The ground elk was in pain, and a ground elk hit him head-on.

The antlers are tough, comparable to swords.

But the old tree monster was completely wooden, and it didn't hurt or itch if it hit a hundred times.

Where would you take these small attacks into consideration?

"Old Tree Monster, start with a gentle move and smash my venison. What will I eat in the next few days."

Xin Lin said angrily.

When the old tree monster heard this, he shook the tree body.

"I know, I know, the old monster is heavy, so let the young people practice. The old monster just created a maze array just now, and it's enough."

As he said that, a dark shadow moved around.

Twenty or thirty tree soldiers quickly joined the battlefield like ghosts.

Now that Xin Lin is on the mainland battlefield, the old tree monster is not idle either.

Mayor Chang had searched every student and captain earlier, but Xin Lin's tree soldiers and monsters did not play according to common sense.

She asked the old tree monster to leave the town early, and when the search was completed, she took the old tree monster and set off.

After it followed Xin Lin all the way to the battlefield, it looked for suitable tree soldiers everywhere.

During the day, even when the little prince and others saw it, they only thought it was the trees by the roadside and didn't pay attention at all.

In this way, Xin Lin accidentally had a hidden power of his own.

In addition to the disciples it had already brought with it, Xin Lin had been rushing for more than ten days, and the old tree monster also cultivated more than a dozen new tree soldiers.

These tree soldiers lined up together, and quickly changed the formation amid the shouts of the old tree monster.

The violent ground elk did not know how powerful these tree soldiers were.

They ignored them and rushed towards the tree soldiers again and again, but the tree soldiers changed very quickly, and the thorns in the ground had no effect on them.

In a moment, more than twenty ground elks were trapped by tree soldiers.

They went around in circles in the bushes and had no idea of ​​their way out.

"It's been passed."

Xin Lin was outside the maze array, and saw the elks inside, and he was already confused, so he could not get out.

In the end, the ground elks exhausted their energy, one after another, foaming at the mouth, convulsing their limbs, and slumping to the ground.

"Hehe, little master, you are satisfied now."

The old tree monster shook the branches and looked flattering.

"My little guys have cleaned up, the boss hasn't come out yet."

Xin Lin said to the air.

"Your Excellency, you have a good method, but it will make Feng look at him with admiration."

The wind suddenly became colder.

There was a cold sound in the wind.

A figure appeared in front of Xin Lin.

It was a man, he was neither tall nor short, and his voice was a little low.

Judging from his appearance, he is obviously not from the Eastern Continent.

"Qing Cang people."

Xin Lin glanced at the other party and identified the other party's identity.

This person's aura is very similar to that of Zhao Sanniang.

"Since you know that I am from Qing Cang, you should also know what I want."

Feng Guardian glanced at Xin Lin and the old tree monster behind her who was energetic.

Goblins and stone monsters are also uncommon on the Qingcang Continent.

However, there are not many people who can directly control the old tree monster.

The information he received earlier about Xin Lin was just saying that she was a spiritual master, a spiritual master, but she didn't hear that she was still a spiritual master.

Only a spirit-summoner can drive the spirits of all things.

"You are... King Cang. If you guessed correctly, you should have come to capture me."

Xin Lin thought for a while and replied with a crisp voice.
Chapter completed!