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Chapter 700: The Fruit of the Saints


Stepping into the tomb of the Holy Spirit is like entering an inner heaven and earth world, and a road to heaven is derived, I don't know how vast and far-reaching.

The world was white, and the avenue under his feet became narrower and colder, and he didn't know where it would lead The old woman ran faster than a rabbit, and she didn't know where she had gone.

This place was empty, but Feng Feiyun could clearly sense a crisis, summoned the Heavenly Marrow Soldier's courage, turned into a spear, and stepped on the reincarnation speed under his feet, rushing towards the depths of the Holy Spirit Tomb along the jade avenue under his feet.

Feng Feiyun's speed is not unfast, hundreds of miles in an instant, but he has been running wild on this avenue for three months, but he still has not reached the end.

"Could it be that you have entered the illusion world, or you have broken into a certain formation that is close to the end of the world?"

The tomb of the Holy Spirit cannot be speculated by the eyes of mortals, and anything that is impossible can happen here.

Feng Feiyun stopped, and turned the Phoenix Sky Eye, wanting to peek into the surrounding void, but everything he saw with the Phoenix Sky Eye was exactly the same as everything he saw with the naked eye, there was no illusion, and there was no formation close to the end of the world.

"It's a tomb of the Holy Spirit, and it's so hard to get in."

Feng Feiyun's intuition told him that something must be wrong, otherwise it would be impossible to run at a reincarnation speed for three months without being able to enter the portal of the tomb.

At this time, there was the sound of breaking wind behind him, and many strong people chased after him from behind.

The leader is a female goblin wearing red silk, with white hair and streamers, graceful figure, jade breasts and round buttocks, leading hundreds of demon clan powerhouses to appear on the avenue of Tongtian, separated from the wind and flying clouds by an infinite distance, looking from a distance, it is like a group of black ants rushing on the jade-like avenue.

"It's a monk of the demon clan" Feng Feiyun unfolded the Phoenix Sky Eye, looked at the end of the Jade Avenue and saw the demon shadow beyond the distant void.

At the same time, those demon clan powerhouses also noticed Feng Feiyun's figure.

"After chasing him for three months, I finally caught up with him."

Lord Yukutaki's speed suddenly soared tenfold, and he took the lead in killing, and across a void, he pointed a finger towards Feng Feiyun, and a pillar of light struck and killed him in the air.

The cultivation of this female goblin is very powerful, and the light that points out contains infinite terrifying power, and the entire void is constantly shaking.

Such a powerful force can erupt through a void, and the regular power is presented above the pillar of light, like lightning intertwined on the pillar of light.

"Phoenix Split" Endless flames erupted from Feng Feiyun's body, and a crimson fire feather grew on the palm of his hand, turning into a huge phoenix claw, bursting out with fifty-six times the attack power, tearing that pillar of light apart.

"So strong" Feng Feiyun's body burst back, and a drop of blood dripped from his arm.

The cultivation of this female goblin definitely exceeds the third level of Nirvana.

Her speed is extremely fast, even if Feng Feiyun starts a reincarnation, it is definitely not as fast as her, and it is only a matter of time before she catches up.

Feng Feiyun looked at both sides of the jade avenue, all shrouded in mist, and he couldn't see anything beyond ten zhang at all, but Feng Feiyun could feel that those mists were full of danger, and once he stepped in, the blessings and misfortunes were unpredictable.

"Boom" Another terrifying aura flew from behind him.

This is a pillar of light, a meter in diameter, shaped like a sword wave, dragging out a tail hundreds of meters long, slashing towards Feng Feiyun's vest.

Feng Feiyun gritted his teeth, turned his body to the left, jumped out of the white jade avenue, and rushed into the vast mist.

"Boom" The sword wave bombarded the white jade avenue, bursting out with huge power, shaking away the fog for hundreds of miles around, but soon the fog closed again like a veil.

After a while, Lord Yutaki fell to the place where Feng Feiyun stood, looking at the vast mist on the left side of the road, his beautiful eyes were full of dignified brilliance, and he was hesitating, not knowing whether to catch up "Lord Yukitaki, is that a human or a demon clan" The hundreds of demon powerhouses behind him caught up and fell on one knee behind Lord Yukitaki, all with black leather covers on their faces.

Lord Xuelong was wrapped in red silk, his fragrant shoulders were half exposed, sexy and enchanting, and he sneered: "It should be a human being, but I don't know how to transform the popularity in my body into demonic energy." ” "It seems that this avenue has no end at all, but the fog on both sides of the avenue is full of danger, I don't know how to choose now."

Lord Xue Long pondered for a moment and said: "This avenue should be a means laid by the Holy Ancestor to prevent outsiders from disturbing his sleep, it's not for us to guess, with our cultivation, it is impossible to reach the end of the avenue, only the ancestors who have reached the Feather Realm can reach the Holy Ancestor True Tomb through this avenue."

The tomb of the Holy Spirit has nothing to do with us, so let's go after the intruder."

After saying this, Lord Xuelong flew into the white mist first, and according to the breath left by Feng Feiyun, he chased after him, and the hundreds of powerhouses of the demon clan followed.

Feng Feiyun didn't know where he was at the moment, there was fog all around, he couldn't see anything clearly from ten zhang away, and even his divine sense was imprisoned.

I don't know how many days he ran in the mist, he broke into a vast mountain, and a thick iron tree appeared in front of him, directly dozens of meters thick, like a wall standing in front of him.

The bark of the tree was covered with iron scales, and the demonic light flowed.

The demon clan powerhouse behind him chased and killed him very quickly, and encountered him several times, each time he was almost alive, and was almost wiped out, fortunately, there were bronze ancient ships, dragon scales and phoenix leather clothes and other means, he could escape here, otherwise he would have been bloodstained five steps a few days ago.

Feng Feiyun's clothes were torn, his whole body was covered with blood scabs, he sat cross-legged under the tree, holding two Phantom Orchid Spirit Stones in his hands, and quickly recovered his cultivation.

There was a whistling sound overhead, as if a sword blade was falling from the sky.

Feng Feiyun's nerves have been tense for the past few days, and he suddenly jumped up from the ground and moved out horizontally.

"Bang" Not a sword A fruit fell from the tree, weighing thousands of pounds, and the whole body was pitch black, very embarrassing, and the skin of the fruit was covered with iron thorns, like a hedgehog.

The whistling sound just now is the sound that this fruit makes when it falls.

A false alarm Feng Feiyun walked in front of the fruit, and stabbed it with the Heavenly Marrow Soldier's gall, making a sound of metal rubbing, and a flash of fire burst out, and then looked at the top of the tree, but he could only see a huge trunk, and he couldn't see the top of the tree at all.

The tops of the trees were completely covered in white mist, and I don't know how high they were.

"What kind of fruit is this, the skin of the fruit is as hard as Xuantie, and it is difficult for even the Heavenly Marrow Soldier Gall to leave a mark on it."

Feng Feiyun turned the gall of the Heavenly Marrow Soldier into a thick-backed combat knife, exerted the strength of his whole body, and slashed at the fruit, and a piece of fire burst out from the intersection of the blade and the fruit.

"Bang" Instead of being split, the fruit was shaken to the ground by a tremendous force.

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When the fruit falls to the ground, it runs as fast as it does on one leg.

"Psychic, this is not the legendary Saint Fruit," Feng Feiyun was quite excited, and went into the ground headlong, chasing after the fruit.

The eight-thousand-year-old Saint Pu Fruit that Feng Feiyun obtained on the copper furnace was already quite extraordinary, and it was only two thousand years away from becoming a 10,000-year-old Spirit Fruit, which even the sages of the Feather Transformation Realm coveted.

It is rumored that a holy fruit needs to be conceived for 100,000 years, and the fruit is pregnant with ten eras of knowledge.

Even if a fool eats the Holy Fruit, he can immediately become a super smart saint and have the ability to astronomical and geographical all night.

Even if it is just a piece of the peel of the holy fruit fruit used to make a soup, it may build a foundation for the child to be psychic, and after birth, he can have wisdom and talent beyond ordinary children.

This kind of heavenly treasure and his own miss, made Feng Feiyun very distressed, and wanted to recover the holy fruit, but after the holy fruit was put into the ground, the speed was like a light, and it soon disappeared, and I don't know where it ran away Feng Feiyun didn't chase it after him in the end, and returned to the ancient tree that was overgrown with iron lins at that moment.

A treasure of heaven and earth like the Holy Fruit, when a generation matures, it will give birth to spiritual wisdom, even if Feng Feiyun does not slash it to the ground, if Feng Feiyun wants to collect it, it will still sense the danger, and will still run away, and even attack Feng Feiyun.

Unless a sage comes, it is possible to subdue it.

"A tree can only bear one fruit, and it seems that there is no hope for the fruit of the tree.

If this fruit tree can be removed and transplanted into the kingdom of heaven, it will definitely become a supreme spiritual root and accelerate the transformation of the kingdom of heaven into a small world. ” Feng Feiyun began to do it, intending to dig out this Shengshi fruit tree.

But just as Feng Feiyun was about to throw the roots of the tree, a strange sound came from the top of the tree.

"Boom" The tree withered at a visible rate, and the trunk with a diameter of tens of meters shrank continuously, until the entire tree disappeared from the ground, as if it had never been born.

Feng Feiyun was a little stunned, but he understood it again, and sighed: "It is impossible for a holy object like the Shengshi Fruit Tree to last forever, since the Shengshi Fruit has matured and landed, the essence of the fruit tree has been lost, and all of it has been integrated into the fruit.

The fruit is out, and the sacred tree withers.

One year old and one withered, one year old and one fruit.

Hey, what's that?"

Feng Feiyun found something in the place where the Shengshi Fruit had taken root.

Some readers said, "A medieval family has an army of 1.2 billion people who have blown it over."

Then Lao Jiu will calculate for everyone, just one Shenjin Dynasty has billions of troops, but the Shenjin Dynasty is not as good as an ancient family, and the ancient family is not as good as the Middle Ages, and it is not normal for a Middle Dynasty family to have an army of 1.2 billion Well, let's count the number of children of a medieval family.

The inheritance of a medieval family is more than a million years, or even tens of millions of years, and we only have a million years of inheritance, and the direct descendants of each generation only have two children, and the immortal cultivators have a long lifespan, and they will be passed on for a hundred years.

That is, it has been passed down for a total of 10,000 generations.

First generation: one person.

Second generation: two people.

The third generation: four people push it this way, and after fifty generations, there are so many family members: 1,125,899,906,842,620 is about 10,000 trillion.

A hundred generations later: 1267650600228229401496703205376.

I don't know what number to use to describe this ahem.

We plan that 99 percent of them died in family competition, another 99 percent died in battle, and 99 percent were cerebral palsy, and there are still tens of thousands of trillions of direct family members.

And that's just a hundred generations, and how many are 10,000 generations Of course, it is impossible to have such a large number, after all, the family will also suffer a catastrophe, and the family members will start counting again, but the members of a medieval family that has been inherited for millions of years will definitely not be less.

Human reproduction is quite strong, and population growth is quite terrifying only if they can afford to raise it, and they do not prohibit childbearing.

In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were only 500 million people in China, and in 30 years, the number doubled.

If you don't have family planning, it will double in 60 years.

Doubling again in ninety years.

Thirty years doubled, three thousand years will be what thirty thousand years will be thirty thousand years, and three million years will be how much It is simply impossible to calculate.

Therefore, the medieval family is extremely large, which is also the reason why the race expands its territory, because the ability to reproduce is too fast: