Chapter 913 (1/2)
With the passage of time, the spiritual power was continuously transformed into the purest non attribute spiritual power, which was deposited in his elixir field, dense with fog.
Ding Ning felt that he was integrated into the world and incarnated into a towering tree. His unrestrained greed absorbed the aura of the whole world. The strong vitality washed every cell and capillary blood hole of him, making him feel comfortable and want to sleep forever.
Unknowingly, Ding Ning's skin and blood holes were broken one by one by the strong vitality like substance, exuding crimson blood. The tender green tree buds took root on his body surface, taking his blood as nourishment, and constantly began to take root and sprout.
A root like rhizome extends along his meridians and gradually spreads to his internal organs, extracting his vitality.
His hair slowly turned green and constantly sprouted tender green buds. His skin began to wrinkle like a shriveled old tree bark, and the skin color on his face slowly changed to green.
From a distance, Ding Ning can no longer be regarded as a person. If he has to be related to people, he can only be said to be a tree man.
In a forest hundreds of miles away from here, one of the trees needs thousands of people to surround it. On the trunk of the towering huge tree, which goes up into the sky, there is a strange face. Looking at this scene from a distance, he shows a gloomy smile.
If Ding Ning could look under the ground at the moment, he would find that every tree in an unknown distance was formed by the huge tree man's intertwined roots exposed to the ground, and a dense white bone was buried under each tree root. Even those vines, wild grass and flowers were its appendages.
Since the endless years, the tree people have assimilated the warriors who have been involved in this way, using the flesh and blood of the living creatures as their nourishment, and there has never been an exception.
Therefore, the tree man didn't think there would be any exception for Ding Ning, a low-level martial artist, and didn't bother to pay attention to a trivial martial artist. He closed his eyes and began to rest.
The roots of the green tree finally extended into Ding Ning's Dantian. Countless dense roots at the fork coiled the three black virtual shadows layer by layer and bound them. Then there were countless roots, greedily absorbing the pure spiritual power in Ding Ning's Dantian.
A rhizome stared curiously at the rusty iron flake in dingning's Dantian as if it had existed since ancient times, pryed out some roots and tentatively poked it, but the rusty iron flake had no reaction.
This emboldened the rhizome, separated countless roots, wrapped them and wanted to refine them.
The rusty iron finally seemed to be unbearable and trembled slightly... But soon there was no response. The frightened roots retreated into a ball, and then jumped on it recklessly.
At this time, the wisp of knife that Ding Ning extracted from Xia Hou Weiyang's body and kept warm in the Dantian moved like the guardian of rusty iron. A blade like destroying the sky and the earth flashed, cutting all the roots in the Dantian into pieces, and then it was silent.
At this moment, the sword idea flashed, which made Ding Ning's confused mind wake up for a moment. He was aware of his situation at the moment. He was shocked in a cold sweat. He wanted to stand up and struggle desperately, but he found that he couldn't even move.
No, Ding Ning's face changed dramatically. This root covered every corner of his body like a cobweb. All meridians were occupied by the roots of green trees. Even the three black illusory figures who could not say what they were were were bound and fell asleep.
A strong sense of drowsiness came from the brain, which made Ding Ning's eyelids heavy and his mind confused. He realized that he didn't have much time. He gave instructions to the Gengjin totem with the last glimmer of Qingming and fell into a deep sleep.
According to common sense, he should have given instructions to his closest water totem. He had planned to do the same, but he suddenly thought that gold generates water, water generates wood, wood generates fire, fire generates earth, and earth generates gold. I'm afraid it's hard for water totem to get this wood root, which may have a negative effect.
Therefore, he made the wisest choice between lightning and flint, jinkemu, and used the newly collected golden totem seeds to help him get out of trouble.
It has to be said that he is gambling with his own life. After all, Gengjin totem is a newly collected seed. He has no intimacy with him. It is a gamble to give his life to it.
Facts proved that he was right. When the sleepy Geng gold totem got the instruction, it suddenly burst out sharp Qi. Countless Geng gold sword Qi looked at Ding Ning's meridians, killing countless roots into powder.
”Squeak!”
The tree, like a frightened mouse, suddenly withdrew its roots and made a sad cry.
The whole mountain forest seemed to hear its cry for help. Countless huge trees around it roared like wild animals, and the branches blocking the sun jumped at Ding Ning like poisonous snakes.
However, at this time, Ding Ning returned to Qingming because of the fear of his roots. An angry roar came out of his mouth. Tianmie suddenly appeared in his hand, drew a circular arc in the air, and a huge half moon knife cut towards the branches of those huge trees.
”Poof poof!”
Those branches were turned into fly ash under the devastating awn of the knife, leaving no trace, and the giant tree made a sad roar like a beast.
”Boom!”
The whole space was in turmoil. The huge tree man opened his eyes. There was a trace of anger in his indifferent eyes. He opened his mouth and gave a sharp hiss.
”Click, click!”
The giant trees who got the tree man's command pulled out of the ground and stood in human shape, clumsily and heavily surrounding Ding Ning's place.
”Damn it!”
Ding Ning's eyes were red. He didn't check it for a while, but he was almost taken away by the tree man. This method was too insidious, which made him afraid.