Leng Shen's kung fu, Song Peng saw the hell flowers floating on the abyss, and the self inside suddenly changed from young to old, from tender to withered, and all turned into dry bones in an instant, and the frightened Song Peng shook his tongue and scolded: "it, grandma, it almost made Lao Tzu fall on the road." ”

It's not just Song Peng.

This is the sight in everyone's eyes.

The fat grandson of Fat Mao has a bad mouth, he is worried that he is like a German soldier, he didn't recruit anyone to provoke who hung here for no reason, and he didn't dare to move at all, with Sun Panzi angrily reprimanded, Fat Mao saw that the people in the flowers quickly grew old and withered, and he was in a trance for a moment.

Only then did Bao Yuan see the scene in front of him.

I really don't know how to describe it, there is a bottomless valley in front of me, 100 meters wide and infinitely long. There is no light source under the abyss but it is white, and there are hundreds of strange flowers the size of a flower garden floating on it, each flower has a self, who looks like whom, now all of them have become dry bones, and the people who look at it are cautiously panicked, Bao Yuanxin said: ", how did it float up?" ”

"What kind of flower is this?" Song Peng asked strangely.

"Mucuna pruriens!" Du Muqing said lightly: "This kind of flower is indeed planted by ruthless ghosts, and if you eat a little, you will not recognize your relatives." ”

"Yes, the seventh brother and the fourth brother said the same."

"Ninth Grandfather, have those foreign soldiers ever eaten Mucuna pruriens?"

"No, no, no, those foreign soldiers didn't eat, although I, the seventh brother and the fourth brother were ordered here to assist the foreign soldiers, but, ......"

Sun Panzi said that he couldn't come out here, back then, the three of them came here under the banner of assisting foreign soldiers, and Du Baichuan and Huang Qishu had their own thoughts when they entered here. Although these foreign soldiers ran to China's borders, the quality of the soldiers is not to be picked, and the officials will never do anything if they are not allowed to do anything, unlike the ** group of bandits, but, if you smack it carefully, it seems that it has been this beating for thousands of years.

"Ninth Grandpa, how are we going to get there?" In fact, Du Muqing wanted to ask if the main tomb was under the abyss.

"Walking past, of course." Sun Panzi's words didn't feel that there was anything inappropriate, and others couldn't listen to them.

"Walk over?" Bao Yuan looked bottomless below, and didn't know where to go, if he fell, he would either be crushed or paralyzed, and he wouldn't be able to keep a good end.

"Grandpa is teasing us again." Fat Mao guessed that there must be a way to get by, and then thought about the bizarre boulder in the cave, and deliberately provoked Sun Pan with words, so that he could try the law first.

Sun Panzi walked towards the abyss alone, Du Muqing thought that Sun Panzi didn't want this life, and hurriedly shouted: "Ninth Grandpa, what are you doing, will you ......" Before she finished speaking, Du Muqing covered her mouth in surprise, only to see Sun Panzi's whole person floating on the abyss, striding forward.

", that's going to work." Ping Sigui went crazy.

"I heard that people in some foreign cult organizations can fly, and it is said that they have the earth rejection factor in their bodies, so they can fly off the ground, is it possible that this abyss also has the earth rejection factor?" Song Pengjue's abyss must be inhabited by immortals, otherwise he wouldn't be able to fall down at first.

Smack.

Out of thin air, an arm-thick rattan was flailed.

Before Bao Yuan could react, the rattan had already rolled up the fat hair and hung it high on it.

Fat Mao struggled on it, he shouted at Sun Panzi: "Ninth Master, help, help, this tree has become a fine, is this tree spirit looking at the fat of the fat man, Lao Tzu doesn't want to be a fertilizer, help......" Fat Mao originally thought that Sun Panzi would fly like the hero described in the book, and the weapon in his waist waved at the tree spirit, and the tree spirit screamed a few times, and then collected this bullshit supernatural power.

Unexpectedly, Sun Panzi glared at Fatty Mao, pulled out the weapon in his waist and stabbed at Fatty Mao.

"Ninth Master, what are you doing, you will kill the fat master." Du Muqing screamed in fright,

"!" didn't wait for the fat hair to scold, only to see Sun Pan's weapon stabbing over, and the giant vine suddenly retracted, disappearing without a trace in an instant. The fat hair was planted in mid-air, fell to a horizontal position and never fell down again, floating on the abyss like a grandson's plate.

"Good granddaughter, aren't you going to come over?" When everyone was surprised, Sun Panzi shouted at them.

"Can't you fall down?" Song Peng was worried that the buoyancy of all the standing up was not enough.

"I can't drop it." Sun Panzi said lightly.

Ping Sigui closed his eyes and stepped forward, as soon as he stepped out, he felt the force, very similar to the feeling of a trampoline, he walked forward like Sun Panzi, but instead changed from fear to joy, happy twist. The biggest dream in her life is to immigrate to the big city, wearing clothes of different colors every day, and she never dreamed that Tangla Sacred Mountain was so mysterious.

Dokez no longer yearns for the big city in his heart, why do you want to go to the big city, is the big city so magical?

Airplanes need fuel in the sky.

You don't need anything to float here, and Dokoz is broken.

Du Muqing pulled Bao Yuan and walked forward, even if he fell, the two of them would be together. Du Muqing kept thinking about who was buried here, Du Bufang said to his descendants that the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan had a total of one hundred and eight artifacts, could it be that this is the tomb of the Yellow Emperor? Originally, I thought that a god was buried in Tanggula Mountain, but the legend that the god is immortal and immortal, how could it be buried here, or was it pressed here? She walked forward with a deep question.

Sun Panzi stopped at the entrance of the cave.

Ping Sigui pondered: "Du Baichuan and Huang Qi were really masters back then, they knew at first glance that this place could go, and when they first discovered this place, alas, it was still the previous people's history, and the people of the present world are not as good as them, and they are not as good as them!" "It's isolated but the air is mild, and there is no altitude sickness at the beginning, so it seems more appropriate to compare it to a paradise.

The sound of water next to the mouth of the cave became clearer.

Song Peng felt very happy when he left, took one step and three steps back, and had a lot of fun.

How could such a good opportunity fall fat hair, he was like a child, lying on his stomach, running, jumping, and lying down.

Bao Yuan walked to the entrance of the cave and was frightened, only to see a cyclops standing in the depths of the cave about four meters high, with a big head like a bucket, blue all over his body, and a rhino horn on his forehead, motionless. Bao Yuan immediately held his breath, and suddenly such a big thing came out, it was a fucking bluff.

"What the fuck is this?" Ping Sigui also saw it.

"Master Bao, don't take out the leather scroll, that thing beckons monsters, Lao Tzu is very suspicious that you downloaded it in "World of Warcraft", and you can recruit monsters wherever you go?" Fat Mao was really frightened when he saw the one-eyed monster, and said in his heart, "Did the tree spirit just now change it?" ”

"Ninth Master, is this thing dead or alive?" Song Peng asked.

"Alive!"

"Be quiet." Bao Yuan made a silent gesture, in case he woke up the monster and pounced, all of them were finished.

"Good granddaughter, do you know what that thing is?"

"When the hell is it, I still have the heart to study, hurry up and find a way, if you can't get by, you can withdraw, don't waste time, I don't want to leave my life here." Fat Mao looked at the weakness of his heart, and thought: "I have my damn head on the belt, and I still have the mind to study, I can do it, and I can't go back and continue to be angry, alas, God, at first glance, the fucking food is not delicious!" He stepped back unconsciously as he spoke, indeed, except for Du Muqing, no one else could compare to his fat body.

Bao Yuan hurriedly asked Du Muqing what kind of monster was standing in the cave, Du Muqing couldn't think of it in a hurry, anyway, it didn't hurt people for the time being.

There is a fierce ideological struggle going on in everyone's mind.

The strange man suddenly opened his big mouth, and his tongue slowly stretched out in a circle in his mouth, and the bell shook open, and the sound was like copper and iron.

A single tongue is more than two meters long.

Fat Mao began to complain that he lacked heart, and he should have touched the corpse of Hawksbill Peak in advance to see if there were any melon grenades, and brought dozens of hundreds, not to mention throwing two bombs at the monster first. At the moment, there is nothing but a hammer in Dochoz's hand, oh, and half a bag of cow dung. Fat Mao hated that he should ask Sang Jia for urea, urea in a pot heated and stir-fried, and lime in a bottle can be used as explosives.

"Run, what are you waiting for!" Song Peng slapped the fat shoulder, pulled it back and ran back.