"Trash fish, trash fish!" Shi Mama kept yelling on the ground, telling Zhang Ming to stop spending any more time entangled with this white-haired monster.

Zhang Ming jumped onto a big tree, gasping for breath, the green tendons on his forehead jumped, and his whole soul was almost destroyed by the word "miscellaneous fish"!

He has worked hard for so long, the battle is hot, and he is only entangled with miscellaneous fish?

Soon, Zhang Ming realized that what he was fighting against was indeed a miscellaneous fish, because ...... A few smaller white-haired monsters limped out of the valley!

Principal ...... It's still in the middle of the valley!

"Ahh The old white turtle screamed loudly, his face a little solemn.

At the same time, he waved his forelimbs and nu his eyes.

It means that he should Zhang Ming, and quickly take Shi Mama to the center of the island to carry out the plan, and a group of turtles will contain this group of white-haired trash fish and cover for him.

"That's all it can be."

The footsteps of "dong dong dong" sounded, and several larger turtles shrank their heads and launched another charge under the command of Lao Bai.

These giant tortoises are huge, and they charge like a speeding train.

There were a few loud "booms", and the turtle shell of several stories high hit the white-haired monster, and the sparks flew everywhere, and the yellow sand and dust-like spores were all over the sky, and they fell one after another, landing on the turtle shell.

Even if the white-haired monster is huge in size and infinitely powerful, it will be overturned for a while.

The old white turtle had a hideous face, and used his mental power to control the ten-ton wreckage on the plane and smash it viciously on the other party.

There was a loud "pop", the wreckage of the plane completely fell apart, and sparks flew everywhere.

"If you can't beat it, flee to the sea! Don't fight them! ”

Zhang Ming didn't know how long the turtles could hold out, so under the cover of this giant turtle death squad, he quickly jumped down from the tree, picked up Shi Mama and rushed towards the center of the island!

In the midst of the gallop, Zhang Ming ran wildly, facing the whistling sea breeze, and ran 10 kilometers away without taking a breath.

The dense jungle is silent, as if it has turned into a dead place in one night's work.

The only thing I could hear was the sound of breathing and the sea breeze.

The spore forest that was originally entrenched in the inner ring of the island was expanding rapidly, and even Zhang Ming's iron house was almost covered by this layer of spores.

A hot tingling sensation penetrated deep into the bone marrow from the skin, and more and more spores parasitized on his skin wisdom, Zhang Ming could only run the "toxin resistance" with all his strength to resist the invasion of this tingling sensation.

Further ahead is the mysterious valley where hundreds of meters tall buildings sit, and a red blood covers the surface of the building, showing the spiritual fluctuations of "escape", which is the last trace left in the life of the great sage of the Yanjiao clan.

The dense colonies smell the breath of life, and slowly squirm, if the flowers on the other side are in full bloom, confusing people's minds.

In the past disaster, countless Yanjiao people rushed into this mushroom forest and turned into essence blood.

"My meat must be delicious."

"It's better to eat myself directly!"

The obscure and condensed whispers were like bloodthirsty leeches, eroding Zhang Ming's consciousness.

But the moment these distracting thoughts were generated, a series of silver flashes "boomed" to disperse all kinds of chaotic distractions.

"No wonder lightning control is a spiritual ability...... It really works on the mental ......"

Zhang Ming came back to his senses and shook his head heavily.

"What will I do when I get to that valley, and throw you over?"

“&@@￥……&#……#？” Shi Mama uttered a complex spiritual language.

Roughly speaking, it means: (These things were formed by the evil thoughts after Xuanwu's death.) ）

(Just go into that building, place it on top of that "little tree", and you're done.) ）

"Evil thoughts pollute ......"

Zhang Ming took a deep breath, and the ice spear swiped forward slightly, and a large number of colonies were cut off, and the fishy juice and the silver-white electricity flew in parallel, mixed with a scorching smell.

Occasionally, there are skeletons that resemble the corpses of the Flamehorns, struggling out of the dirt to eat people.

But they have been dead for a long time, their bones are brittle, even if they are contaminated by Xuanwu's evil thoughts, they can't become a big climate, and they are cut in half by Zhang Ming's spear.

Heading into the mushroom forest, the crooked trees, the various colonies, and the smelly and rotting little monster almost drowning him, the whole scene had a dense sense of fear of being invincible.

The closer he got to that big building, the more Zhang Ming felt a sense of mental madness.

If it weren't for the sound of thunder ringing in his head from time to time, Zhang Ming would have gone crazy and fell into this obscure and dark canyon.

"Shimama, the tree...... Are you sure the tree is in there? ”

Shi Mama repeated a strange spiritual language, as if he was repeating it, a certain Yanjiao man, before he died, sighed with grief.

(They can't take it!) They can only steal the origin of the world, how can they take the whole world?! ）

(The ground beneath our feet is our world...... What have we believed for so long? ）

The eternal history echoes in Zhang Ming's ears.

"I can't care so much, after seeing that tree, throw it away, and I have to escape!"

"I'm a little ...... I can't hold it anymore! ”

The hallucinations in his mind became stronger and stronger, as if a pale and invisible palm grew out of the ground and grabbed Zhang Ming's clothes.

Even if he knew that these were spiritual hallucinations, he also had the heart fire and thunder and lightning to dispel the illusions.

But ants bite elephants to death, and there are too many colonies.

What's more, he doesn't have the size of an elephant, he's just an ordinary human who has just broken through the "human limit......

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Ming finally used his spear to cut a bloody path in the spore jungle, and the qi and blood almost boiled to the front of the giant building.

[Spirit: 455/1061] (Kill, kill, kill, terrifying Homo erectus in the face of unimaginably strong enemies, kill red-eyed!) Kill them all! ）

Zhang Ming didn't lose his mind, just gritted his teeth and carefully pushed open the thick and simple bronze door.

A thick layer of dust greeted him, and he seemed to witness the long history, thousands of years of time, as if in an instant, the village became a country, the clay became a stone slab, and the civilization became dust.

Strangely, there were no imagined mountains of corpses and fires in the hall, and there were no strange creatures such as flesh ball tentacles.

On the contrary, it appeared very clean, and there was not a single corpse.

Not even a single mushroom spores!

Zhang Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the more abnormal the situation, the more it showed that this place was extremely dangerous.

"Extraordinary vision!"

His eyes glowed slightly, greatly increasing his perception.

In the very center of the hall, about fifty meters away, there was a sick little tree, which was indeed withered, but it stood up to the sky and the earth, exuding a faint sense of intimacy.

This strange sense of contradiction has been seen in Shi Mama's spirit language illusion.

The Yanjiao people called it the "Source of the World", and Zhang Ming thought that it might be something like Gaia consciousness, but it was called differently.

But then, Zhang Ming's eyes increased suddenly, because he found ......

He's blind!

A cold like ink enveloped him!

The darkness was so thick that even if the sun was still hanging in the sky, he couldn't see his fingers in the blink of an eye, and even if he used his "extraordinary vision", he couldn't penetrate this deep darkness.

Although "Extraordinary Vision" has not been merged into an innate ability, it is one of the superpowers no matter what, and now it has completely lost its effect.

In this case, no matter how bold Lao Zhang is, he also has a thick layer of goosebumps all over his body.

Then, Zhang Ming found that he had lost control of his body, as if something had pressed his shoulder.

The icy power came from his back, and he couldn't move.

"It's more likely that I was subjected to a mental attack and forcibly deprived of my vision, which should be an illusion." Zhang Ming hardened his head and tried hard to make himself angry.

The thunder in his mind flickered wildly.

Finally, Lao Zhang recalled the most infuriating thing, the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, and he yelled: "Why the rescue team hasn't come yet!" Grass mud horse! ”

The silver-white thunder light turned purple gold at this moment!

There was a soft "boom", and the darkness in front of him was pierced by purple thunder.

Zhang Ming regained the control authority of his body, took a step back, exited the quaint bronze door, and breathed heavily, the sweat on his forehead was low.

The difference in the strength levels between the two sides was so great that he didn't even know where this enemy was.

It's just that this powerful existence is devouring another thing, and it can't pull away for the time being.

Otherwise, he would have been dead from that attack just now.

"Hey, Shi Mama, is that the little tree, the one directly across the door?"

Zhang Ming felt that the invisible malice was staring at him, and he didn't dare to use the "Extraordinary Vision" again.

The black stone in his hand was hot and hot, and it seemed to be accumulating violent energy.

"Hey, Shi Mama, reply to me...... I can't stand the pressure here, stay here any longer, I'll die. ”

"I'll throw you over and you'll be done, right?"

Shi Mama shook slightly, and seemed to agree.

Zhang Ming took a deep breath, concentrated all his attention, and threw it gently in the direction of the small tree.

The black stone made an arc and fell near the small tree with a "click".

Zhang Ming heard the stone "gurgling" again, and the sound was very crisp.

"I'm gone, it's up to you."

He didn't dare to look inside, and took a few steps back, exiting the huge building.

Then, Zhang Ming heard a unimaginably vast spiritual language, and issued a proclamation in all directions!

"The North Pole, Xuanwu, has a lifespan of 1,210,431 years, and he has become a life character with Xuanwu breathing technique. Worshiped by the Yanjiao clan ten thousand years ago, this year's longevity has ended, and he wants to play with the sky and prove the realm of the gods! ”

(End of chapter)