When Yang Shu smelled the refreshed fragrance of flowers, he already noticed something strange. The fragrance of flowers seemed to be more than just refreshing the spirit?
When the petals of locust flowers floated over, Yang Shu frowned and wanted to avoid it. What was the purpose of such a clear goal but unknown origin, who knew what he meant?
There are quite a few people who have the same mind as Yang Shu, which makes Su Huai and Wang Jie look at each other and smile bitterly.
Wang Jie bent down to the big locust tree that covered the sky and the sun, but then laughed and cursed: "What are you guys hiding? It's rare that Huai Lao is kind to you, and you don't appreciate it."
Hearing Wang Jie's voice, Yang Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and took advantage of the attack to reach out to touch a petal.
The petals look lifelike, no different from the real locust flower petals, but after only three seconds of landing on Yang Shu's hand, the petals actually merged directly into Yang Shu's body.
When Yang Shu was shocked, he instinctively felt a sense of excitement and joy from his body. It was an instinctive need of the body cells. After careful experience, Yang Shu did not notice the danger, so he let it go.
As more petals fell on her body, Yang Shu felt her body fatigue fading away quickly, and when she became full of vitality, the feeling of depression disappeared a lot.
It turns out that this petal has the effect of accelerating the body's recovery. What's even more valuable is that this thing does not need to be catalyzed by its own origin. Those who are exhausted in the battle have recovered their bodies, and even the wounds on their bodies are in an instant.
It got better and immediately took the gap and said loudly to the old locust tree.
Listening to those compliments, the old locust tree seemed quite happy. As the branches trembled, more petals sprinkled out.
Wang Jie couldn't help but speak again: "Old Huai, it seems that your method of dead trees in spring has made a great breakthrough again! Congratulations!"
After a twist on the trunk of the old locust tree, a face covered with crisscrossing gullies appeared: "Haha! There is no breakthrough, it's just a little insight. I just saw that these little guys worked too hard, so I helped them.
One handful."
Although Mr. Huai’s use of the power is to act on those fighting and the existence of the plant genus, Wang Jie, as the elder of the human race and the representative of the clan, naturally had to express it at this time.
Wang Jie took out a big drum with a frame. As soon as he put the big drum on the ground, he heard some surprising sounds sounded.
"I'm not right, that side seems to be a mountain drum! How dare he bring out such a place?"
"Shanshan Drum? The legendary holy object that integrates offense and defense?"
"This guy is taking it out now. What are you going to do? Be careful!"
But when the drum sounded, the intelligent man had already discovered that this thing seemed to be a copy!
The drum sound was far away, but its effect only flowed in the human and plant camps. After hearing the drum sound, Yang Shu's qi and blood churned violently, and a fearless aura instantly surged into his heart.
Infected by the drum sound, Yang Shu wished she could die with the insects.
Yang Shu is like this, so the other guys are naturally no different. For a time, everyone's attack frequency has increased a lot.
Even the timid Zou Qi suddenly shouted loudly and pushed forward a lot.
Mr. Huai said in admiration: "Although this is a copy, it has a passionate effect and is a rare weapon of war!"
Although Wang Jie was struggling to beat the drum, he still had the strength to do: "Old Huai really has a keen eye. This thing was just imitated by my human race. Is this his first show?"
I don’t know how Wang Jie controlled it. Although the drum sound was very far away, the effect was only in this small area, which made other existences think a little more.
A middle-aged man with a pair of wings on his shoulder shouted loudly: "Elder Wang Jie, since this is your human treasure's debut, you can't favor one or the other. It's better to release it completely and let my men do it.
Experience it.”
"That's right, the Jackdaw clan is right, I just don't know how wide the sound of Elder Wang's drum can cover?"
"I guess it can't be too far, otherwise how much consumption would be!"
"It's impossible to be just a small piece of space! Otherwise, this imitation would be too bad."
Those who can transmit the sound so far are almost all equivalent to those of great psychics. At this time, they suddenly saw a new treasure from the human race, and immediately tried to test it tacitly.
After all, Wang Jie’s previous words revealed several important information: This is a new imitation. Since it is a new imitation, is it a imitation or a lot of imitation?
Secondly, since it is an imitation, does that mean that the authentic "mountain drum" is also among the human race? Otherwise, where does this imitation come from?
No one knows whether the mountain-shaking drum is with the human race now, and naturally there is no way to ask about it at this time, but one can see from the power of this imitation.
Wang Jie and Su Huai smiled at each other. Su Huai actually stayed away from Wang Jie, as if to leave enough space for him.
Wang Jie then laughed and said, "Since everyone is willing, I will try my best to do it. Friends of all ethnic groups are welcome to taste it."
The original drum sound stopped, but Wang Jie's momentum completely restrained. Looking at it, he was just an ordinary old man holding a drumstick.
After some preparation, Wang Jie finally moved with everyone's expectations, but the hand that fell extremely slowly seemed very strange.
People who don’t know the truth think this old guy is acting, and those who have unique eyes are gradually feeling heavy.
One, two, three, four...
After accumulating momentum, Wang Jie's frequency became faster and faster since the first drumstick fell, but what made all existence feel strange was that he didn't hear any sound at all!
At this time, everyone felt as if this old guy just gently tapped the drumstick on the drum face, so what is this guy playing: teasing you?
The originally tense atmosphere was instantly replaced by anger, and the impatient guy immediately cursed, but then he was frightened to find that he could not hear his voice!
He patted his ears with both hands, and a tall and thin man who had originally turned into a human form shook his body and immediately recovered his true nature: a gibbon with arms reaching the ground.
He slapped his chest and roared to the sky. Then the guy couldn't help but snatch his ear again: there was no roar, no slap, no other sounds around him...
The change seemed to appear in an instant, which made the gibbon not react at all. When did he become deaf?
When I looked around in a daze, I saw more guys who were tempting like it. The gibbon immediately had a psychological balance: it turned out that I was not the only one who "deaf"...