Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

Swish!

Qin Mo shook the long sword in his hand, and the cold sword light flowed, neatly cutting off several tree roots that were stabbing towards his face.

Putting away the sword, Qin Mo moved.

Qin Mo frowned as he stared at the severely injured tree man.

No, these roots are endless.

As soon as a batch of tree roots are cut, new roots will quickly grow out from the smooth cross-section.

If he continues like this, he will definitely lose.

We have to think of a way...

Qin Mo used his sword to block the tree man's attack while keeping an eye on his weaknesses.

After a while, Qin Mo finally discovered that a few tree people with few roots were secretly burying their remaining roots in the soil.

When it appeared again, there were three or four new tree roots sticking out from the roots of the tree man, but the new roots were obviously thinner than the ones next to them.

Qin Mo's eyes moved.

This is how they respond.

The tree man who had just sprouted new roots was not in a hurry to deal with Qin Mo, but instead pushed the new roots back into the soil of the dead forest to absorb energy.

Now that he had discovered the opponent's weakness, Qin Mo would certainly not give them enough time to recuperate.

The sword energy shot out straight ahead, and wherever the long sword pointed, it was invincible. The tree roots covered with mud could not get close to Qin Mo.

While drawing his sword, Qin Mo moved towards the tree man who was recuperating. When the tree man saw Qin Mo approaching, he hurriedly swung out his roots.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Qin Mo turned the sword in his hand, and the sound of tree roots falling continued.

Without any obstruction, Qin Mo raised his sword and prepared to use it to search for weaknesses in various parts of the tree man.

As a result, Qin Mo did not expect that when he cut off the opponent's last tree root, the gaps on the tree man's trunk that formed his facial features suddenly disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the tree man turned into rotten wood and smashed to the ground, completely losing the ability to move.

Just because one tree man was dealt with by Qin Mo doesn’t mean that other tree men will give up attacking Qin Mo.

Qin Mo kicked the tree man's corpse away, and the rotten trunk hit the swinging tree roots. For a moment, countless wood fragments flew and scratched Qin Mo's exposed skin.

The red marks on the fair and delicate skin are shocking.

The slight pain flashed through Qin Mo's perception, and he subconsciously ignored it. He didn't notice at all that the expression of Little Moon behind him suddenly darkened.

Seeing Qin Mo being scratched by the wood chips, Little Moon's black pupils slightly dilated and her expression became gloomy.

No matter how she looked at it, she felt that the red color was an eyesore, and her body involuntarily used its strength to destroy all the wood chips that approached Qin Mo's body.

Xiao Yueliang did it secretly, and Qin Mo didn't notice that the wood chips that hit him had quietly lost their power.

Knowing how to deal with the tree man, Qin Mo swept away his fatigue and no longer conserved his energy.

Swing the sword... Swing the sword, experience +1+1+1+1...

After a while, Qin Mo came back to his senses with the sword in his hand.

Suddenly, I realized that my sight was empty. There was no tree man in sight, only a thick layer of broken wood carpet under my feet.

Qin Mo took a slow step forward to check.

The little moon fluttered down from above the tree man's head and landed beside Qin Mo.

[Nuannuan, stop looking. You killed all the tree people that gathered nearby.]

Gone!

All killed?

Qin Mo was stunned, and a trace of disappointment flashed through his heart.

He felt that these tree people were perfect as sparring partners for him because they were fast, their roots were flexible, and they could repair themselves.

He is definitely the leader in the sparring world.

Qin Mo sat on the ground, looking at the scattered pieces of wood at his feet with a little regret.

If he had known this earlier, he would have let it go and practiced a little longer.

Qin Mo picked up a piece of tree man wood fragments: [Little Moon, are there tree men like this in the dead forest? ]

Little Moon: [There is no such thing anymore, but there are still tree people]

[Nuan Nuan, do you still remember the guy I killed before? ]

Qin Mo: [Well, what happened to it? ]

Little Moon kicked the wood chips beside her shoes and said, "These tree people are the clones of that guy."

Qin Mo frowned and asked in confusion: [That black fog creature is not dead? ]

He remembered that there was a notification of a successful kill, so how come the black fog creature was not dead?

Little Moon curled her lips: [Dead, but not completely dead]

[Black fog creatures can also comprehend various rule abilities from the black fog rules. The ability that guy comprehended is extraordinary.]

The other party relied on the power of the rules he had comprehended to escape from her and survive.

However, the black fog creatures that possess this ability are generally high-level black fog creatures that occupy a region and guard a secret treasure.

How would it appear here?

The little moon glanced lightly at the silent dead woods.

thought.

No matter how you look at it, this is an ordinary and unremarkable place.

Suddenly, the darkness in Little Moon's eyes deepened.

I understand clearly in my heart.

Could it be that something is chasing it?

Then the master of this dead forest is not a low-level black fog creature, but a high-level one.

The little moon's black eyelashes fell gently, covering her eyes.

It's right to think like this...

Since the other party was seriously injured, he naturally had no time to pick a piece of precious land.

There was a pursuit behind, and there were a large number of humans gathered here with enough human flesh and blood for healing.

There's nothing better for it than here.

A seriously injured high-level black fog creature carrying a secret treasure, a powerful and mysterious pursuer, and a black fog creature with scarlet eyes controlled by his father...

Too many coincidences are no longer coincidences.

Little Moon suddenly raised her head and glanced at the thoughtful Qin Mo, her dark eyes hidden under her soft eyelashes flashing with an ambiguous light.

Is he here for Nuannuan or for me?

The dog eclipses the moon...

interesting.

Qin Mo told Xiaoyue the legend of the heavenly dog ​​eating the moon in the form of a story. Xiaoyue found it interesting and wrote it down.