Witten burst out laughing, and Ding Fan let out a long sigh of relief. He transformed into a human form at will, and after a few quick steps, he finally jumped to the shore!
The rest of the people also jumped ashore one after another. Looking back, they couldn't laugh or cry.
The portrait that Ding Fan transformed into this time was that of Fu Dongyang.
All along the way, the illusions on the bridge could be that of Fu Dongyang and his ilk, but the alliance leader only remembered it last, causing everyone to "die" again and again.
Soon, everyone's hearts became excited again. Looking around, the bridge deck was all red and densely packed with phosphorus fire ants!
"Cut it." Witten muttered.
Not difficult!
But then, there is no way back.
All he could do was look at the present moment. Ding Fan took out the Qingmang Sword, injected spiritual energy into it, and the sword glowed brightly. With one move and one fall, the rotten wooden bridge broke silently.
Phosphate fire ants fell one after another in huge numbers, white mist rose from the water, and a rising mountain of water gathered in the middle of the river!
The earth and rocks on both sides of the bank are also collapsing, and the mountains of water are getting higher and higher, threatening to submerge everything.
run!
Ding Fan took the lead and ran forward. He ran out for a quarter of an hour before a wall of water chased him behind him.
Non-stop!
After running for another quarter of an hour, the height of the water wall finally dropped. Looking back at the way we came, we could see that it was already a vast expanse of water.
"The spiritual world has always been like this, and the world will change in an instant." Ling Zifeng sighed slightly.
"But our goal is to reach the end of the world." Ding Fan said.
Ling Zifeng smiled and patted Ding Fan on the shoulder, "You can remain optimistic under such circumstances. I think there is no difficulty that can stop you."
"Because of you."
move on!
By noon, the light was much better, but the mask was always foggy, making it difficult to see anything.
Priest Yuansheng rubbed his eyes and pointed forward, laughing and laughing at himself, "Everything looks like spiritual veins."
"It's really similar."
Taoist priest Dong Lin stretched his neck to take a look and nodded.
Ding Fan laughed. The light no longer hindered his vision, not to mention Witten's sensitivity.
"That's a small spiritual vein. Let's go there and have a rest."
Everyone looked happy, and the Zhang family brothers even thought about collecting more spiritual stones for later use.
Unexpectedly, before my butt could sit firmly, the spiritual energy disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, not a trace was left!
Without the restrictions of the strong, Witten would have been itchy and had already absorbed all of it.
Before anyone could react, a tree floated down above their heads!
Yes, it floated down.
The roots are complete, and the trunk is as thick as three people's arms. The branches are full of bright, palm-sized flowers. The fragrance is not strong, but it is only absent, but it makes people more focused and relaxes their tired body and mind for a moment.
As soon as the tree roots touched the ground, they bounced up gently.
Zhang Yongyong crossed his fingers with his palms upward. Zhang Yong stepped on it with his bare feet and leaped into the air, holding the branch.
Gently pulling the big tree down to the ground.
"Leader Ding, this is a flying flower tree. It blooms every other year, and the flowering period lasts for half a year. Although it does not bear fruit, the nectar is edible, improves cultivation, and nourishes the skin." Zhang Yongguang explained.
Ding Fan felt very strange and tried to lean on the tree trunk, but it felt really solid, no different from a big tree rooted in the ground.
The spiritual veins were exhausted, so everyone rested under the tree.
Leng Ling'er was not idle, and flew up and down to collect a lot of honey, saying that she would go back and bring it to the disciples of Huanyue Sect to try it.
Smelling the fragrance of flowers, everyone closed their eyes and slept for a while, until the flying flower tree started to move.
Zhang Yongyong tried to fix it, but failed. The Flying Flower Tree rose into the sky and slowly flew forward, sometimes dissipating and sometimes converging. It was very magical.
Ding Fan stood up and led everyone to continue walking forward. After a while, there was a fork in the road.
One road was particularly desolate, with a few thin grasses in the gaps between the gravel roads.
The other road is empty, and at first glance, you can't see what is in front of you, making it look even more mysterious and scary.
Which path should we choose?
Some people choose the left side because where grass grows, there is life.
If someone chooses the right side, it is also an unknown future. This road is more accessible.
After arguing, Zhang Yongyong gave a seemingly reasonable suggestion, "Leader Ding, I suggest you go to the right, because the Flying Flower Tree is right in front of this road."
Taoist Priest Yuansheng interjected: "What if it drifts to the left again?"
"Then let's just change the route." Zhang Yongyong added: "Also, this road is closer to our destination."
All I can say is, a little closer.
But as time went by, it became inevitable to race against time. Ding Fan finally adopted Zhang Yongyong's suggestion and walked to the right!
For a moment, Zhang Yongyong seemed to have performed a miraculous feat. His arrogant chin was almost parallel to the top of his head, and his hands were swinging around him. Even his brothers were so far away that they felt disgusted.
After one day and one night, the Feihua Tree suddenly disappeared!
Ahead was a small hill, only about 500 meters high. The hill was not too steep, but there was no grass growing on it. Ding Fan discovered that no birds had passed above his head for half a day.
"Brother Fan, there are a lot of dirty things ahead." Witten warned, even making a disgusting look like he was spitting.
Suddenly, the hills began to collapse!
What follows is a pungent fishy smell!
Ding Fan's heart sank. He took a closer look and was shocked to find that it was not a hill at all, but a large mound with venomous snakes collapsing from it!
"Yes, it's a black krait! A level three monster!" Zhang Yongyong was tongue-tied and extremely nervous.
"You have led the way!" Lan Yaoshi frowned.
"I didn't know there was such a thing." Zhang Yongyong's legs became weak.
Snakes, a symbol of evil, are also in the spiritual world.
Level 3 black kraited snakes have very sensitive senses. When they sense someone approaching, they all come down from the mound where they are entrenched, making horrifying hissing sounds, and at the same time a large amount of gray poisonous mist is sprayed out.
Soon, the poisonous mist turned black and began to spread toward Ding Fan.
"Leader Ding, how about we go back and choose another path?" Zhang Yongyong tilted his head and did not dare to look. He has been afraid of snakes since he was a child!
No!
Ding Fan didn't agree. There are dangers on every road, no matter what you choose!
Five Thunder Cloud Swords suddenly appeared in the air, and each of the three Taoist priests and the Zhang family brothers held one in their hands. Ding Fan said in a deep voice: "Cut the snake when you see it. You must escape from here!"
yes!
Black Dragon Jade Pendant activated!
All the poisonous fog is blown away!
The five people surrounded Ding Fan and Ling Zifeng, quickened their pace, and rushed forward!
Whoosh!
Three black-ringed snakes seemed to have wings and rushed towards them. Zhang Yongyong rolled his eyes and almost fainted. His arms were supported by someone, and then a majestic breath was introduced into his body. He suddenly became more courageous and let out a loud roar!
Whoosh!
The Thunder Cloud Sword struck one of the snakes, leaving a deep scar on it, and it fell to the ground and twisted.
"Haha, I chopped it!" Zhang Yongyong opened his eyes and laughed, and then he noticed that the person who helped him just now was Ling Zifeng!