Grandma Snow is blinded, not like this. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Shouldn't it be like this, without the smell of a child?

Looking at the six hearts that flew towards her in front of her, Grandma Xue stopped all her movements.

The Six-Hearted Great Elder had already strangled Grandma Xue's neck at this time.

"No, you're hallucinating, I see. Grandma Snow shouted at her.

All of this is just an illusion, and the six-hearted Great Elder Grandma Snow in front of her now is 100% definitely not real.

How could it be such a coincidence?

An eighth-order magus would appear out of thin air and be silent?

Will you put yourself close at the risk of being detonated in the kernel?

And most importantly, at this time, the magic array that had been connecting Xiao Jinjin in the distance was gone.

The magic array is gone, and it is where Grandma Xue finds that something is wrong.

Even if the barrier is broken, you should be able to feel it.

But at this time, it was as if there had never been a magic array.

It doesn't make sense, there's something wrong with it.

I thought to myself, all this was too much of a coincidence.

It's all like it's deliberate.

The purpose is to let himself detonate the core of the demonic beast in his hand and die with the six hearts.

By the way, the voice in my heart just now?

The sounds that let themselves detonate their cores?

Not your own. At this time, Grandma Xue was actually relieved.

The Six-Hearted Great Elder had a hideous expression. Grabbing Grandma Xue's neck, there is no following movement.

Just now, the Elder of the Six Hearts Unleashed an explosion of such power.

Grandma Xue glanced behind her, and the dense explosion of potholes behind her was actually intact.

Grandma Snow smiled at the intact old tree.

"Enough of it? I'm not going to detonate the kernel. I think the hallucination was already in place when I first looked at you, and then I was completely hallucinated when I touched you. Am I right? Grandma Xue remembered what was recorded in the ancient books.

Phantom Thousand Sycamores, sixth-order tree-shaped magical beasts.

Not a tree to be exact, it's just a monster disguised as a tree.

Of course, this kind of demonic beast itself has no attack power, and it relies entirely on illusions, and it can only entrench itself on the ground and absorb underground spiritual energy to grow.

Identical to a tree but with life, it is certainly an excellent material for crafting staffs.

It's over, Grandma Xue ignores the six-hearted elders who are pinching her.

The core of the demonic beast in his hand shone brightly, pointing at the ancient tree is a golden light.

The phantom sycamore was pierced in an instant.

Red blood flowed out of the pierced tree like a waterfall.

At this time, Grandma Snow was standing in front of the tree. His left hand held the core of the demonic beast, while his right hand firmly pinched his neck.

After returning to Shenxue, Grandma Xue put down her right hand that was pinching her neck, and at this time, the blood of Phantom Thousand Wutong had dried up. Blood flowed on the ground, and a fishy stench came to my nose.

Grandma Xue unhurriedly covered her whole body with a barrier, and concentrated her mental energy a little to prevent hallucinations from happening again. Then he drilled into the phantom sycamore that was pierced by himself.

The core of Warcraft is Grandma Xue's first thought.

Although this Phantom Sycamore seems to be an ancient tree, it absorbs the soil and grows like a tree.

The same photosynthesis, but ancient books record that it is indeed a kind of magical beast.

As long as it's a Warcraft, there must be a core.

Grandma Snow keeps wandering in the body of the Phantom Thousand Sycamores, and the Phantom Thousand Sycamores are really magical.

There was actually flesh and blood inside, and the giant tree hundreds of meters high was full of blood-red stinking slime.

It seems that this tree must have killed a lot of demonic beasts and humans with illusions on weekdays.

The bones under the tree outside were killed by the Phantom Ancient Tree.

After the corpse decomposes in the soil, it is absorbed into the tree to provide its nutrients.

Under the perception of spiritual power, Grandma Xue found that there was this breath of life on the top of the tree.

Grandma Xue couldn't help but sigh and swam up in the smelly body of the Phantom Sycamore.

In the body of the Phantom Thousand Sycamore Tree, there is a heart the size of a human head suspended above it.

At this time, it was still beating strongly.

"I'm not dead yet!"

Otherwise, she would have missed it, and Grandma Snow had just lifted the core of the beast and was ready to deliver the final blow to that heart.

At this time, a voice actually appeared in my mind: "Human, I was wrong before, but you don't need to kill them all, right?" I am now greatly injured, it will take me at least a hundred years to recover such a big wound, I have lived in this Black Eagle Forest for thousands of years. You're also the first human to see my true form, so that's fine, you just promise not to kill me. I'll pass you on a set of illusion secret techniques, what do you think? ”

Grandma Xue was startled at first, and then said indifferently: "If you were just an ordinary sixth-order demonic beast, I might still consider agreeing, but your illusion is too cunning, I'm sorry." ”

"Don't... Grandma Xue's mind was full of screams, and a golden light shot straight out of Grandma Xue's hand without the slightest hesitation.

After the heart was pierced, a diamond-shaped lilac core fell out of the heart's shattered place.

After Grandma Xue was sure that this was the core of the Phantom Thousand Sycamore, she did not stop at all.

Swam out of the tree and cut off a large section of the branches of the Phantom Thousand Sycamores.

Continuing to conceal his aura with a spell barrier, he ran towards the outside of the Black Hawk Forest.

I could feel the protective barrier of Xiao Jinjin again, and Grandma Xue couldn't help but feel relieved.

If it weren't for this magic array that protected Xiao Jinjin, he might have been induced by the Phantom Thousand Sycamore to detonate the core of the demonic beast and die.

After a while, Grandma Xue returned to Xiao Jinjin.

At this time, Xiao Jinjin was still asleep, and the sweet smile in her sleep calmed Grandma Xue.

Prepare to craft a staff.

After getting the kernel and branches of the Phantom Thousand Sycamore, Grandma Snow did not choose to sleep like this.

On the contrary, he was a little excited, and finished making the staff overnight.

By the time the staff was finished, it was early in the morning.

It was only a short time before the sun rose, and he inserted his staff into the magic circle to continue to protect the sleeping little Jinjin.

Grandma Snow used her magic to cut a large tree by the creek and dug out some reeds in the creek.

Make a number of wooden kettles and a large wooden chest.

Make thick rope from reeds.

The magic control of the sixth-order archmage is extraordinary.

In addition, Grandma Snow is delicate, and the kettle and wooden box are exquisite.

Fill a few kettles by the stream and put them in a wooden box.

And the rabbit meat that was not eaten the night before was forcibly roasted with light magic. Roast it into jerky and use it as a reserve grain.

After dawn, the remaining rabbit meat is re-grilled.

And woke up the sleeping little Jinjin, and after the meal, the two of them were fully equipped and went to the Black Eagle Forest.

At this time, Grandma Xue was holding Xiao Jinjin with her left hand.

A thick rope made of a dozen reed leaves on his waist is connected to a wooden box on the ground with wooden wheels rolling.

There was also a dark wooden cane on his right hand.

This crutch is the result of a night of meticulous work by Grandma Snow.

At the tip of the cane is a black eagle with its wings bent over its chest.

Standing on it vividly.