Chapter 684: Spirit Race Sacred Card (For the Joyful Light Helmsman)
"Are you lying to me?" Yang Ling's face became extremely angry. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Hehe, sort of!" the Thorn Demon nodded indifferently, "Your human race and our troll clan are originally mortal enemies, fighting for hundreds of millions of years, the grievances are too deep, besides, in the last big war, the ancestral vine was seriously damaged, even if I add my strength, it can only break the boundary wall of this little demon world, it is impossible to take you away, I want to go, goodbye!"
The Thorn Demon laughed a few more times, his breath soared, and an obscure aura erupted from the ancestral vine, and in the void, a black vortex loomed, and a large number of crystals in the cave began to crumble into streams of colored clouds and mist towards the black hole.
"Boom~"
There was a sudden loud bang on the side of the cave, a big hole exploded in the rock wall, and a purple figure walked out of the cave, with purple hair and purple robes, holding a purple ancient vine staff, with incomparable anger and hatred on his face, gritting his teeth and saying: "Thorn Demon, it turns out that the demon seed was stolen by you!"
The Thorn Demon smiled slightly, "What about me?" Since your demon vine betrayed the troll clan, there is only one fate left for you, and that is to perish, this ancestral root I will bring back to the troll realm and plant it in the demon abyss, you are ready to accept eternal suppression, haha!"
"It's not over yet, so why say it so early! Even without Zugen, you're no match for us. The purple-clothed giant vine mage raised the staff in his hand, "What are you waiting for?
"Boom Boom Boom~"
With three loud bangs in a row, the position of the mountain wall where the other three giant vines had pierced exploded one after another, and the three mages walked out of the blasted hole with serious faces.
Yang Ling looked at the four giant vine mages, then at the thorn demons, and then arched his hands around with a humble face, "Come on, can I ask a question first?"
"Terran, what do you want to ask? If you want to get almost free, the account between us still needs to be settled slowly. Master Wisteria said angrily.
Uh, Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that Lao Tzu hasn't opened his mouth yet, how do you know that I want to set it closely, but Lao Tzu really wants to set it up first!
Moreover, he helped the Assassin Demon destroy their ancestral roots, and if the Assassin escaped or defeated him for a while, he would definitely not be able to please him.
So Yang Ling hurriedly said with a look of sincere fear: "I don't know the grievances between you and the Assassin Demon, I just want to leave here, if I help you kill the Assassin Demon, can you let me go?"
"Haha~"
Before the giant vine mage could answer, the thorn demon looked up to the sky and laughed, looking at Yang Ling with very contemptuous eyes, "Kill me, what a big breath, do you ask these four rotten vines if you are so sure?" For the sake of you helping me, I can also help you in a while, so that you can die as much as possible." ”
"Hehe, is it?" Yang Ling was noncommittal, looking at the wisteria mage expectantly.
The wisteria mage looked at Yang Ling directly, seeing that he looked confident, and only nodded after a few seconds, "If you can really help us kill the Thorn Demon and regain the ancestral root, the grudge between us will be written off, and it will also help you leave this little demon realm!"
"Really?" Yang Ling was overjoyed.
"Hmph~, the suspicious nature of your human race has not changed since ancient times, and we trolls are the talkers. Master Wisteria said contemptuously.
Well, Yang Ling decided to take a gamble and turned to look at the Thorn Demon.
"Hahahaha~!" The thorn demon seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and the tears of laughter were about to fall, and he pointed at Yang Ling with the staff in his hand, "You are a little guy who is not in the spiritual realm, why kill me!"
"Just because Lao Tzu is a miner!"
Yang Ling slowly said word by word, and then a white light shot out from his forehead and shone on the ancestral root.
"Ding~, the system holder found a specific mineral, type: unknown, value: unknown, the system is being evaluated...... Level 5 Species, Value Assessment: None, Upgrading System Mineral Atlas...... The upgrade is completed, and the system holder will be rewarded with 20 million equivalent ore star coins. ”
Zugen is also a species that the system doesn't know, so he gave a reward of 20 million star coins, these Yang Ling doesn't care, what he cares about is whether the assassin demon hangs up.
It was quiet in the cave, and there was no sound at all.
The four giant vine mages looked at an empty pit in front of them as if they had seen a ghost.
But Yang Ling stared at the bottom of the pit tightly, but an ominous premonition rose in his heart, Zugen was gone, but the thorn demon was still there, and this thing was standing at the bottom of the pit in a daze, as if he had not woken up from the shock of Zugen's disappearance.
After a long time, the four giant vine mages slowly came back to their senses and stared at Yang Ling's body together.
"Boy, where did you get our ancestral roots?" the wisteria mage trembled and pointed at Yang Ling with his staff.
At this time, he was not only angry, but also full of fear, without Zugen, they could only be trapped in this little demon realm, and then wait for the day the little demon realm collapsed to fall into the cosmic rift together, and be ground into nothingness by the violent power of space.
"Return my ancestral roots~"
At this time, there was also an extremely angry roar from the bottom of the pit, and the thorn demon seemed to be crazy, and in the void, a fiery red thorn giant tree flashed out, and then countless giant python-like roots densely penetrated the void and swept towards Yang Ling.
Nima, the system of the pit daddy!
Yang Ling couldn't help but wail, originally he thought that if he killed the ancestral roots, these tree spirits and vine monsters would be hung up as if they had been dug up and cut off, but he didn't expect that they were all still alive and well.
So he didn't have time to think about it at all, and ran towards the entrance of the cave where he came in, but his body was still firmly entangled in mid-air by a tree vine, and then swung it fiercely and smashed it on the cave wall.
"Bang~!"
Yang Ling felt that his eyes were dark, and under the violent impact, his vitality was out of control, his spirit was scattered, and his internal organs and bones were almost smashed into flesh.
"Poof~~" A few mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Instead of letting him go, the vine rolled him up and lifted him up in front of the Wisteria Mage, "Say, where is the Zugen!" the Wisteria Mage roared.
Yang Ling opened his mouth, and the blood in his mouth gushed out like a fountain.
At this time, the four giant vine mages and thorn demons had already surrounded Yang Ling in the middle, staring at him fiercely with the same hatred, and the giant vines and thorn phantoms filled the entire space.
"Haha, it's useless for you to kill me, it's a big deal to die together!" Yang Ling vomited blood, and took out a dark golden card with his hand.
"Spirit Clan Holy Card~"
At the moment when the card appeared, the thorn demon screamed in fear and turned around and ran, while the other four giant vine mages were also stunned for a moment, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing, they left Yang Ling like birds and beasts, and rushed towards the entrance of the cave in a panic. (To be continued.) )