Chapter 477: Autobots, Transfiguration!

The foliage obscured the sky, and it was even darker than the day.

Clear streams cascade down the gravel riverbed, making a gurgling sound.

It is a mountain stream, with little space, surrounded on three sides by rocks, covered with moss and vines that climb up the rocks and trees, rendering the surrounding scenery a vibrant green.

But at the moment, the scenery here is completely different.

The plant begins to wither and turn yellow, and the branches and rhizomes become thin and soft as if rotting, and pus is leaking out.

The stream also became muddy, and the water inside seemed to flow out of a coal mine, glowing faintly black and emitting a disgusting stench.

A series of footprints were clearly visible on the rough earth, and beside the footprints fell the carcasses of several birds and reptiles, all of which had no visible scars on the surface, and all of them were eye-open, as if they had suddenly died in the middle of the flight.

Clouds of black smoke floated on the corpses, mixed with the miasma of the forest, turning into a light gray mist that would be doomed to other plants wherever it drifted through.

Soon, tentacles that had been terrifying suddenly appeared, ruffling the vines and breaking the silence.

"I knew I should have called a helicopter and dropped us in here. Ah, it stinks! Are these apostles not born to bathe, damn it? ”

The mountains are full of vegetation, and they are rugged, and where there are no roads, it is difficult to walk an inch.

Although it is more convenient to use tentacles to open the way, Xia Ren is still a little embarrassed along the way, his calves are covered with mud, and his clothes have been cut by tree branches.

He looked back at Jiufeng and found that the two were obviously walking the same path, but there was no dust on each other's bodies.

Jiufeng was not in the mood to chat with him, and looked in a certain direction.

It was covered in vines, and there was nothing unusual to see from the outside.

Jiufeng walked over directly and ripped the vines apart.

Suddenly, a pitch-black hole appeared in the field of vision of the two.

Jiufeng's indifferent voice said, "Get out!" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, an angry roar came from the cave, and a black shadow flashed, wanting to sneak attack Jiufeng, but the latter had already prepared and was faster, only to see her raise her right leg, twist her waist slightly, and kick the other party aside in a chic and neat manner.

The shadow landed in the stream, tumbled a few times, and then hit the rocks on the opposite bank before stopping.

Jiu Feng raised her arms, palms up, and with a "snort", bright red flames ignited in the air above her palms, illuminating the entire mountain stream.

At the same time, the temperature in the mountain stream is rising, the flames are dispelling the miasma of the forest, and the surrounding scenery is beginning to become clear.

The flames also purify the surrounding air, the stench is evaporated, and the plants in the mountain stream have stopped decaying under the light of the fire, and the stream is returning to clarity at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Pollution, is being dispersed.

Looking at this fantasy scene, Xia Ren couldn't help but be amazed.

"Is this magic?"

It was the first time he had seen Jiufeng make a move, and he had only known that her strength was very strong in the past, but he didn't expect that the gardener could also use magic.

I remember the first time I saw magic was when I was attacked by hilichurls and Baiaki.

"It's not magic, it's fairy."

The nine crested heads explained without looking back.

The flames fell off her palm, slowly flew into the air, and then hovered.

"Immortals?"

Xia Ren heard a new term.

Although he really wanted to ask what the immortal magic was, he was in the middle of a battle at this time, and the apostle had not yet solved it, so it was not the time for small talk.

On the other side of the stream, the black shadow had crawled out of the shattered rocks.

"Ahem...... Cough! ”

The bartender was covered in a sticky dirt, like the amniotic membrane that had been wrapped around the body of a mammal when it was born, and there was a layer of vascular tissue all over it, which was pulsating regularly.

One of his arms was missing, and the broken part of his shoulder was also wrapped in mucous membranes, but he could still see the swollen and pus-filled muscles and blackened bones inside, and the injuries seemed to be very serious.

Xia Ren pulled out a crowbar, walked in front of Jiufeng in two or three steps, squinted at the bartender, and said, "Yo Yo Yo, isn't this an apostle?" I haven't seen you for a few days, so pulled? ”

He was responded to by a low, short roar, but pronounced in a strange way, like a metal object striking wood.

In Xia Ren's ears, it was like in human language: "Ghost! ”

"You still dare to murder me?"

Xia Ren grinned at the bartender, with an expression like you're finished.

He weighed the crowbar in his hand and made a gesture to step forward, but after waiting for a long time, his footsteps never moved.

Turning his head: "Feng Fengshang!" Let him know that you are awesome! ”

Jiufeng glanced at him with disdain and didn't move: "Cowardly." ”

Xia Ren looked at the bartender who might pounce at any time, and silently retreated behind Jiufeng, without any embarrassment on his face, and said, "You know me, I'm so delicate, I definitely can't beat him." ”

Then you've just gone to the front waves.

Jiufeng wanted to say this, but didn't say it.

She looked intently at the apostle and said, "Something is wrong with him. ”

Xia Ren also looked over and found that he didn't notice anything wrong, except for anger in the other party's eyes, there was only madness.

Wait a minute.

He felt as if he had overlooked something.

Jiu Feng clenched his fists, took out a red ribbon out of nowhere, put his hands behind his back, tied his hair, and said, "Normally, the apostles are also sensible. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a sudden explosion was heard in the mountain stream, and the apostle in the rubble was gone.

"Be careful!"

Jiufeng suddenly turned around and gave a reminder, while smashing his fist at Xia Ren's head.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in Xia Ren's heart, and his hairs stood on end.

Although he didn't understand why Jiufeng suddenly wanted to hit him, he also knew that this punch was definitely something he couldn't withstand now, and if he was hit, he was afraid that he would become a headless horseman.

The worst thing is that he also felt a strong pressure on his back, and without even thinking about it, he knew that it must have been a sneak attack after the bartender.

Although squatting can dodge Jiufeng's fist, it can't completely avoid the apostle's attack, but if you dodge to the side, the speed of your body can't keep up, and the fist has already reached your eyes.

In the crisis situation of being attacked on his abdomen and back, he reacted almost subconsciously, and his tentacles instantly stretched out, wrapped around the trunk of the tree above his head, and pulled his entire body up.

"Bang-"

As soon as the body left its place, there was a dull crashing sound beneath his feet, and at the same time, a gust of wind blew through the mountain stream, blowing off large foliage.

Xia Ren hung in the air, looking down with palpitations.

If he hadn't reacted in time, he would have been attacked from both sides by the apostle and the gardener.

The dull sound of impact kept coming, and in the mountain stream, two afterimages were engaged in a fierce battle at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The water splashed, the gravel flew wildly, and the leaves of the trees were disturbed by the strong wind and fell one after another, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

This lasted for about five seconds before coming to an abrupt end.

Jiufeng's hair was a little messy, and the ribbon that was originally used to tie her hair slipped off a little.

She grabbed the bartender by the throat with one hand, pinning him to the ground tightly, unable to move.

(End of chapter)