Lin Du guessed that the tree's root system under the sand was definitely very wide, but he didn't know it was so wide.
She was at least three feet away from the tree trunk, and the roots could obviously extend.
Lin Du didn't want to be used as fertilizer, and a strong confrontation would be particularly disadvantageous for someone like her who specialized in formations, but it had reached this point and she couldn't avoid it.
The young man in green raised his hand, and all the spiritual energy that had been running wildly just now was poured into his right hand, and then he punched hard.
With a bang, the red, black and smelly juice splashed out. As soon as it fell into the air, it quickly froze into a flower of frost.
The biting cold air spread rapidly from the air, which was the aftermath of Lin Du's spiritual power.
Ni Si, who had just escaped, felt that her breathing was sluggish due to the cold air, and the breath she just exhaled quickly turned into white mist in the air.
Lin Du fell to the ground, followed by a splintered mass of red ice that fell to the ground with a splutter.
In front of the water mirror, Elder Ju Yuan, who had just raised his heart strings, let out a long breath, followed by the sound of exhaling one after another.
Lin Du had never learned physical skills and knew nothing about swordsmanship. No one knew why that punch was so powerful. It could only be attributed to his extraordinary talent.
Only the person involved was looking at her fist thoughtfully at the moment. Because of the majestic barrier of spiritual energy, her hand was not stained with any flesh and blood.
Yes, flesh and blood.
This demonized red willow branch has long since become flesh and blood.
Lin Du thought of what Yan Ye said that day, "One move is enough."
No one below Teng Yun could catch his ice-breaking punch.
She was thoughtful and completely understood what Yan Ye meant.
Cutting melons and vegetables is done by hand. Although it is simple and crude, it is effective enough.
I just hope that she, a one-punch superman in the world of cultivation, can grow some hair.
Lin Du turned his head and glanced at the man who was shivering under the aftermath of her spiritual power, then raised his feet and planned to leave this place of right and wrong.
Ni Si shuddered again at that condescending and cold look. No one knew better than her now what it means to be the most talented person on the Qingyun List.
The spiritual energy was bitingly cold, and now it penetrated into her skin along her pores. Even the spiritual energy she had moved to resist the cold shrank back the moment it came into contact with the spiritual energy.
Monsters have spirits. As long as they are not stimulated to the point of going crazy and losing their minds, they will naturally not take the initiative when encountering something stronger than themselves. This little monk with a charm is not easy to mess with, and that one can smash it with one punch. The monks are even more difficult to mess with.
After Lin Du finished pretending, he kept his scornful eyes, turned around and walked away, stepping on something without paying attention.
She staggered, the end of her cloak swept across the sand, and then squatted down, as if she was just gathering momentum.
What tripped her up was a skull.
The skull was embedded deep in the sand, with only a little bit of the skull exposed.
Lin Du knelt down and clasped the culprit who tripped her with his knuckles, trying to gently wake up the sleeping soul.
But obviously the soul is long gone.
Lin Du made a judgment based on the miscellaneous books he read. He had been dead for at least a hundred years.
It just so happens that this little world opened up for the last time.
She frowned. The death rate in this small world was very low. She had done her homework before coming here. Last time, there were 321 monks, 301 came out, and only 20 died, even if all the red willows were eaten. No, the demonic aura is not serious enough to turn a spiritual plant into flesh and blood.
Lin Du took out a shovel from his storage ring. Under the complicated gazes of the two people, he skillfully began to dig the soil. He inserted the shovel into the sand, stepped on it to gain strength, and then turned it over. It was completely normal. It's like you're used to it.
"What does Lin Du want to do?"
"That thing is... a shovel?"
Ju Yuan raised his hand to his forehead and said, "It's a shovel."
The disciples of their Supreme Sect, after establishing their foundation, will more or less be arrested to learn the magic of planting spiritual plants and raising spiritual beasts, which is called learning how to be self-reliant.
This shovel is actually a auxiliary item. All disciples will get this thing for the first time and use it to check the condition of the land and plants.
"You Supreme Sect disciples are really versatile." An elder smirked.
Lin Du's movements became faster and faster, and soon everyone knew why Lin Du was holding the shovel.
The roots of the red willow tree are twisted and twisted. The roots are as thick as an adult's arm. When exposed to the sky, they show a blood-red black color. When a shovel is pressed against it without spiritual power, it cannot shake the roots at all.
Even the well-informed elders couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
The willow has absorbed countless flesh and blood, condensing into red and black branches filled with evil spirits, entangled and intertwined, and scattered among them are clearly human bones.
The roots of the tree penetrate deeply into the ground, and there are numerous bones trapped in them, and the yin energy is strong.
Lin Du lowered his eyes and saw a skull. Two tree roots seemed to have grown from the back, passing through two dark eye holes. Only that one part was thin, and it became thicker as it extended forward, like white bones and flesh. The nourished branches of hell.
And this was already three feet away from the trunk of the red willow tree. Lin Du only dug a small pit, which was only enough for an adult to lie down, but there were already more than a dozen skulls.
Lin Du raised his head and glanced at the sky, then said, "The small world is only opened once every hundred years on average. It has only been opened seven times since its discovery. Seven times, how can so many people die?"
She is Yan Ye's apprentice, so she naturally knows that the Heavenly Eye has no sound, but someone will always see such a loud movement.
Some of the elders in the room suddenly stood up and read out Lin Du's mouth pattern.
Jun Qian's scalp went numb for a moment, "A total of one hundred and fifty-seven monks died seven times."
But among the one hundred and fifty-seven monks, many died not because of the demon willow.
In other words, many people in this small world have died under this demon willow before.
Lin Du glanced at Ni Si and Li Dong, who were so frightened that their faces were pale, and put away the shovel.
The roots of the red willow were exposed to the sky and soon became restless.
Lin Du took out his Fusheng fan and waved it in front of the two people, freezing the willow branches that were about to move.
The moment the strange frost slowly condensed, Li Dong shouted, "It's you!"
Lin Du raised his eyelids and glanced at the two people who were getting closer and closer to him because of excessive fear. When they saw the frost slowly condensing, they both showed horrified expressions, and then looked at her in disbelief.
"Are you trying to steal my money on purpose?"
Lin Du lowered his eyelids again, "No, don't be too sentimental. It's just an accident."
This time she used her telepathy to avoid Ni Si and Li Dong.
Ni Si stamped her feet angrily, "It's obviously you who are the reason why we are frozen, but you, the culprit, still dare to ask us for money?"
Lin Du knelt down and without raising his head, he took out a dagger and cut off the tree root covered with a thin layer of ice. Just as the root was about to explode, the cut surface was frozen by the spreading frost. .
She lowered her head, looking at the twigs and roots of the tree that were still twisting in her hands, and fell into deep thought.
No, it’s still wrong, this demonic power is wrong.
Not only flesh and blood, but also resentment.
The dark resentment is inside the tree roots, and the outer layer is the evil spirit made of flesh and blood.
In other words, the reason why this tree turned into a demon was because of the stimulation of a lot of resentment.
Lin Du took out an array ruler and a detection array disk, and looked down at the array of array lines that were quickly and intricately gathering together.
"Lin Du! You must give us an explanation today!" Ni Si and Li Dong were still chattering.
Lin Du got annoyed and snapped his fingers, and the frost spontaneously climbed onto the two people's feet, scaring them so much that they quickly fled out of the range of her floating magic.
But it was too late, the two quickly became frozen scum again.
Lin Du blocked the curses of the two people and looked up at Hongliu, "So that's it."
Red willows grow on the former city.
She roughly guessed the scope of the city on the sand. Hongliu was right in the center of the city.
And in the center of the city, there is actually a gathering circle.
What is gathering is resentment.
A lot of resentment nourished this red willow, which was originally Yin, and it became a demon.
The source of that resentment is the city under the desert?
