Chapter 138 War Begins
The place where the gods fell.
At the junction of the dead land and the forest, a huge tide of corpses swarmed up, and then violently collided with the green torrent formed by the tree people!
Bang bang bang!
Roar roar roar!
Suddenly, the sound of fierce fighting rang out in the field, roars, and whipping sounds were endless. The two sides were fighting with their bodies, fighting for life and death.
The tree man with a resolute face did not hesitate to meet the roaring zombie.
The former swung up a thick branch, and then violently whipped it forward. The force and speed were so great that even a sharp explosion sounded in the air!
Puff——
The several zombies in front of the tree man were like hammers smashing watermelons. Their bodies were directly torn into pieces, and the corpse fluid from the corpses splashed several meters away.
The zombies beside him were also affected by this terrifying force. Part of their bodies were blown up, and the remaining bodies flew backwards.
But the zombies were no pushovers either. Although they were inferior to the treemen in quality, they could still withstand the treemen's attacks by relying on their large numbers.
When a treeman attacked, the zombies seized the opportunity, pounced on him, and bit him directly.
Their teeth had all fallen out, but the corpse fluid in their mouths and on their bodies had corroded small holes in the tree trunks, and there was even more yin, death, and evil spirits.
Under such erosion, the treeman's vitality continued to fade, his movements began to slow down, and he finally fell down and turned into a pile of rotten wood!
Both sides had their own strengths and weaknesses, and the fight was fierce for a while.
The most intense battle was at the junction of the two key nodes.
The treeman swung the branches frantically, and his speed was so fast that it left a trail of afterimages in the air, and the blood and flesh fireworks in front of him never stopped.
But the zombies also pounced fearlessly. Even though only a head was left, they bit the tree man's body tightly and corroded it continuously.
The two sides fought hard and the battle was very tragic.
But at this moment, a long wind suddenly blew in the jungle, turning into sharp wind blades. The zombies that passed by had their heads exploded and slurry splashed.
The tree man on the side immediately filled the position and opened a gap in the corpse tide, occupying a slight advantage.
"Humph! Flexible and output, how can I be a burden? Sure enough, the vision of that stinky fart spirit is not trustworthy at all!"
In the jungle, on a big tree, Wang Cheng looked at his achievements, curled his lips and said hatefully.
It must be unpleasant to be despised. If he couldn't beat Zhang Zhiming, he would definitely go up and have a good argument, but it doesn't matter. If he makes some achievements next, he can also hit him hard in the face.
"But then again, I didn't expect that killing these zombies would also be beneficial." Wang Cheng looked at his palm and muttered.
As a large number of zombies were killed, the tree people had an advantage in the local area, and their own power of transformation would further erode the opponent and slowly gain the advantage.
And they who caused this result would also continuously receive feedback from the source of life of the ancient tree.
With the feedback of the source of life, the spiritual plants they reincarnated would continue to evolve, so as to perform their own life spells, and even borrow a trace of magical power.
Although they could not exert their full power, they also had the power to reverse the situation and change common sense!
"If I can borrow the legendary magical power, I will definitely let that guy see how powerful I am!"
At this point, Wang Cheng became more motivated, and at the same time turned his head and said to the young man standing on the branch with his right hand leaning on the tree trunk:
"Brother Lin, you said so..."
"Yeah." Lin Chen seemed to be thinking about something, nodded casually, and suggested casually.
"If I remember correctly, the innate spiritual skill of your spiritual plant should be [Floating Jump], which can lift people or objects of your own or the enemy."
"You can try to lift the tree man to a high altitude, and then put it down. With its huge size and mass, it will cause considerable damage to the corpse tide."
"Ah? Why is that?" Wang Cheng was stunned.
"Just do it, no need to ask so many whys." Lin Chen said lightly.
"But..." Wang Cheng wanted to say something else, but he saw Lin Chen looking at him expressionlessly, and he shuddered and said angrily, "Senior brother is right, I will do it."
But then he couldn't help asking: "Senior brother, aren't you going to do it?"
Lin Chen didn't say anything, just stretched out a hand and gently spread it.
Then, a cluster of grass phantoms appeared in his palm, which was extremely sharp and full of sword energy. This is - sword grass?
"This..." Wang Cheng's face changed.
Isn't the spiritual plant chosen by Senior Brother Lin the Holy Wood Mandui? Why does it have the ability of sword grass?
Then, he was surprised to see that the sword energy emanating from the sword grass was condensed into almost colorless silk threads, spreading directly to the surroundings.
Is this... refining the sword into silk? !
Refining the sword light of the hundred refinements into a soft and flexible one? !
Wang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes wide.
You know, this is not a sword technique, but the degree of control of the sword energy that a sword cultivator has cultivated.
Being able to achieve the mutual transformation of sharpness and flexibility, thus achieving an effect similar to lifting a heavy weight with ease, represents the attainments of a sword cultivator in swordsmanship.
This ability is completely impossible for ordinary sword cultivators to achieve. According to what he knows, in the stage of refining qi, only Zhang Mengyao in the entire Qingyun Sect can achieve this level, but why can Lin Chen do it too?
And in the previous battles, he remembered that Senior Brother Lin was a famous practitioner. How could he have such attainments in swordsmanship?
As if he had noticed Wang Cheng's surprise, Lin Chen glanced at him and said softly: "Swordsmanship itself is a kind of all methods."
As soon as the voice fell, Lin Chen pressed his hand down, and with the help of the power of the Holy Wood Mandui, he forcibly mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Suddenly, clusters of sword grass phantoms appeared around him.
Countless sword energies intertwined and condensed. At this moment, a large number of sword threads flew towards the battlefield.
With a light stroke, a large number of zombies were directly cut in half.
But when the sharp sword energy that cut off the zombies fell on the tree man, it turned into soft silk entanglements, and then intertwined between the tree men and the tree men into a large sword silk net, and any zombies passing by at high speed were cut into countless pieces!
Lin Chen didn't understand what it meant to practice swords into silk, but he had been using the Jiusuihe rice fields in the mountains in the past few years to exercise his spiritual control.
Although he has not yet reached the level of perfection, transcendence, or even the level of a spiritual being, his control over his own spiritual energy is hard to beat at the same level. For him, such a small trick as refining swords into silk is simply a piece of cake.
Countless sword silks crisscrossed the field, with tree people as stakes, forming a large sword silk net. Once any zombie pounced, it would be cut into countless pieces by the sword net in the air!
If this zombie tide is fought normally, I don’t know how many fireballs it would take to force it to be defeated.
But Lin Chen directly borrowed the phenomenon of [a 10,000-ton ship was cut into slices of bread by a few flying blades] from a science fiction novel in his previous life.
Using sword silk as nano flying blades, the high-speed moving zombies are compared to giant ships. When they pounce, they will be cut off in mid-air!
In this way, the tree people army, which is obviously small in number, is constantly advancing, and the crazy attack of the zombie tide is constantly dying!
"This..." Wang Cheng was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Senior Brother Lin would break the stalemate with just one move.
And he gradually understood that Senior Brother Lin actually transformed his own methods, adapted to the rules of the Land of the Fallen God, and used the power of the sword grass to play it out.
'Is this the ability of Shengmu Mandu? 'Looking at the one-sided battle in front of him, this thought flashed through his mind.
However, he was focusing on the battlefield and didn't notice that Lin Chen behind him suddenly had a little light in his pupils, and then countless numbers fell like a waterfall.
This is the soul computer built by Lin Chen's body and soul!