"Thunder strikes the sacred tree, delicious, delicious, hissing flow——"
On the branches of the willow, two small triangular eyes glowed with extremely greedy light, and the saliva from the mouth continued to flow down.
The corners of Ling Luo's eyes and lips twitched uncontrollably. The greedy virtues of this wicker really rival those of Jian Long and Su Ling.
There is an old saying that birds of a feather flock together, and it is true.
"Hey, I caught you!"
Su Ling moved very quickly, grabbing the wicker from behind and holding it tightly in her hand.
"Ah ah ah, it hurts me so much, my waist is about to break, don't scratch me, don't scratch me, I'm going to SHI!" Liu Tiao started shouting at the top of his voice again.
Ling Luo couldn't help but stretched out her hands and blocked both ears to prevent the eardrums from being shattered by the poison.
"What's your name? Don't you know your name yet? My brother and my father tried ten thousand ways, but they still couldn't break you." Su Ling narrowed his eyes at Liu Tiao with great contempt and said, "Why are you pretending?
Pretend, not upright at all."
Liu Tiao tried his best to squeeze out two crocodile tears from the corner of his eyes, and said with a sad face: "I, Willow Tiao, am just a soft piece of paper, and there is no way I can be upright. Let me go, I just want to take a bite of the Thunder Strike Sacred Tree. After a while,
When the spiritual energy of the wood is gone, it won’t taste good.”
Su Ling was stunned for a moment, then a devilish smile appeared on her lips and said, "You should have told me earlier."
After saying that, Su Ling grabbed the wicker with one hand and lifted up the half piece of lightning strike tree split in the center with the other hand, waved it in front of the wicker, smiled and said: "Want to eat? Kneel down and beg me."
Ling Luo: "..."
How could she give birth to a child with such a bad personality? Who does he look like?
"Uuuuuuuu, you bully me——"
Under the triangular eyes of the wicker, two crystal clear water pillars hung, stretching out their slender leaves, trying to catch the lightning-struck sacred tree.
"What are you talking about? That's so disrespectful. I'm just feeding you, understand?" A very evil smile appeared on Su Ling's face, and he shook the lightning strike tree in front of Liu Tiao's eyes.
Whenever the wicker is about to be reached, gently move it away so that it will be empty.
Ling Luo stretched out a hand and covered her forehead. She couldn't stand it anymore.
Xuanyuan Yu, on the other hand, rested his hands across his chest and watched with interest as Su Ling played with the magical wicker. His pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of interest.
In the end, Liu Tiao was really teased to tears by the little devil Su Ling. He swallowed his anger and begged, and got his wish by eating the lightning-struck sacred tree.
Willow tied the paper on the lightning strike sacred tree, and after a while, the lightning strike sacred tree was sucked clean.
After sucking it clean, dots of green fluorescence and tiny lightning flashes appeared on the surface of Willow's body. As for the lightning-strike sacred wood, it was completely destroyed and looked almost like the charcoal burned in an ordinary person's stove.
After killing the owner of Muling Mountain, the next step is a routine looting.
The family entered the Immortal Palace and picked all the Wooden Holy Fruits. After no one took two, they sat cross-legged in the Wooden Holy Spring and meditated.
The Green Emperor Wood Emperor Kung Fu was originally Ling Luo's strength. It only took her about an hour to smelt the third cave in the Secret Realm of Heaven and Man.
The billowing and rich Muhuang Gangqi is like blazing magma, flowing out from the mouth of the third hole in the cave, and a green canopy of light rises from the top of the mountain into the sky.