Me, plant, fire root? ? ?

Lingshi?

Are spirit stones useful?

As soon as these two thoughts flashed through his mind, Ye Zesheng remembered that he had snatched the spirit stone from Xu Shangheng back then, and it seemed that he had absorbed it quickly, and it also made the seedling in his dantian grow.

He opened his eyes suddenly, only to see that the person beside him was due to fate.

Ying Youyuan angrily helped Ye Zesheng up and pulled him aside. He didn't know what he had done, but another person who looked like Ye Zesheng appeared on the spot, and even the perception of power was exactly the same.

...Ying Changrong might die of anger when he saw this scene.

Although that "Ye Zesheng" couldn't continue to heal the earth's veins, his strength could barely hold on and prevent the situation from getting worse.

Ying Youyuan reached out and grabbed Ye Zesheng's face, "Come back to your senses, I just stuffed so many spirit stones for you two days ago, why don't you know how to use them!"

He had just finished dealing with his father, and when he came in and saw his little friend lying on the ground, he was frightened to death!

Ye Zesheng didn't even have the strength to refute Ying Youyuan's hand, besides, he didn't want to refute at this moment, the corners of his mouth reluctantly grinned, and instead he laughed.

It's really stupid, the spirit stones in my hand have been abundant in the past two days, and I didn't have this habit at all in the past.

He directly released 1 yuan of spiritual stones from the storage ring, covering the ground.

There were too many spirit stones, directly covering Ye Zesheng's calf.

When his whole body was buried in the pile of spirit stones, he suddenly remembered his own cultivation method.

Gongfa·Growth of all things: Absorb nutrients from the soil, moisture from the rain and dew, and sunlight from the sky, and then they can grow.

These skills and techniques appear along with the leaves, which are actually the inheritance of plants.Since he is really a plant, if the spirit stones on the ground are regarded as soil, then this technique...

Ye Zesheng tentatively absorbed spiritual energy in this posture.

click...

Within 2 minutes, the spirit stones on the bottom layer were directly turned into powder, and the entire mountain of spirit stones collapsed.

Ying Youyuan sat on the side, feeling his butt drop, turned his head and looked at Ye Zesheng in amazement, as if he was looking at some kind of monster.

This is too fast!

Ye Zesheng slowly got the strength to sit cross-legged, and the abundant spiritual power surged up from the soles of his feet, poured into his body, passed through every meridian, and moistened every part of his body that was almost squeezed out just now...

His nearly withered plant finally absorbed nutrients from the soil, his pale complexion gradually turned red, and the sparsely drooping leaves of the plant in his dantian also became full, and the tender green branches and leaves stretched out, stretching out, and protruding from the top. Sprouts, curled leaves slowly unfold...

Not only was the deficiency in the body filled, but the nutrients finally absorbed allowed Ye Zesheng to continue to grow and develop.

Come again!

click... click... click...

It was almost the same scene as when I absorbed the spirit stones for the first time three months ago, only this time, instead of one or two pieces, it was full of spirit stones spread all over the ground!

Ying Youyuan guarded Ye Zesheng for 10 minutes, and Ye Zesheng absorbed the 1 yuan of spirit stones!

"Let me do it."

The body was full again, Ye Zesheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.With a calm face, his eyes seemed to be soaked in a clear spring, with green light shining through, he pushed away the fake "Ye Zesheng" that should be transformed by Yuan, and re-injected his own power into the earth veins to control the Lingzhu.

Ying Youyuan didn't refuse, he was just a simulated power after all, but it was a great consumption for him to barely hold on, these 10 minutes passed, his state was no different from Ye Zesheng's 10 minutes ago.

The two alternated like this, Ye Zesheng's movements became more and more skillful and relaxed, the cracks on the ground veins were healed up little by little, and the trend of the sky and earth ripping apart and the mountain collapsing outside slowed down again, which made everyone's heart skip a beat.

"It's not going to be another difficult escape..."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"I won't watch it, let me know when the final result comes out..."

For many people, seeing hope and then finding out that it was shattered will be more difficult than never having seen it at all.

"No, it's getting better, it's not fake, everyone, take a look!"

There are still some people staring at it with the last hope. They see that the mountain is gradually stabilizing, they feel that the trend of the cave is weakening, and they see the smoke and dust dissipating little by little... This time the slowing down trend is not short-lived, it continues!

Everything is back on track!

"I thought I was going to be happy for nothing!"

"I was so scared to death just now!"

"so far so good……"

"Finally there is no need to relocate? Did the people who came to support control it?"

"Great!"

Many people inside and outside the city who saw this scene shouted happily!

"Ah, Xiaosong, I love you!"

"Tingting, I love you too!"

"Hey, were you not bad just now..."

"It just so happens that we get to know each other again..."

"Woooooo Police Officer, thank you!"

The lovers embraced each other excitedly, and found familiar strangers in the crisis. The people on the other side got to know each other again. The people around the black uniform expressed their gratitude shyly, but were repeatedly rejected: "We are not police officers...", "We should Yes, it should.", "It's good for everyone to be safe."

Only loyal people outside the city are still wondering, "Who did it?"

"Are the support people here?"

"No, they still have 10 minutes."

"Could it be a teammate on the mountain?"

"Isn't that... the only ones who went up just now are people from our Lingcheng branch. When did everyone become so powerful?"

"That's Boss Xu and Boss Xia?"

"The injury of Boss Xia..."

Everyone was silent for a moment.

If there is anyone who can do it, they believe it must be Xia Yan, who is at the sixth level.But since he was seriously injured, there was not a single one of his strengths that could be displayed. Even if he did it this time, what price did he pay?

"It would be great if we were stronger." Everyone blamed themselves slightly in their hearts.

It would be great if he could be a little stronger, on the mountain, Song Ji thought so too.

His whole body was dripping with blood, no good piece of meat could be seen, and cold white bones were exposed in some places.

The same situation as him is the team of spies on the opposite side.

They came to Mausoleum with a mission, and if they didn't get the key, they would destroy it. How could they stay here honestly?

When fighting started inside, the spies tried to get in.

Maybe they can't get the key, but if the action of destroying the loyalty can force them to fall a few more geniuses, it will be a great achievement.

Xiao Lin even persuaded Song Ji, "Why don't you join us? Your ability is very useful, but you may not be valued and cultivated here."

I'm afraid this ability will be feared by others, right?As long as he dares to stab himself in the heart, anyone whose strength does not exceed the third level can be killed!

Even Kobayashi and Oda were shocked by his determination and cruelty when they discovered this strange ability.

Many people can only be cruel to others, but not to themselves, and they cannot bear a little punishment.In order to stop them and prevent them from getting close to the key, this man cut himself 32 times in a row!The knife is so fierce that a large piece of flesh and blood can come down every time.

But Song Ji just yelled at them, pointed at these people with a small knife that was almost dyed red, and squeezed out a dry voice from his old bellows-like chest cavity, "You asked my cousin the same way back then, didn't you?" ?”

The same thing, how dare they say it to him again!

"will not."

He will definitely not join them!

Even with his life, he wants to stop these people!

And at the last moment.

wow...

Song Ji half-slumped to the ground and fell down slowly.The pale joints became too smooth from the blood, and the knife could no longer hold it.The bones on his body clanged and were about to fall apart into a pile.The ground was stained red with blood, like a dark carpet, and the strong smell of blood spread.

He is so tired.

He has tried his best, leaving most of them, only two people, and he is really exhausted.

Song Ji's whole body was intact, only his face was intact. He was afraid that if he scratched his face and met his cousin underground, he would not be able to recognize him.

Crystal tears came out unknowingly, swirling in the eye sockets, sour and astringent.

If only that "Resurrection" could be read now.

While he was still breathing, he returned his life to his cousin and played the last role.

I hope Ye Zesheng won't be angry. Although he got tricked occasionally, he is indeed a good friend. It's a pity that they may not see each other again in the future...

I don't know if Danxin will also pay him.

He can be regarded as...successful, right?

This time, he didn't hold back others, he avenged his cousin and helped Danxin stop them.

He is, too, valuable.

The pair of eyes that used to be lively, then died, and now gradually filled with light, dimmed again.

This is a sign that life is being lost.

Even if the knife he held was a magic weapon, there was too much blood on his body, so much that it seemed completely irreparable.He also lost a little bit of perception of the outside world. First, his eyes gradually blurred, and then he couldn't smell the smell at the tip of his nose. His limbs seemed to gradually become stiff and unconscious. Finally returned to his mother's arms, surrounded by quiet darkness.

In my heart, only a voice I heard before suddenly sounded:

"Son, are you willing to return to the embrace of the Lord?"

The blond woman and the red-haired man came out from behind the tree, stepped over the corpses all over the ground, and walked to the skeleton with only the head left, admiring it all over their faces.

The last two Japanese spies who had just escaped were also killed by them.

For them, this boy is the biggest gain of this trip.

"You were born sinful."

Like the divine voice from the nine heavens, it suddenly fell into Song Ji's mind.

"Pray for the Lord's forgiveness, Amen."