Call of the Legion

The forest of thousands of trees is the most extensive and dense forest in the world of blood elves. Although its scope is not comparable to the forest of the elders of Krytan, it is not much different. From the central area, the radiation circle is nearly a thousand miles, which shows that The vastness of the wooden forest covers the vastness of the blood elven world.

No, the world of blood elves is just a name for players, including the blood elves themselves, who dare not call this world like this. Compared with the huge fragmented world, the place occupied by the blood elves is just a small corner of the world. The area they occupy is not as large as the forest of thousands of trees.

As the blood elven queen said, Fang Huan lost his ability to fly when he entered the forest of Mangi.

Fang Huan's high intelligence of 1150 also made him aware of the strange realm that enveloped the entire forest of trees.

"It's not that you can't fly at all, but that you can't fly above 10 meters ..."

Fang Huan could only walk close to the ground in the dense jungle, and the obstacles were naturally slow. In the end, Mu Xi thought that Fang Huan was too slow and dragged him to the back of Mu Xulong to take him along.

"Can this ride be double?"

This is Fang Huan's first flying mount.

"Master Xiaoying has great strength, and two more people can fly." Mu Xi said, and the wooden bear dragon under him called a dissatisfaction, and Mu Xi quickly comforted: "Of course he won't let the big eagle So many people. "

After Fang Huan ascended into the air, the feeling of familiarity became stronger, just like when he stepped into the earth temple, the sense of oppression, which lingered around, has been lingering around.

There was no negative buff effect on the body, and there was no system prompt, but Fang Huan could still clearly feel that the flying ability brought by Xinghui's body was suppressed.

"Isn't this thing also a **** domain ..."

Fang Huan was stunned in his heart, and suddenly asked Mu Xi in a low voice, "Is there no true **** in your clan?"

"Of course not," Mu Xi returned his eyes.

Fang Huan was still not sure, "So before? Has there ever been a true **** before?"

"Unclear, but the elder grandma said that our Muling family was originally a race bred from the world's original power. It is unique, so it is not difficult to become a demigod. When I level 150, I can also advance with the help of the elder Order. "

"Uh ---" Fang Huan was surprised: "You? Can you become a demigod at level 150?"

The news is so powerful!

The question I had inadvertently heard was such a blast of news from Mu Xi's mouth.

"Well, I am different from ordinary people. It may be because I am the summoner. Anyway, the elder grandma is already preparing for my promotion to the demigod. As long as my level meets the requirements, I will be able to advance directly."

"Bad luck, you!" Fang Huan was envious!

Don't look at the 150 level is very far away, but the upgrade is the least technical thing in the game. If you can only cross the last threshold of life and upgrade to the demigod level, that demigod is too cheap!

This is obviously not an opportunity that anyone can have. Even, this is a treatment that is only available to special players like Mu Xi.

Fang Huan then asked Mu Xi how to become a hero summoner, and Mu Xi's answer confirmed his guess.

"The elder grandma helped me soak in the hot spring for a month, and it's just coming out. What kind of rift place do you want to be like outsiders like you?" Mu Xi frowned a little between her eyebrows.

Fang Huan doesn't want to speak now.

"I don't know if milk plus ice has become a hero summoner ..." Fang Huan thought of the woman whose battle spirit was immortal. According to the news from the rift, it was unknown that milk and ice had not appeared in the rift. However, her level has reached level 50 as early as a few days ago, and she has not entered the rift slowly, which is likely to be similar to Mu Xi.

"It's too much for players like Muxi to improve their strength ... too easy and casual ..."

Fang Huan could not find proper adjectives, so he could only be so defamatory.

"However, although Mu Xi's progression is simple, the threshold of the hero's road is also level 50. So if it is speculated, level 150 is likely to be the lowest threshold for becoming a demigod?"

Fang Huan thinks it is possible, but it is a big threshold. There must be very few people who can promote demigods at level 150. Even the number of players who have been promoted to demigods has a "quota" ...

Can't we all be demigods? Demigod is not a Chinese cabbage like a hero.

Level 150 is too far away to think too much.

Fang Huan can well overlook the forests of Manmu in the air, his eyes are looking for the altar that is more than 100 meters high.

However, most of the surrounding trees are also 100 meters high, and the shortest ones are tens of meters. Even in the air, Fang Huan didn't find the altar.

"It can be inferred from Mu Xi's words that the altar is only about four days away from the western edge of Mangi no Mori, but these four days cannot be a full speed ride or a straight line. If it is a flight, it will take up to half a day. Are likely to get there ... "

Fang Huan looked around for suspicious locations.

At the beginning, nothing was found, but as Mu Xi went deeper and deeper into the forest of Wan Mu, Fang Huan saw an area with a lot of trees in the northeast, and secretly noted the location. If you can't talk about it, Fang Huan will do it himself, and it's not wrong to make two preparations.

"Going forward, Lord Kitty can't fly, let's get over from below."

"I go..."

At this moment, Fang Huan looked at the giant trees in shock, the trees of Manmori Forest were tall, tens of meters short, and hundreds of meters high, but compared with the forest in front of them, The giant trees around the woods of the forest are considered to be Linhai, and these are the tsunami!

The smallest tree in this forest also has a height of more than 200 meters, and the thickness of the tree is tens of meters. The leaves on the crown can easily lie a human, and there are small wooden houses on the place where the branches cross. There was a shadow moving inside.

This should be where the Mulings live ...

"Come with me ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Let's meet the elder grandma." Mu Xi came here, first landed on the ground and led the way, then it seemed to have encountered Mu Ling guard's inquiry, explaining the origin of Fang Huan .

Soon, a group of wooden spirits with similar signs to Mu Xi came around Fang Huan and looked at him with vigilance.

This is also the reason for the frequent human harassment in the clan recently. If it was before, as long as it did not rashly break into the forest of Mangi and destroy it in a big way, Mu Ling was at best a friendly persuasion, not a direct action. ,

"Come with me. Now the clan people are very angry because Jiang Xia stole the dragon eggs. You better not order, otherwise ..."

Fang Huan nodded, and after stepping into this magical giant tree tribe, he saw many powerful tree men carrying boxes of wooden vine wrapped things under the command of Mu Ling.

"What's that doing?" Fang Huan asked curiously, pointing to the wooden rattan box.

Mu Xi shook his head blankly, or a Muling guard beside him solved the doubts for the two, "War ... coming ..."

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