Village Building Order Frenzy

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

This is almost a certainty.

Because compared to Gai, the traitor of the Tiger tribe, they only killed ten Tiger tribe members, and the hatred value was not at the same level at all.

But if they hadn't escaped last night, with the heads of ten Tiger Clan members hanging and some hidden arrangements of the cover nearby, once the saber-toothed tiger king appeared, it was really possible to eat them alive.

Of course, it is more likely that they will both lose and benefit from it.

As expected of the male protagonist, he is smart and cunning, and he is so good at digging holes for others.

"Stop, it's safe here for the time being, Wu Yuan, hurry up and wash off the bloody aura on your body, and put away the murderous aura on your body, and this matter can't be left alone."

Zhang Yang looked around and said casually.

"Master Village Chief, there are still 59 hours before the countdown to the new task. Shouldn't we go to the Tiger Clan territory immediately?" Wu Yuan asked, he still felt a little guilty, because if it wasn't for being confused by Guy, then they wouldn't have to be confused So the hidden plot was activated, and the time was suppressed within three days, which was really fatal.

"Don't worry, kill the saber-toothed tiger king first, and you think the tiger clan is a soft persimmon. There are hundreds of warriors. Before the right time, we will go and deliver food to people."

"Still killing?"

Wu Yuan was stunned, unbelievable, last night his power was accumulated so perfectly, you old man couldn't kill with a single word, so I ran away with all previous efforts, and now I have to go back and kill again, I don't want to play like this.

"Don't be dumbfounded. The so-called good workmanship must first sharpen its weapons. Last night our weapons were not strong enough. You are a fart. So this morning I will warm up an ironwood tree for you. You can cut it into a suitable The spear you use, the wooden spear."

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

"Third, my research on the fireball spell has made great progress in the past few days. I will see if I can upgrade the power of the fireball spell."

"As for the end, I still have to try to see if I can purify mana from the blood of these ferocious beasts."

"We don't fight unprepared battles."

After finishing speaking in one breath, Zhang Yang started to get busy. He already had a whole set of plans, so although the time was tight, he was still very confident.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yang first threw away a ball of rare beast blood wrapped in a soul force field.

"So that's the case, don't the blood of fierce beasts even have any demonic power? They really rely solely on the power of their physical bodies to erupt. From this point of view, if a beast advances into a monster, it is equivalent to a human mage, and if If you become a ferocious beast at the advanced stage, it is equivalent to a warrior. This power system is really simple and old-fashioned but extremely reliable, and it can also restrain each other."

Zhang Yang bared his teeth. If the saber-toothed tiger king was a monster, he wouldn't have to be so vigilant. Throwing a set of confinement spells on it would open up the battle situation.

"It seems that I not only need to crack the killing aura of the melee class, but also find a way to increase the power of the confinement spell, but the latter may be too late, and there are not many ways, because the confinement spell is a constant spell, and the power of the spell itself remains unchanged. It will change according to the soul strength level of the releaser."

While thinking about it, Zhang Yang didn't stop, and quickly found a suitable tree around, and then opened his soul force field to start warming. Now his soul force field is stronger, so the process of warming will be even faster. quick.

Just one hour later, Zhang Yang withdrew his soul force field and took a few steps back. Without his order, Wu Yuan, who had been prepared for a long time, stepped forward quickly, holding a bronze dagger in his hand.

"Master Village Chief, please step back a little further, because the hardness of this iron wood cannot be cut by this bronze dagger, so I need to use some other methods."

"Murderous field? Can you tell me the principle of this kind of power and the basic way of using it?" Zhang Yang asked immediately. If he wanted to crack the murderous field of the melee profession, of course he had to start with Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan was taken aback, and immediately understood Zhang Yang's intention, "The name Murderous Field is good, but I don't know the reason, I can only say that this kind of power is not simply obtained through the accumulation of murderous aura, but through the continuous accumulation of strength. Higher-level changes in, for example, this."

As Wu Yuan said, he held a bronze dagger in each of his left and right hands, and stabbed the iron wood with the dagger in his left hand, leaving only a white spot, and stabbed again with the dagger in his right hand, it penetrated completely like cutting tofu.

"This is your power, Mr. Village Chief, and this is mine. We use the same bronze dagger, but 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 also be the reason why your imprisonment spell is ineffective for me, it is very simple, but it is very difficult to crack, unless your spell level is stronger."

"As you said, the iron wood I gave you to warm up doesn't make much sense?" Zhang Yang frowned.

"Of course not, Mr. Village Chief, what I just said is only applicable to opponents who are weaker 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 My strength, you see."

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

Zhang Yang was silent for a long time, "I understand, does it mean that if I grow you a stronger iron wood, you can forcefully kill that saber-toothed tiger king without my help?"

"Yes, Mr. Village Chief, this is the case in theory, so you don't need to decipher any murderous aura. The conflict between melee occupations and occupations like yours is inherent. How can it be perfect? ​​No matter how you decipher it, as long as you If you are within a hundred meters of any melee fighter like me, you are almost dead."

"But if we keep the distance, I don't think I can withstand the bombardment of the big fireball. Of course, I refer to the terrifying big fireball we encountered when we faced the orc mage that day."

Zhang Yang was silent again, Wu Yuan's words made him wake up a bit, he really wanted to understand everything he saw, relying on his own soul force field, he wanted to figure out everything clearly.

In fact, not necessarily, and he can't be perfect in all aspects. Instead of wasting time like this, he might as well concentrate on discovering and improving what he is best at.

For example, rubbing wooden spears, rubbing fireballs, confinement spells, and soul force fields, just these four, if they continue to improve, it will be very powerful.

So he solemnly asked again:

"If I can grow you stronger iron wood, are you sure you can kill that saber-toothed tiger king?"

"Yes, Mr. Village Chief, I am very sure that a good weapon can make up for the power gap between us." Wu Yuan also said solemnly.

"Okay, you wait!"

Zhang Yang also became ruthless, he had never tried to raise Tiemu's temperature to the extreme, because it would be a waste of soul power, and there was no need for that.

But now he's going to give it a try.

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

At this time, Zhang Yang was not busy warming up, but raised his head and looked up at this big tree that was already very different, from the crown, the top of the tree, to every leaf.

The soul force field was released, but it didn't compress at all, it just enveloped it peacefully, like an invisible cloud.

Zhang Yang discarded all distracting thoughts and imagined himself as a big tree, his feet turned into roots and went deep into the ground, his body turned into a trunk to resist the strong wind and rain, and the top of his head turned into a canopy, seeing farther, higher, no, it was to plunder 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, a mysterious power was being absorbed by him bit by bit, gathering together .

Then this absorbed power is divided into countless parts and becomes a part of the body.

"I need this power."

Subconsciously, Zhang Yang felt that this kind of power was very useful, but he didn't hold back it, but used his soul force field to participate in it, concentrated these magical powers on the trunk, and accelerated the growth of the internal fiber cells again, while growing In the process, their arrangement is intensified to the greatest extent.

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

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

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

Zhang Yang didn't have too many associations, and he didn't care about the passage of time. He remained in this state until the leaves could no longer transmit energy. Then he retracted his soul force field. When he opened his eyes, it was the sun that had set. It took a whole day.

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

It's not right, 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 mummy whose energy has been sucked away by a vampire.

When you pick it up with your hands, it's a big piece.

There are still many dead barks like this, and there will be another layer after one layer is uncovered.

When Zhang Yang uncovered the last layer, what he saw was a black jade-colored tree trunk, full of vitality, and the thickness was only the size of the mouth of a bowl.

Gently tapping it with your hand made a crisp sound like gold and jade.

"Master Village Chief, this is really amazing. I have seen this big tree evolve continuously like a boa constrictor shedding its skin all day long, and now the trunk is harder than my captain's." Super spears are tougher."

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

"Can you slice?"

Zhang Yang asked him, and the ecstasy on Wu Yuan's face instantly froze, yes, he was powerless to cut.

"So, I'm actually the most professional at rubbing wooden spears, right!" Zhang Yang smiled, full of a sense of accomplishment.

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