On the top of the snow-capped mountains, the goose-feathered snow flutters.

One man and one dragon stay in the wind and snow.

Vitruvius spread out the golden scroll in his hand and slightly measured the position of the last five-colored poisonous flower with his fingers.

The five-colored, green, yellow, red, white and black, now only the last white flower has not been reached.

The location of the white poison flower is precisely in the drowning river.

In the elven world, Vitruvius didn't have a chance to find out the exact location of the Drowning River, not even his only source, Julie.

However, the task of the five-colored poisonous flower is only the transcendent period, and now that Vitruvius has a black dragon at the peak of the legendary period by his side, it is really easy to complete this kind of task.

Isn't the red poisonous agave of the Death Volcano easy to pick?

The biggest problem with the drowning river is that he doesn't know the location, but he has Teresa to travel, he only needs to follow the direction pointed by the golden map, look all the way, and let Teresa fly a little lower, fly slowly at low altitude and low speed, coupled with the detection effect of the golden scroll, it is just a matter of easy to find the last white poisonous flower.

……

Three days later.

Vitruvius rode the black dragon Teresa through the elven river.

The river here is particularly wide, but even more spectacular than the wide river is the trees, which are rooted directly in the river, their roots are so thick that they are arched like five fingers, the height of the roots alone is the size of a house, the trunk is tall and straight, the canopy is dense, and the trees are like shrunken trees of the world.

Teresa, a huge black dragon, flew from trunk to trunk like a bird shuttling through the branches.

The river is very wide, so the water of the river is very slow and the water level is not high, and when it passes through the air, it is not uncommon for one or two hidden miremons to appear and run wildly.

These mire monsters hiding in the river were all frightened by the dragon power of the black dragon Teresa, so they fled in a panic.

Vitruvius didn't feel the dragon power emanating from the black dragon Teresa at all, maybe she didn't target herself at all, or that humans were far less sensitive to dragon power than demonic beasts.

Judging from the map on the golden scroll, the location of the Drowning River should be in this area......

Nima ...... Akale's map is too rough, probably a radius of thousands of miles, or the drowning river itself, but this place is too wide, and it takes a little bit of searching to find the last five-colored poisonous flower.

Teresa swept across the river at a low altitude, and the air pressure of the flight stirred up layers of waves, which seemed to be flying extremely fast, but in fact, it was already Teresa's flight speed that Teresa had deliberately slowed down, Vitruvius held the golden scroll in his hand on the dragon's back, and opened the Eagle Eye Technique to observe carefully, hoping to find a very special place, because the place where the five-colored poisonous flower grows is a unique and unparalleled place in this world.

As Teresa swept low around a large tree, on the huge tree, a light and shadow flashed, and an elven archer appeared.

He watched as the black dragon Teresa disappeared from sight.

This is a hidden outpost set up by the elves, and this elven archer is naturally the sentinel of the elves.

The elven archer took out a note from his waist and wrote a row of strange data on it with a slender quill pen in the way of elven code words.

When he finished writing, the elven archer blew a whistle, and a fat, round green owl fell from the treetops and rested on the elven archer's shoulder.

The elven archer quickly rolled the note at the owl's feet and blew a whistle.

The green owl flew close to the canopy, and since the canopy of the big tree was also green, the green owl flew in the middle of it, which was almost indistinguishable from stealth.

……

Vitruvius and Teresa the Black Dragon traced upstream along the lower reaches of the great river at their feet.

About half a day later.

The river beneath their feet became narrower and narrower, and the water became more and more turbulent, and there were no more towering trees above the river.

The trees on both sides of the river are also getting shorter.

On their eastern side, a high mountain rises abruptly, majestic and majestic, like a barrier to the world.

Of course, the black dragon Teresa is naturally able to fly over this high mountain, but Vitruvius wants to look for the five-colored poisonous flower, so he can only fly at a low altitude of seven or eight meters above the river.

Suddenly.

A voice rang in Vitruvius's head.

"Knight, I've been here."

Vitruvius was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was Teresa, the black dragon under his crotch, who was communicating to him with mental power.

That's right, the black dragon is a powerful magical creature, how can it not use spiritual power to communicate.

It's a pity that Vitruvius can't respond with mental power, and as a desire warrior, what is in his mind cannot be exposed.

Once one of her spiritual powers is transmitted, the black dragon Teresa receives a majestic message in her mind, which will definitely make her look down on herself from now on.

Fortunately, Teresa the black dragon did not expect Vitruvius to answer her words, and she sent another message to herself:

"I came here more than a hundred years ago, and from here there was a narrow forest, with towering mountains to the east and cliffs to the west."

"Knight, I remember very well that there is a cave in this forest that leads to the underworld of my homeland."

"I was captured from the underworld by that terrible king of the golden dragon, and then climbed over this Hengduan Mountain Range, and was imprisoned in that underground cave, and lived in humiliation for more than a hundred years."

The black dragon Teresa passed the message here and said nothing.

Teresa, the black dragon, wanted to go home but she didn't want to leave herself behind, and Vitruvius felt her dilemma.

So Vitruvius patted the dragon head of the black dragon Teresa with a smile on his face, signaling that he was clear and reassured.

The black dragon Teresa responded with a melodious dragon groan.

Vitruvius could hear the dragon's roar with great trust.

A day later.

The golden scroll in Vitruvius's hand suddenly reacted.

Under Vitruvius' command, the black dragon Teresa hovered low at altitude.

Soon, they locked on, an island in the middle of the river.

The grass is green and there are no trees on the island.

To the left of the center of the island, at the golden section of the island, an elegant white lotus stands tall.

Vitruvius's brows furrowed, this white lotus was the last five-colored poisonous flower, Vitruvius instinctively felt that something was wrong, because in addition to the extremely rich green around the small island in the middle of the river, this place was too ordinary.

Teresa slowly landed on the small island in the middle of the river, the island was not big, Teresa stood on the island, and was able to cover almost the entire island.

Vitruvius jumped off the dragon's back and looked at the white lotus with a solemn expression.

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