Chapter 62: Return to the Horse Pistol

When the sky was bright, Zhang Yang and Wu Yuan had already escaped more than fifty miles in one go, and there was no saber-toothed tiger king behind them to catch up.

It's almost a sure thing.

Because compared to Gai, a traitor to the Tiger Clan, they only killed ten Tiger Clansmen, and the hatred value is not at the same level at all.

But if they hadn't fled last night, then with the heads of ten tiger clansmen hanging on them, and some secret arrangements nearby, the saber-toothed tiger king might really have eaten them alive once he appeared.

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

is worthy of being the hero, smart and cunning, and even digging pits for people is so good.

"Stop, it's safe here for the time being, Wu Yuan, you hurry up and wash the bloody qi on your body, and collect the murderous aura on your body, and this matter can't be counted like this. ”

Zhang Yang looked around and said casually.

"Village Chief, there are still 59 hours left before the countdown to the new mission, shouldn't we go to the Tiger Clan's territory right away?" Wu Yuan asked, he was still a little guilty, because if he hadn't been confused by Gai, then they wouldn't have to start the hidden plot without being confused, and as a result, the time was suppressed in three days, which was really fatal.

"Don't worry, let's kill the saber-toothed tiger king first, and you think the tiger clan is a soft persimmon on the side, hundreds of warriors, when the time is not right, we will go to deliver food to people." ”

"Still killing?"

Wu Yuan was stunned, he couldn't believe it, his strength was so perfect last night, you old man can't kill it with a word, I will run away with all my efforts, and now I have to go back and kill it again, don't take it like this.

"Don't be stunned, the so-called work must first sharpen its weapons if you want to do a good job, last night our weapons were not too hard, you kill a fart, so this morning I will give you a warm iron wood, you cut it into a spear suitable for your use, a wooden spear. ”

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

"Thirdly, my research on fireball spells has made a lot of progress in the first few days, and I'll see if I can upgrade the power of fireball spells. ”

"As for the end, I'm going to try to see if I can extract mana from the blood of these beasts. ”

"We don't fight unprepared battles. ”

After saying it in one breath, Zhang Yang began to get busy, he now has a complete set of plans, so although the time is pressing, he is still very confident.

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

"I see, the blood of the beast doesn't even have a little demonic power? They really rely on the power of the flesh to explode, in this way, the beast advanced into a monster, it is equivalent to a human mage, and if it advances to become a fierce beast, it is equivalent to a warrior, this power system is really simple and old-fashioned but extremely reliable, and can also restrain each other. ”

Zhang Yang grinned, if the saber-toothed tiger king was a monster, he didn't need to be so vigilant and embarrassed, a set of imprisoning spells could open the battle situation by throwing it up.

"It seems that I not only want to crack the murderous aura of the melee class, but also find a way to increase the power of the imprisoning spell, but the latter is afraid that it will be too late, and there is not much to do, because the imprisoning spell is a constant spell, and the power of the spell itself remains the same, and it will change with the soul strength level of the releaser. ”

While thinking, Zhang Yang didn't stop, and quickly found a suitable tree around, and then opened his soul force field and began to recuperate, now his soul force field is stronger, so this recuperation process will be faster.

Just an hour later, Zhang Yang retracted his soul force field and took a few steps back, and without his orders, Wu Yuan, who had already been prepared, stepped forward quickly, holding a bronze short sword in his hand.

"Elder Village, please step back a little longer, for this ironwood is too hard for this bronze short sword to cut, so I need to use some other methods. ”

"Killing aura, can you tell me the principle and basic way of using this kind of power?" Zhang Yang immediately asked, if you want to crack the killing aura of the melee class, of course, you have to start with Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood Zhang Yang's intentions, "The name of Killing Aura is good, but I don't know the principle, I can only say that this kind of power is not simply obtained through the accumulation of murderous energy, but a higher-level change obtained through the continuous accumulation of strength, for example, this is it." ”

Wu Yuan said, holding a bronze short sword in each hand, the short sword in his left hand poked at Tie Mu, leaving only a white spot, and the short sword in his right hand poked again, and it was all pierced like cutting tofu.

"This is your power, village elder, this is my power, we use the same bronze short sword, the result is so different, because as long as the strength reaches a certain level, even a small branch can turn decay into magic, this should also be the reason why your imprisoning spell is ineffective for me, it is very simple, but it is difficult to crack, unless your spell level is stronger. ”

"As you said, it doesn't make much sense for me to give you a warm ironwood?" Zhang Yang frowned.

"Of course not, Elder Village, what I just said only applies to opponents who are weaker than me, but when encountering the Sabertooth Tiger King, it is very necessary to have a better weapon, because stronger weapons can withstand my strength, you see. ”

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

Zhang Yang was silent for a long time, "I understand, if I give you a harder ironwood, you can kill that saber-toothed tiger king without my help?"

"Yes, village chief, this is theoretically the case, so you don't need to crack any murderous aura, the conflict between the melee class and a class like yours is innate, how can it be perfect? No matter how you crack it, as long as you get close to any melee like me within a hundred meters, you will almost die. ”

"But I don't think I'll be able to withstand the bombardment of the fireball, of course, I'm referring to the terrifying fireball we encountered the day against the orc mage. ”

Zhang Yang was silent again, Wu Yuan's words made him a little awake, he did want to understand what he saw when he saw it, relying on his soul force field, he wanted to figure out everything.

Actually, not necessarily, he can't be perfect in all aspects, rather than wasting time like this, it is better to concentrate and discover and improve what he is best at.

For example, rubbing the wooden spear, rubbing the fireball, imprisoning spells, and soul force fields, these four, if they continue to improve, they are already very powerful.

So he solemnly asked again:

"If I can give you a harder ironwood, are you sure you can kill that saber-toothed tiger king?"

"Yes, village chief, I'm pretty sure that a good weapon can bridge the gap in strength between us. Wu Yuan also said solemnly.

"Okay, you wait!"

Zhang Yang was also ruthless, he had never tried to raise Temuwen to the extreme, because it was too wasteful 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, his eyes looking forward to it.

Zhang Yang was not busy with warmth at this time, but raised his head and looked up at this already very different tree, from the crown, the treetops, to every leaf.

The soul force field was released, but it was not compressed at all, it was just very calmly shrouded, like an invisible cloud.

Zhang Yang discarded all distractions, imagining himself as a big tree, his feet turned into roots deep into the ground, his body turned into a trunk to resist the wind and rain, and the top of his head turned into a canopy, seeing farther, higher, no, in order to plunder more sunlight.

This thought flashed, and he suddenly felt that his whole body was warm, even the scorching sun in the sky was no longer dazzling, all the leaves were cheering, and there was a mysterious power that was being absorbed and gathered by him little by little.

Then this absorbed power differentiates into countless and becomes a part of the body.

"I need that strength. ”

Subconsciously, Zhang Yang felt that this power was very useful, but he did not intercept it, but used his soul force field to participate in it, concentrating these magical powers on the trunk of the tree, and once again accelerating the growth of internal fibroblasts, and at the same time densifying their arrangement to the greatest extent during the growth process.

This is a very tedious and monotonous job, and at the same time, it consumes a lot of soul power.

However, the interesting thing is that when Zhang Yang's soul power is consumed in large quantities, the energy from the photosynthesis of leaves can actually restore him in small amounts.

"Could it be that this is the truth that the Wood Demon Tower can restore its vitality and soul power?"

Zhang Yang didn't have too many associations, and he didn't care about the passage of time, the whole person was always in such a state, until those leaves could no longer transmit energy, he withdrew his soul force field, and when he opened his eyes, it was the sun setting, and he used up the whole day.

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

No, because the leaves of the big tree are still there, and the branches are luxuriant, only the bark, and all the bark is dead, like a dried corpse that has been sucked out of energy by a vampire.

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

There is still a lot of dead bark in this way, and there is still a layer to uncover.

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

Tapping it lightly with his hand, it actually made a crisp sound like gold and jade.

"Village Chief, this is really amazing, I have seen this big tree evolve like a python molting its skin all day, and now the hardness of this trunk is harder than my captain-level spear. ”

Wu Yuan also shouted excitedly, if he couldn't kill the saber-toothed tiger king with a weapon made of such materials, he would not be surnamed Wu from now on!

"Can you cut?"

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

"So, this kind of thing is actually my most professional, right?" Zhang Yang smiled slightly, full of a sense of achievement.

"Yes, yes. Wu Yuan's head was like a chicken pecking rice.