Traveling through ancient times to survive

The ordinary-looking man plucked up his courage and reported the matter to the second in command again. The second in command was a middle-aged man who quickly realized the seriousness of the matter and knew that now was not the time to expose the secret agent.

"Take the two gods' messengers with you to capture her!" the second in command ordered coldly.

The man was shocked. Everyone in the village had witnessed how powerful the God's messenger was. Now the second in command was making a big fuss by sending out two God's messengers to deal with a man with a little bit of martial power.

After complaining, the man was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was going to meet the sacred tree himself. He was terrified for a moment and dared not answer.

The man really didn't want to face the sacred tree. Of course, there was a reason for this. Many people in the village had died at the hands of the fickle sacred tree. It was not because they were disrespectful, but because the sacred tree wanted to eat people. Those who were eaten could only blame themselves for their bad luck, but now it was his turn.

"Why, I, the second in command, can't do anything to you?" The second in command asked with a smile. The man was sweating profusely. He didn't dare to underestimate him at all. Compared with the easy-to-deceive first in command, the real ruler of the village, the smiling tiger second in command, although he looked easy to talk to on the surface, his style of doing things was cruel. He often cut people into pieces with a smile.

This is also the reason why he wanted to cling to the boss, but unfortunately he was wrong. The boss didn't care about anything and only knew how to play with women. Maybe one day he would be tricked to death.

The man forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying.

"Yes, second in charge."

"You are good. If you succeed in doing this, I will definitely use you." The second in command was satisfied and skillfully made promises to the man to comfort him.

The man took the second in command's warrant and cautiously came to a large open space. He didn't dare to look up, didn't even dare to breathe, and then quickly prostrated himself on the ground, in a completely respectful and humble manner.

"Greetings, Lord Shenshu. The Second Master has asked me to come and ask the two gods to go on a mission. Thank you, Lord Shenshu."

After he finished speaking, he straightened up slightly and raised the warrant above his head, but he still didn't dare to look forward.

In the open space right in front of the man, there grew a tall willow tree. The tree was at least twenty feet tall and over ten feet in diameter, clearly exceeding the species limit.

The drooping willow branches were lush and flourishing. There was no sunlight at all within a mile around the willow trees in the open space. The green branches swayed and danced in the breeze, as if they had life.

No, it is full of life. These willow branches are entwined and chasing each other like snakes, and some branches are fighting for a spherical object like children playing with a ball. What a playful and harmonious picture.

But the man didn't dare to look up to admire them. Those spherical objects being fought over were nothing but human skulls.

And on the treetops that the men could not see, there were dozens of human corpses hanging. They had their eyes closed and their expressions were peaceful. The skin exposed was almost the same as that of living people. It seemed that they were just sleeping temporarily and would wake up immediately if there was any movement from the outside world.

The sacred tree did not respond. The man did not dare to move or urge it. He just knelt there quietly. There was silence in the air.

After another cup of tea, the willow tree seemed to have just woken up, and the willow branches that were dancing in the air became quiet.

Six of the corpses at the top suddenly opened their eyes and slowly descended from the treetops. After the six messengers of God landed on the ground, a thin willow branch retracted from the back of their heads.

"Thank you for your mercy, sacred tree!" The man was stunned and didn't dare to ask more questions. He replied respectfully.

The man retreated respectfully with the six gods' messengers. Compared with normal people, the gods' messengers' movements were not slow, but their every move was extremely stiff, and their eyes were dull. A close look would tell that they were not living people.

After they were far away from the clearing, the man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He was really lucky today. Not only was the sacred tree not angry, it also sent four more divine messengers. He also walked out alive.

With six divine messengers, what can the bandits down the mountain do to fight? This is a sure thing. As long as he goes through the motions, he will be promoted when he comes back!

After the man left, the willow tree in the open space still stood in the same place, with all its branches moving towards the foot of the mountain. It had already sensed the breath of its own kind, which was why it did not get angry but instead sent four more messengers of God.

At the same time, Xiaolu also had a bad premonition and hurriedly notified Zhao Qing.

"Oh no, Master. I just had a strong sense of crisis. The domain master here must have discovered me."

"Xiaolu, don't be afraid. I'm here and will bring you back safely." Zhao Qing said in a gentle and soothing voice.

"Master, if there is any danger, just run away first. Don't worry about me. This is just one of my branches. It doesn't matter if it dies." Xiaolu was deeply moved.

"What will happen if this branch vine dies?"

Xiaolu hesitated and didn't want to answer. Zhao Qing's voice became gentler: "I know Xiaolu is worried about me, but the most important thing for us to get along with each other is to be honest. Only when I know your weaknesses can I arrange how you can fight against the enemy."

"It's just a drop in rank, Master. I can fix it back soon." Xiaolu pretended to be indifferent.

"It's not just a drop in rank, I think it may also affect your qualifications."

Xiaolu stopped talking. Zhao Qing knew that she had guessed right, and she gently touched Xiaolu's body.

"You don't believe in my strength?"

"Master, I believe you, but the enemy's abilities this time are very strange, so you must be careful."

The two people were communicating in their minds, and Zhao Qing's movements of dragging the person in his hand were not slow. After a while, there was still no movement on the mountain.

Zhao Qing began to doubt. This was not right. When the seven men in black were being beaten, there was another person hiding in the dark. Didn't he report it? This reaction speed was too slow. How could it be accomplished like this?

Just when Zhao Qing was worried about this group of people, someone finally came up the mountain.

Six men with extraordinary momentum attacked. Zhao Qing found something wrong as soon as they started to attack. These people were extremely hard, as if they were made of copper and iron. When he whipped them, it felt like hitting an iron plate.

Not only do they have extremely high defense, they are also very strong, in no way inferior to themselves before they practiced the immortal cultivation techniques, and their movements are also very fast. All in all, these six people are almost equivalent to third-level monsters without using special abilities.

Zhao Qing secretly added a little more strength and finally broke the defense of one of them. A fishy smell came.

Zhao Qing's eyes narrowed. Unlike the seven black-clothed men who were still breathing, these people had indeed been dead for a long time.

As soon as they met, she could not sense the breathing and heartbeat of these six people. At first, she thought that the evil plant had blocked her senses with special means. Now, when she smelled the scent, Zhao Qing was sure that her opponent was indeed dead, and she was fighting with six corpses. So one of the abilities of the evil plant was to control corpses?