Village Building Order Frenzy

　　 When the day was bright, Zhang Yang and Wu Yuan had already escaped more than fifty miles in one go, but the saber-toothed tiger king did not catch up behind them.

　　 This is almost certain.

　　Because they only killed ten Tiger people compared to the Tiger traitor, the hatred value is not one level at all.

　　 But if they didn't escape last night, then with the heads of ten tiger tribes hung, and some secret arrangements in the cover nearby, once the saber-toothed tiger king appears, it is really possible to swallow them alive.

　　 Of course, it is more likely that they will lose both, and the fisherman will gain.

　　 deserves to be the leading actor, clever and cunning, even so good at digging holes for people.

　　 "Stop, it's safe here for the time being, Wu Yuan, hurry up and wash away the **** anger on your body, gather the murderous anger on your body, and this thing can't be forgotten."

　　 looked around and said smoothly.

"My lord village, there are still 59 hours until the countdown to the new mission. Shouldn't we go to the Tiger Territory right away?" Wu Yuan asked. He is still a little guilty now, because if it weren't for being confused by the cover, then they don't need to be confused. The hidden plot was turned on, and the time was suppressed within three days. This is really life-death.

　　 "Don't worry, kill the saber-toothed tiger king first, and you think there are soft persimmons on the tiger clan. There are hundreds of warriors. When the time is not right, we will just give people food."

　　 "Also kill?"

　　 Wu Yuan was stunned. He couldn't believe it. Last night, his strength was so perfect. Your old man couldn't kill him in a word. I just gave up all my previous work and ran away. Now I have to go back and kill again, without playing like this.

"Don’t be stunned. The so-called workman’s desire to do well must first sharpen his weapon. Last night our weapon was not too hard. You killed him, so this morning I’m going to warm up an ironwood for you. You cut it to fit The spear you used, the wooden spear."

　　 "Secondly, I have to break the suppression of melee professional killing aura, otherwise I can't help in the battle."

　　 "Third, my research on fireball spells has made great progress in the first few days. Let me see if I can upgrade the power of fireball spells."

　　 "As for the end, I have to try if I can extract mana from the blood of these beasts."

　　 "We don't fight unprepared battles."

　　 After speaking in one breath, Zhang Yang became busy. He now has a whole set of plans, so although time is tight, he is still very confident.

　　 After half an hour, Zhang Yang first threw away the blood of the rare beast wrapped in a soul field.

"So, is there not even a bit of demon power in the blood of fierce beasts? They really are erupting solely relying on the power of the flesh. From this point of view, the beasts are advanced into monsters, they are equivalent to human wizards. Advanced to become a fierce beast, then it is equivalent to a warrior. This power system is really simple and old-fashioned but extremely reliable, and it can restrain each other.

　　 blatantly grinning, if the saber-toothed tiger king is a monster, he doesn't need to be so vigilant and embarrassed, throwing a set of imprisonment spells can open the battle.

"It seems that I not only want to break the murderous aura of the melee career, but also find ways to increase the power of the imprisonment spell, but I am afraid that the latter is too late, and there is not much to do, because the imprisonment spell is a constant spell, and the power of the spell itself remains unchanged. It will change with the soul strength level of the releaser."

While thinking about it, Zhang Yang did not stop, and quickly found a suitable tree around, and then opened the soul field to start warming. Now his soul field is stronger, so the warming process will be even greater. fast.

　　 After just an hour, Zhang Yang retracted his soul field and took a few steps back. Without his instructions, Wu Yuan, who was already prepared, quickly stepped forward, holding a bronze short sword in his hand.

　　 "Sir Village Chief, please step back a little longer, because the hardness of the iron wood is beyond the bronze dagger, so I need to use some other methods."

　　 "Killing aura? Can you tell me the principle and basic use of this power?" Zhang Yang immediately asked. If you want to crack the murderous aura of melee careers, of course you have to start with Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan was taken aback, and immediately understood what Zhang Yang meant. "The name Murderous Aura is a good one, but I don’t know the principle. I can only say that this power is not simply obtained by accumulating murderous aura, but by continuously accumulating strength. The higher-level changes, for example, are like this."

　　 Wu Yuan said, holding a bronze dagger in each of his left and right hands. The dagger in his left hand pierced the iron wood, leaving only a white spot, and the dagger in his right hand pierced all the way like tofu.

"This is your power, Lord Village Chief. This is my power. We use the same bronze dagger, and the result is so different, because as long as the power reaches a certain level, even a small branch can turn decay into magic. , This should be the reason why your imprisonment spell is not effective for me. It is simple, but difficult to crack, unless your spell level is stronger."

　　 "As you said, it doesn't make much sense for me to give you warm ironwood?" Zhang Yang frowned.

"Of course not, Lord Village Chief, what I just said only applies to weaker opponents than me, but when encountering the saber-toothed tiger king, it is very necessary to have a better weapon, because a stronger weapon can withstand it. Look at my strength."

　　 Wu Yuan suddenly rubbed his hands, the bronze dagger was directly crumpled into a ball by him.

　　 Zhang Yang was silent for a long time, "I understand, if I warm and cultivate a harder ironwood for you, you can kill the saber-toothed tiger king without my help?"

"Yes, Mr. Village Head, it is like this in theory, so you don’t need to crack any murderous aura. The conflict between melee professions and professions like yours is inherent, how can you be perfect? ​​No matter how you crack it, as long as you You are almost dead within 100 meters of any melee fighter like me."

　　 "But if I keep a distance, I don't think I can withstand the bombardment of the fireball. Of course, I mean the terrifying fireball we encountered when we were against the Orc Mage."

　　 Zhang Yang was silent again, Wu Yuan's words made him a little awake, he really wanted to see through what he saw, relying on his own soul field to figure out everything.

　　 Actually, it may not be true. He can't be perfect in every aspect. Instead of wasting time like this, it is better to concentrate on finding and improving what he is best at.

　　For example, rubbing a wooden spear, rubbing a fireball, imprisoning spells, and a soul force field. For these four, if they all continue to improve, they are already very powerful.

　　 So he asked solemnly again:

　　 "If I can warm you up a harder ironwood, are you sure you can kill the saber-toothed tiger king?"

　　 "Yes, Lord Village Head, I am very sure that a good weapon can bridge the gap in power between us." Wu Yuan also solemnly said.

　　 "Okay, you wait!"

　　 Zhang Yang was also ruthless, he had never tried to warm the iron wood to the extreme, because it was too wasteful of soul power, and it was unnecessary.

　　 But now he wants to try.

　　 Wu Yuan nodded and stepped aside, looking forward to it.

　　Publicity At this time, instead of being busy with warming up, he raised his head and looked up at this already very different tree, from the crown to the top of the tree to every leaf.

　　 The soul force field was released, but it was not compressed at all, it was just enveloped calmly, like an invisible cloud.

Zhang Yang abandons all distractions and imagines his own big tree, his feet turned into roots and went deep into the ground, his body turned into a trunk to resist the storm, and the top of his head turned into a tree crown. He could see farther and higher. No, it was for plundering more. Lots of sunshine.

This thought flashed, and he suddenly felt warm all over his body, even the scorching sun in the sky was no longer dazzling, all the leaves cheered, and a mysterious power was being absorbed by him, gathering strands. .

　　 Then this absorbed power divides into countless ones and becomes a part of the body.

　　 "I need this power."

In the subconscious, Zhang Yang felt that this kind of power was very useful, but he did not intercept it, but used the soul field to participate in it, concentrated these magical powers on the trunk, and once again accelerated the growth of internal fiber cells, while growing In the process, they are arranged to the greatest degree of density.

　　 This is a very complicated and monotonous job, and it also consumes a lot of soul power.

　　 But the interesting thing is that when Zhang Yang's soul power is consumed a lot, the energy from the photosynthesis of the leaves can actually restore him in a small amount. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　 "Could this be the truth that the Wood Demon Tower can restore vitality and soul power?"

Zhang Yang didn’t have much association, and he didn’t care about the passage of time. The whole person remained in this state until the leaves could no longer transmit energy. Then he retracted his soul field. When he opened his eyes, the sun had set. It took a whole day.

　　 But what surprised him even more was that the big tree he had nurtured died.

　　 is also wrong, because the leaves of the big tree are still there, the branches are luxuriant, only the bark, and all the bark is dead, like a corpse whose energy has been sucked away by a vampire.

　　 With a hand, it is a big piece.

　　 There are still a lot of dead bark like this, and there is one more layer after opening one.

　　 When Zhang Yang opened up to the last floor, what he saw was the black jade-colored tree trunk, full of life, and the thickness was only the size of a bowl.

　　 tapping lightly with his hand, it actually made a crisp sound like golden jade.

"My lord, this is really amazing. I have witnessed this big tree with my own eyes all day, like a python molting its skin, evolving, and now the trunk is harder than my captain. The prefect's gun is even harder."

　　 Wu Yuan also shouted excitedly, if a weapon made of such materials can't kill the saber-toothed tiger king, he will not be named Wu from now on!

　　 "Can you cut?"

　　 Zhang Yang asked him, and the ecstasy on Wu Yuan's face instantly solidified. Yes, he couldn't cut it.

　　 "So, rubbing a wooden spear is actually my most professional, right?" Zhang Yang smiled, feeling full of accomplishment.

　　 "Right, right." Wu Yuan's head is almost like a chicken pecking rice. What he can say at this time, of course, the boss is the strongest.