Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 111: Yuanlong Zun (Part )

Lu Ming looked down from his horse and saw a slightly lower depression on the barren grassland. Judging from the terrain, it should be a valley washed out by a river.

On the edge of the valley, there are thousands of tents of various sizes set up. On an artificial earthen platform, several dark blue curtains are hung, and a stone statue stands in the middle.

Its head is shaped like a fish, but its body is shaped like a dragon. It is covered with layers of colorful silk, looking strange and majestic.

"Yuanlong Zun."

Long before he came here, he already knew the whole situation of this tribe.

This is a large tribe called the Water-Chasing Tribe. They have lived in this fertile river valley for generations. They are able to defeat clusters of nearby enemies and firmly occupy this land. Naturally, they possess extraordinary military power.

The fertile land allowed the population of the Zhushui tribe to rapidly increase to more than 6,000 people.

They can easily recruit thousands of brave men, and if they encounter a major crisis, all of them will become soldiers, making them extremely powerful.

Of course, the Zhushui tribe has not had an easy time recently.

The reason they own this fertile land is that there used to be a seasonal river flowing through this valley. The river water rose and fell with the seasons, bringing sufficient water and nutrients here, making the grass here more lush than in other places.

Thus, a powerful natural spirit [Yuanlongzun] was born.

But in the past three years, the river seemed to have dried up and no longer flowed through this area. As the river dried up, the land in the valley slowly degraded and gradually became no different from other places.

What followed was the weakening of [Yuanlong Zun]'s strength.

The advantages and disadvantages of natural spirits are too obvious. Such beings born from natural beliefs may rise and fall at any time due to changes in the natural environment.

Of course I pick the softest persimmons, so I'll use you as a training ground today.

Lu Ming set his sights on this natural spirit.

He still used the old routine, directly bending the bow and putting the arrow on it. An arrow made entirely of ironwood was placed on the Sunset Bow.

The Sunset Bow is a semi-divine weapon, so the matching arrows naturally cannot be bad. He got them by stealing from the Martial Temple. They are as hard as iron, with unparalleled toughness, and are both light and hard. They can also reduce air resistance and make the flight trajectory more stable.

"Whoosh."

The arrow flew through the air and headed straight for [Yuan Long Zun].

But at the moment when the arrow flew across the valley, the surrounding void suddenly twisted, and the dry and hard ground suddenly showed a texture like dragon scales.

The next moment, these dragon scales quickly floated into the air, like a thick shield, blocking the arrows.

"Boom."

A large piece of dragon scales suddenly exploded, and the arrow continued to move forward with its remaining momentum.

"Swish swish."

However, more and more dragon scales flew up, piling up like a small mountain. The arrows were like a mad buffalo, ready to smash and tear everything in front of them.

Finally, under the barrier of layers of dragon scales, the last bit of strength was consumed.

"As expected of a great tribe's natural spirit, even in decline, it's still so powerful."

Lu Ming stood in the distance, taking it all in.

Just based on the strength currently displayed by this [Yuanlong Zun], he is already much more powerful than ordinary Qi realm masters.

In that case, let’s see how many of my arrows you can catch.

Lu Ming smiled and put on another ironwood arrow. In an instant, the Sunset Bow became like a full moon and the arrow shot out.

Before the first arrow reached him, he bent his bow again and shot out arrows one after another.

The earthen mountain formed by layers of dragon scales was torn open in an instant, leaving a huge hole.

Before it could heal, the second arrow came right after.

It seemed that [Yuanlong Zun] also sensed that the situation was not good. Dragon scales became increasingly clearer on the rocks around the entire valley, and more and more soil piled up behind the earthen hills formed by the dragon scales.

"Boom boom boom."

But the remaining arrows shot by Lu Ming were more ferocious and domineering than the last. If you look closely, you will find that the flight trajectory of each arrow is almost exactly the same.

"boom."

As the ninth arrow fell, the entire earthen hill could no longer hold on and collapsed instantly.

The arrow continued to move at a constant speed, piercing straight into the stone statue of [Yuan Long Zun], and a clear crack appeared on the body.

The moment cracks appeared on the stone statue, Lu Ming felt as if the entire world had become dark, and a strong and pure malice was spreading.

"Enemy attack!"

The entire Zhushui tribe rushed out of their tents and looked at everything in shock.

Especially the huge cracks on [Yuanlongzun]'s body made them feel like the sky was falling.

"Roar."

Although it was difficult for others to notice, Lu Ming could clearly see that the entire valley was filled with thick black fog, and a strange creature with a fish head and a dragon body was swimming in the fog.

A huge crack appeared on its body, and black blood was constantly flowing out.

"Kakakaka."

As it moved, cracks appeared all over the valley, like the wounds of a person frozen in the cold wind.

"As expected of a natural spirit from a large tribe, it possesses the power to move the heavens, almost equivalent to the seventh level of human martial arts."

Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh and marvel at the magic of this world.

Of course, the power of the "Seventh Level of Martial Arts" in front of him has to be discounted.

"Wow."

A large amount of water unexpectedly gushed out from those broken cracks, pouring back into the valley. Because the valley had not been traversed by a river for a long time, many tribesmen had set up their tents there, and the water rushed in and they collapsed instantly.

All the living creatures in the tent were instantly swallowed up by the river.

Nature spirits generally do not harm their own tribesmen, but there is only one situation in which they will act so cruelly, and that is when they encounter a powerful enemy that is difficult to defeat. By sacrificing these tribesmen, the nature spirits gain a powerful increase in strength.

This is also due to the characteristics of the grassland people. When faced with natural disasters that they cannot resist, in order to preserve their people to the greatest extent possible, they will take the initiative to abandon some of the old, weak and sick people to save resources and help others overcome difficulties.

With the appearance of water and the sacrifice of nearly a thousand tribesmen, a hint of red appeared on the body of [Yuanlongzun] who was surging in the black fog.

Its eyes were as bright as pearls, and its body had grown several times larger.

Countless streams flowed upstream and turned into water dragons dozens of feet long, surging throughout the entire valley.

The sky was foggy and there was a faint roaring sound.

It was not until this point that [Yuan Long Zun] could truly display the strength of the [External Scene] level.

(End of this chapter)