"This place has reached the restricted area for ordinary people. Without the characteristics of Senior Palosha, it is impossible to enter the depths of the mountains alone." The leader in white explained in a low voice, "All the areas in front are filled with a poisonous gas of unknown composition.
People without the secret medicine will die of ulcers all over their bodies." He glanced at Gallon, "Of course, Mr. Gallon's physical condition is not certain."
Garen and the others didn't take it seriously. Garen himself had acquiesced. As a general of the Nantian Holy Fist Sect, he was also one of them. This time he came here with the intention of communicating with fellow sect martial arts.
But at their level, no matter who loses or wins, the impact will be huge. Therefore, the leader of the Nantian Holy Fist Sect picked up Garen and others in advance and headed to the depths of Yunque Mountain, in order to avoid and reduce this situation as much as possible.
kind of influence.
Entering the mountains quietly in advance may not necessarily be able to hide it from everyone, but at least most people will not know about it, and then isolating the poisonous gas area will once again achieve the purpose of hiding more people.
The battle between Garen and the White Bird Holy Fist has long been classified as the top secret within the sect. Except for the sect leaders and elders who led the team, no one else is allowed to watch the battle.
Garen only brought Leo and Cynthia Jack with him. Cynthia Jack was carefree and had no understanding of martial arts at the fighter level, so it had no impact. Leo was Garen.
He was specially brought here in order to cultivate a truly capable subordinate for himself.
After briefly explaining some precautions, the man in white continued to take the lead towards the depths of Yunque Mountain. They set out at three o'clock last night and have only just entered the depths of Yunque Mountain. There is still a long way to go to Yunque Mountain Waterfall.
a distance.
As we continued on our way, some light green smoke-like mist gradually appeared in the air. Most of it was diffused on the surface of the lake, and some was scattered among the trees, like strands of translucent threads floating in the air.
The Gallons placed the small bottles tightly under their noses, and the light green grassy fragrance blocked out all external air.
Even so, Cynthia and Jack felt itchy skin all over their bodies, and both of them were frightened and a little nervous.
Garen frowned, and suddenly reached forward with his right hand and pinched a thin green thread with precision.
The green line shot out from the forest on the left and went straight to the neck of a woman in white in front.
Hiss.
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The thin thread twisted and twisted in Garen's hand, making a snake-like sound.
Only then did the people in white, Cynthia and others notice this mysterious and unusual creature.
It is just like a green wire, with no head and tail. It is just a green wire that is constantly twisting and twisting, and I don't know where the sound comes from.
If it didn't move, no one would think it was a living thing.
"Green thread worm!!" The face of the man in white who took the lead changed, "Kailin, did you bring some iron products in here!!" He immediately looked at the woman in white who was attacked with a stern look.
"I just wore a blue iron ring. It was a birthday gift from my son." Kailin, the woman in white, said hesitantly.
"Blue iron ring? I think you really don't want to live anymore!" the leader in white said angrily, "take it out and throw it away! Do you know that if it hadn't been for Mr. Galen just now, you would have been dead! Green nematodes like iron products best.
, you don’t have enough strength and you still carry an iron ring. You are really impatient with life, aren’t you?”
"I'm sorry." Kailin immediately took out the blue iron ring from her hand in a hurry and threw it towards the woods from a distance.
Soon, a large number of blue lines in the woods rushed toward the ring ferociously, quickly wrapping it into a green ball of thread the size of a fist, and it was still squirming and twisting.
Everyone was a little creepy.
Garen frowned and looked at the green silk thread wrapped around his finger, which looked like a slender green wire and felt very hard.
With his other hand, he grabbed the green threadworm and pulled it gently. It was not as strong as usual.
Moreover, the threads on both sides of the green nematode are still pricking into the skin, seeming to want to drill into the blood vessels of Gallon's hands. The drilling points it chooses are the locations of Gallon's cyan blood vessels.
Ding ding!
The sound of tiny needle points hitting the metal surface kept ringing out, making the people around them feel horrified.
In particular, the few people in white were not looking at green threadworms, but looking at galleons.
They are all very aware of the power and terror of the green thread worm. This monster insect has a very high body strength, strong power, and a sharp tip. Such a puncture can even pierce a steel plate as thick as a fingernail.
But facing Garen's skin, it just made such a weird impact sound.
Watching the green worms attacking Galleon in vain again and again, several people in white felt their teeth were a little sore.
"This kind of insect" Garen frowned, "Leo, Cynthia, Jack. You must be careful not to be attacked by them. Have you removed all the iron products from your body?"
"Yes."
"Not a single one was left."
Leo also nodded affirmatively.
"I'll kill them as they come at me." He wore thick, matte black gloves on his hands.
"Be careful. This kind of insect is a bit troublesome." Garen's frown deepened.
He grabbed both ends of the green worm with both hands and pulled gently.
Boom!!
With a slight cracking sound, the green worm was immediately pulled into two pieces. But strangely, the two pieces of green worm were still twisting and squirming, seemingly unaffected.
It also divided into two individuals, attacking the blood vessels of Garen's hands respectively.
"What a tenacious vitality." Garen put his palms together, like a millstone spinning, and with a few hisses, the green nematodes were ground into green powder, which fell out from the palms of his hands.
"Mr. Gallon, there are still some small troubles ahead. Please be careful with your friends." The leading man in white reminded cautiously.
The woman in white named Kailin was ordered to go back and leave.
The remaining people continued on their way.
Soon, Garen and his party saw some more troublesome creatures one after another.
A black spider the size of a washbasin. A white carp with a mouth full of fangs staring greedily at everyone by the lake. A black ant the size of an egg in the bushes.
All kinds of exaggerated and terrifying insect creatures continue to appear in front of everyone.
Cynthia and Jack were so frightened that they were tense and alert at all times.
Even boxing champion Leo's scalp was numb, and he let out a faint aura, trying to deter some creatures from approaching. Once these poisonous insects get close to him, even if he is a fighter, he will probably be in big trouble.
Only Garen, although he was amazed in his heart, his face remained unchanged and he continued to follow the man in white calmly.
The clothes issued by the men in white are specially made and can prevent attacks by many poisonous insects. However, Garen did not completely cover his body with such clothes, so from time to time there would be some strange flying insects biting him.
But as soon as they touched his skin, they were paralyzed and bounced away naturally. When they fell to the ground, they were already dead.
At the Galen level, the terrifying counter-shock force of physical hard qigong alone can directly eliminate these poisonous insects.
To him, as long as the defense is not broken, there is no threat.
Now, his energy, energy and spirit are integrated, running and nourishing his body all the time, and even his fragile internal organs are constantly strengthening.
The group of people walked from morning to noon, and after eating some dried meat bread they brought with them, they continued on their way. It was not until the afternoon that the rumble of the water gradually increased in front of them.
The further we walked, the rumbling became louder and louder.
After turning a few corners, everyone soon came to the side of the lake's break.
The lake water on the right tumbled down from the height of the cliff, forming a large white waterfall with a diameter of more than 30 meters, crashing into the light green pool at the bottom.
A few people walked down the forest path on the left side of the waterfall and soon came to a large white rock beside the pool.
The waterfall is like a piece of white cloth tens of meters high, hanging on the black cliff. Below, in front of the oval light green pool, a short old man in white is sitting on the rock with a fishing rod and fishing.
The old man sat there motionless, only the fishing rod moved slightly from time to time due to the strong current.
Garen followed the man in white and stood behind the old man. His eyesight was amazing, and he could vaguely see large dark green insects swimming in the pool.
This bug is like an enlarged version of a loquat bug, with eight short legs and a hard shell on its back. Its body is round and each one is the size of a washbasin.
When the old man heard the sound behind him, he gently put down the fishing rod, pressed it down with a big stone, and then stood up and turned around.
"It's been a long time since you came to my place. Little Bundy, you've grown so big in a blink of an eye." He looked at the man in white who was leading the way.
"It's all under Grandpa's care." The man in white who took the lead lowered his head and answered as if he were a junior.
"Did you bring outsiders here?" The old man's eyes suddenly fell on the four Gallons, and his gaze suddenly focused on Gallon and Leo. "They are also members of our sect?"
Garen frowned. This old man had probably lived in seclusion in the mountains for too long. He didn't care about the outside world, knew nothing, and was completely isolated from the world. He didn't even know the reason for their arrival.
"Senior White Bird Holy Fist Parosha?" He asked directly. "My name is Garen."
The old man was slightly startled. "It's been a long time since anyone called me a nickname so directly." He smiled and said, "What's the matter with you? Judging from your age, you can actually achieve such courage. You must not be from an ordinary background, right?"
"I'm here to ask my senior for martial arts advice." Garen took a step forward and stood in front of everyone.
The man in white stepped back consciously, and at the same time motioned for the others to step back as well, leaving space for the two of them.
Garen stood with his hands behind his back.
"I have fought against Ansha Luo twice. He admires you very much and thinks that you are the strongest fighter of our generation and represent the pinnacle of martial arts! As the strongest fighter of the younger generation, I hope to ask you for some martial arts advice.
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"Ansara?" Palosha's wrinkled face showed a trace of memories. "That was a very powerful genius. He was very conceited back then. My relationship with him has never been good. I didn't expect him to comment like this.
This old man like me is really unimaginable."
He came back to his senses, his eyes fell on Garen's hands, and he shook his head slightly.
"It's a pity. I already sealed my fist a year ago. Just leave. I won't fight with you."