Standing under the rolling hot sun, watching the dark clouds rolling and heavy rain, this stupid behavior would be rare if it weren't for the unique environment created by Jiang Le.

At one half past, this is the hottest time of the day in Africa.

The militants led by the warlord leader have been standing in the sun for more than half an hour.

Even the quiet car shell was so sun-fried that it could fry eggs.

Naturally, all the militants were sweating profusely and dizzy. The morale that had been stimulated by the warlords before was thrown out of the sky.

After all, he is not an elite warrior who has been rigorously trained. In such weather that can cook people, Lao Hei can't stand it.

The warlord could not help it, and his face became extremely ugly.

There was no news from his subordinates who entered the dark clouds. He didn't believe that his subordinates had rebelled, so the only possibility was that his subordinates were controlled.

But this is too weird, right? The subordinates who went in to investigate were all fully armed and would definitely shoot when they encountered danger.

But for so long, except for the heavy rain, there was nothing else.

"Boss, do we want to send some more people in?" asked a little leader who could speak to the head.

The warlord thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, the militants became eager to go, and it would take a thousand dollars to go. It seems that we have a share.

Soon, another team of ten people set off.

But it is still like the first team, just like a stone sinking into the sea without a trace.

The warlord was furious and sent ten more people in without waiting for others to say this. Then ten more people were.

Until more than one hundred subordinates were involved and nearly one-third of their people were lost, the warlords' expression changed.

Damn this is a bottomless pit, there is no return?

Even other militants who were originally attracted by one thousand dollars felt something was wrong now. This was not an easy task, it was a rhythm of dying.

Now, no one is willing to check the news anymore. Although money is good, life is more important.

"Sheit, shoot me." The warlord head was so angry that he ignored it, raised his gun and shot into the dark clouds.

Seeing the boss like this, his subordinates naturally had to do it, raising the guns in their hands and sweeping at the dark clouds.

Soon, a shuttle of bullets shot out, dark clouds rolled, and heavy rain was pouring. The militants were like extremely bad clown performances, no one cared about.

The face of the warlord leader was extremely difficult to see.

But the fear in his heart could not be suppressed.

The strange dark clouds became a demon, mocking him, a mortal who was overestimating his ability.

"God? I don't believe in it, I don't believe in any gods. Get ready and we rush in." The warlord shouted wildly.

The militants were hesitant.

But soon they dared not hesitate because the warlord's head's muzzle was aimed at them.

"Yes, wavess."

Everyone responded respectfully.

Then a group of people got into the car and rushed into the rain.

Yunduan. Jiang Le didn't really care about the warlords and militants. To him, a group of madmen like ants is not worthy of his attention. As long as they don't disturb them, they don't care. But if they dare to break in, they will reward you with a thunder and lightning, and tie them up after they have time. When they don't have time, they will be locked up.

All his thoughts are on a tree species that he carefully cultivated with spiritual energy.

This tree species comes from the earthly fairy world. Jiang Le prepared a lot at that time, all kinds of them were spiritual tree seeds. He was planning to bring them back to Qiyun Mountain and then plant them at the mountain gate, which also set off the not-tall fairy mountain style of Qiyun Mountain.

The tree species that Jiang Le is now warmly raising is a relatively large spiritual tree seed. It can grow into a giant tree that is as high as a thousand meters tall as a tree. It is called Huagai Tree.

Because when this spiritual tree grows up, it will look like a huge lid on the top, covering the sky and the sun, and can cover up to dozens of miles. Therefore, it is called a canopy tree.

If you want to create an African holy land by yourself, it is not advisable to have a small hill bag. There is no amazing eye-catching place. How can you be famous throughout Africa and attract the attention of all black people?

So a huge sign is indispensable, this canopy tree is just right.

In this desolate place, the appearance of such a big tree that surpasses all the trees on the earth is definitely a world-renowned attention.

However, there are many requirements for the growth of spiritual tree seeds. It is OK in the earth's fairy world, but the earth cannot do it. There is not enough spiritual energy here.

Therefore, Jiang Le needs to prepare sufficient rainwater, first make the earth wet, and then use spiritual energy to stimulate the tree species. When it comes back to plant, the tree species can take root and sprout in an instant, and then grow rapidly.

Then I supply my own spiritual energy, and I believe that I will soon become a big tree to become a holy land symbol.

While warming the tree species, Jiang Le suddenly moved his eyebrows and snorted immediately. Then a huge lightning in the dark cloud turned into a power grid covering the convoy that rushed into the rain.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

With the continuous impact, the convoy stopped and was soon taken over by a group of black people and pressed into the depths of the rain.

Click!

On the clouds, the spirit tree seeds in Jiang Le's hand suddenly broke a crack.

Jiang Le's eyes lit up and it was done.

At that moment, he looked at the earth under the dark clouds.

After so much rain, rivers have appeared on the ground. With the help of these rivers, the rainwater flows into a recess next to the hill, forming a pond of hundreds of meters in radius.

However, the depression is still too small, and the rain has been filled and it has begun to flow toward the outside.

It seems that the water is almost done, and now it is time for the tree species to show its power.

Jiang Le thoughts overwhelmed the black man in the rain.

"I want to plant a sacred tree and never move around."

The black people who heard Jiang Le's voice were all waiting in surprise.

The sacred tree? It feels very powerful when you hear it, but what is the sacred tree like? What is special about it?

The black people were curious and looked forward to the appearance of the sacred tree.

At this moment, a little inspiration drifted from the sky.

The brightness of the aspiration light is very high and it is not fast when it falls. Almost all black people clearly see the appearance of the aspiration light.

The size of a thumb is wrapped in a layer of green light, giving people a warm feeling.

Slowly, the green light fell on the hillside and then disappeared in a flash.

The black people really wanted to come forward and take a look, but the gods said that they should not move around.

You may not listen to other people's words, but the gods must listen to them.

Especially the ten black officials were restrained with serious faces and a group of selected god guards, all the blacks could only look at the little rust.

"It's out."

Suddenly a black man exclaimed, and then all the black men saw a miracle.

I saw a green plant suddenly emerged from the hill. It grew very fast, from breaking through the soil to growing the main trunk, to expanding two tender green leaves, which were almost done in the blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!