Standing under the hot sun, watching the dark clouds rolling and the heavy rain pouring down, this kind of stupid behavior, if it weren't for the unique environment that Jiang Le created, it would really be rare.

At half past one, it's the hottest time of the day in Africa.

The militants, led by the head of the warlords, have been standing in the sun for more than half an hour.

Even the quiet car shell is sunburned enough to fry eggs.

Naturally, the militants were all sweating and dizzy. One by one, the morale that had been stimulated by the warlord leaders before was thrown out of the clouds at this moment.

After all, it's not an elite warrior who has undergone harsh training, and in this kind of weather that can roast people, Lao Hei can't bear the sun.

The warlord leader couldn't help it, and his face became extremely ugly.

There was no news from the men who had entered the dark clouds. He didn't believe that his subordinates had defected, so the only possibility was that his subordinates had been accused.

But this is too weird, isn't it? The men who went in to investigate were all heavily armed, and they would definitely shoot when they were in danger.

But for such a long time, except for the sound of heavy rain, there was no other sound at all.

"Boss, shall we send some more people in?" asked a small leader who could talk to the leader.

The warlord leader thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Suddenly the militants were eager, and this was a thousand dollars. Looks like we've got a part in that.

Soon, another team of ten people set off.

But it's still like the first team, it's like a stone sinking into the sea. Trace.

The warlord leader was furious, and without waiting for anyone else to say, he sent ten more men in. And then ten more people.

Until more than a hundred of his men were put in. After losing nearly a third of his men, the face of the warlord leader changed.

Nima is a bottomless pit, is there a way to go?

Even the other militants who were originally attracted by a thousand dollars felt wrong at this moment, this is not an easy task, this is the rhythm of death.

Now, no one wants to check the news anymore. Money is good. Life is more important.

"Shet, shoot me. The warlord leader was furious, raised his gun and shot into the dark clouds.

Look at the boss like this. Naturally, his subordinates could only do so, raising their guns one by one and sweeping wildly at the dark clouds.

Soon, a shuttle of bullets ran out. Dark clouds rolling. The rain was still pouring down. And the militants are like extremely bad clowns, no one cares.

The face of the warlord leader was already difficult to see.

But the fear in his heart could not be suppressed.

The strange dark cloud has simply become a demon, mocking him, a mortal who is not capable of himself.

"I don't believe in gods, I don't believe in any gods. All ready, we rushed in. The warlord head shouted frantically.

The militants hesitated.

But soon they did not dare to hesitate, because the gun of the warlord leader was aimed at them.

"Yes, boss. ”

All responded respectfully.

Subsequently. A group of people got into the car and rushed into the rain.

Cloud. Jiang Le didn't really care about the warlord's head group of militants, for himself, a group of ant-like maniacs, not worthy of his attention, as long as they didn't bother, they didn't care, but if they dared to break in, they would reward you with a thunderbolt, corona and tie it up, and when there was time to preach, if there was no time, then it would be closed.

His mind was all about a tree species that he had carefully cultivated with aura.

This tree species came from the Earth Immortal Realm, Jiang Le prepared a lot at that time, all kinds, all kinds of spirit tree seeds, which were prepared to be brought back to Qiyun Mountain at that time, and then planted at the mountain gate, which also set off the not tall immortal mountain style of Qiyun Mountain.

The tree species that Jiang Le is now cultivating is one of the larger spirit tree seeds, which can grow into a giant tree that is hugged by ten people and is as high as a thousand meters, and its name is Huagai Tree.

Because when this kind of spirit tree grows up, the top is like a huge cover, covering the sky and the sun, and it can cover dozens of miles at most. That's why it's called a canopy tree.

If you want to create an African holy land, then a small hill bag is not advisable, how can it be famous throughout Africa and attract the attention of all black people?

So a huge sign is indispensable, and this canopy tree is just right.

In this desolate place, the appearance of such a big tree that surpasses all the trees on the earth is definitely the world's attention.

However, there are many requirements for the growth of spirit tree seeds, and they can be done anywhere in the earth fairy world, but not on the earth, and the spiritual energy here is not so sufficient.

Therefore, Jiang Le should prepare enough rain, first let the earth moisten, and then use the aura to stimulate the tree species, and when he returns to plant, the tree species can take root and sprout in an instant, and then grow rapidly.

Then I will supply my own aura, and I believe that it will soon become a supernatural tree and become a symbol of the holy land.

was warming the tree species, suddenly Jiang Le's eyebrows moved, and he immediately snorted, and then a huge thunderbolt in the dark clouds turned into a power grid to cover the convoy that rushed into the rain curtain.

Bang bang.

Amid the continuous crash, the convoy stalled, and then was quickly picked up by a group of blacks and pressed into the depths of the rain curtain.

Click!

On the clouds, the Spirit Tree Seed in Jiang Le's hand suddenly broke a crack.

Jiang Le's eyes lit up, and it was done.

He looked at the earth under the dark clouds.

After such a long period of rainfall, there have been rivers on the ground. With the help of these channels, rainwater flows into a recess next to the hill, forming a pond with a radius of several hundred meters.

However, the recess is still too small, and the rainwater has already filled up and is beginning to flow to the periphery.

It seems that the water is almost over, and now it's time for the tree species to wield power.

Jiang Le's mind covered the black man in the rain.

"This seat should be planted with a sacred tree, and do not disturb it. ”

The black people who heard Jiang Le's voice were all waiting in amazement.

The Sacred Tree is very powerful when I hear it, but what is the Divine Tree like? What is so special about it?

The blacks were curious and looked forward to the appearance of the sacred tree.

At that moment, a little spiritual light drifted down from the sky.

The brightness of the aura was very high, and the speed of its fall was not fast, and almost all black people could clearly see the appearance of the aura.

Thumb-sized, wrapped in a layer of green light, giving a warm feeling.

Slowly, the green aura fell on the hill and disappeared in a flash.

The blacks wanted to come and see, but the gods said they couldn't move.

You may not listen to the words of others, but you must listen to the words of the gods.

In particular, the ten black stewards were restrained with a group of selected god guards with stern faces, and all the black people could only look at the small dirt bag.

"It's out. ”

Suddenly a black man exclaimed, and then all the black people saw a miracle.

I saw a green plant suddenly pop up on the hill. It grows very fast, from breaking the soil to growing in the main trunk to unfolding two tender green leaves, almost in the blink of an eye.

Then the trunk continued to extend upwards, constantly spreading the leaves, spreading the branches, and becoming a small tree. (To be continued......)