Turns Out I’m A Big Cultivator

"Although your group of carambola trees are stained with unknown gray fog, the material of the trees is still very good, and they are qualified to be firewood and burn fire for the masters."

Jiāng Liú, as Li Nianfan's queen woodcutter, has a deep knowledge of firewood, and he can tell at a glance that these carambola trees are suitable for firewood.

"Firewood?"

"who do you think You Are!"

The tree of Patriarch Carambola was distorted, and the endless anger turned the carambola on it from green to red. At the same time, an extremely ferocious breath burst out of its body!

It hates others to look down upon themselves.

Because, it was originally just an ordinary Spiritual Roots, it evolved into the original Spiritual Roots through an unknown gray fog, it is not a root, it is somewhat inferior.

Now that he has been degraded as firewood, how can he not be angry.

"You will endure the boundless anger of our star peach forest!"

"Jie Jie Jie--"

Jiāng Liú stands in the center of the peach forest. The surrounding trees cover the sky, and surround him with weird laughter. The terrifying pressure splits the surrounding space and separates it into a special space. The avenue turns into a vision in the void. Summary flash swept.

But Jiāng Liú was still calm, he just took off his clothes halfway and tied them to own, just like an ordinary woodcutter.

The long sword was raised slightly, his eyes were simple and unpretentious. What he saw in his eyes was no longer a tree monster, no longer a Spiritual Roots, but ordinary trees.

Saber Technique, everything can be chopped, not to mention that the face is originally firewood.

Feeling Jiāng Liú’s contempt, the carambola patriarch’s killing intent was even greater, and he wished to crush him, and shouted, "Die to me!"

"boom!"

The entire forest shook, endless branches were rolling, rhizomes rose from the ground, bathed in the avenue, each of them contained the power of opening up the world.

If you enter a Minor World, you can easily crush that Minor World!

Countless rhizomes either melted and turned into giant hands that covered the sky to suppress Jiāng Liú, or like long snakes, lashing around with the force of terror, leaving cracks in the void.

This has become a world of plants, and even the earth has been overturned and no longer exists.

Jiāng Liú said to the sun peach tree behind him: "Drag me up."

"Ok... OK."

The carambola tree shivered under the pressure of terror, and spoke weakly.

The branches trembled, surrounding Jiāng Liú, lifted him over his head a little bit, and came into the void!

"What a terrible force, Jiāng Liú is fighting against plants."

Yang Jian and the others had already rushed over at this time, and their faces suddenly became solemn when they saw the situation in the backyard.

"These fruits are so powerful, let's work together to suppress them!"

The Angel Lord spoke solemnly, and just as he was about to rush out, he was stopped by Jun Jun Daoist.

He opened his mouth and said: "This is a fateful confrontation between Jiāng Liú and Muchai. We should not interfere. This is the most basic respect for a qualified woodcutter."

Hearing this, everyone stopped and looked at the court worriedly.

At this moment, Carambola’s attack had come to Jiāng Liú’s side, and Jiāng Liú’s eyes gradually became more serious.

He sank slightly, raised his sword in a standard posture for chopping wood, and entered a state of selflessness, and said lightly: "Cut the wood seriously!"

Then, flat cut out!"laugh--"

The endless sword storm centered on him, madly overflowing, turning into an endless storm, sweeping up like a tornado, so that this world is shrouded in an endless Sword intent.

The world is like a sword, slaying everything!

The translucent Sword Ray illuminates, and the terrible Sword intent shuttles, cutting off all the surrounding branches!

"Ahhhhh, die for me!"

In the endless Sword Qi, the roar of the carambola patriarch came, and countless rhizomes flew, making this world of time and space constantly annihilated and reorganized.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the vision, there were blasting and roaring sounds, and even Yang Jian and others could only vaguely see a little image of the fight inside.

Xiao Chengfeng stubbornly held the sword hilt with both hands, his eyes were red, and he said with great grief, "Damn it, this kind of famous scene does not belong to me, Xiao Chengfeng."

Gradually, the vision dissipated.

Jiāng Liú still stood proudly on the branches of the star peach tree, raising his sword and looking around, looking a little weak, but his grace still remained.

Under his feet, there are already countless broken branches, and if you look closely, you will find that these broken branches are actually extremely regular, and the place where they are cut is smooth and smooth. This can no longer be said to be branches, but roots. Standard firewood...

The people in Tiangong immediately admired and exclaimed: "Good guy, Jiāng Liú deserves to be a senior woodcutter, this Saber Technique is indeed accurate!"

Jun Jun Daoist directly said: "It's just born into the world, it's a wonderful duel, everyone applauds."

"Fuck!"

There was a burst of applause.

Jiāng Liú smiled and waved to everyone, and said modestly: "You are polite, as an expert woodcutter, this is just a basic operation, and you cannot give an expert a Losing face."

As far as strength is concerned, his Magic power is not even as deep as the Carambola Patriarch, not to mention that the opponent has brought a large forest to fight him, but his cultivation has the Saber Technique for cutting wood. This is from the suppression of Xiantian, yes. The effect of carambola is obvious.

During the fight, he even gained a lot of battle insights.

"Firewood, you actually treat us as firewood, unforgivable!"

Patriarch Carambola's voice was trembling, and its huge body was trembling with extreme anger.

Most of its branches have been chopped off, it is bald, and it looks a little bleak.

"Dead, I must make you die!!!"

Patriarch Carambola’s voice became extremely sharp, and another voice was mixed in it. In its trunk, wisps of gray mist emerged, turning into a gray face, watching with a cold and merciless gaze. Jiāng Liú makes people feel chilly.

"Seventh Realm, the good things that have badly done me repeatedly are unforgivable by the heavens!"

A majestic voice came from that face, unparalleled domineering.

Unknown gray fog circulated on the carambola tree, re-growth its broken branches, and its breath became weird and frightening. The unknown gray mist surged, covering the star peach forest with a gray coat, completely shrouded in uncertainty. .

"A sword breaks the long night!"

Xiao Chengfeng on the side was already unable to restrain himself, he immediately drew his sword when he saw this, condensing a shocking sword, and slashed towards the sun peach tree!

However, the terrifying Sword Ray fell on the carambola tree, but it looked like a mud cow into the sea, without causing any waves.

This made Xiao Chengfeng's face a little stiff.

Unknown gray mist flows like flowing water, accompanied by a sneer, "Under the sky, all your powers are in vain! I will turn you all into white-haired monsters!"

Jiāng Liú stood apart without much panic, but smiled lightly: "Hehe, you finally appeared, Landscape Box."

What?

Landscape box?

"Heaven" was stunned, and then there was boundless anger.

What's the matter with this group of people in the seventh world?

I just called the carambola as firewood, but now I dare to call the dignified "Heaven" as a landscape box!

Why can you give others a definition at will? It's too disrespectful!

"Heaven" stared at Jiāng Liú, and said coldly: "The stiff-mouthed guy, let you become a white-haired monster first."

A branch surrounded the unknown gray mist and slowly entangled towards Jiāng Liú!

Although Jiāng Liú has just made the limelight, his strength has been exhausted, and he obviously has no power to fight anymore, not to mention that his opponent has become a ‘heaven’.

Jun Jun Daoist and others wanted to come to the rescue, but were trapped by the star peach forest. The unknown gray fog was too weird. This was the power above them and made them helpless.

"The other purpose of our coming here is you, how can you not have a back hand?"

However, Jiāng Liú smiled slightly, holding the sword without panic, and after squeezing a magic formula, he gently stroked the void in front of him.

"Tear!"

The space is like paper, with a cut.

In the deep space, I don't know where to lead, and it is extremely calm, only a little bit of strange aura exudes.

Then, a picture that shuttled through the space slowly opened like a scroll.

This is in a woods, with a head of Demonic Beasts moving, and a tall man holding a dung fork, working hard in the big pit in the middle.

He felt something in his heart, raised his eyes and glanced at this place, his eyes fixed on the unknown gray mist, and he said: "Oh, yes, you found the unknown gray mist so soon."

"He is your next player? Not so good, not enough to see!"

"Heaven" sneered again and again, did not take Wang Zun to heart, but continued to attack Jiāng Liú.

And when it came to Jiāng Liú, Wang Zun moved.

He slowly picked up the dung bucket by his feet, and shook it lightly at it.

"Om!"

The void is rippling like water waves, and the mysterious breath is overwhelming the sky, attracting the boundless avenues to gather, and the monstrous coercion comes across the endless space!

The attack of ‘Heaven’ disintegrated in an instant, the dung bucket covered the sky, suspended above the void, and its power was surging.

"No, what kind of treasure is this? It can actually condense the origin and directly suppress me!"

"Heaven" uttered a panic yell, and the unknown gray mist of the whole forest began to boil, and he wanted to escape directly.

Wang Zun said indifferently: "Give it to me!"

The dung bucket immediately turned around, with its opening downward, emitting a force of suction, sucking wisps of unknown gray mist toward it.

"No, who are you and what is this?!"

The unknown gray mist is constantly distorting, it struggles, changes into various appearances, and is pulled by the dung bucket.

Wang Zun replied, "I'm just a manure picker. This is my manure bucket."

Picking manure?

Dung bucket?

"Heaven" almost vomited blood.

It can be regarded as a discovery, this group of people not only define the enemy chaotically, but also the definition of own is weird.

One called himself a woodcutter, and the other simply called himself a dung picker.Too heaven-defying, how does this make others live?

"You... are simply not human!"

"I'm not weird enough, the seventh world is so weird!"

Unknown Grey Mist made the last scream of unwillingness, and was completely absorbed by the dung bucket.

Wang Zun raised his hand, and the dung bucket once again crossed the space and returned to Wang Zun's hands.

Simply leave a sentence, "Let's put the landscape box here first, and you come back to get it."

The carambola forest, which was originally shrouded in unknown gray fog, regained its brilliance.

Everyone in Tiangong looked at all this with eager eyes, and also felt a sense of loss.

They were still struggling the moment before, not knowing how to deal with it, and couldn't think of The next moment, "Heaven" was suppressed like this?

Do you want to be so awesome.

Isn't it too popular to follow an expert?

Whether it's Jiāng Liú, a woodcutter, or Wang Zun, who picks up dung for an expert, this one is better than the other, making them like a foil, without any sense of existence.

Xiao Chengfeng opened the mouth and said: "It's so enviable to be able to follow an expert. The dung bucket alone is enough to make me jealous. It's so handsome!"

Jun Jun Daoist said: "Hey, we have to work hard, otherwise the gap will only widen."

Yang Jian said with a firm gaze: "The expert is also very good to us, and he has also passed down the Taoism. The last morning exercise was definitely a kind of supreme god-tier skill. I have to cultivate it!"

As for the Lord of Angels and Alena, their faces were full of excitement, and their eyes flashed with excitement.

Because they also have an identity in Gaoren, they are feather suppliers!

The Lord of Angels immediately said: "Grow hair, we have to work hard to grow hair! Becoming an excellent feather supplier, you will definitely be favored by the masters!"

Alina nodded repeatedly, and said, "My father is right. Feathering is also a technology job!"

Jiāng Liú is already cleaning the battlefield.

There was a smile on his face, and he opened his mouth to the people in Tiangong: "This wave of gains is too great. This tree has not been eroded by the unknown gray fog. It can be brought back to make new fruits for the masters. Others are unknown. Carambola trees that have been contaminated with gray fog can be used as wood, and the landscape box is also available, which is really good."

Yang Jian asked, "How do you say? Shall we go back to behave with an expert now?"

Jun Jun Daoist shook his head, "It's not enough. The expert said that there are too few landscape boxes, so we can't just take one back."

The lord of angels said, "You said, does the expert mean that we want us to collect all the unknown gray mist?"

Jun Jun Daoist was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "It is indeed possible! It is better to grab a lot of things than to grab them all. I didn't think about it before."

Xiao Chengfeng immediately said: "Tianhua fellow daoist, just tell me that there are still unknown gray fog haunts in those places, let's go straight to take it!"

"Anyone contaminated with unknown gray fog will definitely try to absorb the origin of the world, and ambition will expand, so there are few that can be hidden."

The Lord of Angels spoke lightly, then paused and said solemnly: "However, there are also some forces that are already very powerful and need to be considered for a long time."

Yang Jian opened the mouth and said: "Then start from the beginning, and send more people to inquire about it. Anyway, it's all a scourge. You can catch as many as you can!"

Jun Jun Daoist reminded: "That's right, by the way, I will inquire about other fruits."

In the following days, in the fourth and even fifth realms, people from the heavens began to come and go frequently.

Moreover, every shot will set off a frenzy and cause a sensation.

Because they stared at the forces contaminated by the unknown gray mist, and then aggressively suppressed it!

This allows many people to intuitively experience the combat power of the seventh realm, and Tiangong's reputation is very famous.

For a while, the cultivator, who was contaminated by the unknown gray mist, was panicked.

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