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The hunchbacked old man has presided over countless tree selections, and he has seen too many arrogances.

But this time the tree selection, even he was a little surprised, because this time, there are too many geniuses who have successfully evolved their physiques.

Almost every one of the top ten talents has successfully evolved their physique, and each one is stronger than the other.

Not only that, but there are not a few Cultivation Base breakthroughs.

One by one, the Spiritual Qi whirlpools that appeared frequently, but suffered those third-grade people.

As long as there is such a small movement, the power of requiem that falls to them will become very little.

Li Dao was speechless and helpless about this phenomenon.

He was very upset and glanced at Su Wan who was 900 meters away, who was robbing the power of requiem with a group of Tianjiao.

That high-spirited, smug look made Li Dao decide to take her out when the time comes.

"boom!"

A small sound rang out.

Li Dao looked up and looked at the guy who was just above his head.

His physique seems to have also successfully evolved...

And it also caused a lot of Spiritual Qi whirlpools. Li Dao was just below him. Thanks to his blessing, the power of Requiem was much stronger than before.

Just when Li Dao planned to seize this opportunity to cultivate...

Suddenly, the entire space, for some unknown reason, vibrated violently.

And Li Dao's requiem power was pulled away almost instantly by some inexplicable power.

No matter how Li Dao stretched out his hand to hold him back, the power of requiem didn't stay for him any longer.

What little bastard again?

Li Dao sighed helplessly and looked up speechlessly.

...

"What's the situation? Could it be that the formation was attacked?"

"No...how do I feel, this sign seems more like...somebody has evolved?!"

"Impossible? To be honest, the evolution of physique is not once or twice, but... This kind of movement is the first time?"

"You know shit, this is the evolution of your physique. You can't tell if you look up and see, and the power of Requiem has all run up."

...

One after another, the discussion sounded.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the dots of fluorescent light, only to see strange fluctuations coming from the highest point.

In a short time, these fluorescent lights actually converged into a lifelike ancient tree!

"My God, this is the phantom of the Anshen tree! Could it be that this is the birth of the son of the tree selection?"

"What a terrifying power, who is this?"

"Look at this height... Could it be An Xun at 990 meters?"

While everyone was talking, the faces of the three old men standing on the canopy showed a touch of joy.

done!

Pseudo-Soothing Body is coming!

"My Anshen Clan, is the tree child finally going to be born?" The old man known as Xiaogu was the most excited.

He knows that his own potential is limited, and Cultivation Base is already difficult to go further.

The only thing he looks forward to in this life is to see with his own eyes that the Anshen clan can give birth to a tree that belongs to his own.

Obviously, this wish will soon be realized... It will be realized by An Xun!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a burst of heat in his heart.

But at this moment, the hunchbacked old man headed suddenly poured a basin of cold water.

The hunchbacked old man's eyes were faint, and the joy on his face gradually subsided, replaced by a very solemn one, he said lightly: "It's not that easy, Anxun boy is in a hurry, if he accumulates it for another half an hour, then condensing the pseudo-requiem body, is It's a matter of course, but unfortunately, he is too impatient, and impatient will cause the power of Requiem to be unstable."

As soon as the voice of the hunchbacked old man fell, at 999 meters, the ancient tree condensed by An Xun really changed!

I saw this lush ancient tree, for some unknown reason, it began to wither gradually, and the leaves began to turn yellow and fall off.

An Xun in the ancient tree felt anxious.

He can clearly feel that his own accumulation is enough? But why does this still happen?

"Damn it, condense it for me!"

An Xun's eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness, gritted his teeth, Spiritual Qi was running at an extremely fast speed, and the tranquilizing spell resonated with the requiem power in his body, sending out a wonderful rhythm.

Under the guidance of this rhythm, the ancient tree came to life again.

"Alas..." The hunchbacked old man sighed helplessly. He has presided over countless tree selections and is experienced.

When An Xun's condensed ancient tree showed signs of withering, he knew that this time An Xun's plan to condense the pseudo-an god body was a failure...

This kind of thing, pay attention to is to work hard, and then decline, three and exhausted.

An Xun has missed the best time to condense, and now he is just holding on.

"Forget it, it's not easy to get to this point, let me help you."

The hunchbacked old man shook his head helplessly, waved his left hand gently, and the light green light shone down on An Xun's shadow of the ancient tree.

In an instant, the shadow of the ancient tree became solid, and there was some inexplicable charm.

An Xun was stunned for a moment, looked up at the old man standing on the canopy, and bowed deeply.

Then, with the help of the energy given by the old man, he ran Spiritual Qi with all his strength.

"Congeal!"

Finally, with a loud shout, the phantom of the ancient tree almost turned into reality, and the leaves gently swayed against the breeze.

In the next second, the ancient tree turned into a little aura, flowing into An Xun's body...

At the same time, An Xun's aura continued to rise, and the true meaning of the seven thunderbolts floated around him...

Gradually, the eighth path, the ninth path...the eleventh path, the true meaning of crossing the thunder, began to appear around his body!

The momentum has risen to the extreme!

"Is this... the legendary pseudo-requiem body?!!"

"Oh my God! An Xun is too terrifying. He induces the Requiem into the body, resonates with the power of the Requiem, and condenses the pseudo-requiem body... This is an accidental body explosion and death!"

"Pseudo Requiem... It seems that if a tree child is born this time, it must be An Xun!"

...

An Xun looked brand new, and there was a line of tears in the corner of his eyes.

Since the day he chose the cultivation soothing spell, he has fantasized countless times that one day he can stand in front of the soothing tree and condense into a pseudo soothing tree...

Now, he did it!

An Xun lowered his head and glanced at his own palm. He squeezed it hard, an unprecedented sense of strength lingering in his heart.

He thought again.

Eleven true meanings of thunderbolt, together with the power of soothing the nerves, roared out, waving their own minions recklessly in the height of more than 900 meters.

There was a sense of pride in his heart, and he asked the heroes of the world, who else could rival him?

The hunchbacked old man stroked his beard gratified, and with a stick of crutches, he said lightly, "Lord Shuling, please show me!"

Along with the voice came the boundless Spiritual Qi.

The soothing tree stopped and continued to sprinkle the soothing power, and the tree body began to shrink, until it finally became the same size as the beginning, and then stopped.

The seats that were suspended at different heights also slowly fell.