A hint of joy flashed across Ling Luo's face, and that's it!
She jumped up from the hard bed board very happily, but because the movement was too loud, the entire thatched house shook, and then——
"Boom" sound.
Collapsed.
Ling Luo stood there with a gray face, vomiting out of his mouth, and there were several dry thatch sticks on his head.
"Ahhhhhh-I can't stand it anymore!"
In the wilderness at night, a girl looked up to the sky and screamed, venting her dissatisfaction.
After shouting for a while, Ling Luo stopped, stretched out his hand, and made a contemptuous gesture towards God.
The next moment, she directed all the resentment in her heart at the barren field that had made her miserable.
Ling Luo quickly formed a seal with her hands in front of her chest, and a huge red-black fireball with a radius of ten meters was raised above her head and hit the desolate field heavily.
"boom--"
The weeds on the wasteland were burned away by Ling Luo in an instant, leaving no residue behind.
After the black extreme fire dissipated, looking at the bare and steaming ground, Ling Luo's lips curved in a cruel arc and said: "I can't burn you to death!"
Ling Luo lowered his head, looked at the hoe in his hand, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and threw it behind him without hesitation, finding a Red Sky Sword in his hand.
Ling Luo had a sinister smile on his lips, like an evil ghost, he tapped his toes on the ground, jumped into the air, and instantly waved tens of thousands of sword lights in his hand.
"Cross Fire Blade, Million Fire Blades!"
Millions of extremely fiery blades that looked exactly like the Red Sky Sword stabbed down from mid-air, the sword's power was like a rainbow, and its shadow was like a shuttle.
The barren field with a radius of a hundred meters was densely pierced by millions of fire blades. The next moment, accompanied by a huge roar, the shadow of the sword exploded.
The indestructible land of the wasteland was burned by the extreme fire, and then immediately exploded. The soil flew up and splashed more than three feet.
The corners of Ling Luo's lips slightly raised in an extremely dazzling arc, revealing her white teeth.
Dressed in green like a lotus, she floated down from mid-air. After the smoke from the explosion dissipated, she landed lightly on the edge of the deserted field, standing gracefully.
"Hoeing? Digging the ground?" Ling Luo sneered, "Sure enough, you have to be a little more violent. Burn it all with fire and then blast it with a million sword array. Digging the ground like this is quite satisfying!"
Ling Luo knelt down, stretched out a hand, grabbed a handful of broken soil, and let it slip from his fingers like gravel.
The temperature is still very high and it needs to cool down at least overnight.
Moreover, it is too barren, the land has no nutrients, and the vitality of spiritual seeds is too poor, so the possibility of developing spiritual roots is extremely slim.
At least one more rain is needed.
Ling Luo began to worry again, where to find rainwater.
It was late at night, the hut collapsed, and Ling Luo simply lay down in the wasteland.
The sky and quilt are used as beds, and it seems good to try this kind of return to primitiveness once in a while.
"rainwater……"
"Where is the rain..."
A wave of tiredness came over him, and Ling Luo's eyelids began to twitch and gradually closed, and sleepy murmurs escaped from the corners of his lips from time to time.
The second floor of the Holy One Temple, outside the teleportation gate.
Xuanyuan Yue, the fourth elder, was sitting on a luxurious soft chair, his eyes widened as he stared at the crystal ball in his hand in disbelief.
"She actually broke open Arata? In such a barbaric way? A monster?!"