Chapter 57 Intermediate?
Xia Hong has experienced the hardness of the golden tree.
Although it is harder than the Zhushuang tree, it is still not enough to bear the huge force of over 10,000 kilograms in digging the ground.
What's more, this wooden house is not a whole tree, and it is not covered with a layer of frozen crystals like the golden tree in Redwood Ridge.
Luo Ming has been breaking through the Digging Realm for many years, and his strength must be more than ten thousand kilograms.
So when he slashes down, the wooden door should be broken.
But what actually happened shocked Xia Hong and Shang Ping.
With a click, Luo Ming's knife did indeed cut through the wooden door, cutting a half-meter long crack, but it was just a crack.
"How is it possible?"
Even Luo Ming himself couldn't believe it and asked subconsciously.
But before anyone could react, the entire wooden house began to tremble violently.
It was as if Luo Ming's knife had hurt it. After the violent trembling, the crack that had been cut actually slowly healed as the surrounding wood continued to squirm inward.
While the gap was healing, Xia Hong accidentally glanced at the situation outside. His pupils suddenly condensed, and he immediately shouted to Yuan Cheng and others outside:
"Look at the back, the four wooden houses have come to life, be careful!"
Not only the wooden house they were trapped in, but also the four wooden houses that had clearly collapsed when they entered the camp were slowly coming together to stand. Apparently, like the one they were in, they had also been transformed into movable ones by the wooden puppet. .
The gap in the wooden house was completely healed, and Xia Hong could no longer see the situation outside, and he became increasingly anxious.
Luo Ming also noticed the situation outside. There were more than 20 people from the logging realm still outside their camp, and they were even more anxious than Xia Hong.
The wooden door just failed to be split with one knife, so he quickly withdrew his sword and made five or six more blows. However, no matter how many gaps he made, the wooden door healed itself at an extremely fast speed, just like before.
They couldn't get out at all.
But at this moment, those fifteen rooms that had their doors closed suddenly suddenly roared with a roar of mountains and tsunami, and a large group of people rushed out.
No, to be precise, it’s part rushing and part climbing...
"Father, my neck is about to break, please help me, please help me."
"Leader, save my son quickly, he has been cut off."
"Bai He, Bai He, are you back? Two of my eyes were picked out and my legs were cut off. Go and see my son. He is still alive."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu,Father, help me, my head was split open, I hurt so much, I hurt so much, daddy, help me..."
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If we had just entered the camp, the scene outside could be described as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
So at this moment, the scene in front of you is the real Nine Nether Purgatory.
There were five to six hundred people, all rushing toward them crazily.
These people rushed and asked for help.
Less than half of them were at the front. Although these people had extreme fear on their faces, their bodies were at least relatively sound, and some even held weapons in their hands.
Most of the people hanging behind them were crawling on the ground.
These people, without exception, are all missing arms and legs. Some are missing arms, limbs, lower body, half of the body. Some even have half of their heads cut off, and some have only their heads and heads left. The upper body is squirming hard on the ground...
There was no abnormality in the wooden house space just now. As these people rushed or climbed out of the room, a fishy smell suddenly filled the sky, and the ground became a river of blood.
That wooden puppet can actually control five to six hundred people in these small rooms. Even if there is no movement, even the smell can be sealed.
Although Xia Hong was shocked by the shocking scene in front of him, he quickly realized that Mu Puppet's methods were getting stronger and stronger.
Could it be that he has been promoted to the intermediate level?
If this is the case, then none of them may survive today!
Xia Hong pulled his thoughts back and saw Luo Ming and the other four people rushing up to meet the people who ran out of the room. He suddenly grabbed him and shouted to Shang Ping and the other three people: "Don't go there, they It’s not necessarily a human being!”
"What should we do? Should we just sit back and do nothing?"
Although Luo Ming was pulled back and did not move forward, he roared angrily and lost control of his emotions.
Not only Luo Ming, but also Shang Ping and the other three.
Because these people who rushed out of the room and crawled out were the companions and relatives they lived with day and night, including their wives, children, and even parents.
I want to ask, how can they calm down?
Xia Hong could naturally understand the four of them, and didn't say much. He just quickly took out a piece of fire-condensing oil from his arms, and then smeared it on himself, the palms and weapons of the four of them.
"This is fire-condensing oil, which will ignite when touched by the puppet. You can save people, but be careful. Anyone controlled by the puppet will ignite if they touch this oil!"
The anxious Luo Ming and the others had no time to listen to Xia Hong's detailed explanation. They just nodded and immediately rushed to greet their relatives who called for help.
In fact, there was no need for them to rush forward. When Xia Hong applied the oil on them just now, those people had already rushed over and were less than five or six meters away from them.
"Wu'er, how are you?"
"I'm fine, father, please help mom, she's behind."
The first one to rush forward and was caught by Shang Ping was his son Shang Wu.
Seeing that his son's limbs were still intact and his body was still sound, Shang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, pulled his son behind him, and quickly looked for his wife in the crowd.
Luo Ming also saw his eldest son Luo Yun. Fortunately, like Shang Wu, his limbs were still intact. He rushed forward and took his son's hand, trying to take him away from the crowd behind him.
But as soon as he touched Luo Yun's hand, the panic on Luo Yun's face instantly turned into fear and ferocity. Then, he actually took out a dagger from behind and slashed towards Luo Ming's neck.
Clang…………
Luo Ming was caught off guard and raised the knife to block it. The huge force from the dagger actually forced him back two or three meters.
Although he escaped the fatal blow, Luo Ming still looked at his strange son with a flash of deep pain and sadness in his eyes.
Regardless of his behavior or strength, it all showed that the person in front of him who was carrying his son's skin was not Luo Yun at all.
This is also true. Luo Yun missed his blow, and a look of fierceness suddenly appeared on his face. He wanted to rush forward again, but as soon as he reached a position, he suddenly lowered his head and looked at his arm, and let out a painful roar.
"Hoo......Hoo......Ah......"
This voice was hoarse and harsh, definitely not human.
Coax…………
A ball of blazing fire suddenly rose from his arm. The flame was extremely domineering, like a disease, and it burned every part of his body in an instant.
In just a few breaths, that "Luo Yun" was burned to ashes.
Seeing his son's body burn up, there was no joy on Luo Ming's face, but the sadness in his eyes became more intense.
"Leader Luo, we don't have time to be dazed. Hurry and separate the real people from the monsters. Maybe the wooden puppet has other tricks. If you don't hurry up, more people will die later!"
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Xia Hong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Luo Yun, who was controlled by Weigui, being burned to death by the fire-condensing oil. He was afraid that as Mu Puppet's strength became stronger, the fire-condensing oil would lose its effect.
Although he confirmed that the efficacy of the fire-condensing oil was still intact, looking at the hundreds of people in front of him, Xia Hong was still shocked by the cunning and cunning of the wooden puppet.
Some of these hundreds of people are real and some are fake.
Is his flame condensation oil really enough?
This Mu Gugui had suffered from the condensation oil in the cave only a few days ago.
He actually came up with a countermeasure so quickly!
What luck, one platinum giant is not enough, another one comes, it just explodes
(End of chapter)