With a burst of aura in Su Mu's arms, aura gushed out, forming a thick aura shield, which protected the bell that was only the size of a basketball.
The wind pressure as sharp as a knife hit the aura shield, like two iron objects colliding with each other, making a crisp sound of clanging.
Thanks to Su Mu's delicate and powerful control over the aura, he created the aura shield in time, otherwise Ling would have died indirectly in Su Mu's hands.
Su Mu was not ambiguous, his hands were not afraid of the fierce wind pressure, and he directly penetrated into the aura shield against it, holding Ling's spirit body carefully in his heart.
"Sorry, I'm late." Su Mu murmured apologetically looking at Ling's miserable condition.
Ling's consciousness was already blurred, she only felt warm and indescribably comfortable all over her body.
This feeling can only be found in tree gods.
Is it a tree god?
It must be the tree god coming, so good, Ling finally persisted until the tree god came.
Bell...so tired.
Bell... sleepy, want to sleep.
Thinking of this, Ling's remaining consciousness could no longer hold on, and fell into the darkness.
Seeing that Ling's remaining spirit body was disintegrating rapidly, Su Mu's heart twitched violently, and he quickly incorporated Ling into this body.
Trees can nourish souls, and Su Mu's tree body has evolved repeatedly and is no different from Tiancaidibao.
Although this body is not his body, it is also made of a root of his body. Naturally, it has the effect of the body, but the effect is far less powerful than the body.
Sure enough, the disintegration of Ling's spiritual body after being incorporated into this body was quickly stabilized.
But the situation is still not optimistic.
It is necessary to send the spirit back to the valley as soon as possible, and let his body accumulate it himself.
Su Mu looked back and 'looked' at those menacing alien species, his voice was as cold as ice that would never melt for thousands of years, and he rang out under the sky: "Use your blood to take over my anger."
Su Mu's arms hanging on both sides of his body were suddenly raised horizontally, the aura in his body was stirring endlessly, and the hazy light on his body surface shone brightly, illuminating every detail within a radius of tens of meters.
His wooden arms bulged unnaturally, and the texture of the tree was stretched for no reason, as if there were little mice running inside.
swish swish.
Branches sprouted in this arm, like a tree root deep in the ground branching out a large number of root hairs. These root hairs are 5 meters long, and the ends are all very sharp without exception, showing an inverted triangle shape. There are ferocious and domineering barbs, as thick as a baby's arm, like a sharp lance in the hands of a knight, piercing obliquely into the sky, as if to tear the sky apart.
The spears are like a forest, and the dense lances are arranged in an orderly manner, without any clutter.
The eyes of the alien rushing to the front reflected the dense forest of spears, and suddenly the hair turned upside down, and the pupils of the beast shrank to the size of a pinprick.
But they don't have Su Mu's ability to turn from extremely fast to extremely quiet in an instant. It is simply whimsical to want to stop while charging at high speed.
The only way out is to rush down. These spears are all made of wood. They are all rough and thick. Are you afraid that these bird spears will fail? !
As for the dangerous aura on the spear?
It's an illusion!
It must be an illusion!
The white tiger rushing to the front whimpered a few times, its long hair curled up by the strong wind, it was full of arrogance, the only fly in the ointment was that there was a scorched black mark on the side rib, which destroyed this arrogance.