Immortal Girl's Counter Attacking

After walking for half an hour, the strange man still didn't stop. Yuan Muchuan was very calm and followed the strange man in silence. He didn't see any poisonous insects today.

It's overcast and windy. It's a good day outside, but there are dense clouds in the miasma forest. It's like the whole miasma forest is a small space separated from the outside world.

Realizing this, yuan Muchuan suddenly understood what strange people meant when they said he couldn't get out.

This poisonous miasma forest, which makes everyone in the little secret place worry about themselves, is a prison set by some great power. Its purpose is to imprison strange people. People outside can come in, but weird people can't get out.

If he didn't come this time, maybe it's strange that he could only stay in the miasma forest full of poisons and invisible to the sun all his life.

Yuan Muchuan can't guess that strange people are so powerful. Even if they are trapped here, there is always a way to get rid of the scab?

Rao is that he has seen many strange things. He has been looking at strange people's blood scabs, but he still feels that it's a hindrance.

No matter how many thoughts flashed through yuan Muchuan's mind, strange people walked calmly in front of him and touched the head of the sixth level centipede from time to time. It seemed that he was very close to the sixth level centipede.

It's reasonable to say that level 6 monsters can't decide their own shape and size, but the level 6 centipede can change its size. It's not that there's a problem with miasma forest, it's that strange people have means.

This alone shows that strange people are not simple.

After another half an hour, the strange man finally stopped in front of an open space.

Different from the lush trees in other parts of the miasma forest, there is no grass in this open space, which is filled with a sense of desolation.

In the middle of the open space, there is a huge basaltic stone statue.

The basaltic stone statue seems to be some years old. The surface of the rock above has fallen off several layers, white and brown, telling the vicissitudes it has experienced.

On the head of the Xuanwu stone statue, a big "Feng" is very eye-catching. Almost in an instant, yuan Muchuan was attracted by the word "Feng".

When the strange man saw the basaltic stone statue, he suddenly became irritable and his momentum soared.

The centipede of level 6 suddenly came down from the wrist of the strange man and disappeared in the forest. It can be seen that he was extremely afraid of this place.

"You go and drop your blood on that word."

Looking at the basaltic stone statue with a gloomy face, the strange man's tone was cold and his killing intention was awe inspiring.

It's strange that when yuan Muchuan saw the basalt statue, he felt a little familiar behind him, except for a little discomfort at the beginning.

I can't tell where this feeling comes from. Yuan Mu Chuan's eyes are deep and thoughtful.

Because of the familiarity, yuan Muchuan walked straight towards the basalt stone statue. The closer he was, the stronger the feeling of familiarity was.

Yuan Muchuan didn't find it. When he saw yuan Muchuan approaching the Xuanwu stone statue, there was a touch of complexity in his eyes and a sense of cold killing. As for the reason, I'm afraid only strange people know.

Staring at the word "Feng", yuan Muchuan could feel a strong force inside.

Cut the finger, a drop of blood flew to Xuanwu's head. As soon as he touched the word "Feng", the red light suddenly became big. The small hole on yuan Muchuan's fingertip suddenly became big. More blood flowed from yuan Muchuan's body and flew straight to the big word "Feng"!

Yuan Murakawa frowned lightly. The next moment he found that his blood was out of his control.

The killing intention of strange people is restrained, and replaced by the excitement that can't be covered up.

He has been trapped in this miasma forest for more than ten years, and now he finally has a chance to go out! He missed everything outside, his wife and his daughter, whom he had just met

Just a moment

After a while, he can go out and meet all the people he wants to see!

Little by little, in this short time, yuan Muchuan has lost less than half of his blood. With the loss of blood, and his spiritual power.

Moreover, these spiritual powers are not simply used and absorbed, but completely disappeared, and his realm of strength is also falling down a little bit.

Now, he's in the early days of the golden elixir.

The complexion is more and more ugly. Yuan Muchuan didn't expect that it would have such a great influence on his strength. However, yuan Muchuan didn't take it back. It was just a matter of time before he could return.

Young, is so willful!

With all this going on, the excitement on the strange face is more and more obvious. Trapped in this ghost place for more than ten years, he has long been enough!

soon!

Soon!

At the same time, somewhere in the spirit world, a young disciple rushed to a solemn hall, looking a little flustered.

"Master! Something's wrong, no good! "

Running and shouting, the young disciple was in a panic.

If he could, he would not come here to report it, but this matter is of great importance. If he didn't, he might die even worse!

After some consideration, he still felt that he would report it first.

The quiet and solemn hall was filled with this man's cry, which was slightly harsh. A man in a black robe came out of the hall, and it was chilling just to stand there.

"What's the matter?"

Not irritated, the man's expression is very flat, calm tone, and its face is not at all immature.

"Bang" knelt down in front of the man, and the young disciple was terrified: "it's... It's..."

With such a fierce posture, he could not say a word at the critical moment.

See this, the man slightly frown, not angry from Wei.

He couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. The young disciple didn't dare to delay any longer. He immediately said, "yes... There's something wrong with the Drum Tower!"

Gritting his teeth to say this, the young disciple suddenly looked like a vegetable, waiting for the man's punishment.

Hearing this, the man's face suddenly changed. He didn't have time to take care of his young disciples and strode in one direction. The young disciples did not dare to stay here alone, so they had to be brave to follow.

But the man's speed was too fast. When the young disciples arrived, the man was already standing at the gate of the drum tower with an iron face, like rain and wind.

"Home... Home owner..."

Suddenly he stopped, and the young disciple did not dare to move forward.

It seemed that he was called back by this sound. The man's eyes were very gloomy. He saw a quick flash of Lingli pitching and fell straight on the young disciple.

Before he had time to finish his last sentence, he fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Ignoring the body in front of him, the man looked at the drum tower with gloomy eyes and two words came out of his mouth.

"Richter!"