Liu Ling came to the place where he had dropped the oil drum again, and he picked up the two large barrels of oil and continued to walk forward. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After the previous lesson, Liu Ling did not limit his spiritual power to the front and rear of himself this time, but covered the treetops with spiritual power.

In this way, although his spiritual power can only observe things within a few tens of meters around him, this makes Liu Ling feel more secure.

It was very quiet in the woods, and as he walked, Liu Ling noticed that something was wrong. The woods are a little so quiet that there isn't even a single insect chirping!

How is this possible! It's the middle of summer, and it's the time of day when the little bugs are most active. But there was not even a single insect cry in this small forest that was not too big, Liu Ling thought of this and quickly observed the area covered by his spiritual power, and he did not find any trace of insects.

Is it because it's so cold here? Liu Ling's clothes on his back were rotten at this time, and he could indeed feel a chill when he walked in the forest.

But this temperature doesn't make it impossible for insects to survive! Liu Ling felt that there must be a reason for this.

Just as Liu Ling was thinking, the mutated Bang S Dewei bird that attacked him before appeared again in the coverage area of his spiritual power.

On the treetops more than ten meters in front of Liu Ling were seven or eight Bangsdewei birds, whose eyes were closed at this time, as if they were resting.

However, Liu Ling couldn't bypass those birds and go to other positions. Because since he entered this grove, he had been following the footprints of the faintly mutated spiny rats on the ground, and the location of those birds was on the path that Liu Ling had to pass to advance.

Putting down the two barrels of oil in his hand, Liu Ling stood in place and coughed loudly deliberately. As Liu Ling expected, the Bonsdevi birds, whose eyes were still closed, quickly flew down from the treetops in his direction after hearing his cough.

Liu Ling didn't panic this time, and he didn't start running to the side until the Bonsdevi birds came into his attack range.

As he started, a fragmented fire that had been prepared for a long time slammed into the body of one of the Bonsdevi birds......

With his previous experience in dealing with these mutated Bonsdevi birds, Liu Ling's process of dealing with these eight birds this time was very smooth.

Basically, every time his shattered fire cooled down, a mutated Bonsdevi bird fell to the ground on fire, so it only took less than a minute for Liu Ling to get rid of these bunsdevi birds, and then picked up two barrels of oil and continued on the road.

Liu Ling continued to walk slowly forward following the footprints of the mutated spiny rats on the ground, but the mutated Bunsdevi birds along the way were like annoying flies, and Liu Ling was able to encounter a few almost every few tens of meters.

However, with his previous experience, Liu Ling has become more and more comfortable dealing with them, and he can quickly solve each flock of Bonsdevi birds.

After destroying a few more flocks of Bonsdevi birds, Liu Ling found that he was about to level up. Although this mutated Bunsdevi bird does not give him as much experience as those mutated spiny mice, it still has more experience than ordinary critters.

And in fact, Liu Ling was able to destroy a Bonsdevi bird with every splinter fire, which was more efficient than the thorny rat that took two kills to give him.

After destroying seven or eight mutated Bangsdevi birds again, Liu Ling picked up the two large barrels of oil and continued on the road.

Along the way, Liu Ling didn't know how many times he picked up and put down these two barrels of oil, and if you looked closely, you could find that on the part of the road that Liu Ling walked, these two barrels of oil Liu Ling carried with some effort to press out one round mark after another on the soft ground in the forest.

After walking for a while, Liu Ling felt that the temperature around him was getting lower and lower, and the bare skin on his back couldn't resist the cold around him.

At this moment a tree appeared in front of him, much thicker than all the trees in the entire grove, and this tree was considered to be a first-class thick even in the Kabal jungle, which was full of towering ancient trees.

The tree in front of Liu Ling's eyes stood tall in the middle of the small trees around him, like an adult leading a group of children to play, and Liu Ling felt that even ten people might not necessarily hug the stout ancient tree.

However, although the tree is thick, it is not very tall. Most of its foliage does not grow upwards, but continues to extend in all directions, so the canopy of this tree is extremely large.

Its leaves are very broad, and each piece is the size of the lid of an ordinary person's pot. The breeze was blowing, and the wide leaves rustled with the wind.

The footprints of the mutated spiny rats disappeared near the ancient tree, and no longer extended forward, which means that the nest of the mutated spiny rats is near here.

It stands to reason that Liu Ling should be happy, but as he gets closer and closer to the ancient tree, he discovers something terrifying. Liu Ling found that the color of the land near the ancient tree was different from that of other places.

The ground near this ancient tree is actually blood-red! Looking at the ancient tree, Liu Ling found that a blood-red liquid was constantly oozing down from its thick trunk, as if blood was constantly dripping downward.

Liu Ling squatted down and touched the ground red with the blood-colored liquid with his hand, and he grabbed a handful of damp dirt and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff carefully.

The blood-colored liquid in the dirt not only did not smell of blood, but even smelled faintly aromatic.

Liu Ling, who hadn't eaten dinner, began to scream uncontrollably after smelling the faint fragrance. Liu Ling shook his head helplessly, shook off the handful of dirt stuck to his hands, lifted two barrels of oil and began to look for the nest of the spiny mouse.

Because the dirt around the tree was soaked with the blood-colored liquid seeping from the trunk, the footprints of the mutated stinging rats were incomparably clearer.

Following those small footprints, Liu Ling walked slowly around the trunk of this ancient tree. At this time, Liu Ling's hand could already touch the trunk of the ancient tree, and a drop of blood-red liquid slowly flowed down the trunk.

The curious Liu Ling stretched out a finger to wipe the liquid off the trunk, revealing the original branches of the tree, what Liu Ling didn't expect was that the trunk of the tree was extremely smooth, just like a small sapling that had just been born, and there was no trace of erosion over time.

However, Liu Ling has seen a lot of strange things, and it is not strange at this time. Smearing the sticky, blood-colored liquid on his hand, Liu Ling began to carefully search for the nest of those mutated spiny rats......