Gao Wu: Infinite Copying From Slime

Chapter 395: Stealing into the Spiritual Orchard

After Ling Tian left, he chose to heal his injuries first.

Li Zixiao's strength is indeed not weak, and it will take some effort to defeat him.

The best healing place right now is the Spiritual Orchard of the Sky Demons!

There are a lot of natural materials and earthly treasures there!

Think and go!

Ling Tian immediately headed towards the Spirit Orchard.

On the way Ling Tian ran into a few people, all of whom seemed to be under the age of sixteen.

"Hey, hey, kid, where are you going?" One of the handsome men blocked Ling Tian's way.

Ling Tian said indifferently: "Get out of the way."

"Get out of the way? 900 is the Heavenly Demon Clan. Is the Temple of the Heavenly Demon Clan a place where you can go whenever you want?"

The handsome man said with a smile.

Ling Tian glanced at these people coldly, and said: "What are you? You dare to stop me, believe it or not, I will kill your entire clan?"

Ling Tian's words were very arrogant, but they made the people of the Heavenly Demon Race shudder with fright.

Ling Tian's aura is too scary!

"Kill our entire clan? Hahaha, who do you think you are? Do you know that we are the Heavenly Demon Clan? We are the Holy Son and Saint Daughter of the Heavenly Demon Clan!"

One of the younger-looking men shouted loudly.

(aecg) His face was full of fear, but his heart was full of boundless hatred.

Ling Tian said disdainfully: "Trash is trash, you can't even speak. If that's the case, I'll send you to be buried with you."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Tian's palm slapped hard on the chest of one of the men.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the man was directly slapped to the ground by Ling Tian.

"Ah!" The remaining three people were terrified and fled out quickly.

But how could Ling Tian let them escape, and put them all into the storage ring with a wave of his sleeves.

At this time, Ling Tian looked towards the direction of the spirit fruit tree, and a layer of faint white mist surrounded the spirit fruit tree, covering the entire spirit fruit tree.

Ling Tian's eyes became sharp.

This spirit fruit tree is definitely a scourge.

This spiritual fruit tree is made of ten thousand years of cold iron, and the cold iron contained on it has reached a weight of a thousand catties. Under such a high weight, the spiritual fruit has not been damaged at all, which is enough to see that its defensive power is How powerful.

"It seems that the owner of this spirit fruit tree is extraordinary." Ling Tian murmured.

He knew that his current strength was not enough to shake this spirit fruit tree, so he could only hide it temporarily and try to solve it.

"!"

Ling Tian turned into a stream of light and rushed into the clouds, disappearing in place.

Soon, two figures suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Brother, this kid is too arrogant, what should we do?" said one of the youths.

"You go back first, I'll stay here to observe the situation." The young man frowned slightly and said.

"Yes, because." The young man left in response.

"Hmph! Little ants, you are so arrogant, do you think you can escape from my young master's pursuit?" The young man looked at the spirit fruit tree and smiled coldly.

A faint white mist exudes from the spirit fruit tree, which is a formation specially used by the Heavenly Demons to seal off the internal environment of the spirit fruit tree. Under this formation, even if Ling Tian has the teleportation secret technique, it is difficult to escape.

There is a hole above the trunk of the spirit fruit tree, and a drop of blood slowly flows inside, dripping on the ground.

"Is this your blood?" The young man said with a sneer, "It's really stupid to dare to absorb other people's blood in this way."

"If that's the case, then extract all the blood in your body, and then fuse it into my blood. From then on, I will be the patriarch of the Weimo clan." The young man sneered.

Ling Tian returned to the room.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Ling Tian sat cross-legged on the bed and began to adjust his breath. .