Fang Fan stared at the bird's nest with bright eyes, his heart ready to move.
"Although I know it's easy to die, I still can't suppress my inner impulse." Fang Fan closed his eyes and murmured.
After a long time, Fang Fan finally opened his eyes. At this time, his eyes were clear and he took one last look at the bird's nest.
"How could I, Fang Fan, sit still and wait for me to commit suicide so easily? Hmph, how naive."
Going down the mountain was much faster than going up the mountain. Fang Fan preciously held the simple square animal skin in his arms, carried a blood rope on his shoulder, and quickly went down the mountain. Not long after, he was down the mountainside and into the jungle.
Let Fang Fan relax.
"Chirp!"
An eagle cry resounded in the sky, and along with the sound, a golden light streaked across the sky. It slowly slowed down as it approached the mountain. Fang Fan looked intently, and an eagle that looked like pure gold appeared on the top of the mountain.
Above, a team of powerful claws were holding a bison.
This made Fang Fan even more grateful for his choice.
"Chirp!"
But before Fang Fan could turn around, he heard a sharp, angry eagle cry, full of murderous intent.
Fang Fan felt cold all over, with goosebumps all over his body, his brows were beating, and his sixth sense was flashing crazily in his mind, as if he would die in the next second...
Fang Fan raised his head with difficulty and looked at the top of the mountain, only to find that at some point, a giant python was coiled on the steep mountain like a coiled pillar, with its square snake head hanging in the air and swallowing the bird's nest.
Just seeing it, Fang Fan felt a fatal feeling and a huge pressure, which made him unable to move a step.
"Chirp!"
The goshawk roared, its golden wings spread slightly, and a wave of speed erupted that surpassed Fang Fan's reaction ability, turned into a golden light, and swooped down towards the giant python.
It is extremely fast, and the gravity bonus of the dive makes it faster and faster, and the carrier attacks the seven-inch giant python with an extremely sharp breath.
Bang!
It was like a soft sound, like a snake body made of fine steel that had no resistance under the sharp claws, like a hot knife cutting butter, and it was as powerful as breaking bamboo.
But after the snake scale was broken, no blood flowed out, it just turned into a stream of clear energy and dissipated.
The inside was also empty, with only wisps of breath floating inside, and through the opening, Fang Fan could vaguely see a giant python as thick as a bucket inside, with diamond-shaped scales, a metallic color, and what seemed to be a small bulge on the top of its head.
And in an instant, the golden eagle and the giant python collided, and an extremely harsh sound resounded throughout the world.
Then the Jinying python collided again and again, but every time it collided, it seemed that it was deliberately avoiding the top of the mountain, whether it was an eagle or a snake.
After several collisions, the phantom outside the real python shattered, revealing its true form.
After the phantom was shattered, the giant python's momentum seemed to be a bit sluggish, and it gradually fell into a disadvantageous position in the battle with the golden eagle.
The golden eagle's powerful claws grabbed the python and tore off a piece of snake meat, with its flesh and blood scales flying all over the sky.
Moreover, every time the golden eagle attacks, it only retreats with one blow, leaving no chance for the python to counterattack.
In desperation, the giant python headed toward the northwest mountains, fought and fled, and plowed its way through the jungle.
Looking at the giant python and the golden eagle going away, Fang Fan felt his whole body relax and feel chilled by the wind. Only then did he realize that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
But at this time, Fang Fan looked at the golden eagle going away, his eyes flickering.
He looked up at the top of the mountain again, then gritted his teeth, threw away the blood rope on his body, and rushed up.
Without any cover up, without any hiding, he rushed up the mountain like crazy. Fang Fan burst out at the fastest speed, turned into an afterimage, and rushed up the mountain.
Not long after, Fang Fan's face turned red. Even though Fang Fan consciously took three steps and breathed, and tried his best to regulate his breath, he was still out of breath.
However, Fang Fan didn't care at all, because he had already reached the top of the mountain and inside the mountain stronghold again.
Looking at the cliffs that I have never been to before, looking at the bird's nest above.
This time, Fang Fan didn't hesitate anymore, rushed to the bottom of the cliff, and continued to climb up bit by bit.
Under this situation, the benefits of Fang Fan's delicate power control were revealed.
Every force in his body was utilized, and he easily controlled the balance of his center of gravity. After getting a little familiar with it, he grabbed hold of the cliff and pulled it, and the whole person rushed up. After several relays, he came directly to the cliff.
superior.
The entire cliff is a bird's nest, which is several football fields in size. In the middle of the bird's nest, under the sunlight, a golden light is reflected, which is a bit dazzling.
Looking closely, three golden eggs as big as heads are squeezed together. In the middle of the three golden eggs, an oval-shaped stone is there. It is simple and heavy, as if it is breathing the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon.
The three golden eggs are on the side, amidst the mysterious charm exuded by the ancient stones, swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon attracted by the stones.
Fang Fan quickly came back to his senses, looked at the stones in the middle, and suddenly remembered a very popular game among the rich, gambling on stones.
One knife is a young model in the club, and one knife is working in the sea.
Fang Fan had a vague feeling that this stone was just a coat with good things inside.
As soon as he thought of it, he slashed the spear flatly in his hand, but at the moment when he was about to touch it, Fang Fan stopped. What if, what if his judgment was wrong?
A broken mirror cannot be reunited, nor can a broken stone be restored.
But looking at the stone as big as a millstone, Fang Fan gritted his teeth and chipped it away.
Since you can't take it with you, there's no point in giving it a try.
Whoosh!
The spear was sharper than Fang Fan imagined, or the stone was softer than imagined. One spear could easily chip off a piece of the stone.
The spear shook, and pieces of stone skin were peeled off and fell to the side. The stones as big as the millstone quickly became smaller, and there were more and more stone skins on the side, but what was exposed was still the stone.
Fang Fan had more and more sweat on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks, but the gun still did not stop, and he quickly peeled off the stone skin.
Suddenly, a glimmer of green light flashed from the corner of Fang Fan's eyes. In an instant, the hand holding the gun froze in the air without any shaking. Under the gun blade, a piece of jasper was exposed, crystal clear. It could be just one point, one centimeter difference, and it would be fine.
destroyed.
"call!"
Fang Fan exhaled, knowing that he had made the right bet.
The spear in his hand continued to dance, but the amplitude was smaller, bit by bit, the excess stone skin next to it was peeled away. Finally, Fang Fan took out a palm-sized round jade from the stone with a small hole in the middle.
The round jade is crystal clear and bright, it is gorgeous, and it also has a mysterious charm.
After collecting the round jade, Fang Fan looked at the three golden eggs next to him, with a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes.
It seemed as if there was a voice ringing in my ears: Take it, take it, take it all...
He closed his eyes and opened them after a while. However, his eyes regained clarity and he turned around and left.
But just as he turned around, he turned around again, the spear shook, and a brilliant flower of spear appeared on the stone, destroying all the depressions left by the jade, and then he galloped away.
