The appearance of the Skywalker Wing looks like the wings of a wild goose that are more than ten times magnified, but the feathers on both sides exude a dark blue color.

Riding the blue wings in the hazy clouds, Su Mufeng was a little distracted for a while.

Flying is the oldest dream of mankind.

When the oil-paper umbrella is opened, the hazy fog around it gradually dissipates. Su Mufeng took a deep breath and rushed straight into the valley bottom of Longyuan Mountain.

In order to avoid losing his reference, he flew downwards clinging to the cliff wall. Along the way, the further down he went, the more frightened Su Mufeng became.

In this mist, the strange pine plants growing on the cliffs have undergone strange changes. Their branches are growing rapidly, as if they have life, and they are even attacking each other, and the winner is devouring the loser!

In the deeper part of the mist, Su Mufeng also heard a faint sound of thunder, and from time to time, a dazzling lightning bolt pierced the clouds and mist, shattering a large area of the cliff.

"What the hell did that guy get, it's such a big move."

Su Mufeng broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, if it weren't for the fact that he was not controlled by the laws of the original plane, it was estimated that he would be killed as soon as he entered the mist, no wonder even Mo Zhai hesitated.

At the same time, his curiosity and anticipation grew stronger.

The bigger the movement, doesn't it prove that the quality of the gold finger is higher?

Su Mufeng wished that Ye Ming would directly pick up an ancient artifact that could kill a half-saint in an instant, so that Han Fei would not have to work hard to attend classes, and just directly push the Eastern Zhou Kingdoms.

Finally, during the long flight trek, Su Mufeng came to the bottom of Longyuan Mountain.

At the base of the cliff, the alienation of plants in the mist has reached an extremely terrifying state, and the smallest green grass has grown to more than three meters high, and is fighting frantically with other grasses.

Su Mufeng walked in it, it was like an insect entering the human world.

If he wasn't sure that he wouldn't hit any formation, Su Mufeng would have thought that he had actually become smaller.

Put away the Tianxing wings and take out the sky-seeking map, the small white dot representing Ye Ming's coordinates was still shining in the corner of the valley floor, and it was not too far from Su Mufeng's position at the moment.

Su Mufeng held an oil-paper umbrella and walked on a primeval forest shrouded in mist, and for a while he felt a little like an outing.

- Well, if you ignore the unidentified creatures around you.

Su Mufeng had already adjusted the existence attribute of the plane projection to "complete virtualization", and in the eyes of this group of super-evolved plants, he did not exist.

Of course, doing so inevitably brought some troubles, such as the ...... in the scuffle in front of Su Mufeng now Forehead...... Rose.

"Detour, detour......"

Looking at the group of hideous and evil "love symbols", Su Mufeng couldn't bear to cover his face directly.

He was about to turn around them, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a strange plant.

In the midst of the scuffling circle of roses, there was a delicate and beautiful unknown flower, which bloomed on the ground paved with rose petals.

It doesn't seem to have changed due to the eerie nature of the mist, and still retains its normal flower size.

Although Su Mufeng couldn't name it, he was still suffocated by its beauty.

"Could this be the so-called treasure of heaven and earth?"

It's no wonder that Su Mufeng thought like this, not far away was such a big golden finger shining, and there was a group of super-evolved plants fighting to the death around it.

This plant, which has no mutations, is really like the legendary heavenly treasure that can be eaten raw, used in medicine, juiced, and alchemized.

It is estimated that it will be handed over to the medical saint Bian Que, and let him refine a perfect supplement, and if he eats it, he will be able to jump three levels in a row?

Of course, this thing could also be a man-eating flower with max illusion ability, didn't you see that the group of roses were fascinated.

However, for Su Mufeng, what is illusion? Can you eat it?

So, with the universal value of taking advantage of the advantage, Su Mufeng decisively passed through the group of roses and came to the front of the flower.

The plain and white flowers have not yet predicted the coming of the crisis, and they are still swaying delicately in the wind, and the rose petals covering the ground reflect each other, which looks extremely beautiful and elegant.

"It's beautiful—"

Su Mufeng sighed with intoxication.

Then I pinched off the flowers.

――It's a pity that as a qualified science student, when facing beautiful flowers, Su Mufeng will never have a poem like a liberal arts student.

He prefers to make beautiful things into specimens, so that they can contribute to the great cause of biological research.

After the mysterious flower was pinched off, there was no movement, and it seems that it should be the legendary treasure of heaven and earth.

Su Mufeng casually put it into the mustard seed bag.

The next moment.

He sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.

As soon as he raised his head, the cold sweat on Su Mufeng's forehead came down.

The group of roses with teeth and claws had stopped their frantic attacks on their fellow clansmen, and they were all looking around blankly.

That's right, "dazedly".

Thanks to Su Mufeng's successive Chinese teachers, their hard work has enabled him to use such expressive adjectives to describe the expressions of these unidentified creatures - even though they don't even have faces.

The branches growing from the main trunk of the rose slowly waved in midair, and the flower parts kept looking around.

Perhaps, you can also use "a confused face" to describe the current mood of this group of rose comrades.

- it!?

――What about my family's natural treasures?

- The civil war is only halfway through! Which grandson gave Shun away!?

A few rose petals slowly fell, like the broken hearts of young girls.

Su Mufeng felt a heartfelt guilt welling up in his heart, he sighed heavily, and then turned around and left.

What are you kidding, if you don't leave now, this will become the scene of a corpse shredding case later.

Sure enough, as soon as Su Mufeng ran out of the combat zone, the roses started another round of war.

Last time, there were still some traces of faction division, but this time it was a complete all-round melee.

Walking in the primeval forest at the bottom of the valley again, Su Mufeng's mood had changed subtly.

When he looked at the surrounding plants with teeth and claws, his eyes had changed from "What the hell?" "Can I eat it?" ”。

If it weren't for something else, Su Mufeng would have had the power to dig the entire Longyuan Valley floor three feet into the ground.

In this way, with tons of heavenly treasures and tons of pills from the medical saint, our family Han Fei will be able to live a leisurely life of drug abuse and upgrading in the future.

-- Look, what a good and exemplary teacher he is.

Of course, now Su Mufeng's top priority is to find Ye Ming, after all, the aftermath emitted by the golden finger is so big, you can imagine how buggy the ontology is.

Therefore, when encountering a plant that is suspected to be a treasure of heaven and earth again, Su Mufeng can only write down the address first, and then come back to pick it up later, anyway, the group of unknown creatures gathered together will not be able to tell the winner for a while.

Finally, after a long trek, Su Mufeng finally came to the place where Ye Ming was.

This is the side near the cliff, and in the shade of the trees, there is a dark and deep cave, unfathomable.

Judging from the physical features, the group of trees surrounding the cave was obviously the highest level in the entire valley floor, and their intelligence was also outstanding.

They were divided into two camps, facing each other outside the cave, and it seemed that they had been in a stalemate for a long time.

Because of this, no creatures have entered the cave yet—except for Ye Ming, of course.

"For the sake of this grandson, Heavenly Dao has really taken great pains."

Su Mufeng looked at this scene speechlessly.

From the mist at the top of Longyuan Mountain to the door of the mysterious cave, the traps laid by the Heavenly Dao are really one after another.

Even if a half-saint of Mo Zhai's level came down, it was estimated that he would suffer a lot of losses.

Still, that's it.

For Su Mufeng, all traps are decorations.

He swaggered into the cave.

On both sides, unidentified creatures are still staring at each other.