Later, that scene made Zhuang Lin's scenes appear in front of his eyes.

In his eyes, Wu Mu's corpse king and Daojun who floated above the air, at the same time raised his hands, the palms facing up, and the two stories were more magnificent than just now.

The body came out, and he didn't pay attention.

Fortunately, his response was fast enough. In the mid -air, one pushing down and fell steadily in a few meters away.

The black air airflow deeply pierced into the ground, rotating madly, with the rotation of these black air flows like a touch, the entire ground trembled violently.

, Also began to fall apart.

The ground is constantly shaking, and the land around the Lingjing has a rapid collapse, and a huge cracks appear.

There will be such a violent reaction.

Between the mountains and mountains, the upper half of the Lingsai was out of the mud and rose to the edge of the flowers of the flowers.

Not made of metal, but wood.

To be precise, it is the top of a big tree, and there are sparse branches and cyan leaves on it.

Time, a little bit of past, this big tree that was buried under the ground did not know how many years, and was pulled out of the ground a little bit. When the entire torso was exposed outside, Zhuang Lin looked stupid.

Eyes.

The twisting trunk is about one meter, height, and will not exceed six meters. On the top, the thin and sparse branches of thighs, and some sporadic branches.

The dense, it looks like the dry old locust tree with a new year.

Zhuang Lin's mouth, raising his head, watching the old tree hanging in the air, couldn't help swallowing.

Even if his imagination is rich, he can't think of it. The so -called Lingjing turned out to be an old tree.

In this world, which kind of tree is buried in the soil and can still live as usual! At least he has never seen it and never heard it. Today, it is an eye.

"The spiritual heart of trees, this time, has made a lot of money. With the spiritual heart of this tree and wood, in the future, the growth rate of the elixir in the pharmaceutical garden space and the medicinal properties of the elixir will be greatly improved.

"Dao Jun looked at the old tree under him, and his face showed ecstasy, and said with a smile.

"Unexpectedly, I really did n’t expect that I would find a tree of trees here. If the shit monks in the secret realm knew, would n’t it be popular.”

It was also staring at the old tree below without blinking, and it was ecstatic.

"Zhuanglin, hurry up, and put this spirit into the pharmaceutical garden space." After a brief excitement, Wu Mu's corpse king and Daojun returned to normal, looking at Zhuanglin, urging him.

The late changes are changed. Although the depths of the ground here, the spiritual heart is not closed, and the magnificent aura will inevitably come out. At this time, if there is any cultivation as a deep monk, it will definitely notice that at that time, it is impossible to be sure

There must be trouble again.

Zhuanglin, who reacted, nodded again and again, Mali's power to mobilize the space of the pharmaceutical garden, wrapped it towards the old tree that was suspended in the air.

Different from ordinary objects and human beings. This time, he wants to include a large tree with a number of meters high, and in this class, there are also horrible aura.

For him, it can be described as a few huge projects.

In the space flowing from the vortex, it is covered with a little bit of the old tree. This process seems a bit slow. In the whole process, whether it is the king of Wumu and Daojun or the dragon next to it, it is like a present.

The appearance of the enemy is around.

If at this time, if any wind blows, they will inevitably shot in the first time, and they will be in the cradle of possible dangers.

Fortunately, in this circle, there is no monk's gate, and the people around them have been moved in advance, so no one notice that under the bottom of this place, the turbulent fluctuation of the aura.

It took about 20 minutes, and the space power completely covered the old tree. Under the traction of Zhuanglin, the old tree moved a little towards the blue vortex below.

Among them, by this, Zhuang Lin finally relieved.

"Now, it's not easy, there is no supply of aura. These flowers will not last long. We must transfer all of them to the pharmaceutical garden space in the shortest time."

Falling down and said.

Jing Daojun reminded that Zhuang Lin remembered that here, there are tens of thousands of flowers, which are extremely precious. These treasures also have to go to the pharmaceutical garden.

He also knows that only the three of them wants to transfer all the flowers here to the pharmacy, I am afraid that it will take a day, and now he is the most lacking, that is, it is time.

After a while, he simply pulled out a few people who were still in the pharmacy.

After giving a few people to the gods, after simply speaking the situation here, the gods and other people and others were bright in front of the eyes, and the glory was released.

Flowing flowers.

With the addition of people of God for the sons, the speed of digging to flowers is obviously much faster, but there are too many flowers here, even if they do not rest, a little digging, a few use a few of them, and a few use a few.

In the hour, all the flowers in the pool were transferred to the pharmacy space.

After confirming that there was no more valuable thing left, Wu Mu's corpse king and Daojun, then took the gods and other people to return to the pharmaceutical garden space.

Although the spiritual heart and the past flowers have been transferred to the pharmacy space, they will be planted in the pharmacy in the next, otherwise, if it does not take long, these flowers will wither, and these flowers will wither.

So, waiting for them is another painful and happy project.
Chapter completed!