Even in the water, there is a slight block from the resistance of the current, and Fang Chen's head is dazed when he falls.

But now the situation did not allow him to be confused, and the mist on the opposite side pushed with the current, stopped his legs, and spread down his upper body.

Thinking of the power of the mist just now, Fang Chen didn't dare to slow down for a moment, and slowly pumped his legs out along the trend of the mist.

Speaking of it, the mist is also quite godly, and it was like hitting a steel ring when I pulled my leg just now, but now as long as I am careful to avoid it, there is nothing wrong with it.

Fang Chen pulled his legs out of the mist and slowly got up from the ground.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that if someone stands next to him, he will definitely scold a psychopath.

Because in reality, whether it is around Fang Chen or Qinghong, there is nothing.

Mist, undercurrents, nothing, just patches of mussels around them that don't stretch their breath.

Fang Chen forgot that this mussel's best skill was hallucination.

However, it was also the mussel that made him let his guard down, the atmosphere was so good when it first fell, that he ignored the changes in the surrounding environment, and of course, the changes in the mussels also started when Qinghong began to devour them.

Fang Chen cautiously retracted his legs in the blank, raised his feet, tossed for a long time, and took two steps.

As soon as he stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Chen heard a sound not far away, and when he looked up with the sound, he saw a large cloud of white mist floating not far away.

And in this white mist, there seems to be something desperately plopping.

Fang Chen looked at the mist that was constantly floating around him, didn't want to meddle with things, and turned around to leave.

But the moment he looked down, he saw the blue butterfly wings flashing through the mist.

Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and touched the back of his ear, Qinghong was not there.

Looking at the tossing and boiling mist, Fang Chen gritted his teeth and walked around.

Because he had experienced the strength of this mist just now, after Fang Chen walked over, he didn't stupidly try to beat it with his hand again, but gathered a whirlpool in his palm and pushed it up tentatively.

It works!

Fang Chen's eyes widened in surprise.

The most powerful thing about this mussel is that it can make the psychedelic person feel physical pain, rather than relying solely on fictional scenes.

But it is not omnipotent, or I didn't think that if the psychedelic uses an external force, the effect of the psychedelic will not be affected, and now, Fang Chen is drilling this Confucius.

The mist was pushed away with running water, revealing Qinghong who was struggling violently inside.

It's just that Qinghong's state made Fang Chen's face pale.

Qing Hong didn't know when it had returned to its normal size, his eyes were closed, the four pairs of wings behind him were flapping desperately, and the sharp claws under his body kept scratching his chest and abdomen.

Under normal size, Qinghong's claws were sharper than steel knives, and even though it was covered by scale armor on its waist and abdomen, it was still scratched by its own claws in a few clicks.

There were also wings that collided with the white mist that enveloped it, and the edges of the wings were shattered and bloody.

Fang Chen hurriedly rushed up, trying to pull Qing Hong out of the encirclement.

It's just that as soon as he got in front of Qinghong, he saw that the steel claws that were scratching himself just now had reached the top of his head.

Fang Chen's reaction was not in a hurry, and in a hurry, he directly loosened his waist pole, raised his head and fell back.

Barely before he could hit the ground when the steel claws ripped off his belt with the sound of breaking water.

Fang Chen looked at Qing Hong, who looked like crazy, except for shouting its name loudly, he could only push the surrounding undercurrent away the mist that kept leaning around it.