my evil sister-in-law

Chapter 467 The Cannibal Tree

"Death Scythe, brother, hurry up, hurry up." The panther also saw the chrysanthemum, his body shook violently, and he roared loudly, hoarsely.

"Brother Leopard, don't be afraid, I'll let you see what a popping chrysanthemum is." I laughed, not dodging or dodging, my right arm shook violently, the thunder and lightning arm was activated, amidst the rumbling thunder and flashing lightning, A big black hand clenched into a fist, and blasted towards the center of the chrysanthemum, directly hitting the flower center of the chrysanthemum, and the fist was inserted deeply.

With a bang, my fist touched a powerful energy body, which almost broke my arm. An extremely strong force counterattacked towards my heart, trying to crush my heart broken.

The elephant roared Leiyin, the golden dragon and the god elephant appeared at the same time, protecting the heart veins and blocking the huge mass of energy.

"Death chrysanthemum, die for me." My thunder and lightning arm is an arm formed by condensing the huge energy of the death zone magic machine, as well as thunder, light and fire. Advance, unstoppable.

Bang bang bang, my fist rushed three times in a row, and it was already deeply bad in the middle of the energy body of the death chrysanthemum.

Every inch the fist advances, I can feel it. This is a mass of abnormally pure energy, unparalleled in ferocity and domineering, as if it is cursed by the devil.

Humming buzzing, tens of thousands of sharp blades appeared in the energy group, cutting towards my fist, and cutting them in an instant, trying to completely scrape my arm inside.

"Dragon missile, let me explode...explode...explode..." I laughed wildly, a golden light flashed on my fist, a spiral air flow appeared, and a diamond-shaped small missile appeared, blasting directly into this mass of energy, There was a violent explosion, and the energy body of the death chrysanthemum was shot into the sky, and it was thrown upwards.

"Don't think about leaving like this, just stay with me, hahaha." As I laughed loudly, my arm suddenly lengthened, my fist loosened, and my big hand grabbed it horizontally. A little bit of flame appeared in my hand, burning faintly. .

Bang, the flaming fist lived on the death chrysanthemum, completely grabbing this huge energy essence into pieces.

"Dragon sucking..." A huge dragon's mouth appeared in my palm, and all the scattered energy was absorbed into the dragon's mouth, becoming a part of my arm.

Under the blessing of this group of energy, my thunder and lightning arm has grown several times in an instant, and it is unbelievably strong.

"Master, thank you for giving me the energy, it's great." Jiba's wild laughter came from my heart. I absorbed so much energy, which is also of great benefit to him, and can save him a lot of training time.

"Make my arm well for me, I won't treat you badly." I smiled, put the black panther on the ground, and said with a smile: "Brother Leopard, I have already taken care of the death chrysanthemum."

The black panther looked at me with fixed eyes, and the expression of shock showed unreservedly from his eyes. Although he couldn't see his face, he could still imagine the surprise on his face.

He looked up at the blue sky, then looked at the path behind him and the forest in front of him, and murmured, "Is this true, the God of Death's scythe, which is like a catastrophe, was actually taken care of by you. "The black robe on his body swelled up and flew like clouds.

"Of course, Brother Leopard, shall we go in?" I looked towards a small path in the forest, and the small winding path led to the distance. I had a faint feeling, as if the end of the path was a fairy tale world.

"Of course, of course, hahaha, brother, you are such a genius, you actually broke through two defensive lines in an instant, it really surprised me, hehe, brother's kung fu is so strong, I am afraid it is not under the Ice Age, Let's go, let's go in now, as long as we pass the third line of defense, we will be able to enter the headquarters, hum, those bastards, I will scare them and let each of them die badly."

The black panther stepped into the forest, and I followed him closely. After walking a few steps, I stopped, touched a big tree behind me, and asked, "Brother Leopard, what kind of books are these books? never seen it."

The black panther's expression changed, and with a strange cry, he rushed to my side, pulled me aside, and said in horror: "Brother, this kind of tree is called a man-eating tree, but you can't touch it."

"Man-eating tree." I was shocked for a moment, tilted my head and looked at the tree, from the root to the top of the tree, puzzled and said: "I have seen the man-eating tree more than once, it is different from this kind of tree. What, can they eat people?"

I have indeed seen man-eating trees many times before in my field adventures.

Most of the man-eating trees I have seen belong to the three carnivorous plant families of Nepentheceae, Droseraceae and Uridariaceae. They are mainly produced in South Asia and Australia. Venus flytrap and pitcher plant in South America.Most of these plants grow in tropical swampy areas, because the soil in these areas is often poor, so they have to hunt animals for nutrition.

Those plants, although called man-eating trees, actually don't eat people, they can only eat some small insects, so they can only be regarded as carnivorous plants.

In my countless expeditions, among the man-eating trees I have seen, only one tree impressed me deeply, and that is the man-eating ghost tree.

I found that tree by accident in the depths of the Amazon jungle. When I saw the tree, I was attracted. The trunk of the tree was very thick. From a distance, it looked like a dead tree. trees, lifeless.

Its branches and leaves were all withered, the bark was dry and cracked, and black liquid flowed out. In the cracks of the bark, many blue roots grew, like seaweed in the sea, constantly floating in the air.

From a distance, those blue roots are very beautiful. Under the sunlight, they emit a dreamlike light, and people can't help but take a closer look. I was attracted by those blue roots.

Of course, the more beautiful something is, the greater the danger, this has been proven truth.Whether it is a beautiful woman or a beautiful thing, there is great danger.

For example, this extremely beautiful man-eating ghost tree, if you dare to approach it, then you will be out of luck.

The man-eating ghost tree relies on the venom on its body to kill people, and then the blue roots absorb nutrients from the human body until the human body is completely absorbed, leaving only a pile of white bones.

That time, without knowing it, I approached the man-eating tree and touched the blue roots with my hands. I almost died. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and escaped the catastrophe.

After I returned from my expedition, I searched the relevant information, but I did not find any record of the man-eating ghost tree. I named it the man-eating ghost tree, because I think it should not belong to the human world, but from the human world. The mysterious hell is a tree planted by the devil.

In the process of reading the information, I found that the largest carnivorous plant known today is Nepenthes rajas, which can prey on small mammals. It really looks like a tree, and there is no real tree that can swallow people and beasts. Records, only a lot of horror legends.

Now, the Black Panther said that these trees are all cannibal trees, which are completely different from the cannibal trees I imagined or seen. These books are at best weird, but they don’t see how they can eat people.

"It's a man-eating tree, take a look." The panther nodded, picked up a bowl-sized stone from the ground, and threw it over. With a bang, the stone hit the tree trunk and bounced back.

All of a sudden, a human face appeared on that huge black tree trunk, with many features, the mouth was especially huge, with a mouth full of fangs and a red tongue, which shot out and rolled towards us. Come over, let out a piercing scream.

"I'll do it." The panther and I dodged backwards to avoid the attack of the tongue. With a bang, the tongue hit the ground, sand and dust flew around, and a deep groove appeared on the ground.

"This tongue looks like a rattan. It's very powerful, but it's similar to Long Piao'er's weapon." Seeing the tongue of the man-eating tree, I couldn't help but think of Long Piao'er.

This tongue is indeed similar to her ancient dragon tendon, and it is equally powerful, sweeping everything.

What is she doing at this time, I don't know if she will think that I destroyed her battle dragon bracelet, and if she finds out, she will be angry.

I shook my head vigorously and gave a wry smile. I have nothing to think about what that little witch will do. Isn’t it that I can’t make fun of myself? Water does not interfere with river water, old age and death do not communicate with each other.

"Hey..." The tongue retracted, and the big mouth of the man-eating tree let out an angry roar, just like a real person.

This sound lasted for a few seconds, and with a swipe, the face disappeared.

"It's so dangerous." I was secretly terrified. Luckily, I only heard this kind of sound a few times. If I listen to it for a long time, I must go crazy. It is definitely the worst sound in the world.

Speaking of the ugliest and most spooky music in the world, there is none more than the three songs of Repentance, No. 13 Eyes and Black Sunday. These three songs are called the world's three magic songs.

Among the three magic songs, Black Sunday is the most famous, and almost everyone in the world has heard of this song.

However, it is only heard of it, and not many people have really heard of Black Sunday.

Because there is a legend that anyone who has heard of Black Sunday will commit suicide, which discourages many people.

It is said that no one who listened to it could laugh.Many people suffer from schizophrenia, depression and so on.

Out of curiosity, I once asked Xiao Yan to listen to it.

After listening, our Xiao Yan's face was pale, and we didn't say a word for a long time.

For a week after that, we were all depressed, didn't want to talk, and felt that there was nothing interesting for us to do.

Although it has been a long time, but thinking about it now, I still have lingering fears.

It is a kind of trembling of the soul, a strange trauma, an indescribable darkness, a mourning resonance, a strange magic, an accumulation of depression, a kind of The drifting of the soul is an abyss enough to make people feel hopeless.

In addition, there is also a legend that the Black Sunday we can hear now is already a gentle version, and the real music has long since disappeared.It is said that its original name was "Magic Music", which was not created by one person, but by a group of music masters.As for why the original intention of creating this magic song, no one knows.

Just judging from the lethality of the gentle version, almost no one dares to listen to the real original version, it is too violent and domineering.

Many scientists have studied why this song is so lethal. The conclusion is that this song uses infrasound waves to stimulate the cerebral cortex nerves, and the human brain can resonate with infrasound waves with a frequency of 20hz. It's not something you can restrain by willpower at all.

The man-eating tree's laughter that I hear now brings me a shock that is by no means inferior to Dark Sunday, and can even be compared with its original magic song.