Weird World of Immortality

A dense circle of tree cocoons rushed towards Zhou Fan and the others, like a shock wave that could smash the rocks on the shore.

Zhou Fan took a deep breath, he temporarily drove away the sense of despair in his heart, and while flying a beast cocoon with a straight knife, he thought wildly in his heart, he can't die here!

He did not use Yan Yang Qi, because no matter how much Yan Yang Qi was, it would be consumed in an instant.

Zhou Fan gritted his teeth, he still has a way, but this way I am afraid he can only take care of himself, that is the Fujimu armor, as long as the black and green lines of the Fujimu armor are covered all over the body, these tree cocoons may not be able to break their own. Defense, or only by doing so can he break through, and maybe survive.

As for the others, he doesn't care!

The innumerable tree cocoons kept attacking, and the expedition team reached its limit without support for a long time.

It was just at this moment that the tree cocoons suddenly stopped moving. They didn't even look at the exploration team, and ran frantically towards Dongqiu Mountain.

Zhou Fan and the others stared at the long, dusty tail of smoke that had gone away.

The tree cocoon actually retreated when he was about to kill them all!

But soon no one cared about this anymore, and they all sat down cross-legged. Except for Zhou Fan, the other six were exhausted, but Zhou Fan didn't behave too prominently, and he pretended to be gasping for breath.

The weapons in the hands of everyone also became tattered in the frantic fight. Zhou Fan's straight sword had several gaps, and the battle just now was too fierce.

Of the seven, only the wretched middle-aged man from Mangniu Village had blood on his left shoulder, and the rest had only a few small wounds like blood.

Zhou Fan secretly resisted several times by relying on the Fujimu armor, and he did not have any injuries.

But they were all extremely embarrassed. Judging from the situation just now, if the tree cocoon hadn't retreated, they might not be able to last for ten breaths, but the tree cocoon actually retreated.

"What's going on? Why did they suddenly retreat?" Yan Longjin's face showed a look of doubt, his hands trembled slightly, which was caused by excessive force.

"I'm not sure, maybe there's something wrong with the cocoon tree." Master Di Fu answered with a gentle breath. His forehead was covered in sweat, and his originally rich face became a little pale.

After all, the three talisman masters are not too young. Even if their strength has reached a high level of explosiveness, they are the ones who feel the most tired.

Di Fushi's statement has been recognized by everyone, and only if there is a problem with the cocoon tree, those tree cocoons will leave their enemies and immediately retreat.

But what could go wrong with a cocoon tree?

There was no answer for a while.

However, Zhou Fan suddenly remembered the weird skin from last night. He thought it might have something to do with the weird skin, but it was just a vague speculation, and he didn't say it.

There was only the last ray of slanting light left, and the sky was already a little dim. Everyone who had recovered a little from the rest discussed it and felt that the possibility of the tree cocoon going away and returning was extremely low.

Even if they went back and forth, they couldn't trudge forward in the dark night, and could only risk staying in the footpath for the night.

However, in order to avoid this situation, they still walked as far as possible along the ruler path.

While walking this distance, Zhou Fan saw the old man who had turned back, and a smile appeared on his face. This old dog ran smoothly at a critical moment, and now he will find it again, he is more shrewd than a human being.

Before the sky was completely dark, everyone went to pick up dry wood.

In the process of picking firewood, at the last stroke of Xiehui's fall, Zhou Fan actually saw the delusional elephant again.

But this time the scene was not as terrifying as the last time I saw it, it was a vague and tall building.

Zhou Fan took a few glances, and the wrinkle in the distance called him deeply, and Zhou Fan didn't look any further.

The vaguely tall building soon disappeared.

People in this world seem to have long been accustomed to deceiving elephants in the wild, and they are not as interested as Zhou Fan.

The bonfire rose in the darkness, and the Nether Flame Talisman was thrown in, and the bright yellow flame was mixed with a faint blue color.

After doing this, the seven talents sat down with a tired look.

In the desperate run just now, some people threw the packages on their backs, but some were still there, so they unwrapped the packages, separated the dry food inside, and ate them silently.

No one spoke while eating the rations. After eating the rations and looking at the bonfire, Master Di Fu said in a low voice, "My message is used, do you two still have a message?"

The news talismans of Song Mao's two talismans were still there, and they nodded.

They knew what Master Di Fu meant. Just in case, they needed to pass on the information about the hiding place of the cocoon tree first, so that even if they died unfortunately, the latecomers would not have to spend time searching for the cocoon tree. position.

Master Mao Fu sent the message back with a message symbol.

Today's situation is extremely dangerous. As long as there is a slight error, almost no one can survive on the scene, and even Zhou Fan is not sure that he will really survive.

The loss of Yinfu Village was the heaviest. First, Chen Shanzhi died for no reason. Today, he was on the run. The young warrior couldn't run fast and died.

Di Fu Shi's mood is very heavy.

The wretched middle-aged man in Mangniu Village had a bandage on his shoulders, and he said with a bitter face, "I never paid attention to the black travel monster before, but today I realize that the black travel can be so scary."

Anything can be terrifying when it's in quantity.

Not to mention him, even the three talisman masters, who have lived for most of their lives, have never encountered such a dangerous and strange siege.

It's a very lucky thing to survive.

It's just that Zhou Fan looked at the swaying flame. He felt that some things seemed to be lucky, but there was often some inevitable possibility in the luck. Can the retreat of the group of cocoons really be explained by luck?

Everyone was tired~www.readwn.com~ arranged to take turns on duty, and the rest fell down to sleep.

Zhou Fan finished his duty, wrinkled deeply, and started to sleep. He could hardly use up all his strength, but today's experience also made him mentally exhausted.

The sleeping Zhou Fan appeared on the boat again.

As usual, the fog was still absent tonight, Zhou Fan sat cross-legged on the deck, and after he carefully recalled what the expedition team started in the wild, he slowly stood up and practiced the sword.

Today, I killed several tree cocoons, but unfortunately those things cannot be transformed into gray worms, and killing them is also a waste.

Zhou Fan just practiced the sword silently, his strength was still too weak, and he almost died today. If he could be in a state like Yan's Return, even if he couldn't kill the group of tree cocoons, he would be able to escape safely.

Zhou Fan didn't think about it any further, but continued to practice swordsmanship until he heard someone call him, and he escaped from the Grey River space.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the stern face of a horse with a deep wrinkle.