In the early morning, the drizzle beats the leaves, bringing freshness and spirit to the tree.

Mountain village.

The blood stains at the entrance of the village were gradually washed away by the rain, so that the already black blood flowed into the ditch and creek with the rainwater to nourish the land.

The village was empty, unusually quiet, only the soft sound of raindrops hitting the bricks, as if yesterday's bustle and last night's hustle and bustle were just a dream without a trace, and in the open space outside the village, there was only mud and no survivors stationed here, and even the strange and solemn Black Crystal Castle had disappeared.

In the woods a few miles away from the mountain village, Wu Feng seemed to be a full-time father with a baby carrier hanging on his chest, which looked a little funny, and the strap was not a baby, but a small black back covered with black crystals.

This little thing is wearing black crystal gypsum all over its body, but its mental head is good, its little head is stretched out, looking at this strange environment curiously and vigilantly, as if as long as there is danger approaching, even if the bones are broken, it will rush out to protect its master, however, its innocent eyes did not see any enemies, only saw Wang Nan, Zhu Ling, Han Qi, Zhou Xiaojie, Meng Biao, Xiao Jiang, four big men and a few people with bags on their backs.

There is no danger, the little thing turns its head to look ahead, vigilant, the perception of danger, let it make a low "hmm" sound.

In the woods ahead, the branches of the trees were luxuriant, and the green water soaked the exposed thick roots and the black, rotten dead wood, and it could smell the disgusting stench from afar.

The rancid smell did not make it alert, what made it want to remind Wu Feng was that the green water was filled with a faint mist, and the danger came from the fog that made it uneasy, and even more from the plants soaked in water, those plants were very dense, and they seemed to be purple and red, but they were things that killed when touched.

Mist, poisonous miasma.

Although they were far away, Meng Biao, Han Qi and Zhou Xiaojie both felt dizzy and swollen, as if they were suffering from heat stroke.

Seeing this, Zhu Ling took out a few pills from his bag and handed them to everyone, saying, "It's raining today, and the sunlight can't dispel the poisonous miasma, so it's a little difficult to pass through this swamp!" ”

"Senior brother, today's weather is not suitable for passing through the miasma." Han Qi, who ate a detoxification pill, his complexion improved a little, but his eyebrows and eyes were wrinkled, no one had a clear sky yesterday, but today it ushered in this rainy day, if it was an ordinary rush, it was okay, not to mention that it was rainy, even a storm could not stop their footsteps, problem, ahead, it was the swamp of death.

Wu Feng was silent, quietly looking at the swamp full of poisonous miasma.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiang thought that Wu Feng was a little unwilling, and couldn't help but say: "Brother Feng, otherwise we will wait and see if it will rain and the sky will be clear." ”

Hearing this, Wu Feng shook his head slightly, his gaze still falling on the poisonous swamp, to be precise, a few lilac vines wrapped around the dead wood that fell in the swamp.

"No, we can walk through the swamp of death today!"

The firm voice came into everyone's ears, which surprised everyone, the swamp of death is not a joke, forcible break, not to mention a few of them, even if the army of 100,000 comes, there is no return, but in the eyes of everyone, Wu Feng is confident, as if he is not afraid of this swamp of death at all.

"Old man Wu, do you have any way?" Zhu Ling asked with doubts, in his opinion, although Wu Feng was ruthless, he was extremely responsible, and he would not joke with the lives of his friends and brothers.

"Yes!"

Wu Feng smiled slightly, took off the baby strap on his chest, and handed it to Zhu Ling, "Take a poison-avoiding pill and give it to me." ”

When Zhu Ling took the little black back, he took out a porcelain bottle with questions, "Don't take any chances!" ”

"Don't worry!"

He took out a poison-avoiding pill and put it in his mouth, his eyes fixed on the lilac vines wrapped around the dead wood.

Take a deep breath, hold your breath, adjust your internal strength and rush towards the swamp of death, before you enter the mist, you feel tightness in your chest and shortness of breath, your nose, eyes, and mouth are burning as if you are on fire, and your skin is even more red and swollen.

Surprised, Rao was prepared, and he never thought that he would underestimate this swamp.

However, there was no turning back when he opened the bow, his toes touched the ground, and his body jumped up like a roc.

When he jumped five or six meters, he toed a little bit of the trunk of a tree in the swamp, and with the help of his strength, his right foot bent slightly, and the force flew like a sharp arrow to the dead wood floating in the water.

Closer, closer.

The purple vines on the dead wood are Wu Feng's confidence through this swamp of death, the purple dragon vine, the mutated plant, but this purple dragon vine does not release poisonous gas like other mutant plants, but has the miraculous effect of antidote to all kinds of poisons.

At that time, I thought that I was going to die of poison, but I was lucky to meet a young man, and the young man did nothing, only stuffed a purple dragon vine into his Wu Feng's mouth, which was to expel the hemolytic toxin of the five-step snake from his body.

At this moment, when I saw this purple vine, I saw the hope of passing through the swamp of death.

Moreover, Wu Feng was sure that with the help of Zhu Ling, the first batch passed through the Swamp of Death, the first batch arrived at the Holy Martial Land, and the first batch entered the treasure house of the Holy Martial Arts.

With some joy and patience with the discomfort on his body, when he was about to fall into the water, he reached out to the vine on the dead wood, but as soon as his hand was stretched out, a small black snake opened its mouth and bit it.

The triangular head, the black snake scales, and the poisonous fangs that looked like barbs, Wu Feng sneered in his heart, if it was a few days ago, maybe it had no way, but now it can't cause any danger, before its fangs touch the palm, the hand instantly turned blood red, in vain, "bang", the blood gas exploded, the internal force was released, and the little snake flew out directly!

The feet fell into the water with a "pop", and the feeling of coldness came, and the feet stepped on like soft soil, fortunately, these green liquids were non-toxic, otherwise they would have cut off their feet.

Green water is not poisonous, but it cannot relax, because there are no more parasites in this water, and there are no known viruses that are invisible to the naked eye.

The hand directly grabbed the purple dragon vine on the dead wood, and with a strong pull, he actually directly brought up a huge rhizome as thick as the root of the tree.

Don't be surprised, the more purple dragon vines there are, the safer everyone is.

With a rush of internal force, the purple dragon vine with roots and leaves was pulled out of the swamp, and ran towards the outside of the swamp with all his might, staying for a second longer, it would be more dangerous, no, just ran out of the swamp poisonous miasma, the skin was painful and itchy, and if you look closely, the skin on the arm alone has dozens of red and swollen spots.

It hurts, itchy, it hits from all over the body, you can't scratch it, you can't touch it, endure the pain like this, look down at the purple dragon vine, you must, it must be useful......