Deng Shangwei's cultivation was the highest among these cultivators, and his speed was also the fastest, and he also had the spare strength to observe the situation ahead. The jungle that was close at hand, which was still clearly visible, and even the jungle where you could smell the fresh fragrance of the plants and trees and the smell of medicinal herbs emitted by those elixirs, was suddenly soaked in a thick white mist. Not even the divine consciousness can penetrate it and probe what lies ahead. If you want to say that there is nothing greasy in this, don't say that Deng is still dangerous, even a fool like Yoshida Bi who died will not believe it.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back. Deng Shangwei's speed could not be slowed down, and he rushed towards the tiger's mouth little by little......

"I can't control it!" ...... Deng Shangwei roared angrily and threw himself into the jungle. One by one, the cultivators were like moths to a fire, plunging into the deep mist of the jungle. The jungle was like a watershed, and the crumbling ground had stopped beyond the jungle. After running for a short distance in the jungle, the cultivators found that the danger behind them had stopped, and finally sat down uncontrollably on the ground one by one. Even if he is as strong as Deng Shangwei, he is breathing at this moment, and Yang Jun on the side, the clothes on his body have already been soaked with sweat and clinging tightly to his body!

Even with that layer of thick mist, these surviving cultivators could still clearly see the raging flames outside and smell the stench after the corpse was burned, even if it was as cold as Ye Lingyun, their faces were still pale. From the large heaving of her chest, you can see how terrified she is in her heart.

Lin Kunyan looked around, and there were very few cultivators left. Under the cruel selection, those who can still breathe are the elites among the cultivators, most of the Ning Dan cultivators, even those who have cultivated in the Ning Dan period, or even those who have the foundation building period, either have their own uniqueness, or they are like Lin Kunkun, someone to help.

It seems that this jungle is also full of dangers, and before Lin Kun can take a good look at this jungle, those cultivators around him have already begun to stir up......

"Millennial pecans......! This...... Looking at this growth, the thickness of this rhizome must be more than a thousand years old! ha...... I'm hopeful of breaking through the primordial gods......" A cultivator's high-pitched roar of ecstasy came from the corner......

"Purple leaves open three times...... Purple leaves open three times...... Hahaha...... With this purple leaf three openings, my skills can increase by ten years...... Hahaha......"

"There is no root fruit at the end of the world...... Yes...... The rootless fruit of my dreams ......"

"Hahaha...... Got it...... Found ......"

"It's worth it...... The adventure was worth ......"

A sound of surprise and cheer came out, and this jungle was like a treasure of the world, attracting the hearts of all cultivators. There is no fighting, no snatching, because the genius treasures here are all in sight, everyone is frantically digging the treasures in front of them, and there is no free time to take care of what kind of harvest the people around them have.

There is no exaggeration to describe this dense forest with gold everywhere, but when everyone grabbed the genius earth treasures on this land, Lin Kunyan's brows furrowed. That feeling of uneasiness and that feeling of danger came again, and sometimes, Lin Kunkun was really a little helpless about such a premonition. It's good to have such a hunch, but it always comes too late, like now......

"Ah......h......h

"Boom ......" The sharp sound of breaking the air, Yang Jun's reaction was quite sensitive, and he pounced on Lin Kunyan's body in one fell swoop. However, a cultivator without a blade behind Lin Kunyan was not so lucky, and when Lin Kunkun and Yang Jun's bodies pounced, his body also fell in response. It's just that unlike Lin Kunkun and others, who fell to the ground on their own, he fell because he lost the strength to support his body to stand. He died, and there was an emerald green leaf on his neck, nailed deep into it, except for a very small part of the leaf that still retained a trace of green because of the upturning, and the rest of the place had been dyed red by the blood flowing from Bobo!

"Huhu...... Buzz......" A strange wind sounded in everyone's ears. It was an ordinary leaf, and it could be seen everywhere. Just as Lin Kunkun was about to take a closer look at what caused such a cultivator to die under this ordinary green leaf, that strange voice came......

"Run away......" Deng Shangwei's roar sounded in his ears, and Lin Kunkun was pulled up again and fled for his life quickly......

It was a tornado-like whirlpool of green, swooping down on them at full speed......

This speed was much faster than the speed at which the ground had collapsed before, and those cultivators who had been exhausted were swept up in it one by one, and were never seen again. But the red liquid sprayed on the tall trunk would tell the story of their whereabouts......

There were more and more green whirlpools, densely packed like wasps chasing after them. As long as they are scratched a little bit, the whole body will be swept away uncontrollably, and there is no hope of survival.

Luckily, it's a dense forest. Although the terrain is uneven, there are also various possibilities for stepping into the void. However, the rest of them are the top figures among the cultivators, and for such a terrain, they are still walking on the ground, and there is not much limit in speed. But the green whirlpools are different, their movement is often limited by the trees, and even if they can smash the trees one by one in their pass, it still takes a lot of time. Compared to the two, these cultivators did not feel too desperate, and were always able to avoid this deadly green vortex in a thrilling way.

But for those strong people in the foundation building period and the Ning Dan period who had survived before, this was a fatal trap. When they fled from the fire, they had already done their best, and when they reached this jungle, they had not rested before they were attacked like this. Not to mention the lack of true yuan, it was just the fatigue of the body that made them make mistakes, so they turned into flesh and blood, irrigating the genius treasure in this jungle......

Lin Kunyan also saw that this was not a green whirlpool at all. Instead, they are ordinary leaves, blown up by an invisible whirlwind, and I don't know what kind of magical power makes such ordinary leaves have such an indestructible power. Cutting a cultivator's body was like cutting grass mustard, and the genius earth treasures that the cultivators were worried about were also turned into powder in this sweeping storm......

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