PS: I seem to have been pitted by myself, this pit is too big and too deep, and the minimum requirement for a fantasy novel is three million words.

Uh, should I drag out the plot, or develop more side plots, or carry forward the grievances and hatreds of the triangle and four corners or even N corners?

Just when Lin Mu thought that the ogre was nothing great, and that he could beat them all down by himself, a sudden mace completely shattered the arrogance that Lin Mu had begun to breed. The mace smashed unstoppably on Lin Mu's chest, giving Lin Mu no time to react, and smashed Lin Mu more than ten meters away, as if he had been hit by a large truck.

Lin Mu was caught by the salon to stop the momentum, but there was a faint pain in his chest, and a burst of qi and blood tumbling made Lin Mu feel as uncomfortable as a needle prick, if it weren't for Lin Mu's current reversal of tendons, then I'm afraid this time it would not be just as simple as blood rolling, it is estimated that he would have to break a few ribs and vomit blood.

"Boss, are you alright?" Sharon asked with concern, Lin Mu waved his hand, and after calming down the tumbling qi and blood, it was fine, "I'm fine." ”

Lin Mu's relaxed attitude made the salon really not know what to say, they really wanted to ask, boss, what kind of monster are you, what kind of bloodline is flowing on your body, it's okay to take a frontal hit, how strong is your **!

"Humans, how dare you attack us and kill them all for me!" said the ogre urn holding a mace, with his shout, the morale of the ogres increased greatly, and with a red halo shrouded, the ogres were not only as simple as a morale increase, but even the influence of pollen was weakened, a pair of eyes were bloodshot and red, and one by one became more ferocious and brutal.

"I'll rub it, what the hell is that?" Lin Mu only saw clearly at this time, the ogre who smashed himself into the air looked like him, the general ogre already gave people an ugly and ugly impression, and this ogre in addition to making people feel ugly and disgusting, he was more hideous and terrifying than other ogres, because he had two heads on his neck, and his skin was green, giving people a feeling of a green-faced and fanged ghost.

"Boss, that's a two-headed ogre, it is said that only some large ogre tribes will give birth to such an ogre, he is the natural leader of the ogre tribe, and his intelligence is very high. However, because of the relationship between the two heads, sometimes the mind will be confused, and it will be more cruel and murderous. It should be an ogre shaman over there, it's very difficult to deal with, boss, let's retreat, a two-headed ogre is hard enough to deal with, and a shaman must be added. Sharon pointed to a light blue-skinned ogre, he was about to cry, this ogre tribe is so powerful, look at the population of this scale of the ogre tribe will be about three hundred, this should be about five hundred, the standard ogre tribe is about forty people.

Even if the population is as high as five hundred, there is now one more natural leader, plus a shaman. Shamans are of great significance to the tribes of primitive societies, because shamans can communicate with the gods, greatly enhance the combat effectiveness and defense of tribal warriors, treat seriously injured warriors, and have many strange methods. In the tribe, in addition to the leader, the most important thing is the shaman, and even many times the status of the shaman is higher than the leader, there is a shaman, and the combat effectiveness of a tribe can be increased by at least fifty percent.

"It's not easy to deal with!" Lin Mu did not flinch, on the contrary, his fighting spirit at this time was even stronger, and the stronger the ogre tribe became, the more interested Lin Mu was in taking them all. Lin Mu waved his hand, and the sun shone on the ogre's sprinting path. The sunlight sank into the earth as it landed, and it didn't seem to change at all, so the two-headed ogre was also confused. He didn't have that much time to think about things when he charged, after all, if he stopped suddenly, the ogre behind him would collide with the one in front.

Is there really no change, if you look closely, you will find that there are actually more puddles of green water stains on the ground. These are not water stains, but very low plants, which are easily overlooked because of their inconspicuous relationship.

Ground thorns, after Lin Mu absorbed the essence blood of the ancestral witch Jumang, and his body contained a trace of the power of the wood attribute, when he absorbed the essence blood of the ancestral witch again, he chose to absorb the essence blood of the ancestral witch Houtu. After absorbing and digesting, Lin Mu's body had a trace of earth attribute power, unlocking the earth thorns. The thorns are inconspicuous and don't seem to be lethal, but if you step on them, congratulations, you've stepped into the abyss of pain with half a foot.

The two-headed ogre took the lead, a stride was nearly two meters away, and when he stepped on the ground thorn, he realized what a tragedy was. The ground thorns, which originally looked like a puddle of water, squirmed wildly, creating a row of spikes to pierce the soles of his feet, and after the stabbing was done, the spikes would retract, and then stab into it again, and in just one second, the ground thorns could carry out almost three attacks.

In fact, the damage of the ground thorn is not very high, and if you want to run faster with your shoes on, it can't do anything to you. But the problem is that the ogre tribe maintains a primitive style, they just wrap their lower bodies in animal skins. Of course, shoes will not be used, they have not been in the habit of wearing shoes since childhood, and they have been running barefoot for a long time, although the soles of their feet have become rough and have a lot of calluses, but they are always made of meat, how can they stand such a series of attacks by the ground thorns!

So, you can see that the originally majestic and menacing ogres are all screaming wildly in place, while screaming, they keep raising their left foot to cover it, then they raise their right foot, and then they raise their left foot and then their right foot and then their right foot and then their right foot continues to circulate. Seeing this scene, people who didn't know thought that they were dancing the tribe's folk dance, and finally they were lying directly on the ground, so that the area touching the ground thorns was larger, and their screams were even more desolate. As the ogre screamed and rolled around, the vampire vine regained its power and took away many ogres who had forgotten to resist at once.

The desolate screams were so sad that they wept, and they were embarrassed to continue bullying them. At the same time, they were also secretly frightened, what was the means he used just now, why was it so magical?