A Good Romance
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When the Treant collapsed, there was a ray of light near its roots. Upon closer inspection, it was actually a drop of green liquid that was pitifully small.
Wood Essence.
Ling Han put away the Wood Essence and continued to search for new Treants.
He had thought that Treants were plant-type and indifferent, which was why he did not directly attack them. Killing them without rhyme or reason was not in line with Ling Han's way of doing things.
But now that the Treants were so fierce, Ling Han could kill them without any psychological burden.
He searched for new Treants and then attacked without hesitation.
After half a day, he had gained quite a lot, but this efficiency could not compare to that of Extreme Flame Valley. It was much better than Frigid Lake, but he had a fortuitous encounter at Frigid Lake, and it had only taken him two months.
If it was here, it might take four months, or even longer.
Ling Han could only hope that he could find a Treant King and gain a lot in one go.
The next day, when the sun rose, Ling Han first caught the little loli to cultivate with him, and then they ate.
This happened to be a cultivation node for him. This time, he had opened another nine acupoints, and his cultivation path had taken another step forward.
Ling Han continued to move. Of course, killing monsters was a very boring thing, but he had no choice. In order to become stronger in the future, he had to endure the boredom and loneliness.
"Brat, stop!" Not long after he started walking, someone called out to him.
The other party was a middle-aged man in his forties. He held a knife in his hand and had a fierce look on his face.
"Hand over the Wood Essence, or die!" The man waved the knife in his hand.
Ling Han revealed a strange smile. "You really want to rob me?"
"Cut the crap, ah!"
After a while, the middle-aged man cried. That goddamn brat had not only robbed him clean, he had even stripped him naked and hung him on a tree. As long as someone showed themselves, they could admire his little sparrow.
How embarrassing.
Ling Han decided to go and rob others as well. This was the only way to quickly become rich and powerful.
Also, the one who was fighting the Treants here was hired by the Pang Family.
He started to get busy. Whenever he saw a Tree-Man, he would beat up a Tree-Man. Whenever he saw a Martial Artist, he would rob them. Sometimes, he would even fight a Demonic Beast. His life was really colorful.
In the blink of an eye, 20 days had passed. While Ling Han had harvested a lot of wood essence, he had also opened 63 apertures.
He shuttled through the forest, looking for prey.
He discovered that there was an incomparably tall tree in front of him. It was at least a thousand feet tall, and its huge canopy was open. Even in this forest, it was like a crane among chickens.
Treant King
Ling Han couldn't help but rejoice. There really was such an existence.
"Don't even think about it," a cold voice rang out.
Ling Han turned his head and saw that not far to his right, there was a young man standing with a sword on his back. His hands were behind his back, and he looked very pretentious.
Although Ling Han also liked to show off, he was naturally unhappy when he saw others doing it.
"Did your family plant this tree?" Ling Han asked.
"Don't be so glib," the sword-bearing man said indifferently. "This is a thousand-year-old tree. It's not something you can deal with. Don't throw your life away. Just watch from the side. Once I kill this thousand-year-old locust tree and take its heart, you'll naturally be able to obtain its wood essence."
Oh, he was taking care of me.
Ling Han looked at the tree. It was actually a thousand-year-old monster.
He smiled. "Since it has lived for a thousand years, it is clearly very good at staying alive. You might not be able to deal with it."
"Hmph, you don't need to worry about that." The sword-bearing man strode towards the thousand-year-old tree. He drew his sword, and a powerful aura circulated around him. It was very extraordinary.
Swish!
At that moment, a black shadow actually smashed down from the tree towards the sword-bearing man.
Ling Han looked carefully. It was a fruit.
Was the old tree attacking first to gain the upper hand?
The sword-bearing man naturally saw it as well. He drew his sword. Shua, sword light flashed, and the fruit was cut in half. However, this was only the beginning. Hong, the two halves of the fruit suddenly exploded.
Under the wild surge of energy, the sword-bearing man was instantly sent flying, coughing up blood.
F * ck, what was this? An exploding fruit?
Ling Han could not help but think of Misty Peak. The vegetable fields there also had such exploding fruits. Watermelons, loofah, grapes, all of them had become extremely destructive weapons.
He had not expected to encounter it here again.
If this really was a thousand-year-old tree, then it could be imagined what kind of killer move it would evolve into.
Squeak, squeak, squeak. A purple squirrel appeared on the trunk of the old tree. Its two front paws held a fruit, and it was squeaking downwards, an extremely angry expression on its face.
Huh, could the fruit just now have been thrown by this squirrel?
Wait a minute.
Ling Han was a little confused. Wasn't this a locust tree? Why was a squirrel on a locust tree? Didn't it eat pine nuts? Had it changed its diet?
Xiu, the purple squirrel raised its two little paws high up, and then smashed downwards. The fruit was thrown towards the sword-bearing man.
Having suffered once, the sword-bearing man naturally would not repeat the same mistake. He hurriedly leaped up, dodging the throw.
Boom!
The fruit smashed onto the ground, instantly forming a huge explosion. Terrifying energy surged wildly, and even Ling Han, who was standing very far away, was affected.
Squeak, squeak, squeak. The purple squirrel jumped up and down, as if saying, "This is my territory, don't even think about invading it."
Was this throw and the exploding fruit the reason why the old locust tree could live for a thousand years without being toppled?
The sword-bearing man snorted. He attacked again, his body moving like a dragon.
Xiu, xiu, xiu. The little squirrel kept smashing the fruits down, but not a single one hit him. Just as he was about to climb up the tree, a terrifying scene appeared. At least a hundred fruits smashed down at the same time.
This was practically a rain of fruits, densely packed, and there was no way to dodge at all.
The sword-bearing man hurriedly turned around and quickly retreated.
Boom, boom, boom. The fruits exploded, forming a resplendent tide of energy.
On the tree, little squirrels emerged one after another. A count showed that there were at least a hundred of them.
Just now, it was they who had smashed the fruits together, forcing the sword-bearing man to retreat.
However, other than the first squirrel, the others had gray fur, making the purple squirrel stand out.
Could it be some kind of mutant?
"I mean, do you need help?" Ling Han asked the sword-bearing man.
"No need," the sword-bearing man said through gritted teeth.
"Then we'll go our separate ways." Ling Han naturally wouldn't listen to the other party. He leaped out and rushed towards the old locust tree.
"I said, watch from the side!" the sword-bearing man shouted loudly, chasing after Ling Han.
Ling Han smiled faintly and swung his fist at the sword-bearing man.
Boom, surging energy surged, incomparably terrifying.
The sword-bearing man was shocked. He hadn't expected Ling Han's strength to be so great. He struck out with a wave of Sword Qi to neutralize the attack. Pu, his sword-bearing technique was quite profound, and he was able to forcibly split apart the fist force.
However, Ling Han had already fled to the front.
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