Chapter 129
What Dialect saw was not the whole passage. As he walked forward, several turns appeared in front of him, which gradually overlapped with the path in Dialect's memory. It seemed that this was the passage that the group of Wood Heart Worms brought him in.

There was no danger along the way, the entire formation had completely lost its core energy, and there was no fluctuation in mana. Dialect didn't need much effort to get out of this formation. Just after stepping out of the formation, Fang Yan felt scalp numb.

There are lightning flashes in all directions. I don’t know how many thunder formations similar to the formation behind him. Some of them have no mana fluctuations, but many of them are still running. Fang Yan thought of what happened to him outside Thunder Fort. That lightning bolt was released by one of these formations.

Dialect didn't dare to act rashly. He stayed beside this thunder formation and quietly watched dozens of flashing lightning lights around him. Gradually, he found that none of these lightning lights noticed him, or they didn't notice him at all. Think about it before According to their encounters, it seems that their attacks are aimed at the demon bosses approaching Fort Thunder outside the city and evil things such as Lie Shahun.

Dialect sacrificed the peach miasma armor, and put Yuxi Ye in front of him to deal with powerful attacks. Yuxi Ye has incomparable advantages over other magic weapons. After offering these two magic weapons, Dialect walked towards another formation that stopped functioning Well, since wood heart worms have appeared in the building behind him, maybe there are other ones as well.

The unrepentant dialect searched for several formations in succession without any gains. Each formation was empty, with nothing, neither mana fluctuations nor any leftover objects, let alone wood heart worms or wood heart worm eggs up.

Looking at the formations that are still functioning in front of you, you can know how powerful these formations are. Even those death formations that have no energy, dialect can enter and exit freely with the illusion-breaking eyes, but if you want to get rid of them, get the formation materials Still powerless, Fang Yan had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​setting up such a formation in front of his cave.

"Hey, what is this?" Dialect entered into a thunderstorm that stopped operating again, and suddenly found a wooden block in the middle, and there was still a trace of spiritual energy flowing on it, but it was very weak, like a faint Candlelight, the slightest disturbance will be extinguished.

Dialect took the block of wood into his hands, but it was undoubtedly a block of wood, and the spiritual power of the wood type was circulating in it, but what surprised Fang Yan was that there seemed to be a trace of spiritual power of the thunder type in it, which was stronger than the spiritual power of the wood type. Much weaker.

"Old man, come out and have a look, what is this, is it a thunderbolt?"

As soon as the old man showed his consciousness, he saw a faint but fast thunder flashing by, and with a stab, Fang Yan heard the old man's scream: "Boy, are you trying to kill me?"

Fang Yan didn't expect the piece of wood in his hand to be so powerful, and would take the initiative to attack, so he quickly inserted his consciousness into the ring: "Old man, are you okay?"

"Hmph, fortunately, this is a small piece. Do you know what it is? It's Thunderwood."

"Thunderwood?"

"That's right, the thunder formation is said to be a formation handed down from ancient times. It should have been arranged with the thunder wood as the base of the formation at that time, but the thunder wood was also an extremely rare thing in ancient times, and it almost disappeared later. I really don't know where it is. How could there be a remnant of Thunderwood?"

"Without the thunder wood, people can use other materials instead to arrange the thunder array, but in order to be much smaller than before, it is said that the thunder array arranged with the thunder wood can kill monks above the Nascent Soul."

"Your piece of thunder wood was originally the core foundation of this thunder formation. Unfortunately, after many years of consumption, there is not much spiritual power in it. Otherwise, you can consider using it to refine a magic weapon, two types of wood and thunder. You can definitely be proud of your peers.”

"Boy, where the hell have you been? I just saw the Wood Heart Worm, and then the Thunder Tree."

"Didn't I say hello to you when I came in? It's the Killing Field you mentioned, but this is a castle in the Killing Plain. The people in the Dark Demon Realm call it Thunder Castle."

"What, did you really enter the Killing Field?" The old man didn't expect that under his persuasion, the dialect still entered this fierce place: "Did you not encounter Lieshahun?"

"I met it, I didn't touch it, how could I have ended up in this situation, but it's okay, if it weren't for them, I would not have met the wood heart worm." Then the dialect briefly introduced the process to the old man.

"Fate is yours, you dare to swallow Rising Dragon Pills continuously, even Golden Core cultivators wouldn't dare to swallow it like this, if you didn't meet the wood heart worm, would you still want to restore your cultivation level? You won't even be able to save your life."

"No way, old man, why didn't you tell me when you were refining alchemy?"

"How do I know that you have alchemy recipes and know how to make alchemy? You don't even know this bit of common sense."

The dialect in the back of fear patted his chest, and after a while he said again: "Okay, old man, I'm not dead after all, are you saying that this piece of thunder wood is useless?"

"Well, there is only so much spiritual power left, and it will be a middle-grade or even a low-grade treasure at best when it is refined. It is not very useful and consumes too much."

It was a pity for the dialect, but he couldn't force it, so he casually threw the piece of wood into the Qiankun pot, and then continued to walk towards the next death formation.

What Fang Yan wants most now is to find the wood heart worm, the spiritual root. Which monk doesn't want it? He already has half of it. As long as he finds even one more, Fang Yan is confident that he can refine the entire wood spirit root. Those wood spirit threads were all used by me to heal injuries, only the latter ones were really refined with mana, and only a small part was absorbed. You must know that these things can be refined to produce wood spirit roots, and the dialect can't say anything. In this way, even if the body is injured for a few more days, it will not give up the opportunity to refine the wood spirit root.

But it's too late to say anything now, unless another wood heart worm is found.

Hard work pays off, although Dialect did not find another wood heart worm, nor did he find a wood heart worm egg, but found a food wrapped in wood spirit silk like himself, looking through the wood spirit silk, inside was An unknown monster, the size of a fist, without a trace of breath, has been dead for a long time.

Dialect didn't have any good feelings for monsters. Even though he had many demon subordinates, he tore off the wood spirit thread without even thinking about it. Refining with pure mana, although there are still many places in the body that need to be repaired, but the dialect does not spare a single bit to heal the wounds.

"Old man, come out and see if I have a wood spirit root."

A few hours later, Fang Yan shouted excitedly into the ring that he had completely refined the wood spirit thread. Before the refinement was completed, Fang Yan felt that his body seemed to have undergone some changes, and his perception of spiritual energy had increased. Even in the Dark Demon Realm, where the aura of heaven and earth is not strong enough, Dialect can detect their existence.

The dialect is [-]% sure, and I should have refined a wood spirit root. To be on the safe side, I still let the old man come out to confirm.

"Hey, really, another wood spirit thread has been refined? You kid is really lucky recently. You can encounter things like wood spirit thread one after another, but even wood spirit roots are useless in the black demon world. , Only by returning to the world of cultivation where the aura of heaven and earth is abundant can your cultivation speed be greatly improved."

"Old man, you don't know this. I have a lot of spirit stones on me. Even if I can't go back in a hundred years, don't worry too much."

Knowing that he really refined the wood spirit root, Fang Yan took out a spirit stone to test it, and the speed at which he absorbed spirit energy was more than twice as fast. Originally, using spirit stones in fighting skills would never make up for the consumption, but now it is almost the same. Yes, if you use middle-grade spirit stones, you will still have a surplus. Thinking that you still have tens of millions of spirit stones on your body, you don’t have to worry about Dialect for a while. You don’t have to worry about running out of mana. Kill the opponent with spirit stones.

Of course, it is still impossible to confront opponents who are above the Demon Commander. In the Dark Demon Realm, due to the suppression of spiritual consciousness, the puppet, the biggest helper of oneself, cannot be activated. Now, the only ones who can help him are his own group of demons, the soul bones left in Huang's village, and the sleeping butterfly.

(End of this chapter)

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