Chapter four hundred and seventy seventh returning to the ancestors
Lin Chou's so-called "little poison" turned the face of Mr. Shan Ye, an evolver, into bracken green, with bruises in the green, and he didn't look very optimistic no matter how he looked at it. Summit 23S.
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"Don't worry..."
"call..."
An unexpected gust of wind stirred the mist nightmare, interrupting Lin Chou's words.
In the center of the fern forest, pieces of crystal-white snow-white floc were seen floating and falling from the endless sky.
"what is that?"
Bai Qiong tightened his armor tightly,
"Why does it seem a little cold?"
Everyone didn't have Lin Chou's eyesight, so they couldn't see the strange situation in such a far place.
Lin Chou said,
"There's a problem over there, and I want to go take a look."
Bai Qiong first took a look at the status of Shan Ye and Liu Zhuzhu.
"But... forget it, Lao Shen, go with Lin Chou."
Bai Qiongshou Li Heigou stayed behind to look after the fallen duo, while Shen Feng Potted Plant and Lin Chou walked deeper into the fern forest.
The temperature in the fern forest has always been maintained at a very low level. Shen Feng frowned and said,
"Are we really in the wilderness?"
"Ha~ look."
A stream of white steam came out of Shen Feng's mouth, "How is this possible?"
Bon Zai took out a mercury thermometer from the treasure chest.
"Well, the temperature right now is...three degrees above zero."
For a bright light that stays above 20 degrees all year round, this temperature is quite unusual.
Shen Feng looked left and right, and said mysteriously,
"Linzi, this mist nightmare is so weird. Do you think it's possible that we have traveled through it unknowingly? Well... we just traveled to a few decades ago and a few decades later. We accidentally entered the fern forest and discovered the peerless magical power. Unify The kind who saves the world for eternity and becomes the king and dominates three thousand beauties?"
"Master Shen Feng, have you been watching martial arts recently?"
Shen Feng snorted,
"How is it possible! I would read something that is purely fictitious and based on deception? What I read was the only script manuscript of the fantasy romance and costume drama "The Legend of the Fairy Queen" that was handed down before the catastrophe. That's what it's called. The honest old Taoist priest is extremely powerful. He can break the void with his palms and break the sun and moon with his fists. He can move the stars and control the river of time with just a raised hand. He can actually lock the young lady in the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river of time with eight old tortoises as her companions. Alas. , Poor young lady, she was born with beautiful face and beautiful face, like a fish or a wild goose, but it was all in vain..."
Lin Chou rubbed his forehead and felt that his blood vessels were tap dancing back and forth.
"Well? We're here..."
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Everyone's feet suddenly felt like they were off the land, as if they were stepping on cotton, making a slight rustling sound, like falling into the clouds.
"What the hell,"
Shen Feng jumped so high,
"Linzi, be careful of ambush!"
"this..."
Only when Shen Feng jumped up did he realize that there were some snow-white fragments floating everywhere in the air, and they were so dense that there was no way to hide them.
These tiny fragments were as light as nothing. The harder Shen Feng waved them, the closer they came with the fluctuations in the air flow.
His cheeks suddenly felt a little cold, and the snow-white debris stuck to his skin and immediately turned into crystal water droplets.
Shen Feng touched his face in disbelief,
"Snow, this, this is snow?? This is snow!!!"
"whispering sound."
The potted plant made a snow dumpling and threw it in Shen Feng's face.
"It's boring, what's the use of snow..."
Potted Plant suddenly covered his mouth,
"Ahem...ah, is this snow? It's so beautiful~!"
Lin Chou stared blankly at this scene, which was impossible to see after the catastrophe.
The mist rolled quietly, and the goose feathers and heavy snow fell one after another.
The whole world was silent and covered in silver. Everywhere you looked, it was pure white.
self-mumbling,
"Snow?"
Shen Feng laughed loudly,
"Okay, okay, it's not in vain, it's snow, it's a snow scene that no one has seen for more than 200 years, we come out on top, hahaha."
The potted plant curled its lips secretly, then suddenly froze,
"Brother Chou, look at that statue... does it look like the big tiger from before?"
"kindness?"
Not far from them, there was a fern tree with its back.
The snow actually piled up into a sculpture that looked like a winged tiger, with wings on its head and tail. It was so lifelike.
Shen Feng's eyes condensed,
"No...it's not like, it's alive, that's it!"
"call."
"laugh."
"call."
Although the movement is subtle, as the sculpture rises and falls, two streams of white steam spurt out from its nose.
It’s really that winged tiger!
Shen Feng shouted,
"How is this possible? Why can't I feel its breath!"
The potted plant immediately ran forward and shouted,
"My...I saw it first..."
Lin Chou,
"Don't even think about it!"
"Shovel over!"
"Three flowers gather at the top!"
"Boom!"
"boom!"
A series of explosions lifted up all the snow on the ground, and the shock wave was like a Category 14 hurricane passing through. Shen Feng barely hugged a fern to prevent it from being blown away.
He opened his mouth wide,
"Damn it, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."
"Plop."
Lin Chou and the potted plant bounced back exactly as they were, and the shovel stabbed into a fern tree with a "crack" sound, leaving only the moon-shaped shovel head.
"Ahem, brother Chou, what's going on?"
Lin Chou scratched his head and stood up calmly,
"have no idea..."
After the storm calmed down, the snow on the winged tiger's body had been shaken off, and it was completely gone.
Only under the dozens of ferns around it, there was a faint hemispherical light network of green light flickering to protect the winged tiger. It seemed to be touched by the attacks of the two men, and then it became apparent.
The hemispherical light network is surrounded by endless winding lights like plant roots, some of which disappear under the ground, and some of which are connected to the ferns.
Looking upward, these rays almost cover the entire fern forest.
Lin Chou was speechless,
"Is this the defense method of the sixth-level alien beast? It's so powerful and has such a tough skin."
Lin Chou was very confident in his own strength. The iron-eating divine power attached to him alone was comparable to that of ordinary sixth-level beasts. Coupled with his own strength and those passive skills, the winged tiger was punched several times. He must have been seriously injured.
What do you usually do after an animal is injured?
Of course, it should find a place it thinks is the safest or simply its lair to quietly lick its wounds and recover.
Therefore, Lin Chou believed that this was a defensive method deployed by the Winged Tiger before he was injured and fell into sleep. It might be a natural skill or something like that.
The potted plant was silent, and the emerald green light bloomed in the palm of her hand, echoing the flickering of her hair that became as long and swaying as seaweed.
She put her palms against the light net, as if she was sensing something.
Even if the winged tiger in the light network experienced such an attack, it had no intention of waking up. It just lay on the ground and slept soundly, very comfortably.
Shen Feng didn't have the dignity of being the highest-level master at this moment. He just muttered,
"It's not fair. One is more perverted than the other! If this continues, how will I live? Oh..."