Lost Xiaonanzhou Group

Chapter 121 Great Heat
Han Yuan followed the spirit mouse in the Forbidden Color Valley for about half an hour.

Since the leading spirit mouse is extremely cautious, it is not an exaggeration to describe its every move as trembling.Therefore, they are not moving fast.

Soon, the three stars in the sky, like the sun and the moon, finally sank into the back of the low black hill.

The blackness that is illuminated on the surface of the low hills is actually the color of the innumerable "grains" observed by Han Yuan before.

I did another Jolish, and I don't know when it started, it became more and more hot and unbearable.

Since becoming a martial artist, Han Yuan, who has cultivated his body to the point where the cold and heat of the human world are not invaded, has beads of sweat on his forehead, and those spirit-seeking rats whose cultivation is worse than him, are even more wet. Really embarrassed.

"Snapped!"

A bean-sized bead of sweat rolled down from Han Yuan's forehead, and dripped on the surface of the Forbidden Valley, which was as hard as some kind of animal's bone, making a very strange crisp sound.Immediately afterwards, echoes spread like ripples.

A wave of scorching heat reverberated, steaming from the valley to the surroundings.The black hills, which were originally dead and silent, seemed to blow a strange whirlwind.

In an instant, those black "millet grains" seemed to come alive, sweeping from the heights of the hills to the valley.

With sharp eyes, Han Yuan immediately caught a glimpse of cracks on the surface of those rolling "millet grains".

Originally, the cracking sound on the surface of any millet grain was too subtle to be heard by Han Yuan, but once the hundreds of millions of cracking sounds converged, Han Yuan's complexion suddenly changed.

"Big... heat!"

This merged sound is generated in a manner similar to human language, and it is also presented as a mechanical bracket, and all mature millet points are broken.

Each of them has two mechanical arms that look like human arms from the break of the rice grain-sized millet tip.The top of the grip is slightly shining brightly, and in the palm of the hand, which is like a machine but also like a human bone, is holding an unnamed metal blade-shaped sharp weapon.

The leading spirit mouse "Zhi Zhi Zhi" made three extremely fast short sounds in succession. Even if Han Yuan couldn't understand its language, he knew that it was time to run for his life.

At the critical moment, Han Yuan also calmed down.When the leading spirit-seeking mouse stood up, it took a breath to look forward, and quickly found a position in the bright lights flying all over the sky.

Immediately, many spirit-seeking mice and Han Yuan followed it and rushed towards that direction.

It was only at this moment that Han Yuanfang was completely convinced by the pathfinding ability of the leading spirit mouse.

Just now, he had amplified his soul power 41 to the limit, and he couldn't find a way out of those strange creatures in a crystal clear state.

Obviously, the biological level of this spirit mouse is frighteningly high.

"Is it also a sixth-level creature?"

While running, Han Yuan secretly speculated.

The spirit-seeking mouse seemed to sense Han Yuan's conjecture, and he turned around in extreme dissatisfaction, screaming "呮呮" at Han Yuan twice.

The spirit-seeking mice in front of Han Yuan gave up their positions one after another, and they all screamed "呮呮" at Han Yuan.

Han Yuan blushed, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just following your buttocks, taking advantage of your advantages and running around! Really, you can't suffer at all."

When he said that, Han Yuan surpassed many spirit-seeking mice with a few strides, and under the urging of the leader of the spirit-seeking mice, he took the lead.

He led the way alternately with the lead spirit mouse, and after only cooperating twice, he immediately understood:

This strange valley secret place was actually triggered by him to trigger a certain "ritual", which caused the strange creatures on the surface of the hill to express their "murderous intentions".

With Han Yuan's current cultivation, he couldn't resist this murderous battle, and with Han Yuan's eyesight, he observed:
The extremely fine crystal-like "blades" revealed by those billions of strange creatures, the sharpness of which is estimated to be the physical level of the middle-level martial artist, will be broken down into dust in an instant, not to mention that his physical body at this time is only up to Only the eighth rank of warrior.

Fortunately, there was a spirit mouse at this time, and there was even a spirit mouse at least level six leading the way.And Han Yuan triggered the murderous battle, and the spirit-seeking mouse took the opportunity to find a way out.

This kind of cooperation was extremely effective. Later, Han Yuan even suspected that his unexpected encounter with the spirit mouse was intentional by this frighteningly high-level spirit mouse, because without him, the spirit mouse would not be able to pass the forbidden color valley.

This is a very strange ritual.Han Yuan even suspected that this was an ancient trial to test the soul power and physical cultivation of martial artists above the seventh rank.But what Han Yuan didn't know was that since the old system of rituals did not exist, even if Chen Wuwei's level of martial arts level accidentally fell into it, he might have to run away. Look at your fortune.

Like the setting sun, when the last bit of light was swallowed up, Han Yuan saw only the sparkling fireflies flying all over the sky.

There is a strange fragrance in the air inadvertently.

It's like the banquet at the end of the Catacomb Warrior Trial.Han Yuan only smelled it once, and he was drunk, so he quickly held his breath.

And behind him, several spirit mice couldn't bear the temptation. They breathed heavily, and soon staggered, and some staggered. Obviously, they were about to pass out of drunk.

At this time, the lead spirit mouse was covered in snow white, and every hair on it shimmered.Its eyes were red, and it was obviously struggling to resist the strange "scent of wine" that suddenly emanated.

Seeing this, Han Yuan didn't even think about it, and immediately drew a circle with the original empty transformation, and immediately those invisible and intangible "scent of wine" that troubled the leader of the spirit mouse were circled into the circle created by the strength of the gun. "Circle".

The lead spirit-hunting mouse seemed to have a jolt, and the redness in its eyes immediately faded away.It chirped, chirped, screamed six times, and then found the direction of life, and immediately accelerated forward.

Han Yuan and the waking spirit mouse hurriedly followed.

If this is the case, at least nearly ten percent, that is, a dozen or so low-level spirit-seeking mice, were fixed in shape by the strange fragrance, and were caught by the crystals flying all over the sky, and instantly disintegrated into dust.

The crystals flying all over the sky became more and more violent, like a storm.

The lead spirit mouse began to flee in this storm.Its hair was fluffy, and it actually propped up a passageway, providing shelter for the later spirit mice and even Han Yuan.

When Han Yuan saw this innate supernatural power similar to some kind of spatial ability, he was secretly astonished and secretly called luck.

Driven by some unknown air mechanism, the crystals flying all over the sky trigger colorful streamers.One after another, the spirit mice couldn't bear it, and were fixed in place, and then were broken down into particles of dust.

Even Han Yuan was caught by the flying crystals over and over again. If his Spring Equinox Corpse God Halberd was not so fierce, it might just be the nemesis of those unknown creatures. Thanks to his high level of sobriety from the beginning to the end, Only by following closely behind the leading spirit hunting mouse, keeping a distance of no more than one step from him, was he able to escape unharmed.

The ground was decomposed after the crystals fell from the sky, as if it had been plowed by a plow, leaving traces of marks.

At this time, after the sound of plowing the land, that is, the sound of billions of unnamed creatures decomposing the bones of different animals, there is a faint human song that seems to be pieced together by the sound of the machine:
"The millet is lili, the ear of the millet. The pace is sloppy, the heart is drunk. Those who know me say that my heart is worried, and those who don't know me say what I want. The heavens! Who is this?"

Intermittent machine brackets, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Although Han Yuan didn't quite understand it, he felt sad. When Han Yuan was infected by the sound of the machine, he almost couldn't help his sadness, staggered like drunk, and the spirit-seeking mice behind him were frozen in pieces.

"Ugh—"

The leading spirit mouse let out a roar, and it leaped forward vigorously, stretching out its claws to break through the barrier.

"Calle!"

With a crisp sound, Han Yuan followed closely and fell into a space.

(End of this chapter)