The closer Nangong Xiao got to the place where the spirit grass was, the more surprised he felt, he walked more than ten zhang and didn't find the figure of the spirit grass, because the further he went, the heavier the fog became, and finally he could only see the white expanse around him, and the temperature also dropped a lot.

He walked forward for more than 30 zhang, but he was stepping on the snow. You must know that although it is not yet summer, there is no trace of snow in the mountains. What kind of spirit grass is this? It can affect a certain range of temperatures. I'm afraid that the demon beast that guards it is not simple. Nangong Xiao couldn't help frowning, and thought secretly.

After taking a dozen or so steps, my eyes suddenly opened up, but the snow was all around, and the temperature was much lower than in the fog. Even though Nangong Xiao's body was much stronger than ordinary people, he couldn't help but shiver when he froze. His eyes swept upward, and five feet away, a spirit grass came into view. Nangong Xiao couldn't help but be stunned, even though he had read countless flowers and plants as an explorer before, he had never seen such a strange and attractive flower.

It is said that it is a flower, its petals and blooming shapes resemble lotus non-lotus, like chrysanthemum non-chrysanthemum, and the most rare thing is that there is a white fruit in the center of the flower, which completely subverts the law of flower and fruit knot. Looking down, there are three leaves in the place closest to the flower, three branches and six leaves in the lower layer, and three branches and nine leaves in the last layer.

It is actually the number of three hundred and sixty-nine heavens and the earth. Nangong Xiao only realized that the spirit grass was white and slightly transparent. It gives the impression that it is not a plant or tree, but a work carefully carved from a peerless jade.

In addition, there is a trace of white mist floating out of the surface of the spirit grass from time to time, and it will be scattered in the air after a little surrounding, which adds a sense of mystery to this spirit grass.

After Nangong Xiao lost his mind, he immediately became vigilant, slowly approached a big tree next to him, squatted down and hidden. Then he carefully let go of his senses, examining every inch of his surroundings, and to his surprise, he found nothing. Nangong Xiao couldn't rest assured, he scanned it a few times with his divine sense again, and at the same time checked it with his spiritual eye technique, and indeed there were no other spiritual energy fluctuations except for the spirit grass.

Is it really my luck? It just so happens that there are no monsters found here, or the monsters have gone out for some reason, so they are not there now. Nangong Xiao pinched his chin and thought about it. But he thought about it, and couldn't find any reason to convince him. However, since the spirit grass is in front of you, there is no reason not to take it. You can't scare yourself.

But for the sake of insurance, Nangong Xiao still decided to throw stones and ask for directions first. He climbed to a higher place along the ancient tree, took out two flying knives from the weapon shop from his arms, and pinched one between the four fingers of his hands, and flicked his fingers violently, and the two flying knives were submerged in the snow on both sides of the spirit grass, and there was nothing unusual around. Then he took out the spike and shot it around the spirit grass in the same way. But nothing out of the ordinary. Nangong Xiao was completely relieved, jumped off the tree, took out the medicine hoe from the bamboo basket, and prepared to take out the spirit grass.

But just when he was only a zhang away from the spirit grass, a mutation protruded. He only felt a strong wind coming, and before he could react, the whole person was directly slapped out from the right. Nangong Xiao felt suffocated in his breath, and just wanted to open his mouth to breathe, but with a bang, his back hit the trunk of the tree, and he couldn't take a breath, which made him almost faint.

When Nangong Xiao lifted his head from the snow with difficulty, he saw a demon beast squatting next to the spirit grass. There is no doubt that this time it is indeed a demon beast, even if he doesn't use the spirit eye technique, a spiritual pressure that weighs his whole body a little out of breath has already told him that this demon beast can crush him to death with a single finger, which is much stronger than Qin Suxin's half-ass.

What made him even more depressed was that this demon beast was a more deformed demon bear, similar in size to an ordinary bear, but the forelimbs were excessively long, almost the same as his own body length. The nose is large and the eyes are small, and the fur on the body is yellow and white. Now with his eyes closed, he could also think that this demon bear must be hiding in the snow and ambushing itself.

It is embarrassing to be ambushed twice in a row by two bears with almost the same technique, and they both successfully deceived themselves. "Over the years, I have really regressed more and more. If you die like this, it's a bit of a nest. Nangong Xiao looked at the demon bear and said with a wry smile.

The demon bear also looked at him at this time, but its small eyes showed a very anthropomorphic look: funny, happy, curious, disdainful. This is the way the hunter looks at his prey.

I saw that as soon as its forelimbs were raised, it suddenly crossed three zhang away and stopped in front of Nangong Xiao.

Nangong Xiao secretly sighed, even if this demon bear didn't ambush him, he couldn't beat it at this speed. This bear's body shape is obviously not known for its speed, it seems that the realm is high enough to run a certain level, and the snail may be faster than the rabbit.

The demon bear took him back to his original place, stretched out his two paws and rolled Nangong Xiao around, as if he had got a good toy, and he looked very happy. However, as a toy, he didn't feel fun at all, while enduring the mental humiliation, his originally broken ribs were now completely misplaced, some sections were inserted into the flesh, and some were inserted into the organs, which hurt so much that Nangong Xiao wanted to live and die.

After shooting back and forth dozens of times like this, the demon bear was also tired, and licked his crimson tongue, revealing Sensen's fangs. Seeing this, Nangong Xiao understood that it wanted to eat himself, and his heart was so heartbroken at the moment that he hated it, even if he really wanted to die, it would not make you comfortable, and he wanted you to know that your Nangong grandfather's meat was not so delicious! Even if Lao Tzu dies, he won't let you live well!

At this time, the demon bear opened his mouth and bit down violently, as if he was going to bite Nangong Xiao in two sections, but his upper teeth touched his lower teeth and bit in the air. The demon bear was at a loss for a moment, and looked around blankly with a low roar.

I heard a crackling thunder, and a figure flashed behind the demon bear. The demon bear was startled, but before it could turn around, it suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back door, and a sharp weapon pierced into its body, and then felt that there were countless arcs of electricity that shattered its internal organs and scorched it, and it wanted to scream, but its throat was paralyzed and couldn't make a sound, and it only whimpered twice and collapsed limply.

And a figure was revealed behind, with snow-white shiny hair with blue arcs emerging from time to time, sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, and a straight nose and mouth, which was the image of the thunder god that Nangong Xiao transformed in the stone cave that day. Suddenly, his face darkened, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. The body withered, and then changed back to its original form. At the same time, countless cuts erupted all over the body, and blood instantly stained the snow.

Nangong Xiao fell to the ground, secretly laughing at himself in his heart, he was really finished now. Just now, in order to make the most of the form of the thunder god together, he used the unique thunder step to go around the back of the demon bear, pulled out the slender evil knife and stabbed it into the back door of the demon bear, and finally used the thunder and lightning to enter its body and kill it.

If only his previous demigod body would be enough, he could withstand the powerful power of Thor. However, it is good that this body can hold on for a breath, not to mention that he is seriously injured, although the time of use is extremely short, but the body has reached the verge of collapse, and death is imminent.

I didn't expect that my path of cultivating immortals had only come to an end at the beginning, and it seemed that it was the will of God. Nangong Xiao slowly closed his eyes.

It's a pity that the disaster is not a one-way street, it may be that God sees that Nangong Xiao is about to die, and wants to give him some unhappiness. The evil knife took advantage of Nangong Xiao's exhaustion to invade his body, and the power of the evil knife made Nangong Xiao's eyes open again, but his eyes were full of all kinds of faces, distress, ridicule, resentment, grievance, rage, sadness, and indifference.

It made him cry and laugh, shout and be silent. His brain was in chaos, his headache was splitting, he should have died, but under the power of the evil knife, he couldn't die for a long time. However, Nangong Xiao didn't mean to thank the evil knife at all.

He is now mentally and mentally collapsed to the point that he can't collapse, and he just wants to die quickly, but he can't die even if he wants to. I can only drive my immobile body to roll back and forth in order to reduce some pain.

Unconsciously, he rolled in front of the spirit grass, inhaled a trace of white mist into his nose, and his mind suddenly cleared. Nangong Xiao looked at the white grass in front of him, and he really didn't know what it was like, it was because of it that he had this end, so he tasted what this spirit grass tasted before he died. Thinking so, he took advantage of this moment of clarity, reached out and uprooted the spirit grass, chewed and swallowed, and swallowed it without leaving it into his stomach.