Wu Zhe was watching every move outside in the tent. When he saw something happened to Xie Lun, he immediately rushed out, and all the bullets from his G submachine gun were fired at the brown bear's injured back.
At this time, Xie Lun also came out from the center of the brown bear's paw, covered in blood. There was a bloody hole in the center of both of the brown bear's paws. The long sword in his hand pierced the brown bear's eye.
Han Qi also finished taking care of the remaining fanged tigers, and immediately flew forward to help Xie Lun. The metal awl pierced the brown bear's neck. Xie Lun's long sword slashed at the metal awl, and the brown bear's throat flew out
A sharp awl with blood stains on it.
After the last brown bear was dealt with, Xie Lun frowned and looked at himself, turned around and groped to the river. Throwing his bloody clothes on the ground, he nakedly stepped into the cold river water.
Feng Yan on the big tree watched everything end and said: "It's boring, but Han Qi didn't use the thunder power, so he still can't determine his identity, but if he wants to go to Central City, he has to go through Wanling Abyss, the tree
Lao, I will take the fragments and leave first. As for his identity, you have a way to confirm it, right?"
The leaves moved, and the phoenix flame had disappeared. The old tree opened his eyes and sighed: "Child, I am here."
Shulao's voice was carried by the wind throughout the forest. Han Qi and Wu Zhe also heard it. Xie Lun in the river also heard it. Han Qi frowned: "Are you calling us?"
Wu Zhe shook his head: "I don't know."
Xie Lun had already put on his clothes and walked to Han Qi: "This should be calling us. The sound is coming from where we came from. Do you want to go?"
Before Han Qi could speak, another voice: "Child, I'm here!" came into the ears of the three of them. This time, the voice became clearer.
Han Qi frowned: "Go, I want to see what kind of monster it is!"
The tent was put into Han Qi's space, and the three of them slowly moved forward in the direction of the sound.
Along the way, they did not encounter any ferocious beasts or vines that would attack people, but in the heavy fog, the three of them could not speed up.
As time passed, the dense fog dissipated a little, and the sunlight finally came through.
Han Qi: "It seems it's already noon. Let's rest for a while while we continue." Neither of them had any objections and sat on the ground.
Wu Zhe looked at Han Qi and Xie Lun with some curiosity: "Hey, what kind of spirit will it be this time? Judging from its tone, it seems like it has been around for a long time."
Han Qi shook his head: "I don't know, but I always have a bad feeling."
Xie Lun thought for a while: "Since it is a cloud forest, there is a high probability that it will be a plant or something, maybe a tree."
Wu Zhe immediately answered: "It would be fun if it were a tree. Do you think this tree will move if it has been rooted here for so long? If it can move, is it walking on its roots?"
Xie Lun: "I don't know, but after it has been around for so long, maybe this tree can also turn into human form?"
Han Qi was obviously a little uninterested. He felt like something was about to burst out of his heart. This feeling of being out of his control was not good.
After a while, Wu Zhe stopped his wild thoughts.
Han Qi got up from the ground and patted his pants: "Let's go, otherwise we won't be able to make it in the evening!"
The mist gradually became thicker, but there was a fragrance in the mist, washing the souls of the three people.
The sky turned dark, and the three of them finally arrived at a place with the lightest fog. The place was completely empty, except for a towering tree standing in the center. At least ten people could hug the trunk of the tree.
The towering tree opened its eyes and looked at the three people: "You are here."
Han Qi and Xie Lun looked at each other. This was the spirit that was talking to them. It was indeed a tree.
The big tree didn't care whether the three people spoke or not. It looked directly at Han Qi and said, "It's so similar!"
Han Qi frowned: "What does it look like?"
The leaves of the big tree moved, and there was a rustling sound. It did not answer Han Qi's question, but asked him: "Can you use the thunder power?"
Han Qi frowned: "Why?"
Dashu then spoke: "I just want to take a look. If you promise me, I will send the three of you to Wanlingyuan."
Han Qi stared closely at the towering tree, not knowing what this spirit wanted to do, but purple thunder and lightning still flashed in his hands. The thunder and lightning struck the ground, and the purple streamer looked particularly bright in the dark night.
The leaves of the big tree trembled: "Really, they are his descendants."
Han Qifei stepped forward: "What are you talking about? Whose descendants are you?"
Dashu paused and said, "This is a story from a long time ago. Thousands of years ago, a man fell from the sky and appeared in Central City. He stole the Phoenix Tears and smashed them with his palm. The Phoenix Tears also broke into five pieces. At that time
There were no exiles in the inner earth world, but he created them with a single stroke of his sword. Of these seventy-two exiles, only the boundary of Wanlingyuan was established by him personally. At that time, none of the eighteen powerful men in the inner earth world
If you can beat him, he almost destroyed the entire inner earth world with his purple thunder power, and you are the second person to come to the inner earth world with purple thunder power."
Han Qi was a little stunned: "This, I am his descendant? Impossible, I am an orphan without a father and a mother, and my power awakening is not a normal way. All of this can only be a coincidence."
Dashu smiled and said nothing: "I have heard the story, and I have seen your superpowers. Now, I will send you to Wanlingyuan."
A dark transmission channel appeared in the sight of the three people. The wind blew up, blowing the leaves, and dry branches fell from the branches of the big tree.
Han Qi was still a little stunned. The story the tree spirit told just now happened a thousand years ago. He is only twenty-five years old this year. This must be a coincidence.
Xie Lun patted Han Qi on the shoulder: "Maybe he just wants to disturb you. Don't really fall for his trick. Wanlingyuan is the head of the seventy-two exiles. You and I don't know what kind of ghosts are hidden there.
You know, why are you here? Don’t forget, Lin Yue is still waiting for you!"
Han Qi finally came to his senses: "Yes, he just wants to disturb me. I have to collect all the fragments of Phoenix Tears to save Lin Yue back."
Wu Zhe looked at the two people without saying a word. Did the story Dashu just told really happen? Or was it just a story? How could anyone chop out seventy-two exiles with one sword? It must be a lie.
He looked at the two people who were still there: "Hey, guys, let's go!"
After saying that, he stepped into the transmission channel first, followed closely by Xie Lun. Han Qi stood there and took another look at the big tree. It was still the same as before. Han Qi shook his head and stepped into the transmission channel.
The wind stopped, the transmission channel was closed, and Feng Yan appeared: "Is it him?"
The branches and leaves of the big tree swayed and made a rustling sound. Feng Yan looked at the location where the transmission channel was closed: "It seems that this is my fate."