When it was daybreak, Zhang Yang and Wu Yuan had already escaped more than 50 miles at a time, but there was no sword toothed tiger king behind them to catch up.
This is almost certain.
Because compared with the tiger traitor Gai, they only killed ten tiger people, and the hatred value is not a level at all.
But if they didn't escape last night, with the heads of ten tiger people hanging, and some secret arrangements of the cover nearby, once the Saber Toothed Tiger King appeared, he might have eaten them alive.
Of course, it is more likely that they will both lose and gain.
He is worthy of being the leading actor. He is clever and cunning. He is so good at digging holes for others.
"Stop, it's safe here for the time being. Wu Yuan, go to wash the bloody gas from your body and gather up the murderous gas from your body, and it can't be done like this."
Zhang Yang looked around and said.
"Mr. village head, we are 59 hours away from the countdown to the new task. Shouldn't we go to the tiger territory right away?" Wu Yuan asked, he is still a little guilty now, because if he was not confused by Gai, then they would not have been confused to open the hidden plot. As a result, the time was suppressed in three days, which is really fatal.
"Don't worry, kill the saber toothed tiger king first, and you think there are soft persimmons on the tiger side, hundreds of soldiers. When it's not the right time, we'll just deliver food to people."
"Still killing?"
Wu Yuan was stunned. I can't believe that his strength was so perfect last night. If you can't kill him, I'll follow him. Now I have to go back and kill him. I don't want to play like this.
"Don't be surprised. If you want to do a good job, you must sharpen your weapons first. Last night, our weapons were not hard enough. You killed a fart, so this morning I will warm up an iron wood for you, and you will cut it into a long spear suitable for you."
"Secondly, I have to crack the suppression of melee professional murderous gas field on me, otherwise I can't help in the battle."
"Third, I've made great progress in my research on fireball in the first few days. I'll see if I can upgrade the power of fireball."
"As for the end, I'll try to see if I can extract pure mana from the blood of these fierce beasts."
"We don't fight unprepared battles."
With one breath, Zhang Yang starts to be busy. Now he has a whole set of plans, so although time is pressing, he is still confident.
Half an hour later, Zhang Yang first threw away the blood of a rare fierce beast wrapped in a soul force field.
"So it is. Isn't there any Demon power in the blood of the fierce beast? They really rely solely on the power of the body. In this way, if the beast becomes a monster, it will be equivalent to a human mage. If the beast becomes a fierce beast, it will be equivalent to a warrior. This power system is simple, old-fashioned, reliable and can restrain each other. "
Zhang Yang bares his teeth. If that saber toothed tiger king is a monster, he doesn't have to be so vigilant and embarrassed. A set of imprisonment magic can open up the battle situation.
"It seems that I not only need to crack the killing aura of melee profession, but also need to find ways to improve the power of incarceration spell, but the latter is too late, and there are not many ways, because incarceration spell is a constant spell, and the power of the spell itself will not change, and it will change with the soul strength level of the releaser."
While thinking about it, Zhang Yang did not stop. He quickly found a suitable tree around him. Then he opened his soul field and began to warm up. Now his soul field is stronger, so the warm up process will be faster.
Just an hour later, Zhang Yang took back his soul field and stepped back. Without his command, Wu Yuan, who had been ready for a long time, stepped forward quickly, holding a bronze dagger in his hand.
"Mr. village head, please step back a little bit, because the hardness of the iron wood is that the bronze dagger can't be cut, so I need to use some other methods."
"Shaqi field? Can you tell me the principle and basic use of these forces? " Zhang Yang immediately asked, if you want to crack the killing aura of melee profession, of course you have to start with Wu Yuan.
Wu Yuan was stunned, and immediately understood the intention of publicity. "The name of Shaqi field is good, but I don't know the principle. I can only say that this kind of power is not simply obtained through the accumulation of Shaqi, but through the continuous accumulation of power to obtain higher-level changes. For example, that's it."
As Wu Yuan spoke, he held a bronze dagger in his left and right hands. His left dagger poked at the iron wood, leaving only a white spot. His right dagger poked again, and it was like cutting tofu.
"This is your power, village head. This is my power. We use the same bronze dagger, and the result is so different, because as long as the power reaches a certain level, even a twig can turn decay into magic. This should be the reason why your incarceration spell is invalid for me. It's very simple, but it's hard to crack it, unless your spell level is stronger."
"As you said, I give you warm iron wood is not very meaningful?" Zhang Yang frowned."Of course not, Mr. village head. What I said just now is only applicable to weaker opponents than me. However, it is very necessary to have a better weapon when meeting the saber toothed tiger king, because a stronger weapon can withstand my strength, you see."
Wu Yuan suddenly rubbed his hands, and the bronze dagger was directly kneaded into a ball by him.
Zhang Yang was silent for a long time. "I understand. If I give you more hard iron wood, can you kill the saber toothed tiger king without my help?"
"Yes, Mr. village head, in theory, it's like this, so you don't need to crack the killing aura. The conflict between melee profession and your profession is innate. How can it be perfect? No matter how hard you crack it, as long as you get close to any melee fighter like me within 100 meters, you are almost dead. "
"But I don't think I can stand the big fireball if I keep my distance. Of course, I mean the terrible big fireball that we met against Orc mage that day."
Zhang Yang was silent again. Wu Yuan's words made him wake up. He really wanted to understand what he saw. He wanted to figure out everything by virtue of his own soul field.
In fact, not necessarily. He can't be perfect in all aspects. It's better to concentrate on exploring and improving what he is good at than wasting time.
For example, rubbing wood spear, rubbing fireball, imprisoning spell and soul force field. If they all continue to improve, they will be very powerful.
So he solemnly asked again:
"if I can give you more hard iron wood, are you sure you can kill the saber toothed tiger king?"
"Yes, Mr. village head, I'm very sure that a good weapon can make up the power gap between us." Wu Yuan also said solemnly.
"Well, you wait!"
Zhang Yang is also ruthless. He has never tried to raise Tiemu to the extreme, because it is a waste of soul power, and there is no need for it.
But now he's going to try.
Wu Yuan nodded to one side and looked forward to it.
At this time, instead of being busy warming up, Zhang Yang raised his head and looked up at this already very different tree, from the crown, treetop to every leaf.
The soul force field is released, but it doesn't compress at all. It's just shrouded peacefully, like an invisible cloud.
Zhang Yang abandons all thoughts and imagines his big tree. His feet turn into roots and go deep into the ground. His body turns into a trunk to resist the storm. His head turns into a crown. He can see farther and higher. No, he wants to plunder more sunlight.
This idea flashed by, and he suddenly felt that his whole body was warm, even the sun in the sky was no longer dazzling, all the leaves were cheering, and a mysterious power was being absorbed and gathered by him.
Then the absorbed power is divided into countless parts and becomes a part of the body.
"I need that power."
Subconsciously, Zhang Yang thinks that this kind of power is very useful, but he does not intercept it. Instead, he uses the soul force field to participate in it. He concentrates these magical forces on the tree trunk, and speeds up the growth of the internal fiber cells again. At the same time, he makes the most intensive arrangement of them in the growth process.
This is a very complicated and monotonous work, but also consumes a lot of soul power.
But what's interesting is that when the soul power of publicity is consumed, the energy from photosynthesis of leaves can be restored to him in a small amount.
"Is this the truth that the wood demon tower can restore vitality and soul power?"
Zhang Yang doesn't have too many associations and doesn't care about the passage of time. The whole person is always in such a state. Until those leaves can no longer transmit energy, he takes back his soul force field. When he opens his eyes, the sun is setting. He spends a whole day.
But what surprised him even more was that the big tree he had raised died.
It's not right, because the leaves of the tree are still there, and the branches are luxuriant, only the bark. All the barks are dead, like a corpse that has been sucked away by a vampire.
If you pick it with your hand, it's a big piece.
There are still a lot of dead bark in this way, and there is still one layer after another.
When Zhang Yang reaches the last layer, he can see the black jade tree trunk, full of vitality, and the thickness is only the size of the bowl mouth.
When you tap it with your hand, it makes a clear sound like gold and jade.
"Mr. village head, it's really amazing. All day long, I saw the tree evolving like a Python's skin. Now the hardness of the tree trunk is even harder than that of my team leader spear."
Wu Yuan also cried out excitedly. If the weapon made of this material can't kill the saber toothed tiger king, he will not be named Wu from now on!
"Can you cut?"
Zhang Yang asked him, so the ecstasy on Wu Yuan's face suddenly solidified, yes, he was powerless to cut.
"So, in fact, I'm the most professional in this kind of thing, right?" With a smile, Zhang Yang has a full sense of achievement."Right, right." Wu Yuan's head is like a chicken pecking rice. What he can say at this time is, of course, the eldest.
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