have such elixir.

Now in this small world of God Realm, the aura is rich, and it is most suitable for growing this kind of elixir.

Therefore, after Zhang Muyang came here, he began to search for the elixir he needed almost immediately.

This small world of the divine realm has been isolated from the world for many years. Under the nourishment of the rich spiritual energy, almost countless precious elixir have been born.

Ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Polygonum multiflorum, etc., whose medicinal properties reach the millennium level, may not be found everywhere, but they are not that important.

What's more, this level of elixir is not very useful to Zhang Muyang now, and there are countless more in his Qiankun bag.

Of course, Zhang Muyang wouldn't waste it either. All the panaceas that he could find were directly picked by him and put into the Qiankun bag.

These elixir alone made Zhang Muyang feel that this trip was worthwhile.

Not only Zhang Muyang, but all the practitioners who entered the small world of God Realm were like beggars entering the palace, crazily snatching everything inside.

In this frantic snatching, the entire small world of God Realm was almost in chaos.

Among them, there is even a phenomenon of gangsters eating gangsters. These European practitioners are not monolithic, and they are also fiercely fighting among themselves in the current interests.

During this period, Zhang Muyang did not make a move.

In the small world of God Realm, he and the other three European powerhouses have gained the most. As for the rest, even if they are foundation-building monks, they can only pick up their leftover garbage. In the small world of the border, all the practitioners gather together, and it is not worth Zhang Muyang's shot.

What Zhang Muyang really cared about was only those three European practitioners who were comparable to Golden Core stage.Zhang Muyang really wanted to know their origins. Although he was not afraid, he was very careful when sailing for thousands of years.

Only those three practitioners who are comparable to Jindan stage can threaten him.

But what surprised Zhang Muyang was that after entering the small world of Shinto, these three European practitioners who were comparable to the Jindan stage had disappeared, as if they had deliberately hidden them, obviously with other plans.

"No matter what schemes they have, as long as I find what I want, as long as they don't come to make trouble, I won't bother to answer." Zhang Muyang thought to himself.

Picking all the way, Zhang Muyang's figure finally landed in the center of the small world of God Realm.

In this place, there is actually a lake with a huge area. The water flow in the lake is so clear that people can almost see the bottom of the lake at a glance.

In the middle of the lake, there is a small island with a size of several square meters.

Glancing at the island in the middle of the lake, Zhang Muyang immediately looked solemn.

This island is actually translucent, almost like a piece of ice.

In fact, around the lake, there is indeed a vague cold air exuding.

Zhang Muyang bent down and grabbed a handful of the lake below, a cold feeling came from the lake immediately.

The lake here is simply colder than real ice.

"Ice spirit fruit is cold in nature. Only in the most yin place can ice spirit fruit be cultivated. Moreover, the place where ice spirit fruit grows must be accompanied by thousands of years of ice." Zhang Muyang muttered to himself, but looked at The eyes ahead are getting more and more excited.

Everything in front of him is almost exactly the same as the growth environment of the ice spirit fruit that he knows.

If there is no accident, the island in front should be the place where the ice spirit fruit grows.

"I must get the ice spirit fruit here." Zhang Muyang, who looked overjoyed, rushed to the island in the middle of the lake to pick the ice spirit fruit.

At this moment, an extremely hot fireball suddenly appeared beside Zhang Muyang and shot towards Zhang Muyang.

Although it was just a fireball, the threat this fireball brought to Zhang Muyang was even more threatening than the countless bullets in the hotel lobby before.

(End of this chapter)