Fantasy Westward Journey My Items Can Be Realized

Chapter 130 The Usage of Corpse Rotting Poison
Naturally, no one gave Zhou Jiaming an exact answer, but his guess was already very close.

This dead tree with a diameter of one meter was cut off at the root by Zhou Jiaming, but it did not fall down.

Then it is not rooted in the ground like a real tree.

But in another direction, Zhou Jiaming looked up.

This kind of weird dead tree, without any branches and leaves, is alive and will still grow stronger, and their upper half is buried deep in the clouds.

Then their growth is rooted in the clouds, and the clouds cover up the fact that they absorb space energy.

Yan Luoling flew out again, and cut off the tree again just below the clouds.

Now the trunk in the middle of this section fell to the ground.

And the section that was still in the clouds disappeared slowly like this, invisible.

Then, Zhou Jiaming and Li Qiong were surprised to find that the gray-black clouds in this area had become much lighter.

Then Chu Yi's analysis report is accurate, and these dead trees are the key here.

Zhou Jiaming then cut the trunk on the ground into several sections, and took out two Qiankun bags to put away these sections of wood.

For the first time, I found that the space of the Qiankun bag has become smaller, and one can't be filled.

It's not that the Qiankun bag is too small, but that the tree is too big, with an average diameter of one meter and a height of tens of meters. .

The materials he brought to Chu Yi were also prepared properly, two Qiankun bags were enough for him, and he could just cut down trees again if needed.

I just heard that Chu Yi has actually analyzed many of his new abilities, and I have to give him a report.

Zhou Jiaming thought about beating him up the next time he saw him. As a non-combatant, he was definitely not his opponent.

But he also thought that he did not do scientific research for his own sake. What kind of selfishness can a disabled person who has lost his emotions be nothing more than instinct.

He couldn't hate Chu Yi anymore.

Forget it, it's rare to see him in the future, Zhou Jiaming made such a decision.

Zhou Jiaming didn't find anything to clean up the remaining thin twigs and broken irregular wood sections.

He used another skill, corpse rot, to corrode these woods, and to see if this skill could have an effect on these dead trees.

As a result, the effect of this skill is also surprisingly good, the branches of the tree corrode extremely quickly, and the toxin will swim along the branches.

The branches and trunks contaminated by the toxin have become rotten in just a few minutes.

Zhou Jiaming picked up these poisonous branches with some branches, threw them a little farther and threw them on other growing trees.

Those trees also began to be poisoned and corroded, and after a while the whole tree began to rot and fall.

From this look, it seems that the trees here can be poisoned to death today. Let's see how those ghosts can run outside without the trees.

Li Qiong also joined the work, taking the fresh and non-toxic branches cut off by Zhou Jiaming to be contaminated with toxins, and then taking this branch to infect other trees.

The gray-black toxin does not move quickly, and the clear color is easy to distinguish. When the toxin is about to stain the branch and can no longer be used, Li Qiong will replace it with a new branch to contaminate it again.

She is playing like a happy child holding a torch and setting fire everywhere. It has been a long time since she has done such a fun and stress-relieving thing.

After a while, hundreds of trees within a radius of several hundred meters were contaminated with this toxin.

Only then did the two of them stop their work, seeing the scenes of these trees being corroded and falling, they felt extraordinarily comfortable.

When the area was cleared, even the clouds of the day disappeared, revealing a beautiful blue sky.

It should be night outside at this time, but there is no alternation of night and day under the underground palace.

Only the low, gray and black clouds looked very oppressive. At this time, the clouds dissipated, and even the mood of people here became a little more relaxed.

"Okay. This is still too slow." Zhou Jiaming thought of a new and fun way.

He restarted the flying talisman and led Li Qiong through the woods.

Every few tens of meters, corpse poison will be used to dye several of the trees black.

Then use Yama Order to cut down these poisonous trees and let them fall freely. The places where the trunks touch other trees will disperse the poison again.

This will undoubtedly save a lot of time and improve the efficiency of destroying here. Even if one or two trees survive, they will not care about it, but will go to the next place quickly.

Tonight, Zhou Jiaming will make all the trees in this underground palace become non-existent, so that the black clouds will no longer be produced.

The flying talisman flew over, and the dead trees began to be brought down in one direction like dominoes.

Many impermanent ghosts were also alarmed. They ran around like headless chickens, because the trees they depended on for survival were cut down and they had nowhere to hide.

And when they encounter trees contaminated with corpse rot, they will also be poisoned and corroded, which is undoubtedly very cruel to them.

But no one will sympathize with them. After all, they are not human beings, and they will only bring disasters to the human world.

As soon as the flying talisman flew by, it didn't stay long when it reached the altar in the center of the underground palace.

Zhou Jiaming just put poison on the thickest tree in the altar and cut it down, then hurriedly stepped on the flying amulet to the next place to destroy it.

The underground palace is very large, and this place is only the middle area. Naturally, there is still more than half of the area that has not been poisoned. Zhou Jiaming still needs to be busy for a long time.

It's just that after they flew away, several elders with white hair emerged from some low houses in the residence of the impermanent ghost at the altar.

They gathered in a circle, held hands and began to circle, and an invisible force radiated out.

Many impermanent ghosts who fled in a panic were also affected by this fluctuation, and they all joined their circling team.

This regular rotation seems to be an ancient and mysterious dance.

They are praying, using their own lives and souls as a guide, sacrificing themselves to summon even more terrifying existences.

The clouds that had already faded in the sky gathered again, and the clouds seemed to be guided by the circles on the ground.

It also started to turn slowly.

There are more and more teams of impermanent ghosts on the ground, and some impermanent ghosts start to lose weight quickly after circling around.

As if some kind of energy in the body had been extracted, even the first few impermanent ghost elders lost weight one after another.

Then when they really didn't have the energy to turn around, they lay down on the ground and turned into a corpse.

But this weird circle continues to grow, because more and more impermanent ghosts have joined the team.

(End of this chapter)