Chapter 1374 (1/2)

In Ling Han's opinion, Baolin Pavilion only occupied this place, but it was not the master. For example, if they want to collect the herbs here, they have to avoid puppets. But if they are the real owners, do they need such trouble?

”And as far as I'm concerned, any puppet is a gift. I don't know how strong this one is.” Ling Han stares at a figure puppet under the tree, and his eyes are full of smile.

It's a gift to him.

The puppet has no mind, so the black tower can easily collect it, even if it has the power of creating the world, unless it can be born with divine intelligence.

Ling Han's body swept and came to the tree.

The puppet who had been taking care of the sacred tree was immediately startled and broke out at an astonishing speed and attacked Linghan in the past.

Ling Han did not immediately use the black tower, but with it to bang a record, try this guy's appearance.

Bang!

Ling Han was suddenly shocked to fly, all over the body spurted out a group of blood fog, the clothes are dyed red.

What a powerful force!

Ling Han said in his heart that the puppet's power had reached the point of great perfection in the star realm. Naturally, he was completely crushed. Once the attack went on, he suffered a small loss. His bones and gods were clanking, as if they were going to fall apart.

Naturally, the puppet would not have any emotional fluctuations. He caught up with him and wanted to kill Ling Han.

”Enough!” Ling Han waved his hand, and the divine sense wrapped up the other party in an instant, and his heart was moved. Whew, the puppet disappeared.

In the black tower, Ling Han is the true God!

He easily demolished the puppet and was overjoyed to find that more than 70% of the puppet was made of divine iron.

A lot of magic iron!

I made a lot of money.

Ling Han decided that even if he didn't get a Dan Fang, he would take away all the puppets above eight steps here for the immortal magic sword to devour.

However, now I have to collect this purple jade tree.

It's simple. Ling Han reached out for a shovel, and the power of terror fell down. He easily put away the sacred tree with a large piece of soil and sent it to the black tower, and then planted it. This means that the sacred tree really belongs to him.

”Hey, go on!” Ling Han was full of enthusiasm, and he put it first to improve the quality of immortal magic sword.

He continued to move forward. There were more fields of medicine and puppets.

Ling Han did not dry up the water and fish. He took all the puppets away. Instead, he observed that if the power of the puppets reached the star level, it means that the materials must be used in the nine level divine iron. Naturally, he collected them politely. If not, he would not take them, and let them continue to shine and heat here.

This is to see in Lin Yuqi's face, after all, it is because of the other party that he has the opportunity to enter here, life can not forget the origin.

Rao was so, he also collected a lot of puppets.

What's more, if you need such puppets to guard, it's definitely the magic medicine above the eighth level. It's a pleasure to be collected by Ling Han.

When people from Baolin Pavilion come in, they will strictly abide by the rules and refuse to collect immature herbs. However, Ling Han does not have such concerns. If he enters the black tower, his growth will be better and faster, and there is no waste.

At the same time, he took the puppet to collect the divine medicine, and on the other hand, he took the puppet to take the divine iron and let the immortal magic sword devour it.