Chapter Thirty-Seven: Running and Chasing
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There was a chilling whistling sound behind Zhang Ling, and nine rattan nets of different sizes flew towards Zhang Ling's back.
After receiving the sound of the wind in his ears, he couldn't allow Zhang Ling to turn his head to check again.
In a hurry, Zhang Ling could only follow the escape route he had conceived in his brain and go all out.
Zhang Ling deliberately ran close to the ancient wall, on the one hand, because he didn't have to worry about a tree demon suddenly popping up on the right.
Even if there were countless dryads chasing in front and behind, and even in the open area on the left, there were many dryads starting to join the formation of chasing him, and Zhang Ling did not panic at all.
The vines that shot out from the dryad close to the wall were not retracted quickly, and after dodging the attack of a tree net, Zhang Ling was already close to the black wall.
The wind behind him became more and more harsh, and the nine vine nets also caught up with Zhang Ling's running speed in an instant, and there was only a millimeter difference between Zhang Ling's gray shirt.
Feeling the imminent crisis, Zhang Ling was desperate to explode the spiritual power contained in his calf to the extreme, and swept towards the end of the black wall.
Before hitting the black wall, Zhang Ling raised his right leg that condensed his spiritual power, and then stomped on the wall fiercely, and with the help of the foothold, he rose into the air again, and nine nets of dead wood and vine whiskers were then glued to the place where Zhang Ling's figure disappeared.
Zhang Ling rolled in the air with ease, and his feet landed precisely on the dead wood vines shot by the nine dryads.
"Oh, good boy. ”
The old dragon floated behind the dryad, looking at Zhang Ling, who was like a bird breaking free from its cage and a fish swimming into the sea, the look of anticipation on his face became more and more intense.
When he was on Earth, Zhang Ling's skinny body was almost useless, and he couldn't do anything, even cleaning the classroom, he could be out of breath.
Despite being tortured by the Poisonous Spirit Soul Devourer, Zhang Ling did not waste this brain that could still maintain calm operation under high pressure.
In the past few days since he came to the Demon Spirit Continent, Zhang Ling has now completely controlled this body, which he is very satisfied with.
With the blessing of spiritual power, if the old dragon was willing to possess Zhang Ling with a spiritual source, Zhang Ling would definitely rush into this group of bright red tree demons and slaughter them recklessly.
Zhang Ling's feet only touched the vine tendrils with heavy force, and he was also worried that there would be other traps in this withered vine.
Then Zhang Ling's figure rushed up the black city wall again, and his feet used spiritual power to stick to the wall, running sideways.
This kind of running method allowed Zhang Ling to completely shake off the ten tree demons, but it also caused a particularly large burden on the consumption of spiritual power in Zhang Ling's body, and not long after running, Zhang Ling could only recover the adsorption force caused by the spiritual power on his feet.
The moment the spiritual power was withdrawn, Zhang Ling stepped lightly on the city wall, jumped in the air, and finally fell to the ground cleanly, and then ran away.
No matter how good Zhang Ling's physical fitness is, after such a wave of tosses, the spiritual power catalyzed by more than twenty demon spirit points in his body has been exhausted.
The pale white spiritual power on his legs became weaker and weaker, Zhang Ling took out a spirit pill from his pocket again and swallowed it fiercely in his mouth without thinking.
As the effect of the elixir exploded in an instant, Zhang Ling accumulated a lot of spiritual power in his body, and without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Ling skillfully operated the spirit body to his feet again, and his running speed soared again.
"How does it feel!"
Seeing Zhang Ling running farther and farther, the old dragon suddenly turned into a blue light, attracting the traction of himself and the sword pattern ancient ring, quickly escaped into the ring, and communicated with Zhang Ling through consciousness.
"Second Master, let's not play like this!"
A familiar voice sounded in his mind, and Zhang Ling, who was still on fire at first, suddenly became like a defeated dog and completely calmed down.
"I really didn't expect that this place would become a breeding ground for dryads. ”
The old dragon's face was slightly embarrassed, and then he spoke again: "When you consume the remaining Spirit Pills on your body, let's withdraw from this forbidden area and get ready to come back." ”
“......”
Zhang Ling's figure swayed left and right, flashing several tree demons that pounced in a row, and he was very depressed in his heart, and recalled: "I knew that I wouldn't have taken so many spirit pills before. ”
Each spirit pill, according to Zhang Ling's normal use of spiritual power to run, can last for about half an hour, if you follow the previous wall-climbing running method, you can only hold on for ten minutes.
In this case, Zhang Ling also needs to accurately calculate the physical strength and the output of spiritual power, although with the blessing of spiritual power, physical consumption is almost nothing, but for a long time intermittently rely on pills to maintain the operation of spiritual power in the body, in the intermittent interval, what is consumed is his own physical strength.
Looking at the dryad that was constantly following him, Zhang Ling felt that he had broken into the old lair of a dryad, which was probably the edge of the dryad's lair.
If it weren't for the old dragon saying that he could still go out, Zhang Ling estimated that he would simply lie on the ground at this moment, be a good old man, and give a full meal to a few of the lucky dryads.
Seeing that tens of millions of dryads have been chasing after them for such a little meat for themselves, Zhang Ling thought to himself, every dryad here must be hungry all day long, and the pressure of competition is quite high.
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After a long race against time, Zhang Ling was already exhausted, both in his body and in the meridians that run spiritual power in his body.
During this period, Zhang Ling probably got rid of the pursuit of thousands of dryads, and the rattan nets that suddenly attacked from time to time at that time, if it weren't for the old dragon's prompting, Zhang Ling might really become a certain dryad's mouth.
While the exhausted Zhang Ling was running forward, his eyes were trembling, his lips were constantly pursed, and the clothes behind him were already wet with sweat.
Up to now, Zhang Ling has lost count of how many Soul Pills he has eaten, how many are left in his pocket, and as he runs, his brain and thinking can't keep up with the rhythm of his feet, and it has completely become a mechanical response.
After noticing that the spiritual power under his feet had become sparse again, Zhang Ling swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and subconsciously reached out to take the Spirit Pill in the pocket of his gray shirt, turning it over and over for a while, only to find that the Spirit Pill had been consumed.
Zhang Ling was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, and he couldn't scream at the strength of his voice, and shouted loudly with all his might: "Second Master!......!
As soon as the words fell, the blue spiritual power that the old dragon had been preparing for a long time in the ancient ring suddenly bloomed.
With Zhang Ling as the center, the tree demons in the area within dozens of zhang were burned to the ground.
Looking at the dryad who was annihilated like an ant, Zhang Ling was so shocked that he swallowed his throat, and his face was so tired that he couldn't even make an expression.
Then the old dragon threw the map of the ancient antelope from the ancient ring into the air, and pinched the previous seal in the palm of the ancient ring, and injected the majestic soul into the map, and after a while, the surrounding blood-light space was replaced again.