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The third thousand one hundred and thirty-two chapters of the half-immortal level of Thunder God

Wang Yang dared to swear that he had never thought about driving this half-celestial Thunder Fairy Tree.

Before he wanted to come, this half-immortal level Thunder Fairy Tree had just grown.

Even, he didn't have time to refine.

In other words, apart from a little bit of his original imprint, this tree of Thunder God didn't communicate with it in depth.

I don't know anything about this question whether I will obey myself.

In other words, that thunderbolt not only destroyed the Demon God Tree, but also planted it by himself, and it has been cultivated to the current Dao-level Demon God Tree, cutting off the connection.

In the beginning, Wang Yang had already prepared for this when he sacrificed the Tree of Demon God.

Similarly, in his mind, there is a way to deal with it.

Because he knows that if he gets a new life, he will definitely have a good feeling with him.

As long as you refining it again, naturally, you can take it back to yourself.

But, at least, not yet.

He did not give an order.

In other words, this half-immortal level of the demon god tree already has its own wisdom.

Staring at the sacred thunder tree that has recovered into a towering tree again.

In Wang Yang's expression, something changed.

He thought about it.

However, he was still a little surprised when he really encountered such a result now.

In the universe, there are magical medicines, sacred trees, and even sacred gold and so on.

Although they have been branded with various avenue patterns, they belong to the avenue level.

However, in themselves, they are not entirely life.

Just like the god gold, once the god gold has its own life, then they belong to the holy spirit family.

However, the lifeless divine gold, even at the Dao level, is only divine gold, which can refine all kinds of powerful divine weapons, but in itself, it is not a life.

The sacred tree and the sacred medicine are basically the same kind.

In the universe, the monster race has a special branch.

The wood monster clan.

The wood monster clan is the largest branch of the monster clan, and it can even be said that it is a powerful clan that supports half of the sky.

Because, the wood monster clan is basically transformed from a variety of magical medicines and trees scattered in the universe, and even plants such as vines.

In the universe, which ethnic group is not cultivating its own magic medicine.

Even many powerful beings will naturally open up their own magic medicine garden.

The worlds, perhaps, are all developed for the purpose of planting all kinds of magical medicine.

Under such circumstances, no matter which ethnic group is based in the universe, basically, the magic drug will not be extinct.

On the contrary, all kinds of magical medicines have been carefully managed and cultivated quickly.

Even if there is no one in a hundred in the end.

However, that huge base is still looked up to.

Especially those strong races with extremely few ethnic groups.

For example, dragons, light gods, elves, holy spirits, etc...

For them, the number of the Wood Monster clan is simply something they need to look up to.

In fact, even if it is a human race, it attaches great importance to the wood monster family.

Therefore, every existence that opens up a medicinal garden is subconsciously to prevent magical medicine from deriving its own soul and give birth to its own spiritual wisdom.

Similarly, Wang Yang has always insisted on such a path.

Without spiritual wisdom, it is a magical medicine, and with spiritual wisdom, it is the wood demon clan.

Between the two, the gap is too big.

but……

"You already have spiritual wisdom, is that right?"

When he first shot, Wang Yang already had such an expectation in his mind.

The magic drug at the avenue level is really too strong.

If it hadn't been suppressed by its own, perhaps, it would have already given birth to spiritual wisdom.

The thunder fell and was reborn in destruction.

Your own suppression will be broken.

As long as you get a new life and give birth to spiritual wisdom, it is simply a breeze.

"Yes."

The voice is very immature.

It can be seen that even if the spiritual wisdom is born, it is not a new birth.

It seems to be a newly born child.

"Just now, why didn't you make a move?"

The magic medicine is his own trump card, but if he becomes the wood demon clan, then the situation is completely changed.

From then on, between the two will be enemies.

This is the ethnic group.

Luck is connected.

From the moment he became a Wood Demon, he naturally carried the luck of the Demon Race.

Under the influence of Qi Luck, even the former masters will backlash when they say backlash.

Otherwise, the great power of the heavens will open up a medicine garden and plant all kinds of magical medicines, but in the end, they will always be vigilant.

Never let the magic medicine give birth to spiritual wisdom.

"I know, I was planted by you!"

The voice is very childish.

However, this voice is very firm.

Wang Yang smiled.

"Well, at least, I have not been betrayed!"

In that voice, at least, I didn't hear the feeling of enmity against him.

Many magical medicines morphed into wood monsters, and the first one was to kill their own planters.

Even, still killing the Quartet.

At least, he is not so unlucky yet, and he has not been betrayed.

"I'm transformed and I'm leaving."

Wang Yang closed his eyes.

This scene, he should have thought of it from the beginning.

The thing of qi luck, in many cases, is silent and affects oneself.

The human race and the demon race have had great feuds in the extremely ancient years.

However, how much hatred can new people have?

However, between the human race and the monster race, getting along with each other will inevitably be hostile to them.

This is the connection of luck.

Linked to the air.

Said it is connected with luck.

"This is my first Thunder Fruit.

Inherit the characteristics of my original tree of good fortune.

Perhaps it can make your road complete!"

Wang Yang closed his eyes.

A semi-immortal level of good fortune fruit.

However, it means that the sacred tree of good fortune cultivated by oneself is lost in this way.

Grasping that half-immortal level of good fortune fruit.

Staring at the Thunder God Tree.

"I am leaving!"

Under Wang Yang's gaze, the Thunder God Tree, just like this, disappeared.

Suddenly, without knowing why, Wang Yang always felt that he had lost something.

"Hey, didn't you already know something before?

What's the matter, don't let it go?"

The sacred thunder tree of the half immortal level has already left.

However, Wang Yang still felt that there was nothing in his heart.

At first, when the thunder fell, there really was no way to resist it?

But, why, he desperately let the Demon God Tree send it up?

Don’t you just hope that the Demon Tree will not miss this rare opportunity?

Now, watching it leave.

However, Wang Yang only felt that his heart was empty.

Even if it was, holding a half-immortal-level Thunder God fruit in his hand, there was no joy in his heart.