Faced with the obstruction of this vast patch of mutated Withered Sunflowers, Lin Luo could not be bothered to waste words and immediately unleashed his surging Ghost Power.
The outrageously powerful fluctuations instantly made the sunflowers blocking his path pale.
The strength Lin Luo displayed was completely different from that of the players they had encountered before. He was far stronger.
Even ordinary Ghost General Tier beings had not reached this level.
"Bug, we're sunflowers painstakingly cultivated by Miss Long Kui! If you dare destroy us, you'll face an absolutely inhuman punishment!"
One of the large sunflowers shouted sinisterly.
Hearing this bluster, Lin Luo showed no intention of backing off. He took out the Hell Torch and swung it straight at the large sunflower that had cursed him most fiercely.
This large sunflower was the strongest, but at most, it had only touched the threshold of the Ghost General Tier. It could not withstand a blow from the Hell Torch at all.
It took just one strike.
The large Withered Sunflower was beaten until it vomited mouthfuls of blood, and the hideous ghost face on its petals grew indistinct.
"Pretty tough, aren't you? Let's see how many more hits you can take."
Lin Luo grinned, but in the eyes of this vast patch of Withered Sunflowers, his smile was more terrifying than a demon's.
This player was far too brutal.
At the slightest disagreement, he went for the kill.
"Brother, we were in the wrong just now. We'll clear the way. Let's leave each other alone."
Although it hated Lin Luo to the core, the large sunflower he had severely injured did not dare keep fighting him.
Otherwise, it would probably end up being bludgeoned to death.
But even though the large Withered Sunflower had yielded, Lin Luo showed no