Chapter 130: Yan Mos teeth are not casually venomous ~ (2/2)

Yuan Zhan was unwilling, and even more reluctant to wait for himself to die. He still had to save his Priest, and by the way, he wanted to ask who the children in his stomach were.

If it is not his, then there is nothing else to be said that is as long as he has a bite to eat, he will not let the child who birthed by Mo to be hungry. The child born to his mother was not his father. The child in the tribe is not his own child. The man is apathetic to the children who aren't his. But the child after from Mo can only be his, and he can only give birth to his son.

As for how a man can be pregnant with a child, Yuan Zhan does not feel it’s any strange. His Priest Da Ren did not say that it is a child, that is, when his blood falls to the ground, it becomes a child. It is not impossible!

Yuan Zhan, who has great confidence in himself and his knowledge on the Priest, began to struggle with the Nether Flower that controlled his body.

Mo once said that his ability to control the soil is not only from his body, but also related to his spirit, the spirit is hidden in his eyebrows.

Before, he wanted to control the soil he had to have a part of his body to the earth. However, if he used his mental power well, he could manipulate the soil even if he left the earth.

His current situation, although his limbs cannot move, but his mind is very clear, and his body is also directly in contact with the earth.

He can control the soil, he can!

Yuan Zhan began to unicast the Primary Training Method that Yan Mo gave him. Now he has been able to run through this way anytime and anywhere, that is, he can breathe according to the breathing method even during sleep.

He doesn't know how long it took, his eyebrows began to get hot, and the feeling of upgrading became more apparent.

Yuan Zhan felt dizzy. If he can escape in this state, he might be able to break through the 4th Rank and enter the 5th Rank that no one has ever entered!

I am the blood of the God of Earth, I am coming from the earth, I am the soil, the soil is I...

Some people say that faith is also a force.

Yuan Zhan, who is confident and trusting in his own blood and ability, can clearly exert this power to the extreme.

“Ah”, Yuan Zhan felt that he had heard the sound something being broken, just like the sound of a small fishing rod being shattered.

Yuan Zhan saw his body. He saw himself lying in the pit and saw a small bag with a big thumb on his chest. He saw...

Found the enemy!

He saw a gray misty thing in his body mixed with his flesh and blood, and a black seed on the chest that had grown a tiny root.

The gray mist must be removed and the seed must be killed!

But how do you remove the gray fog?

Yuan Zhan's gaze fell a little, and he saw a small pill that fell to the bottom of the pit, just beside his thigh.

In the air, this pack of powder can relieve paralysis and coma, then if he tries to inhale this pack of powder into the body, will the packet of powder help him to expel the gray mist?

Yuan Zhan stared at the land under the medicine bag and ordered it with his entire mind: moved it up and sent the powder to my mouth.

The soil beneath the pack shivered slightly, and then it was lifted up by an invisible force.

Yuan Zhan opened his mouth, fortunately, he could open his mouth.

He tore off the outer skin with his teeth and tongue, spit it out, and the rest of the powder covered by the blades of grass, he chewed it and swallowed it together with the blades of grass.

Bitter! Really very, very bitter!

However, he doesn't care.

The powder did not immediately produce an effect, but Yuan Zhan saw the gray mist that mixed into his flesh and blood began to tremble and retreat.

Taking this opportunity, Yuan Zhan began to control his body to sink into the soil with his whole heart.

Then Na Zhá did not feel relieved when he came to look at the other person companion and found that the 4th Rank prey thing really escaped.

Yuan Zhan struggled underground, the gray fog was gradually dissipating, and now the biggest problem is that his chest has grown a seed.

Those roots from the seed were entangled in his heart, and Yuan Zhan was trying to earthen his chest and heart.

When he trapped the seed and prevented it from gaining nutrients, he went to his Priest Da Ren.

Mo, you support is here, don't be afraid, don't run around, I will save you soon!

“Ah, ah--!” Yuan Zhan made a painful roar in the ground.

His head hurts, especially his eyebrows, and there is like a fire burning his soul!

His body seemed to be crushed by a huge stone hammer, and the pain of the broken bones swept the whole body in an instant.

“Mo-!”

Yan Mo, who was digging grass, suddenly stopped moving. Just now, he seemed to hear Yuan Zhan asking for help from him?

“Oh!” Yan Mo smirked, and his son was crying for help with himself. Why does Yuan Zhan’s voice come out now?

That guy will ask him for help? Forget it.

Yan Mo counted the time. If Maple Clan really wanted to let them out, they would have passed the time. With Yuan Zhan's ability 4th Rank warrior, it should not die so fast.

The voice of ”Shasha” came, and Na Zhá brought over more than twenty Tree Men and sent the still alive humans.

Sa Má also appeared again on the boulder in the waterhole.

Yan Mo straightened up and looked at the warriors who were sent to him.

Everyone seems to be thinner, and Bing is especially thin.

“~This is the latest batch of human beings who have been captured. Do you see if your ethnic group is in it?” Sa Má said.

Yan Mo counted, just twenty-eight, and then looked at the tattoos on their faces. It is true that the missing warriors of Yuan Ji Tribe are all here

“~They look terrible~” Yan Mo grabbed Bing's wrist and checked the pulse. Poor Bing, the pulse was too weak to touch.

Sa Má didn't talk, Na Zhá and The Tree Men were watching Yan Mo, and they seemed to be surprised at his casual attitude towards Sa Má and Sa Má's connivance for him.

“~They are all excellent warriors of our family, but they cannot only be a warrior, but they can only become our cumbersome ~” Yan Mo put on a sad expression of ”you look at them.”

Sa Má still didn't speak.

Na Zhá wants to say that they are alive and not bad, but Sa Má raised his hand to stop it.

Yan Mo began to sigh and began to sigh. ”~ This Bing is still the favorite warrior of The Old Priest. He is regarded as the future leader of the tribe. He becomes like this. Even if I bring him back, The Old Priest will not let me go. Then I still have to stay here and don't go back~”

Sa Má heard this, and didn't want to open it. ”~Human, they can't recover~”

“~Sage Sa Má, I know you have a way~”

Sa Má branches were shaking. It seems that I want to beat Yan Mo, but he had to hold back.” ~Na Zhá, go to the altar to take the dead species~”

Na Zhá was shocked, “~Sa Má!?~”

“~Go~”