"Soul...soul..."

And at this moment, the mist tree spirit sensed the murderous intent in Ye Ping's heart, and the new branches above his head swayed, as if begging for mercy, and as if he wanted to escape from here.

There is still a little spirituality that has not completely dissipated?!

Ye Ping looked at this scene and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

"boom!"

However, he was surprised, but his punching speed still did not slow down at all. He smashed the mist tree spirit into two pieces with one punch.

Not to mention that this guy is already a tree now, even if he still looks like before a tree, Ye Ping still wants to kill him.

The creatures in the cave were killed!

Ye Ping saw many scenes of this guy looking forward to those who killed the human race from Gu San’s memory.

"Eat!"

Immediately afterwards, Ye Ping made a move to break the tree trunk and put the exposed ball of grass and trees into his palm. With a raised hand, the two balls of grass and trees merged into one and swallowed it into his mouth.

"Buzz!"

After taking a bite, Ye Ping immediately felt a warm and comfortable feeling along the esophagus and quickly spread throughout his body, and even the sea of ​​consciousness was trembling gently!

"It's so cool!"

The warm feeling made Ye Ping feel happy and almost moaned.

When he looked inward, he found that his body had undergone a very faint transformation, such as mercury's qi and blood, becoming brighter and clearer; his bone marrow has also improved, and his color has become rosy, which seems to be less difficult to clean the marrow. On the bones, some gray-black substances also seeped out of the body along the flesh and blood.

This feeling is very wonderful...

Warm all over the body.

It’s like soaking in a warm bathtub, turning on the massage mode, and the water flows gently surging massage throughout the body.

At this moment...

The vitality in Ye Ping's body is undergoing transformation, and his body is constantly improving, freeing from useless impurities and becoming more perfect.

"Good stuff, it's really good stuff!"

Half an hour later, Ye Ping slowly opened his eyes and squeezed his five fingers tightly.

In an instant, his body tensed and his power flowed. He felt that the power he burst out at this moment should have increased by 10% compared to before!

One percent seems to be not much, but Ye Ping's current combat power is already a ceiling level for the third-grade middle realm.

If you add another 10% to the ceiling, it will be terrible!

As for the speed of healing after the injury, he felt that ordinary skin trauma should be restored in one hour. Of course, the resurrection of broken arms is still far from it.

Not only that, he even felt that with his current state, if he had no disaster or disaster, he would have no problem living to one hundred years old.

You should know that although the life span of a practitioner is long, it is the change that will only be obtained after breaking through the sixth level. Before that, the life span is still mostly in seventy or eighty years, and a hundred years old is considered a long life.

Just taking a ball of grass and trees in the third grade level, I got this improvement. If I swallow a few more balls, what would happen?

What kind of huge transformation can the fourth-grade mist tree spirit bring to the body?!

"Continue, since you can't get out, then eat enough here! You can continue to live and eat until you are so vital that you can't live without it here, and eat it so much that you can't live without it!"

Thinking of this, Ye Ping gritted his teeth, said fiercely.

Since you don't let me go, okay, I'll be afraid of eating it.

Vitality and activity are not the realm of cultivation, and there is no upper limit!

If you have the ability, you can make me eat to the level of being comparable to that of the Immortal Grandmaster!

"Swish..."

Thinking of this, Ye Ping immediately took a step forward, regardless of whether it was dark or not, and when he walked, he punched out from time to time, alarmed the surrounding foggy tree spirits, took the initiative to attract them to attack him, and then killed them.

In just a short moment, Ye Ping killed nearly five mist tree spirits.

His vitality has also been improved to an astonishing level, and he is probably similar to that of a practitioner in the fifth level.

"Why is it gone again... Who ate the fragrant smell left by a good person for me... Ahhh... When I find a good person, I will definitely let him kill you!"

Ye Ping was killing all the way forward, constantly picking the spirits of grass and trees. The sycamore tree people chased after them. When they saw that the spirits of grass and trees in the bodies of the foggy tree spirits that were broken into two pieces were taken away, their big eyes were filled with sorrow, and tears were almost flowing out of their anger.

There is a fragrant smell in the air, but I can't smell it but can't eat it. This feeling is really annoying, tormenting, and painful.

At the same time, deep in the foggy forest.

A tree covers the sky and the sun, the branches are as vigorous as a dragon, the branches and leaves are as crisp as jade bi, and the leaves are as bright as golden light. When the wind sways, there are giant trees that are scattered with a light. On the main trunk that requires more than a dozen people to embrace, a face suddenly appears and his eyes slowly open.

At this time, its eyes penetrated endless distance and fell on Ye Ping, who was killing the fog tree spirit and collecting the grass and trees spirit.

"..." The giant tree tree man looked at this scene, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he was judging something. After a long time, an inauspicious voice sounded: "How did he... know the efficacy of the spirit of grass and trees..."

The Mist Forest has existed for so many years and has assimilated countless powerful people from all races.

However, no one dared to swallow the spirit of plants and trees into his stomach.

Because everyone who stays here wants to survive, but what you fear most is eating randomly. If you cannot be sure, you may die faster.

But Ye Ping seemed to have no such concerns. His actions were very straightforward, killing the fog tree spirit and eating grass and trees spirit, and it was straightforward, like a walking slaughtering machine.

"His sea of ​​consciousness...can't see through..."

The next moment, the eyes of the giant tree man fell on Ye Ping's sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there is endless fog shrouded in it, and deep in the fog, there is a golden classic.

"hiss……"

And the moment he saw the classics, the giant tree man's eyes immediately twitched and quickly moved away.

threaten!

A threat that seems to be able to erase it from this world!

"What's this?"

The giant tree man murmured, and it was rare, and he spoke again.

interesting!

There are so many creatures of all races entering the foggy jungle. Today, I met an interesting and mysterious little guy.

"Wutong... is following him..."

Then, the giant tree man noticed something, his eyes slowly, and he bet on the woods far behind Ye Ping, and finally settled on the sycamore tree man who was panting and constantly chasing Ye Ping.

"Surf Bird?"

"Old friends, they all show up! Is it time?"

The giant tree man looked at the sycamore tree man, then looked at Ye Ping, and suddenly closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!