Mixed Miners

"You are lying to me?" Yang Ling's face became very angry.

"Oh, let's be it!" The thorns nodded indifferently. "Your Terran and our Trolls are originally dead rivals. They have been killed for hundreds of millions of years. The grievances are too deep. Besides, the last battle, Zu Teng Serious damage, even with my strength, can only break the boundary of this little devil world, it is impossible to take you away, I have to go, goodbye!"

The sorcerer laughed again and again, and his breath swelled, and a sigh of scent exploded from the vine. In the void, a black vortex loomed, and a large number of spar in the cave began to collapse and become a colored cloud. Going to the black hole.

"Boom~"

A sudden loud noise on the side of the cave, a large hole in the rock wall, a purple figure coming out of the hole, purple purple robes, holding a purple ancient vine wand, with incomparable anger and hatred on his face , gnashing his teeth and said: "Torch, the original magic is stolen by you!"

The thorns smiled slightly. "What about me? From the beginning of your rebellion against the trolls, you have only one fate left, that is, dying. I will bring back the trolls to the trolls." In the middle, you are ready to accept the suppression of eternal life, haha!"

"Everything is not over yet, why bother to say so early! Even if you don't have a ancestral root, you are still not our opponent." The giant vine master of the purple dress raised the staff in his hand. "What are you waiting for? Take a shot together, the Lord of the Lord." Do you want to defy orders?"

"Booming and banging~"

Three consecutive loud bangs, and the other three giant vines plunged into the wall, and the three masters came out from the blasted hole.

Yang Ling looked at the four giant vine masters, and looked at the thorns, and then hugged the surrounding hands with a humble face. "Several slow, can I ask a question first?"

"Human, what do you want to ask? If you want to close it, you will have to pay for it. The account between us needs to be counted slowly." Wisteria Mage said with anger.

Hey, Yang Ling stayed a bit, and said that I still haven’t said how you know that I want to be close, but I really want to set it up!

And he helped the thorns, the two or five ruins to destroy their ancestral roots, and if the slayers escaped or defeated, they would not be able to find it.

So Yang Ling quickly said with a sincere and fearful attitude: "I don't know the grudge between you and the thorns. I just want to leave here. If I help you kill the slayer, can you let me go?"

"Ha ha~"

Master Fujio hasn't answered yet, but the sorcerer laughed and looked at Yang Ling with a very contemptuous look. "Get rid of me, a big tone. Do you ask if these four rotten trees and vines have this grasp? Look at you. Help me, I can help you in a while, let you die as much as possible."

"Oh, is it?" Yang Ling was undecided, and he was looking forward to watching the Wisteria Mage.

Wisteria Mage looked at Yang Ling straight and looked at him with a pair of chests. He nodded after a few seconds. "If you can really help us to kill the scorpion and take back the ancestral roots, the grievances between us will be written off. Will also help you leave this little devil!"

“Really?” Yang Ling was overjoyed.

"Hey~, the nature of this suspicious ghost has not changed since ancient times. Our trolls speak and count [Huo Ying]

. Wisteria Mage said very contemptuously.

Well, Yang Ling decided to gamble and turned to look at the thorns.

"Ha ha ha ha ~!" The assassin seems to hear the best laugh joke, the tears of laughter are coming down quickly, pointing to Yang Ling with the staff in his hand, "You are a little guy who is not in the spirit, why kill it? I!"

"Just Laozi is a miner!"

Yang Ling slowly said it one word at a time, then a white light shot from his forehead and shined on his roots.

“叮~, system holders found specific minerals, species: unknown, value: unknown, system is being evaluated... five-level species, value assessment: none, upgrading system minerals illustrations... upgrade completed, reward system holders 2000 10,000 equivalent of ore star currency."

Zugen is also a species that the system does not know, so it gives 20 million star money rewards. These Yang Ling don't care. He cares about the thorns hanging.

The cave was quiet and there was no quiet voice.

The four giant vine masters looked at an empty crater in front of them as if they saw a ghost.

Yang Ling is staring at the bottom of the pit, but his heart is raising an unknown hunch. Zou Gen is gone, but the thorn is still there. This cargo is standing in the bottom of the pit, it seems that it has not disappeared from the ancestral roots. The shock of the waking up.

After a long time, the four giant vines slowly returned to God and stared at Yang Ling.

"Boy, where did you get our ancestral roots?" Wisteria Mage's trembling wand pointed at Yang Ling.

At this time, he is not only angry, but also full of fear. Without Zougen, they can only be trapped in this little demon world, and then fall into the cosmic crack together on the day when the little devil collapsed. www.wuxiaspot.com~ was violent The power of space is grounded into nothingness.

"I still have my roots~"

At this time, there was a roar of incomparable anger at the bottom of the pit. The thorns were like madness. In the void, a fiery thorny giant tree flashed out, and then countless giant roots penetrated the void and swayed over Yang Ling. .

Nima, the pothole system!

Yang Ling couldn't help but mourn. He thought he had killed his ancestral roots. These tree vines would hang as if they were dug roots. I didn't expect them to live well.

So he didn't have time to think about it. When he swayed, he ran to the hole that came in, but his body was still entangled in a tree vine in midair, and then he was waving and squatting on the wall.

"砰~!"

Yang Ling felt a black front, under the violent impact, the vitality was out of control, the spirits were scattered, the internal organs and the skeletons were almost all turned into meat.

"噗~~" A few mouthfuls of blood spouted out of his mouth.

Tree vine did not let him go, but rolled him up in front of the wisteria mage, "said, where did the ancestors go!" Wisteria Mage roared.

Yang Ling opened his mouth and the blood in his mouth blew out like a fountain.

At this time, the four giant vines and the thorns have already grouped Yang Ling in the middle, staring at him with the enemies, and the giant vines and thorns smashed the whole space.

"Haha, it’s useless to kill me. You can’t die together!” Yang Ling vomited blood and turned his hand to take out a dark gold card.

"Ling Clan Card ~"

Just at the moment when the card appeared, the scream of the fear of the thorns turned and ran, and the other four giant vines also stayed for a while, just like seeing the most horrible things, leaving Yang Ling as a bird and beast, panic-stricken bee to the hole Rushing away. (To be continued.)