Mixed Miners

Yang Ling's scalp turned around and ran, and the body flashed and appeared on the side of the thorn.

"Hey! Red hair, you can't beat it, hurry with me and escape!"

The sorcerer dismissed Yang Ling with a disdainful look. The handsome face shook slightly and said: "The escape of this little devil world has long been closed, unless the ancestral roots of these four guys are smashed."

"Where is their ancestral root?" Yang Ling quickly asked.

The thorns waved the staff in their hands and said, "Not far from the northwest, you can arrive in half a day. What do you ask this?"

"Digging their ancestral graves... Hey, Zugen!" Yang Ling said slightly excitedly.

Since the detector suggests that this thorn or the thorn has a special high-value ore, then such a powerful four giant vines should be reasonable. If you can dig it out, the value should be high.

The sorcerer ignored him and concentrated on the four magic vine wizards. At this time, the scope of the lancet has been compressed to less than 100 meters. Yang Ling estimates that in another half minute, the thorns and himself will be the four giant vines. Raw oysters are caught or slag.

Yang Ling did not shoot, he has some fear of these fairy plants, casually touch it will damage the soul, even the weapon magic can not be used, the shot will only die faster.

And looking at the four magic vines, there is obviously no impulse to kill themselves, so he does not want to give his own hatred for no reason.

He didn't understand the thorns. He didn't understand the four giant vines. They didn't care about their lives. They used to be soy sauce and accidentally fell in.

In the past ten minutes and a second, the scope of the slayer's defense is getting smaller and smaller.

Suddenly the voice of the thorns sounded in his mind: "I want to run away, you are not with me?"

Yang Ling couldn't help but stayed, but immediately nodded. Anyway, this guy called the sorcerer seemed to be on the side of justice.

"Attention~!"

The sound in my mind has not disappeared. Suddenly, an incomparably fierce momentum emanates from the thorns, which is several times stronger than it was just now. A huge flaming red thorny shadow appears from the void, and the sky is connected. It is four or five kilometers high.

Hum ~, a large number of tens of meters of hundreds of meters thick tree roots penetrated from the void, whistling and rolling around to sweep out, the empty vines and monsters were swept away by the roots of the tree, in the blink of an eye, Within a few kilometers of the square, you can only see the roots of the tumultuous wandering like a giant python, and the whole space is crowded.

The whole space followed by a sway of shaking in the mountains, and then the faint glint of the zenith flashed a black lightning-like crack.

The four giant vines obviously did not anticipate the sudden force of the thorns. Under a scorpion, Yang Ling and the stick were almost entangled by a tree root at the same time.

"Go~"

A voice rang in Yang Ling's mind, and then the body was tight, and suddenly it was black, and I didn't know where I was.

When the four giant vines emerged from the void, the thorny giant trees have disappeared, and the dense roots of the trees have been drilled into the soil like giant cymbals, and the blind eyes disappeared without a trace.

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It was dark and endless. It seemed to be moving at a high speed. I couldn't see the shadow of the thorns. Yang Ling had to wait for the screen.

After about half an hour, there was a sudden burst of vibration, and then the eyes lit up. When he saw the situation around him, the four giant vines were missing.

"Come on, the four guys are about to catch up!"

The body of the 20-meter-tall scorpion quickly shrank and quickly sneaked into the ground and turned into a mound, turning into a stream of water and fleeing in the distance.

Hey~!

Yang Ling paused and kicked the stick and quickly followed.

The speed of the thorns is very fast, and the traces of the ground are like passing a light and shadow. Yang Ling can't keep up with all his strength, and slowly pulls away.

Your uncle!

Yang Ling looked at the black line and looked at the mound that had disappeared from his sight. He felt a group of grass mud horses rushing from his heart. He now suspects that this thorn is calculating him from the very beginning. Based on his strength, At first, in the valley, you can kill yourself, not to mention the panic that you have to chase into the encirclement of four giant vines.

However, it is obviously not the time to sort out the thoughts. Yang Ling feels that as long as he follows the assassination, sooner or later he will figure out his purpose.

Yang Ling put the stick into the ring and a flying sword floated into the air. He stepped up and then rushed out, and the flying sword rushed out.

After a full half-day time, Yang Ling followed the thorns and turned left and right. The gods consumed most of them. Suddenly, a drop of sound on the detector sounded, and another green dot lit up at the edge of the dial. Yang Ling could not help but see the spirit. Come here soon

Sure enough, less than half a minute~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The mounds turned into thorns stopped in a very desolate place.

The ground is bare and a huge cave appears on the ground.

The black lacquer in the cave, Yang Ling swept with the knowledge of God, and found that it was impossible to see the situation inside.

A red thorn was soon on the small mound, and then the red light flashed. A handsome man who was almost taller than himself stood next to Yangling.

"This is the ancestral position of the magic vine!" The thorns pointed at the cave.

"You deliberately brought me here!" Yang Ling asked a few times.

"Not bad!" The thorns nodded, and a handsome smile appeared on the handsome face. "This little demon world has not come outside for more than ten thousand years. Your appearance is my chance to escape from this place, so my purpose It is to bring you to this place!" The thorns did not hide their thoughts.

"Do you think I can help you escape?" Yang Ling asked curiously.

The sorcerer shook his head. "It's just a chance to escape. If this is not successful, it will not be long before the little devil will collapse. Whenever the magic vine is opened, all the species inside will die!"

"Why didn't you take me to this place directly at the beginning?" Yang Ling asked some questions.

"Because I don't know the location of the vine roots, I can only find this place if I lead them out. Well, the friends of the Terran, our trolls and your people are in the same universe, and they are close neighbors. At that time, they also jointly resisted the invasion of aliens. Counting us, both of us were devastated by the traitor who broke the magic vine. This time I must dig their ancestral roots to report the original genocide."

Yang Ling feels like listening to the Bible, what troll family, what foreign invasion, what evil hatred? It’s all foggy. (To be continued.)