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The spar ring in Chenyang's hand continued to release fluctuations, and the closer it got to the bones of the poisonous parents, the more intense it became.

This fluctuation has gone from being faint when entering the misty swamp to now being clearly perceived.

Let Chenyang make sure that his general direction is not wrong, and then he just needs to keep moving forward, and he should be able to find the two corpses.

I just don't know where the parents of the poison are located, and whether there is a hidden danger.

After all, many years ago, the poisonous parents were also rare geniuses of the Poison Elm Tribe, and they naturally had a certain amount of confidence when they entered the Misty Swamp.

In this case, the whereabouts have been unknown for so many years, and there must be some kind of accident, an accident that they can't solve, let alone the weak Chenyang.

Chenyang only hoped that the danger that his parents had encountered was now gone, so that at least he could safely take the two bones out of the swamp and back to the Poison Elm tribe.

In this way, it can be regarded as a wish that is poisoned.

The poisonous mist on the periphery of the Misty Swamp was thick, like the pure white of milk, making it difficult to see the danger involved.

When you walk into the swamp, the internal poisonous fog is thinner, not as concentrated as the outside, and you can see the surrounding things better.

It's just that the toxicity contained in it is deepening little by little with the distance, and even the death virus has symptoms of hardship.

Walking in the white mist, Chenyang turned on the plant perception and tried to find the nearby poisonous plants, but under the shroud of the white mist, the perception range could only reach a maximum of fifty meters, which greatly compressed Chenyang's field of vision.

I don't know how long time has passed.

Chenyang had been walking in the swamp, surrounded by only a damp muddy field, and even the moss was hard to see, more like a wasteland than a swamp.

There was no sun in the sky, only a white poisonous mist, it was difficult to determine what time it was, the only thing that could be sure was that he had gone far, far away.

Suddenly, the vision of the plant perception brightened, and the vision of the morning sun was no longer limited to the front of the eyes, and about fifty meters in front of the left, a spherical plant with slender leaves like willow leaves, completely wrapped together, appeared in the line of sight of the plant perception.

The surface of the plant is gray-green, which looks like a special sense of decay, and the veins on the leaves are blood-like crimson, which is a little more demonic than ordinary plants in the outside world.

The morning sun can only see about one meter around the spherical plants through the perception of plants, and what you see is also a white and dry bone, like a mass grave somewhere, with corpses and bones all over the field.

Looking at the plants that gathered countless dead bones, Chenyang's eyes were a little curious, and the wind whirled under his feet, turning into a forward momentum to push him forward.

In the misty swamp, Chenyang has always walked at a normal speed, and he does not dare to use spiritual power or strenuous exercise, so as not to consume too much spiritual power and physical strength, resulting in a situation that cannot be dealt with when encountering danger.

However, this special plant caught Chenyang's attention.

From the mouth of the poisonous corpse, it is known that the poisonous plants inside the misty swamp are strange and have various special abilities to help them better survive in the swamp.

To some extent, these plants also absorb a lot of poisonous mist, as well as some special poisons, which can also be used in mixed toxins.

If you have the opportunity to get a surviving, successfully transplanted swamp poisonous plant, then it will be worth as much as a poisonous beast.

When he first learned the news, Chenyang was very interested in these poisonous plants, and now that he can see a poisonous plant with his own eyes, it is naturally impossible to let go of this opportunity.

A gust of wind blew, and a figure flew through the white mist.

The distance of fifty meters was strengthened by the leaping pace, but it could be reached in a few steps, and in the blink of an eye, the morning sun came to the vicinity of the poisonous plant.

Within ten meters of the poisonous plant, all of them were pale bones, some of which had some moss attached to their surfaces, and it looked like they had been dead for a long time.

Among these white bones, there were both wood spirits and some poisonous beasts, and it seemed that they all ended up falling around this poisonous plant for some reason.

If Chenyang is not mistaken, the formation of these dry bones is absolutely inseparable from this poisonous plant, and even these corpses are made by this poisonous plant, and the corpses are supplied to themselves as nutrients.

This thought came to Chenyang's mind, and the mass of poisonous plants suddenly trembled, as if he had woken up from a deep sleep.

And the reason why it woke up was probably a dry bone that Chenyang picked up in his hand.

At the bottom of this dry bone, there is an imperceptible silk thread that connects the tangled plants, giving Chenyang the feeling of a spider.

These dry bones and the thin threads connected to them are its cobwebs, and as soon as a prey steps on the dry bones, or picks up the dry bones, it will attract its attention, and let it wake up from its slumber and start a new hunt.

In the next second, the ball of plants bloomed like fireworks, and nearly a hundred leaves were like tentacles, swinging wantonly in the air, as if enjoying this rare activity time.

Seeing the sharpness of the blades of the leaves, Chenyang saw how these dry bones were produced, and he also knew how difficult it was to successfully bring out a live poisonous plant.

Cangmu Tang Dao was held in his hand, and Chenyang was ready for battle.

Stretching forward his left hand, countless thorns appeared, rushing towards the poisonous plant, ready to test how aggressive it was.

Before the thorns could get closer, the cold light flickered in front of Chenyang's eyes, and the thorns smashed into the ground like chopped potato pieces, crushing into countless pieces.

Even Chenyang also sensed the chill, and his legs stepped on the ground again and again, retreating behind him, as if there was some great danger hidden in front of him.

Suddenly, countless filaments gushed out of the soil behind him, forming a large net that firmly trapped the big fish of Chenyang.

Countless bladed blades slashed in front of him, and Chenyang had to choose between the tough wire mesh behind him and the sharp blade blade.

The feeling of danger kept coming to Chenyang's heart, as if Chenyang was one step too late, he could die here.

Faced with the warning of this danger, Chenyang stepped heavily under his feet, and countless thorns poured out from under his feet, forming a high wall of thorns in front of those blades.

Even if it was blocked by thorns, Chenyang was still a little uneasy, and the spiritual power in his hand surged, turning into a palm-sized wood spirit pattern, escaping into the thorn wall, strengthening the toughness of the wall.

After doing all this, Chenyang turned to look at the silk mesh behind him, his right arm turned into an ink shadow hand, and the Cangmu Tang Knife in his hand accumulated shadow spiritual power, turning into a trickle of Dao and flowing on the blade, and the energy contained in it was far better than any previous attack.

Shadow spiritual power, gathering spirit strike.

The corrosive effect of the shadow spiritual power, under the strengthening of the Gathering Spirit Strike, has increased by nearly fifty percent.

With a slash, countless black mist swung out along the trajectory, like a large splash of ink, and the ink fell on the silk screen, which suddenly made the silk screen appear soft.

With the heavy slash of the blade, the wire net, which was originally enough to restrain the fierce beast, was as soft as a cake in Chenyang's hands.

The wire mesh was broken, and the morning sun would not run into the distance, not daring to look back.

Originally, Chenyang also planned to bring out a few poisonous plants from the misty swamp, until this poisonous plant woke up and had a killing intent for him.

Chenyang found out how weak he was, as weak as an ant, and could be pinched to death at any time.

Moreover, he also entered an even more dangerous environment.