Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

While Yin Coin was still tricking Olga, Ange and his party had already teleported to the Celestial Fortress.

Ange rubbed his hands together and directly formed the teleportation array. In a flash of white light, they appeared on top of the pyramid of the Celestial Fortress. Below was the Gods Guang...the Gods Farm.

The moment they appeared, four powerful thoughts were locked on them. Four figures standing up to a height of 100 meters stood up and were about to hit them with weapons.

However, they 'saw' the auras of Ange and others in time, stopped their movements, looked around everyone, and finally fell on Negris, and asked hesitantly: "Lord Negre?"

Nigris responded with some shock: "It's me, you are Gor's children? How come you have grown so big? No, no, not only have you grown up, but you have also mutated?"

Back then, Hua Lao Zhan Shu Gor was spawned by the God of Life, and four of them were planted here to protect the Holy Kingdom. Then Ange left them alone. He didn't expect them to grow so big now.

They are not grown up, but more like mutations. Each one of them has a head of bright white leaves, and a holy light flashes under the wrinkles of the bark. Their consciousness is even more tyrannical, not like a war giant at all. Tree.

Not even a tree, but something divine, so Negris said they mutated.

The four bright war trees ignored it and bent down to Ange: "The God of Life."

Nigris still looks like a brass dragon, which is easier to recognize, but Ange now looks like a construct, which is not easy to recognize, but his aura remains unchanged.

Ange nodded.

Nigris said: "Get up, how did you become like this? Is it because of the little ghost?"

The four Light War Trees looked at each other hesitantly. They were Gor's children. They had been planted in the Holy Kingdom since they were young. They were not familiar with Ange and his friends, and were not used to Ange's nodding and talking style of Negris.

However, seeing that Ange didn't react, they still straightened up one after another and said: "We don't know why it is like this. The air and water here are gradually exhausted. It is the Lord God of Light who sends us energy, and then we It gradually became like this.”

"I knew it, but you have strengthened it too much. Your consciousness is stronger than that of the Void War Tree. How many good things have the little ghosts fed you?" Nigris said with envy.

When he was locked by the consciousness of these war trees just now, Nigris felt that their consciousness was stronger than that of the void war trees.

You know, they are Gor's children, they are just plane-level war trees, but their consciousness intensity is comparable to the void-level war trees. The little ghost directly raised them to another energy level. It's incredible.

At this moment, everyone suddenly sensed something and looked down at the ground.

I saw a ball of holy flame slowly emerging from the cracks in the floor tiles, condensing into a holy ghost.

Seeing so many people, the little face condensed by the Holy Ghost looked confused. After looking around everyone, his eyes fell on Ange: "Ouch!"

Whoosh! Everyone only saw a flash of holy light, and the little ghost had already rushed in front of Ange. When Ange blocked it with his finger, it smacked into Ange's finger.

The little ghost tilted his head, hugged Ange's fingers, and shouted "Yeah, yeah, yeah".

Ange nodded and walked into the center of the Gate of Heaven teleportation tower.

Nigris quickly followed him and asked at the same time: "What did the little ghost say? Can't you unify the language? You can also make it speak Aoao language."

Why did the "Yeah" language come out again?

An Ge tilted his head in confusion: "This is, Ao Ao Yu, ah, it's down there."

"Yeah? Who is it?" Nigris was confused. He didn't realize it until he went down to the heaven and saw a small sapling running toward him.

"Why are you here? What about the dimensional space? You are the sacred tree of all worlds that supports the dimensional space." Nigris asked in surprise. The sapling is the pillar supporting the dimensional world. How did it come here?

The sapling crawled onto Ange's shoulder. As soon as he squatted down, he noticed that Ange was a little strange. He stretched out his little hand and knocked on Ange's head, making a wooden knocking sound.

This sound made the little sapling tremble all over. It continued to climb up, squatted down on Ange's head, and waved the real leaves with satisfaction: hard-long-hard-long-

Well, little sapling, this idiot, obviously couldn't answer such a complicated question, so Nigris had no choice but to look at Ange.

Ange shook his head and said: "Thousands of realms branch out but never collapse."

"It won't collapse? That's good, so can the Divine Tree of All Realms divide into many branches? Can it build more dimensional worlds?" Negris asked curiously.

Ange shook his head: "I can't bear it."

The dimensional world is not only supported by small saplings, but also consumes all the material and energy in the chaotic plane. Ange cannot support another one.

However, a complete dimensional world cannot support it, and a dimensional space of several hundred square kilometers is still acceptable. Thinking of this, Ange said: "I want the fog of chaos."

"Ah? What? Sir, do you need the Mist of Chaos?" Anthony was a little confused by Ange's sudden words, and it took him two seconds to realize. Is this a metaphor?

Ange nodded. There are many ways to open up the dimensional space, but to build it into a place with a balance of various elements, it is best to directly use the fog of chaos to realize it. Otherwise, it will be too troublesome to adjust.

The Palace of Rest is a dead world. If there is no farm enchantment, there is no way to grow anything in it. Instead of building the farm enchantment and then opening the farm enchantment, it is better to do it in one step and use the mist of chaos to create a world of balanced elements.

With the dimensional space where the elements are balanced, Ange can reach in and plant things, which makes him happy just thinking about it.

"I know what you want to do. Damn it, the little ghost and the little sapling have finally come here, but you only want to open up space to grow vegetables? Are you not pursuing it at all?!" Nigris was angry.

Ange shook his head.

Anthony couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Chaos Fog, this is not pursued? Where can I go to get Chaos Fog? Why don't I go get some from His Majesty?"

"Pfft... Your idea is good, and it is also a way. You can go there then. Unfortunately, the old immortal does not have the original body yet, and cannot draw out the mist of chaos." Nigris laughed angrily.

"Then where should we go to get the fog of chaos?" Anthony was troubled.

The little ghost suddenly appeared from Ange's finger, condensed his finger and pointed: Ouch!

Ange immediately looked in the direction of the little ghost's finger. Nigris and Anthony looked at each other and quickly shared Ange's vision. In the dark void outside the sacred heaven, some smaller black spots were stepping on the void. space, rushing here.

Every jump of the little black dot caused ripples in the space, which was particularly obvious under Ange's scale ring, almost covering up the cracked purple lines where they stepped.

"It's the Mourning Undead Soldiers, huh? Are they charging?"

Thank you to Day Longing for Night, Abaixx for the reward.