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I was about to move my feet through the fleshy swamp to the stuffy oil bottle, when he suddenly stood up, and trudged to me with small steps. I blurted out, "Stuffy oil bottle, what are you doing?!" "When I came to him, he was deeper than I was.

Walking past me, he continued to trek forward, but I noticed that he really didn't seem to sink anymore, as if there was a solid object under his feet. The next moment, my foot also touched the slate road that the stuffy oil bottle said, which can be regarded as more reassuring, but don't go out of the range of the slate bridge, it will be miserable. So I followed in the footsteps of the stuffy oil bottle, trekking step by step, hoping to get out of here quickly.

But at that moment, I seemed to hear a strange noise coming from within the bronze tree pole above. It's like the sound of the wind, and it's like the cry of a monkey. And more and more, closer and closer.

I stopped the bottle of stuffy oil in front of me and asked him if he heard the movement. He turned around and listened quietly to the voice above, and said, "Flying monkeys, they can do this." There are so many that the exit from the base of the bronze tree must be blocked with strong winds. ”

After the stuffy oil bottle finished speaking, I felt a sudden change in the direction of the wind, blowing upwards so hard that for a moment I was almost blown up, but fortunately the eye of the wind quickly moved upward. When I looked up at the air, there were many gray shadows, which were indeed the sound of wings flapping, and I exclaimed, "Those big hairy monkeys can also use materialization abilities to grow wings for themselves!" That's an exaggeration, isn't it? These monkeys are also persistent enough, and they have to chase them down, so they are too vindictive! Not really? Could it be that they have something to do with the shade of the earth, and they guessed the purpose of our trip in the first place? ”

Although the strong wind from the stuffy oil bottle materialized blocked many of the cattle, there were still many fish that slipped through the net, chirping and flying over. If this happens, I will have the last half of the shuttle ammunition left, and so many flying monkeys will be able to take the hand-to-hand combat test! And we can't move around in this flesh swamp, and it's a little more obvious. And I don't know how wide the stone path under my feet is, so if I step on it and fall out, it will be even more doomed.

I hurriedly asked the stuffy oil bottle, "Can you get me some more ammo to come out?" Or simply get rid of these swamps? ”

The stuffy bottle replied to me: "No, I am not familiar with the ammunition. You can't get rid of what really exists. ”

"Ah, how so? Then you can get us a pair of wings! It's always okay, right? ”

"But I can't get back what is materialized from people."

I said helplessly: "Oh, forget it, I don't want to go back and become a monster." But is it okay to go back? So you're not omnipotent here! ”

"Get behind me." The stuffy oil bottle turned around and pulled out a long black gold ancient knife, looking full of confidence. I stopped talking nonsense and tried to pull my legs step by step and walk over. By the time I walked behind the stuffy oil bottle and turned around to hold the black gold dagger, the big hairy monkeys that could fly had already flown above us.

When I looked closely, it turned out that not all the big hairy monkeys had grown wings, and each big monkey with wings still had a monkey without wings in their hands.

First they threw the big monkeys with no wings at us, and they jumped down one by one with their teeth and claws. "Damn, this is just the first wave of airstrikes!" I tightened the dagger in my hand, ready to pick up the leak.

The stuffy oil bottle had already matched the first one, and the black gold ancient knife in his hand slashed out, and the big monkey was cut down before it could land, and fell into the swamp not far away, contributing his fresh blood.

Immediately afterwards several large monkeys fell to the swamp and struggled forward, apparently not yet stepping on the stone path. The first one dodged the first blow of the stuffy oil bottle, but was still deprived of the ability to fight by the second blow, after all, these big hairy monkeys have not yet used to the feeling of being in the flesh swamp. At the same time, we are constantly backing down, hoping to slowly get out of the swampy area. Because those flying monkeys in the air also began to dive and attack after putting down their companions in their hands. In this way, the pressure increases instantly.

My black gold dagger was much heavier than the average dagger, and it was very uncomfortable to wield, some of it was relatively short, and it couldn't split the flying monkeys several times, and it was almost knocked off by their claws. I said to the bottle, "Can you give me another knife that is a little longer and lighter?" ”

But he replied to me, "No, I have only used an ancient knife and a black gold dagger." ”

Hear me dizzy, what is this? It's just that I can't use the treasure house, and I blame myself, can't I materialize something by myself?! Now I don't even have a chance to free up some detonators, so I can only desperately wield that short dagger, not to defeat the enemy but to protect myself!

In this way, I fought while walking, but I could be regarded as guarding the back of the stuffy oil bottle, and the task of destroying the opponent's power was all in the hands of the stuffy oil bottle, the long black gold ancient knife.

Luckily, there weren't a lot of hairy monkeys that had come down through the strong winds, and by the time I trudged all the way to the edge of the swamp, most of them had been wiped out, and the few that remained didn't dare to approach us anymore, just lingered in the distance.

The edge of this swamp pond is quite deep, and it is enough to go up to the height of a man, but fortunately the dirt slope is not difficult to climb. After making sure that there was no monkey attack around, we used our daggers as pickaxes and climbed ashore from the swamp and bloody mud. Looking at the traces of the blood line on the wall of the bloody swamp pool, you can imagine how deep this flesh pool is when it is full, and how many people's blood must be put into such a large area!

"Who the hell did this? Why?! It's just cruel! "I was disgusted with this pool of blood. Judging from the patterns on the bronze tree's body and the kind of Gu living mask, it is very likely that these things were done by Chi You, who is good at insect Gu techniques. Perhaps it was because he lost to Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor in the war, hoping to strengthen the power of the earth yin in this way and destroy the yang energy of Fuxi's acupoint, so that the feng shui of the land of China could be subverted, and the yin qi would cause chaos in the world.

In this way, his Chiyou clan will have a day when the salted fish will turn over and make a comeback! But once the page of this cruel history is turned over, it is doomed that it cannot be reversed! With our iron triangle cooperation, if you don't believe it, you won't be able to end it. I just hope that the fat man will use his yang energy to assist in suppressing next to Fuxi's sarcophagus, and there will be no problems, and I and the stuffy oil bottle must be done as soon as possible.

I walked along the shore for traces of the shade, but there was nothing in the space under the bronze tree near the swampy pool, which can also be said to be the place!

I thought of a very terrible conclusion, and I said to the stuffy oil bottle with wide eyes, "Do you think the earth shade is buried under this swamp of blood and mud?" That's going to be a lot of fun, so what's going on down there?! ”

Flask glanced at the center of the pool of blood and said to me, "No, I don't feel it. ”

I patted my chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, I hope you're right, I really don't want to get into this thousand-year-old human meat sauce!" Hey, that's it! "It's scary to think about.

We continued to walk around the shore and noticed that the swamp pool was actually a little inclined, so we searched in that direction at a faster pace. Finally, we found an outlet for a pool of blood at the lowest end, and a slender river leading into the mountain wall. A narrow gap is split above the river, and there is no road to walk, so in the past it was only by rock climbing.

The bottle nodded at me, and I began to unleash the climbing skills I had learned from Xiaohua, climbing up the rock wall and into the narrow gap. The stuffy oil bottle also climbed up the rock wall after me, ready to turn into the gap.

But at this moment, those big hairy monkeys who had been peeping at us for a long time also seemed to discover that it was impossible for them to fly over this terrain, and their wings could not be flapped at all. So they're going to stop us, or take advantage of us lying on all fours on the rock wall to kill us!

The flying monkey at the head has swooped down quickly towards us, and its posture and angle are almost doomed! The same is true for those who follow, it's simply a bunch of kamikazes!

The stuffy oil bottle calmly pulled out the black gold dagger in his waist and threw it with all his might.