Archeology comes true: Go crazy, and say that the game was compiled

Gunshots rang out.

Countless bullets all fell on the tree demon.

The dryad felt pain, the whole tree body began to tremble slightly, and the leaves on top of its head fell down rustlingly.

But it also seems that because of the pain, it is unbearable.

Sudden.

The branches and trunks all over the body suddenly swelled, and the branches above the head flicked, and countless leaves fell down, like sharp knives, stabbing at the people around him.

"Shield!"

A quick-response bodyguard yelled.

The bodyguards were not vegetarians either. Realizing this, they raised their shields in unison.

Chen Ping also set up the Myriad Chance Umbrella to block it.

"Ding ding ding--"

All the flying knife leaves were blocked.

"Be careful!"

"A bullet can hurt it, but it can't kill it!"

Chen Ping squeezed the Thousand Chance Umbrella tightly and said.

The dryad's bark has been tempered for thousands of years, so it is so hard that even bullets cannot penetrate it.

The real way to knock him down is not the bullet, but cutting him in half.

Hold the Myriad Chance Umbrella tightly and move forward.

The dryad seemed to have seen through Chen Ping's thoughts, and frantically threw out the leaves, trying to stop Chen Ping'an.

But without exception.

All the leaves were blocked by the Myriad Chance Umbrella.

First of all, for a moment, I felt that I was walking through the battlefield of bullets and bullets.

The fact is similar, these leaves are as powerful as bullets, if not for the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella, he would never dare to be tough.

soon.

Chen Ping approached the tree demon.

For an instant.

The body of the Thousand Manifestation Umbrella in his hand changed into the form of an umbrella knife.

A brass-colored long knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

With one blow, he slashed at the tree demon fiercely.

"Chong-"

When the blade cut on the bark, there was a sound of gold and iron clanging, and a burst of sparks splashed on the bark.

However, when the weight of the Thousand Chance Umbrella changed, its strength suddenly increased, and it cut off half of the Tree Demon's tree with a single blow.

Chen Ping'an was hit by a knife, turned and retreated.

The strength of this dryad is not considered strong. After all, it is only a dryad. It can only be stationed on the ground and cannot move. It is just a living target.

In fact, he could have cut the tree demon in half with all his strength.

The reason why I didn't do this was because I wanted to observe the tree demon.

Almost half of the tree demon's body was cut off. Even the tree demon couldn't bear such pain.

If a normal monster suffers this kind of injury, it will definitely let out a miserable cry.

But the dryad did not.

"So, this tree demon is not the monster that roared before."

"It's still the same as in the game, there is no sound without a mouth..."

"Isn't this Dryad? What could that monster be?"

Chen Ping'an thought a lot in his mind.

But soon, he shook his head and didn't think about it any more.

Right now, we still need to deal with this dryad as soon as possible.

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Chapter 146 Little Fox: Dinner is Ready

After receiving Chen Ping's knife, the tree demon cut off half of the tree, and was already afraid in his heart, wishing to pull it up from the ground and run away.

But even if it is a demon, it is still a tree after all, and such nonsense operations cannot occur.

"boom!"

The tree demon swung a branch and slammed it hard on the ground, but Chen Pingan easily dodged it with a slight movement.

sword dance.

The Thousand Chance Umbrella turned into a long sword.

Gently tiptoe.

The whole person is like a bird, jumping up from the ground, flipping in the air, and then flying in front of the tree demon, aiming the long sword in his hand at the tree demon impartially.

With the help of the downward force, stab forward.

"laugh--"

Even though the dryad's body was as hard as iron, it was still easily penetrated by the long sword.

The dark green sap spread from the blade to the blade, dripping to the ground.

The branch lifted by the tree demon fell to the ground feebly, and together with half of its body, it crashed to the ground.

Pulling out the long sword, Chen Pingan calmly withdrew the sword.

Although the dryad looked terrifying, it was actually not much stronger than the blood corpse, and it couldn't move itself. It was just a live target, so it shouldn't be too easy to fight.

"Is this dryad dead?"

Professor Zhang yelled when he saw the tree demon fall.

Chen Pingan nodded in response: "He is already dead."

After confirming that the dryad was dead, everyone in the archaeological team was relieved. The leaves of the dryad were like bullets just now, and everyone was still terrified when they recalled it. Fortunately, the bodyguards erected their shields in time and did not cause any casualties.

Several professors walked carefully to the dryad's body, staring at its trunk seriously and curiously.

"It's amazing. It's just a tree, but it can move on its own and possess intelligence. It's really like a ghost."

The medical professor kept admiring, not understanding why a tree would undergo such a change.

"Leader Chen, is this tree really a dryad, or a monster? I still can't believe it." He asked Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan thought for a while, then explained:

"This is indeed a ghost."

"In Daxia, there have been legends of medicinal spirits a long time ago. It is rumored that a thousand-year-old ginseng is a kind of medicinal spirit with weak spiritual intelligence. It can drill out of the land for its own use and walk around at will, just like a ghost."

"This tree demon is such an existence, it is a medicinal spirit."

"I guess, the first emperor may want it to guard the medicine pavilion and the medicine garden, but he never thought that under the infection of the dark energy of the ancient tomb, the will of this tree demon will be distorted, sucking up all the spiritual energy nutrients around it, and turning the whole The medicine garden has turned into a barren land."

"It took the initiative to attack us just now, and it should also want us to be its fertilizer and promote its growth."

It turned out to be the case.

The professors stared at the dryad's corpse and nodded.

"Xiao Chen is right. There were indeed rumors of spirits, monsters, medicines and spirits a long time ago."

"However, it is rumored that medicine spirits are usually medicinal materials, and the whole body is full of medicinal power. It can be said that the whole body is full of treasures, all of which are great medicines."

"Is this tree demon also the same?"

Professor Wang knew a lot. Speaking of these, he turned his head and asked Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan watched the message beside the tree demon.

[Qinling Medicine Tree]: It used to be a hundred-year-old tree in Qinling Mountains. It has been transplanted in the medicine garden for thousands of years. Under the influence of Jiuxing Fengshui and Lingtu Lingquan, spiritual wisdom was born and turned into medicine spirit.

Every part of the body has extraordinary and refined effects. It has the effects of prolonging life, strengthening the body, detoxifying and healing wounds, and the effect is better when brewed with other medicinal materials.

"The professor is right. The medicine spirit is indeed full of treasures, and every part of the body is a kind of great medicine."

Chen Ping turned his head and said to Professor Wang.

Professor Wang also turned his head and nodded.

There is no need to mention how precious such a medicinal spirit is. He was about to ask Chen Pingan what to do with the medicinal spirit.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a white furry figure above the tree demon's head, eating leaves.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Guru~"

"Hahahahaha..."

"Guru~"

Seemingly noticing everyone's gaze, the little fox turned his head, blinked at everyone, and made noises while chewing.

"Woooooooo~ (Is there something... blah blah... something... blah blah...?)"

Humming, the little fox sat on the tree demon, stretched out his little claws, grabbed a leaf, and stuffed it into his little mouth.

Chen Pingan was ashamed.

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