Chapter 99

Yang Fan looked at the Taoist boy with a wary face. Lingli broke 90%. Is this guy finally going to show his true face?

The fierce light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and even had made plans to let the tiger king and the black lion dog come and fight together.

No matter how rare and gentle the spirit plant is, it is also alien and can not be completely believed.

Moreover, only absorbing the aroma of pine tree can greatly improve his strength. Yang Fan has some expectations. If he can get the fruit of this pine tree or its wood spirit core, it will certainly bring him more and more benefits!

Wealth and wealth move people's hearts. What friendliness and kindness are pretended, okay?

Yang Fan knew that he was not a saint. If he had not secretly identified the spirit plant just now, and saw that its strength had reached the level of level 4 spirit plant, and there was also a skill of self exploding spirit body and hiding thousands of miles. I don't know if he, the tiger king and big black could keep it, Yang Fan would be the first to fight.

Therefore, in his heart, Yang Fan has always been a little uncertain whether to do it or not.

He even vaguely hoped that the spirit pine nut was really ill intentioned and could take the lead in fighting, so that he could stand up again, kill demons and seize treasures, and be more upright and confident.

The Taoist boy's feeling was very sharp. Almost at the moment of malice in Yang Fan's heart, he had already felt it. He couldn't help but step back carefully. What does this human want to do, kill trees and win treasures?

It's too irritable. What's the matter with human beings now? Have they all been bitten by mad dogs? They always want to kill demons and demons?

In particular, the human in front of him is greedy and irritable. His body is like a bottomless hole. He absorbs spiritual power quickly. He really doesn't dare to let him suck it all the time. He can't stand it at all.

Alas!

I really shouldn't have brought him here before!

I'm really anxious. I should wait. Maybe there will be better candidates passing by!

"Taoist friend, wait a minute!" the regretful little Taoist suddenly said, "if you are angry because the supply of spiritual power has been reduced, maybe I can explain to you!"

We are all civilized people. There is no need to be so violent!

It is a peace loving pine tree! Although the strength is strong, but really not good at fighting ah!

Seeing that the little Taoist seemed to be more nervous than himself, Yang Fan frowned slightly and decided to give it a chance: "tell me!"

Ling Songzi took a slow breath, looked at Yang Fan bitterly and said, "the speed at which Taoist friends absorb and refine spiritual power is too amazing, and my spiritual power reserve is limited, so I can't supply it to Taoist friends without limit."

Then lingsongzi raised his little hand, which was white and tender, pointed to Zhu Zhengqi and Zhu Caiwei, and said, "since these people are friends of Taoist friends, I don't want to let them have no spiritual power to absorb because of the existence of Taoist friends, and their accomplishments have no inch progress?"

Yang Fan was stunned. What bullshit logic is this? The speed of absorbing spiritual power is too fast. Blame me?

Moreover, why not concentrate all the spiritual power on him alone?

High quality resources should be given priority to the best Terrans. This is one of the survival iron rules that all Terrans should abide by in the end of the world. No one will feel inappropriate.

What Terrans need is not a group of mediocre low-end warriors, but high-end combat power that can protect one side one after another.

Let some of the best gifted warriors take the lead in strengthening, build a safe and powerful barrier for the Terran and each city, and at the same time, they can go out of the city to hunt monsters, seize more survival resources and feed back those low-end warriors and ordinary Terrans. This is a virtuous circle and the consensus of the Federation and human warriors.

A big pot of rice or even distribution will not work at the end of the world. High-end combat power is an indispensable existence of a city and a country at any time.

It's like the Western Chu city. After the defeat of the South China master, the martial arts under hundreds of thousands of masters in the whole city have no resistance at all. They can only watch a few demon kings wreak havoc at the head of the city.

If you are a big city, there is no way but to detonate the psionics and die with the demon king outside.

This is not a tragedy of the lack of high-end combat power. If there was a second Wuzong strongman in Xichu city at that time, or the Wuzong strongmen in other surrounding cities could come to help in time, how dare the four demon kings be so unscrupulous?

In the final analysis, there is a lack of high-end warriors among the Terrans, so there are many tragedies of the war to destroy the city.

Yang Fan is a person who has been through the end of the world. Many of his ways of thinking have become eschatological. People with high talent and strong ability should get more cultivation resources. This is not selfishness, but heavy responsibility!

"Then stop their spiritual power supply and let me absorb it first! When my strength is strong, I will naturally search for more spiritual objects to compensate them!"

Yang Fan looked very serious and said this sentence, which seemed very selfish and shameless to lingsongzi.

He has a system around him. He has a ruling monster destined to become an emperor in the future. He also has the memory and experience of countless human warriors in the Western Chu city. On the potential of the future and the role of the human race, everyone here is not as good as him. Therefore, Yang fan is fully qualified to enjoy these resources here and now.

Others say he is selfish or he eats alone. He has a clear conscience.

To become stronger is not in vain. He came back from the end and lived this life again!

Lingsongzi couldn't help but want to slap himself with a big mouth.

How on earth had it been fascinated by ghosts before, and how could it have thought of recruiting such a selfish thing to Anping temple?

Is there something wrong with your spiritual sense?

When he released his breath to lure these people over, he clearly felt that the people sitting in the helicopter were all good people at the bottom of his heart. Why did Mao change as soon as he came down?

This guy is not only greedy and selfish, but also very irritable. From the beginning, his evil thoughts have never stopped. He is constantly making his own ideas, and his tendency of violence is very serious.

If lingsongzi hadn't sensed that Yang Fan's eyes were pure and his will was very pure, there might be a possibility of communication and coexistence. It would have taken root and fled long ago and wouldn't play with these bad guys.

"Absolutely not!" the little boy simply refused. "You are not my predestined person. I just let you absorb so many spiritual essence. It is the limit of the poor road."

Although I don't want to fight, lingsongzi has its own principles and bottom line. It doesn't want to make a return investment, even a pine tree.

"But!" seeing that Yang Fan immediately changed his face and his killing intention was boiling, Ling Songzi was very upset. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he touched an egg sized pine nut from his arms and handed it to Yang Fan: "I have a pine cone here that can be given to Taoist friends. I hope Taoist friends can raise your hand and give poor Tao a little thin noodles."

Yang Fan suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the pinecones in the hands of the little Taoist priest. He felt that a strong life energy was contained in it, which was much more powerful than those spiritual fruits and elixirs he had come into contact with before!

"Meow ~!"

"Baba!"

At the same time, the tiger king and the black lion dog 30 meters away also stood up at the same time. They looked straight at the pine cone that suddenly appeared in front of Yang Fan, and the saliva flowed from the corner of their mouth.

Yang Fan took the pine nut and threw it into his mouth.

"When you take a millennium spirit pinecone, your HP strength and soul strength are greatly improved. HP strength + 1000, spirit strength + 50, soul strength + 20 and life expectancy + 20."

It also increased the intensity of Qi and blood by one thousand awesome points, and the mental strength of fifty points.

Of course, compared with the improvement of strength, what makes Yang Fan feel more incredible is the last attribute.

Life plus 20 years!

It's awesome. What's the wood?

Like this kind of spiritual fruit that can directly increase life span, even in later generations, it is also very few. It is a proper legendary thing!

Yang Fan licked his lips and said, "I'm afraid it's not enough to have only one?"

"You see, there are so many people here and my two little pets. At least one of them is right!"

You might as well grab it!

Really think poor pinecones are Chinese cabbage? Can you catch a lot of them?

As soon as the Taoist boy's face changed, he had a new understanding of Yang Fan's greed.

"Taoist friends are joking." the little Taoist child said, "this is a thousand year spirit fruit, and the quantity is extremely limited. Moreover, one person can only take one at most, and there are certain restrictions on the cultivation of those who take it. Among these people present, only Taoist friends, you are barely qualified to take it."

I thought this spiritual fruit could explode this hateful human. Unexpectedly, this human's absorption ability was so abnormal that he refined all the medicine in an instant and turned it into a little cultivation in his own body.

Yang Fan disagreed and said, "it doesn't matter if you can't take it now. I can take it for them temporarily. When their strength comes, it's not too late to take it again."

Spirit pine nut:

I've never seen such a brazen man before. What's the difference between him and a robber?

Ling Songzi was very angry. He wanted to take root and leave.

"Otherwise," Yang Fan didn't want to force the little Taoist too hard and stepped back: "just the others. Those two little girls are my disciples. If you keep two for them, I'll leave here and never absorb more spiritual power. How about?"

"This..."

The pine nut knits its brows and looks entangled, but the fruit of the soul is gathered by its own essence of life. Every child is so equal that its children are not willing to give away too much.

"Well, give me two more at most!" Ling Songzi thought for a moment, and finally nodded and agreed: "if you are not satisfied with receiving these two pinecones, I will be really polite!"

The psionic power on lingsongzi suddenly broke out, which appropriately gave Yang Fan a small warning.

Don't regard its compassion and friendliness as weakness and deception. Its spirit pine nut is not a soft persimmon. It's powerful!

Yang Fan's mind was cold, and his body couldn't help taking a step back.

The strength of this spirit plant was really strong, and his martial arts disciples' peak cultivation couldn't resist.

However, he was more curious that lingsongzi clearly had such a strong strength, and his spiritual strength was not very weak. There was no need for such compromise, but why would it accept such unreasonable demands? It was unscientific!

It persisted in this place, and gave up the pine cone with all its strength and unyielding, providing Zhu Zhengqi with everfount mental strength for endless generations. What exactly is the picture?

Fate is nonsense. Whoever believes in it is a fool. Lingsongzi's efforts to help several people improve their strength regardless of loss must be the intention of others.

But the question is, what else can Zhu Zhengqi think of so much about a level 4 spirit plant in addition to his spiritual power and flesh?

Ling Songzi took out two more pinecones and slowly handed them to Yang Fan. Yang Fan looked away from the pinecones and stared at the little Taoist in front of him.

As if, he seemed to see a layer of light gray light gathering all over the body of the little Taoist, and gradually integrated into his body.

When these lights integrated into its body, the little Taoist priest's small face, which had been stiff and solemn, unconsciously showed a silk with a little obscene comfortable smile.