Chapter 279 Vine
He Xingxuan stood up from the ground. He felt that he was seriously injured before the training even started.
Ling Changge looked around. The air here was extremely humid, with the smell of soil mixed with a faint fishy odor. She stretched out her hand, grabbed a handful of the air, and a wisp of mist appeared in her palm.
"Ancestor." Jin Fan walked up to Ling Changge with a flattering smile on his face. "Ancestor, where are we going?"
His voice was loud, and everyone who followed him could hear it clearly.
Ancestors?
What ancestors?
Whose ancestors?
Ling Changge looked at him and said in a deep voice, "Who is your ancestor?"
"You!" Jin Fan said hurriedly, "Didn't we agree on this the other day? From now on, you are my ancestor!"
Jin Xier, who was standing behind him, was staring at her brother in amazement. He recognized Miss Ling as his ancestor, so what about herself? Was she also going to call Miss Ling her ancestor?
Ling Changge didn't bother to pay attention to him. He stretched out his finger and lightly tapped his forehead. His powerful mental power stretched out into the distance like a vast and boundless ocean.
Seeing her movements, He Xingxuan and the others who originally thought that she had no spiritual power could not help but be stunned.
He Xingxuan murmured, "Doesn't Miss Ling have no spiritual power?"
"Who told you that?" Jin Fan glanced at them and said quietly, "She's my ancestor, how could she not have spiritual power?"
The corners of He Xingxuan's mouths twitched a few times as they listened seriously.
As her mental power continued to spread, everything in the entire training ground slowly appeared in her sea of consciousness.
Ye Shuangqiao and his companions were just a few dozen miles away from them, and it seemed that they had just set out. The other two teams were not far from them either.
Just as she was about to retract her mental power, a man with silver hair suddenly looked up, his black eyes staring straight at the mental power Ling Changge was using to explore, and a stream of spiritual power was swung out.
"Bang."
There was only a loud bang and an explosion in the air.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Shen Ziyuan shook his head: "There is just a spiritual force observing our movements."
"Spiritual power?" Zhou Ci'an lowered his voice and asked, "Your Highness, do you mean that besides you, there is another spiritual alchemist here?"
Shen Ziyuan looked at the power that had dissipated in the sky, his eyes slightly narrowed: "Anyone with such spiritual power must be at least a third-grade spiritual pill master, or even above the third grade."
"When did such a powerful alchemist appear in Luoli Country?"
"These are not important." Shen Ziyuan said in a low voice: "Don't forget why we are here." He flipped his palm, and a purple spiritual weapon appeared in his palm.
He injected spiritual power into this spiritual weapon.
"Buzz..."
There was a flash of light, and the spiritual weapon slowly floated up.
"Follow it and we'll find the treasure." A silver light flashed in Shen Ziyuan's eyes. "The training ground is extremely dangerous. Be sure to proceed with caution."
"Yes, Your Highness." They followed the spiritual weapon into the depths of the dense forest. As soon as they left, a black demonic aura slowly appeared.
"Hehehe, after searching high and low for something, I finally found it without any effort." The black demonic energy slowly condensed into a figure in a black robe. He looked at the direction where Shen Ziyuan and his group left with a gloomy look, and turned into a ball of demonic energy again to chase after them.
Ling Changge and his companions walked quickly through the dense forest.
"Wait! Wait!" Jin Fan gasped, "I can't... I can't keep up."
Jin Fan stood at the back of the team: "Ancestor, can you slow down a bit!"
Ling Changge continued walking and said calmly, "If you can't keep up, just wait to be eaten by the sacred beast behind you!"
"Sacred beast?" Jin Fan stopped and looked around. "Where is the sacred beast? Why can't I see it?"
He curled his lips and said, "Ancestor, you can't lie to me just to make me speed up! It's so quiet here, where is the saint...ah!" Before he could finish his words, his body slowly left the ground.
A green vine wrapped around him, lifting him high into the air.
The green vines oozed red juice, and in just a few breaths, Jin Fan felt his body gradually becoming numb.
"Help! Help! Help!" Jin Fan cried out in terror, "I can't feel anything! My legs! My hands! My stomach! They're all... numb!"
Ling Changge looked at him leisurely, nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
knew?
Is it over just to know?
"Ancestors! Save me!"
Seeing this, Jin Xier said anxiously, "Miss Ling, please, save my brother." Seeing that Ling Changge had no intention of helping, she moved her lips and said, "How about I call you ancestor too? Can you save my brother?"
When Ling Changge heard this, he felt a black screen before his eyes.
She finally understood how the Jin family had come to this point.
It's not that the power of their bloodline is gradually weakening, but that their brains are becoming more and more abnormal.
Meng Yichen looked at Jin Fan, whose face was gradually turning purple, and said in a deep voice: "Fourth Princess, who else can you ask for help? Miss Ling's cultivation level is so low that she can hardly protect herself, how can she save His Highness?" After he finished speaking, he anxiously waved out a spiritual power, but the spiritual power did not hit the vines at all, but fell firmly on Jin Fan's body.
"Ah!" Jin Fan's screams were clearly heard by everyone.
Meng Yichen's face turned pale. It was all over. He had only made things worse.
At this moment, an extremely thick vine stretched out rapidly, and before Meng Yichen could react, the vine directly took him into the air.
His posture was even worse than Jin Fan's, he was hanging upside down.
The red juice flowed slowly, just like the golden fan. Wherever the juice flowed, it began to become numb. However, his spiritual power was higher than the golden fan, so the feeling of numbness was not very obvious.
Looking at the horrifying scene before their eyes, everyone except Ling Changge was too frightened to make a sound.
I couldn't even move my feet.
Xie Shuyuan swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice, "We've barely entered, and we're about to be wiped out?" He glanced at Jin Xier and said, "Fourth Princess, although this may make us men seem useless, your cultivation is the highest here, and you're a spiritual realm expert. What should we do next?"
Hearing him say this, a trace of confusion flashed in Jin Xier's eyes.
This was her first time doing this, so how would she know what to do?
Jin Xier bit her lip.
"Ancestor..."
"Stop." Ling Changge waved his arm, stopping Jin Xier from continuing. The word she feared most now was "ancestors."
"Fourth Princess, Miss Ling has no spiritual power. How can you expect her to come up with a solution?"
Just then, a rustling sound was heard not far away.
"What's that sound?" He Xingxuan looked up and exclaimed in surprise, "It's vines, get out of the way!"
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