Chapter 148 Five Yao Powder
Chapter 148 Five Yao Powder
In the mountain behind the park
The trunk of the demonic tree suddenly collapsed and smashed into the surrounding rocks, but its black tide-like roots only paused briefly before launching a frantic counterattack against everyone.
Most of the tree roots began to rush towards Lin Mo quickly, and the black mass swallowed him up.
"Collapse Star!"
A large golden magic circle formed at the fingertips, and the scorching golden particle pulses instantly penetrated the black tide and penetrated the demon seeds flowing in the tree stump.
"boom!"
The next moment, the energy of the broken demon species was suddenly released, and a huge explosion caused the hill to shake violently.
For a time, everyone thought this place was going to collapse.
After the dust settled, Wang Yi contacted relevant departments to come to the survey site and extract relevant information.
The bottom of the Demonic Tree, after the recent turbulence, is filled with a large number of body parts that have not been turned into nutrients, as well as the roots of the Demonic Tree that are used for hunting and eating.
"Your boy's strength has improved too quickly!"
On the stump of the magic tree, Wang Yi was a little stunned when he looked at the huge crater that was blasted out. Because he was wearing armor, his voice had a sense of technology.
"It's okay, it's not that strong."
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows and walked down the tree trunk.
The strength of this tree demon is comparable to the seventh level of the Qi Sea Realm. To him now, it is indeed nothing.
However, the experience given is quite considerable, a total of twelve thousand points.
After the two talked for a while, a member below came to the tree stump and handed Wang Yi a blood-stained ring, "Team leader, this is the space ring we found in the soil below, and there is a layer of restrictions inside. "
After breaking the restriction and seeing what was inside the space ring, Wang Yi sneered, "Oh, it turns out to be the evil cultivator organization Wuyaohui."
"Five Yao Club?"
Lin Mo was a little surprised when he heard this. He still remembered that he had heard about this evil cultivator organization in the Cultivation World APP a few months ago, "This can't be the secret base of this evil cultivator organization!"
"It's very possible that this thing is sold in the underground market, and there can be a lot of it in this space ring."
Wang Yi took out a wooden box from the space ring. When he opened it, he found a pack of black powder.
"It's called Wuyaosan. Currently, only this evil cultivator organization has mastered the refining method. It is said to be made from five special substances: magic gold, magic wood, magic water, magic fire, and magic soil."
He disarmed himself, took out a pack of white boxes specially provided by the Demon Suppression Division, and lit a cigarette.
"Smoking this stuff not only makes people feel ecstatic, but also improves their cultivation. The disadvantage is that it is highly addictive and hallucinogenic. Long-term smoking will turn people into walking zombies, and it is a national contraband."
"Does it also affect powerful practitioners?"
Lin Mo was a little curious.
"Yes, we have dealt with related cases before. Once addicted, it is still difficult to treat even with the current methods. The onset of the disease is like a lunatic. He is also a practitioner of the Qi Sea Realm."
Wang Yi smiled bitterly.
"What happened to that person in the end?"
"Later, through his family's connections, he went to Kyoto to find a very accomplished alchemist. It is said that he was slowly recuperating his body."
"..."
Afterwards, relevant testing agencies intervened at the scene and began to collect the surrounding soil, roots, fruits and other parts of the magic tree for composition testing.
Wang Yi stayed on site to coordinate, while Lin Mo chose to run away.
On the Eastern Suburban Highway, there is currently no vehicle traffic due to the road closure.
After leaving the industrial park, Lin Mo walked aimlessly on the road. Under the sun, his shadow stretched very long.
Not far away, a man wearing a mask stared at the young man on the road, his eyebrows furrowed. He was a little unsure of the identity of the young man coming out of the park.
But the fluctuations of Yunling Realm emanating from the opposite side and the behavior of being alone still firmly attracted him, and now he needs a cliché tongue.
Holding the drunken talisman that can hypnotize and brainwash people, the masked man took silent steps and quickly shortened the distance between the two.
"Hi, boy!"
When he got close enough, the masked man suddenly smiled and said that as long as the other person turned around, he could put the magic talisman on his forehead and pinch it hard.
However, what greeted him was a swift whip kick.
The terrifying force caused him to fly backwards for more than ten meters and roll several times. Even though he had the protective spiritual power to resist immediately, his body still suffered heavy injuries.
As soon as he got up and before he could wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, the masked man saw the opposite person appear in front of him instantly and kicked him down again.
The movement was too fast, and he couldn't resist effectively at all.
asshole!
The masked man roared crazily in his heart, and the overwhelming anger almost overwhelmed his reason.
At this time, his body was being kicked around in the air like a ball, and he didn't even feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy from the other side.
Just pure physical crushing.
This is a shame for the masked man!
What a shame!
The unknown magic spirit pattern quickly condensed, but before it could take shape, it was directly defeated by a blow.
The body flew upside down again and hit hard against some kind of glass-like substance. All the limbs and limbs fell to the ground as if falling apart.
"I'll ask you an answer!"
Lin Mo slowly walked up to the masked man, his black robe swaying in the wind, "Are you a member of the Five Yao Club?"
"Ah"
The masked man sneered, resisting the severe pain that shot through his body, and stood up tremblingly, "I just want to ask for directions. Who am I provoking?"
"Oh? Asking for directions? What is this?"
Lin Mo held a magic talisman and raised his eyebrows.
"This is my magic talisman, used for traveling!"
The masked man suppressed the anger in his heart and gritted his teeth.
"Tsk!"
The corner of Lin Mo's mouth raised, "That's so! How about I put this magical talisman on your forehead?"
Seeing that he could no longer be deceived, the masked man stopped pretending and took the lead. With a flip of his wrist, a spiritual sword exuding a red aura was held in his hand and he slashed at Lin Mo with great speed.
"whispering sound!"
Lin Mo, who was prepared for it, arrived first and kicked him away again, hitting the barrier wall made of [White Crystal·Jinghua] hard.
After this blow, the masked man crawled on the ground, motionless.
Won't it hang up?
I didn’t see any wandering spirits!
Lin Mo judged through spiritual vision that the man was still alive.
At this moment, he suddenly felt subtle spiritual energy fluctuations coming from under the masked man.
Looking down, he saw the masked man looking up and staring at him, his voice extremely cold, "Remember, I will definitely make your life worse than death in the future!"
Before Lin Mo could take action, his body disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a spiritual sword exuding red aura around him.
Lin Mo didn't pay attention to the harsh words the masked man said before escaping. With three heavenly talismans protecting his body, he would be worthy of anyone, unless he was an enemy at the level of a true king.
However, the space teleportation talisman still made Lin Mo slightly surprised.
This kind of high-level spiritual talisman is extremely rare and can only be made by a true king level talisman master or a chakra level talisman master with space talent and magical powers.
It can be said that it has a price but no market, and practitioners with no identity background cannot get it at all.
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