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In the face of swarms of poisonous bees, it is difficult for Chenyang to pose enough threats to them with the sharp blade in his hand alone, and even if he can kill them, it will consume a lot of physical strength, and it will be difficult to deal with the next battle.

Therefore, Chenyang chose the spirit wood spirit pattern that he had recently obtained, and used the spirit pattern to condense the wind blade, strengthen the spirit art, and attack the group of giant bees.

Originally, he just planned to use the number and sharpness of the wind blades to reduce their speed so as to prepare for his next attack.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Cang suddenly noticed him, and even rarely increased his strength, allowing him to clear out this group of giant bees at a faster speed.

A few minutes later, Chenyang consumed more than half of the Wood Emperor's spiritual power in his body, causing the group of giant bees to turn into corpses on the ground, panting slightly in his mouth.

The continuous release of spiritual magic just now was also a big burden on him.

"You're still too weak, otherwise you wouldn't need me to do it at all."

Cang's voice echoed in Chenyang's mind, and finally there was a sound of Cang drinking tea.

With a speechless expression, Chenyang walked past the corpses of those giant bees, and whispered in his mouth: "If it weren't for the things you need in the central area, now that I've returned to the outer area, I don't have to bother dealing with these poisonous bees here."

As he spoke, the spiritual power in Chenyang's body recovered at a visible speed, and even the ground under his feet turned into solid dirt, no longer a soft and dangerous mire.

Cang took another sip of tea and slowly explained, "This thing is not what I need, but for you."

Before Chenyang could speak, he asked what the object was.

In his ears, there was a sudden sound of rustling, and according to the observation of plant perception, several plants around him seemed to have changed, and their emotions became extremely unstable, like a bomb that could explode at any time.

"Looks like we're in trouble again."

Through a certain ability, Cang looked at the situation around Chenyang remotely, and said half-reminded and half-gloating.

Chenyang also noticed these plants, holding the Cangmu Tang Knife tightly in his hand, his eyes were vigilant, and he said in a low voice: "The guy here is not something I can deal with, how about you end up in person?"

"I'm a god, how can God himself end up, leave it to you."

Cang said slowly.

As soon as the words fell, Chenyang felt that his strength had skyrocketed to an astonishing level in an instant.

If he was only a level 20 rookie at the beginning, then now he has at least level 50, and all of them are the kind of top-level equipment, crushing his original self in minutes.

After getting this power, Chenyang saw the few poisonous plants that had just awakened, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and the palm of his right hand wiped on the blade of the knife, and suddenly a shining spirit shadow attached to the blade.

This spirit shadow is completely composed of the spiritual power of the Wood Emperor, in addition to strengthening the power of the Cangmu Tang Knife, the only characteristic is that it is handsome, and when the knife is swung, it will bring out a large area of blue light knife shadow.

As early as before, when Chenyang had just obtained the spiritual power of the Wood Emperor, he had already generated these inspirations from the game in his heart, but the spiritual power was not enough for him to squander it so much, so he could only endure it all the time.

Until now, Chenyang suddenly has this power, and naturally wants to experiment with all the original ideas.

With a swing of the knife, the strong sound of breaking the wind drove the blue light knife shadow.

The blade directly slashed a poisonous plant, only to hear a soft pop, and the entire poisonous plant split in half, spraying a large amount of highly poisonous sap.

The power carried by the blade was also affected by the surrounding ground, and there was a slight low trembling sound, and large patches of moss were chopped to pieces by the sword qi that was emitted from the outside.

After slashing and killing a poisonous plant, Chenyang directly used his spiritual power to mix those juices into the mixed toxin, and his backhand slashed out with a knife.

With this knife, the morning sun slashed in the air, and a large amount of Wood Emperor's spiritual power gathered on the blade, forming a waning moon-shaped blue light knife shadow, flying towards another poisonous plant.

The knife roared, pulling a straight knife mark on the ground.

The poisonous plant sensed the power of the Wood Emperor's sword qi, and all the branches and leaves blocked in front of him, trying to block the blow, but when its branches and leaves were in front of the blade.

Chenyang's figure flickered, and instantly appeared behind the poisonous plant, and the blade in his hand bloomed with a touch of aura, sharp, restrained, and perfectly condensed at the blade.

In the next second, the body of this poisonous plant was shattered into countless pieces, and it fell to the ground like snow.

With the power given by Cang, Chenyang easily dealt with these poisonous plants, with an unconcealable excitement in his expression, as if he was still immersed in the battle just now.

Immediately after, Chenyang felt the power in his body rise and retreat like a tide, and he returned to the state of the first twenty levels again.

In his ears, Cang's words sounded: "I did a good job just now, but the spiritual power control is too loose, and the spiritual power is not such a waste of yours."

"This is taken back, give me a little more time, I will definitely be able to control the spiritual power better." Chenyang was still a little unsatisfied, and discussed it out loud.

Suddenly, there was a chuckle from Cang: "The front is the nest in the center, and it's useless to give you strength there."

"What's more, using too much high-level power is not a good thing for you, and becoming stronger is the right way." Cang reminded softly.

Chenyang could only nod, "Understood, understood." ”

As the two spoke, Chenyang had walked to the edge of the pit as he went deeper into the central area, and with a little curiosity in his eyes, he looked at the cave that was constantly absorbing mist.

"Absorbing the pure power of the mist, and then releasing the mist, this will greatly slow down the pace."

With the help of Chenyang's perspective, Cang looked at the dark and bottomless hole, and said in a helpless tone, as if he was educating a junior.

"What's in there?" Chenyang heard Cang's whispering voice and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"I accidentally left something behind, you go and get it back." Cang said softly.

As he spoke, a thorn grew at Chenyang's feet, and it spread very quickly downward, reaching the bottom of the burrow.

Soon, Chenyang entered the burrow, crawled out of the burrow again, and quickly left the misty swamp.

When Chenyang left, a large area of dense white mist gushed out from the hole in the center of the swamp, constantly spreading outwards at an extremely fast speed.

Chenyang turned on the wind whirlwind, and he could only run desperately at a speed that barely surpassed the first line of the white fog, preventing the white fog from catching up with him.

It wasn't until he escaped from the misty swamp that Chenyang breathed a sigh of relief, and he had the time to look back at the situation in the swamp.

At this time, the swamp was completely shrouded in white mist, not only limited to the periphery, but also the danger area, as well as the central area, which also reached the density of the periphery, and it was easy to get lost.