After coming to this world for more than a year, Lu Ming has been living in the shadow of crisis. If it weren't for Lao Hei picking him up from outside the city, he probably wouldn't have survived even a day.

If it weren't for the assistance of time and space in his body, he might have died in Sun Ze's calculations, or in the contest between the Demon Division and the county government.

For more than a year, everything is just to survive in this other world. In order to survive, even if he has a certain amount of self-preservation, he doesn't dare to publicize it, because this is a world where the weak eat the strong, and the weak are not just exploited, but will really die, and they don't even know why they died.

Therefore, Lu Ming has always been cautious in his actions in the city, and only when he arrives in this sparsely populated barren mountain range does he dare to let go of a little, covet a few shares of fun, and experience the otherworldly customs.

In many cases, the human heart is more terrible than the evil spirit, and the calculation between people is the real one who cannot be prevented, and if it is not prepared, it will be wasted.

Fortunately, Lu Ming also met Lao Hei and Tie Lihua in this different world, and they are relatives who are also teachers and friends, and they are the people who really make him feel warm. Therefore, Lu Ming did not hesitate to offend a six-grade marquis to protect this rare friendship.

Wang Erniu, who was walking and stopping in front of him, did not look back, so as not to be scolded by Ding Qiang again and again.

Just as he had climbed over a hill and walked past a cliff, a black shadow suddenly pierced the night and crept in the cold wind.

Wang Erniu's reaction was not unpleasant, and the aura in his body was touched and stimulated like instinct, forming a protective spiritual power that covered his whole body.

Although the Protector Aura, although not as tough and strong as a true martial artist, it is not useless, and at least it can buy some time to cast spells.

It's a pity that Wang Erniu really didn't have any spells available, so he could only watch the black shadow gradually pierce the spiritual light, and shouted for help in a panic.

Ding Qiang jumped forward, the long knife in his hand, and slashed down at the black shadow, knocking it to the ground.

Only then did the two of them have a chance to take a closer look, but it turned out to be just a slender pine leaf, like a knife and a sword, and the cold light was shining.

"It's a mountain pine spirit!" the two looked at each other, and hurriedly looked around, and finally found the huge green pine swaying in the wind in the middle of the cliff.

Xiuxiu......

A series of sonic booms rang out, and pine needles fell off the green pines, and then shot out at lightning speed, enveloping the two of them in a three-foot radius.

"You're useless, get out of the way. Ding Qiang didn't see Lu Ming's figure, and shouted softly at Wang Erniu, who was pale, the long knife in his hand was rounded, and a knife curtain was waved in front of him, blocking countless pine needles.

However, the green pine did not stop there, but the pine branches drooped suddenly, with a strong sound of breaking the air, rushing to the face, and the momentum made Ding Qiang also feel a little drumming in his heart.

The strength of this green pine, I am afraid that it is already more than the late stage of the ninth grade, and the key is that the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and there are killing machines hidden everywhere, which is really difficult to deal with.

"Fighting and retreating, as long as you get out of its territory, it should be fine. Ding Qiang repelled the pine branch with a knife, felt a huge force coming, and knew that he couldn't resist for too long, so he hurriedly shouted at Wang Erniu, who was spinning his legs and stomachs on the side.

At this time, the green pine no longer gave them a chance, and it seemed that the tentative attack satisfied it, and it suddenly hung down dozens of pine branches, attacking the two from all directions.

Ding Qiang's face was ugly, this feeling was like facing dozens of nine-rank masters in the same realm at the same time, how could he fight?

"Go ahead, leave it to me here. At this moment, a familiar voice sounded, and a sword light suddenly fell from the sky, like a lightning flash, knocking back the pine branches and sending them away.

The person who came was naturally Lu Ming, who was watching the battle for a moment in mid-air, he saw the spirit monster for the first time, and he also wanted to see the attack method of this thing, and when he saw that Ding Qiang was already out of power, he appeared and took out the knife, ready to collect this mountain pine spirit.

"Be careful, sir. Ding Qiang's words fell, grabbed Wang Erniu's collar, and the rabbit fell and ran away.

Of course, the mountain pine didn't want to let go of the delicious taste in his mouth, but where would Lu Ming give him the opportunity to pursue, and when the thunder knife came out again, he was no longer merciful, and when the misty knife light fell, more than a dozen pine branches had already been cut off.

Lu Ming carefully realized that this kind of spirit had a very large power base, and it seemed to be a mixed energy between pure spiritual power and qi and blood power, which was several times stronger than ordinary true martial artists and supernatural people in the same realm.

In addition, although the mountain pine spirit monster does not know martial arts and spells, it also has its innate advantages, the pine branches are like arms, and the thousands of pine needles are comparable to countless hidden weapons, and ordinary humans in the same realm are probably not opponents.

The only disadvantage is that this spirit is rooted in place, unable to move and hunt, as long as it can get out of its territory, it is safe.

Of course, Lu Ming didn't want to escape, he finally waited for the spirit to appear, so naturally he wanted to take it and try to see if it could be converted into space-time power.

Without using supernatural powers and spells, Lu Ming fixed his eyes on the mountain pine at a height of five zhang, smiled slightly, jumped with a knife, climbed the wall, and attacked the thick trunk directly.

The green pine was psychic, and realized Lu Ming's intentions, and suddenly the pine branches danced wildly, and the pine needles rained down, enveloping Lu Ming's body up and down.

Lu Ming was not afraid, the golden light of the protective body knocked down all the pine needles, and the sword light flashed like thunder, and the pine branches were broken and flying everywhere they passed, which was irresistible.

As an eight-rank consummate true martial artist, if he can't even solve this old pine spirit, then he really doesn't need to go to any wilderness to find treasure mountains.

By the time Lu Ming approached the pine trunk of the mountain, the spirit was about to turn into a 'light pole commander', leaving only the thick trunk trembling and swaying slightly, as if it was begging for mercy.

Lu Ming naturally wouldn't be merciful at this moment, and the lancet slashed through the trunk of the old pine, bringing up a handful of pale golden liquid, like the blood of a spirit.

"Hmm, I couldn't cut it with this knife. Lu Ming was a little surprised, although it was just a thunderous sword of the Nine Rank Consummation Realm just now, it was enough to kill a true martial artist in the same realm, but he didn't expect that it only cut through the thick bark of the old pine and stopped at three inches.

It can be seen from this that the trunk of this mountain pine spirit is so tough and difficult to break.

The mountain pine seemed to be angry in pain, and under the withering of pine branches and pine leaves, its trunk bent violently and smashed into the top of Lu Ming's head, sinking with great force, which could be regarded as a fatal blow.

It's a pity that Lu Ming just lightly touched the bare trunk, like a feather fluttering up, and then fell down with a knife at the root of the tree.

With this sword, he used the power of the qi and blood of the eight-rank true martial artist, although it was still the Thunder Knife Technique, but the power suddenly increased several times.

Scold!

The sword flashed, the trunk of the old pine tree broke in two, and the vitality gradually dissipated.

Lu Ming put away his knife and hung it in the air, the time and space in his body throbbed, and the torso of the mountain pine spirit and the roots in the stone crevice disappeared.

"Good guy!" Lu Ming looked inward, and suddenly exclaimed, the power of time and space had soared by more than five points.