If the world of Shooting Condor and Dragon and Snake are only as big as a grain of rice, the difference between Tang Dynasty and White Snake is the difference between soybeans and peanuts.
So, Journey to the West and Fengshen World are about the size of an egg or a duck egg.
When the world in front of him passed through the world's membrane and went straight into it, Yang Lin took a quick glance and felt that it might be as big as a football field.
I wonder how many eggs and duck eggs can be put down?
"Is there such a big gap between this world and the Fengshen World? I remember that in the Fengshen World, there is also a saint-level combat power. Could it be that there is some kind of secret in this world, and it's not just on the surface? The level of strength is so simple.”
Yang Lin muttered in his heart, his eyes blurred, his vision went dark for a moment, and his consciousness became a little blurry.
Just like in a dream, his mind stagnated, time and space reversed, and countless lights and shadows flashed. He didn't know how long it had passed, and he didn't know which time period it was. When he sensed the feeling from his body again, a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and his body There were also bursts of severe pain.
"not good.."
As soon as Yang Lin noticed that he was feeling unwell, he immediately wanted to run away, but found that he couldn't move.
There seemed to be an infinite force locking his legs.
wrong.
He doesn't even have legs.
No nose, no eyes, no mouth, no ears.
His psychic power swept around him crazily, and he realized that he was not a human being, but a tree.
A giant tree with gnarled branches growing on the mountain range. I don’t know how thick and how high it is.
The tree is covered with nine strange white flowers, as well as three ripe red and crystal clear fruits, growing tremblingly on the top of the tree...
The fragrance of flowers and fruits spread in all directions, and all around, countless grotesque ferocious beasts, monsters, and stout men wearing animal skins were fighting to the death.
The purpose.
They are fighting for the nine flowers among the leaves of their own branches.
Grass……
hastily.
Yang Lin was almost incoherent.
What kind of world is this? Am I going to be reincarnated as a monster? In the Daluo realm, it is a good thing that your cultivation has never regressed.
It is also a good thing that all the treasures are stored in the Lingtai Sea of Consciousness.
But, why has Zi, who is already in the Da Luo realm, not yet transformed?
It was a bit insulting to finally grow the treasures of heaven and earth on the tree, and they had to be harvested and consumed.
As for the flames burning on his body, it was a giant bird whose whole body was red and whose mouth was breathing flames, attacking.
The reason is very simple, because the big tree Yang Lin incarnates is actually not without attack capabilities. He will instinctively dance its branches and leaves and beat them in all directions, just to protect his nine white flowers.
And the fire that the big red bird spits out will spread if it touches it, and it will keep burning.
This kind of flame is naturally restrained by tree creatures. The Yang Lin tree obviously does not want to be burned like this all the time. Most of the thousands of branches on its body are extinguishing the fire.
It is precisely for this reason that the giant beasts are given the opportunity to show off their magical powers and come to pick flowers and fruits.
"These guys have no sense of environmental protection at all. Not only do they want to pick flowers and fruits, they also want to burn and cut down the entire tree. They are so unethical."
Yang Lin also saw a burly man with a body that was ten times thicker than the Hulk. He was wielding a gray-white giant ax with no discernible material, and he was chopping down his tree body, every time. As soon as the ax hit the ground, sawdust flew into the air, and spiritual energy was scattered everywhere.
In just a short while, he struck hundreds of axes, the ground was shaking, and he had cut off as much as one-third of the tree.
"The performance of martial arts is not very reliable this time. Originally, I thought that this baby could perfectly arrange his identity every time and seamlessly embed himself into the world, so that he could get various benefits and develop silently. But it didn't I thought that this time it was actually planted. If I didn't react in time, the tree would be broken and people would die. The flowers and fruits would be eaten by people, and the tree body would be refined into treasures."
But at this moment, Yang Lin couldn't even release the magic weapon and couldn't run away.
Because he hasn't even grown a brain, let alone the soul consciousness sea, that thing doesn't exist.
It's not that it doesn't exist, it's just that it's hidden in a very deep place, tightly trapped by the tree body, and cannot use its magical powers.
"So, the only way to save yourself is to transform. Generally speaking, ordinary demons can transform into gods as long as they form a soul and reach the fifth level. However, I don't know what the tree I am possessing is. It’s really strange that the species has not transformed into an innate Tao body even up to the physical level of Daluo realm.”
Although he was still shocked, Yang Lin searched the simple mind of his original tree for the huge and simple memories of endless years.
Finally understood something.
Memory fragments and image fragments drift through the mind one by one.
This is……
Nothingness cracks and everything comes into being!
Mountains grow, plants and animals also come into existence little by little, and wisdom is born.
A seed was born, watered by blood, absorbing nutrients and growing slowly. There were many strange creatures coming and going, roaring back and forth, and with a casual blow, they shattered the empty earth.
As the years passed, the seed sprouted, took root, and grew into a sapling. It grew up day by day and was inconspicuous.
Year after year, he witnessed hundreds of millions of battles. Some living things were alive, and some were dying. The small trees grew into big trees, and the big trees turned into giant trees. Finally, one day, this tree... It grows from halfway up the mountain directly to the top of the mountain, which is thousands of miles high, and begins to bloom and bear fruit.
Then, today, tragedy struck.
Flowers and fruits, said in the mouths of those snatching creatures, turned out to be innate exotic flowers and fruits that can enhance Taoism and enhance understanding.
Is that okay?
In one word, grab.
First, some ferocious beasts discovered them and started killing them endlessly.
Then, there are the shape-shifting monsters and the Witch Clan warriors...
No matter what kind of creature they are, if they see the innate spiritual flowers or spiritual fruits, they will never let them go.
Even his huge tree body can be used as the main material for refining treasures.
They have the magical power to do this.
In the past, no one had taken action against the big tree, just because the big tree he possessed did not show any strange side. It was just like all the other trees in the endless mountains here, they only knew how to absorb spiritual energy to grow. Nothing else, nothing...
Think of Reiki.
Yang Lin's heart was slightly shaken. Even if he was a tree now, he could still notice that the liquid-like viscous aura flowing outside his body was of frighteningly high quality.
Compared with the world of gods, the quality of the fairy spirit in Tianting is thousands of times higher.
Moreover, there is another weird thing, that is, those monsters and witch warriors, some of whom are fighting like crazy, have actually reached the golden immortal realm, but they can't even fly. Except for birds with wings, they can Flying freely in the air, the rest of the guys just stepped firmly on the hillside, rising up and down.
"The creation of the world, the creation of the world, the rise of all races in the wild, and the lich fighting for hegemony, it turns out that this is the script."
Yang Lin got some images from the fragments and combined them with his own understanding, and he almost understood what era this was.
It seems that there is no cultivation method spread between heaven and earth, and all living beings are relying on their talents to survive.
Those with innate roots can understand various methods from the patterns of their own bodies, or understand some rules from their accompanying spiritual treasures.
Those who have no legs rely on their bodies to eat, fighting and rushing.
Of course, in this case, although there is no future at all, it cannot be said that they are weak.
Here, you can pick up treasures wherever you go, and level up whenever you eat...
Just like the big tree that he possessed, relying on the power of the years to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it accumulated a huge amount of basic mana little by little, and even accumulated it into a body in the Daluo realm.
However, this guy is stupid, his thinking is not very sound, let alone the ability to transform through calamity.
It seems that there is no such concept in the genes.
"It turns out it's a stupid tree, so I have to rely on myself. I'll try my best to attract the thunder directly. I hope I won't attract the purple sky thunder down."
With a thought in his mind, Yang Lin directly mobilized his energy to sort out the yin and yang. The tree body trembled, and the sky suddenly became dark.
If you wait a little longer, not only the flowers and fruits will be snatched away, but the tree body will be broken. At this time, a quick decision is needed.
"Let you rob, let you be aggressive, let's see how many of you can survive the lightning."
Yang Lin secretly felt cruel, and in his heart, there was a muffled thunder that shook the world.
