"This is already a forbidden area for ordinary people, and without the special secret medicine of Palosha's predecessors, it is impossible to enter the depths of the mountain range alone. The white-clothed leader explained in a low voice, "All the areas ahead are covered with a poisonous gas of unknown composition, and those who do not have the secret medicine will festered all over their bodies and die. He glanced at Garon, "Of course, Mr. Garon's physique is not necessarily. ”

Garon and the others didn't care, Garon himself acquiesced, as the general of the Nantian Holy Fist, he was also one of them, and this time he came over with a little bit of the meaning of communicating with the martial arts.

It's just that at their level, no matter who wins or loses, the impact will be huge. Therefore, the master of the Nantian Holy Fist Sect took Garon and the others out in advance and went to the depths of Skylark Mountain, just to avoid and reduce this influence as much as possible.

Sneaking into the mountain range in advance may not be able to hide from everyone, but at least most people don't know about it, and then the poisonous gas area is isolated, and the purpose of hiding more people is once again achieved.

The battle between Garon and the White Bird Holy Fist has long been listed as the top secret in the gate, and except for the few sect master elders who led the team, the rest of the people are not allowed to watch the battle.

Garon only brought Leo and Cynthia Jack with him. Cynthia Jack had no worries, and he couldn't understand martial arts at the martial artist level, but it didn't have any effect. And Leo was specially brought by Garon in order to train himself to be a real right-hand man.

After briefly explaining some precautions, the man in white continued to take the lead in the depths of Skylark Mountain. The group of them set off at three o'clock last night, and now they have just entered the depths of Skylark Mountain. There is still a long way to go from the Lark Mountain Waterfall.

On the way on. A pale green smoky mist gradually appeared in the air. Most of them are on the surface of the lake, and some of them are scattered among the trees, like strands of translucent silk floating in the air.

The Garons held the vial tightly under their noses. The pale grass scent blocks out all external gases.

Even so, Cynthia and Jack felt their skin itch all over their bodies, and both of them became a little nervous with fear.

Garon frowned, and suddenly his right hand reached forward and pinched a thin green thread with a snap.

The green line shot out from the forest on the left and struck the neck of a woman in white in front of her.

Sizzle

The thread twisted and twisted in Garon's hand, making a snake-like sound.

It was only then that the Men in White and Cynthia and the others noticed this strange creature that was hidden and abnormal.

It's like a green wire. There is no head or tail, just a green thread, constantly twisting and winding. I don't know where the sound came from.

If it didn't move, no one would think it was a living thing.

"Green nematode!!" the face of the man in white who took the lead changed, "Kailin, did you bring in any iron products!!" He immediately looked at the woman in white who was attacked with a stern gaze.

"I just wore a blue iron ring, which was a birthday present from my son. The woman in white, Kailin, said with some hesitation.

"Blue Iron Ring, I think you really don't want to live!" said the white-clothed leader angrily, "Take it out and throw it away! Do you know that if it weren't for Mr. Garon, you would have died! Not strong enough to carry the Iron Ring. You're really impatient, aren't you?"

"I'm sorry," Kailin immediately hurriedly took the blue iron ring from her hand and threw it far away towards the woods.

Soon, a large number of blue lines in the woods swooped down on the ring fiercely, quickly wrapping it into a fist-sized ball of green thread, which was still wriggling and twisting.

Everyone was a little creepy.

Garon frowned and looked at the green thread wrapped around his finger, like a thin green wire, which felt very hard.

He reached over with his other hand and grabbed the green nematode and tugged at it gently. It's not a sturdy one.

And this green nematode is actually still piercing the skin on both sides of the thread. Seems to want to get into the veins of Garon's hand. The drill points it chooses are all where the Galleon cyan blood vessels are located.

Ding!

The sound of tiny needle tips piercing the metal surface kept ringing, and the people around me were horrified.

Especially a couple of people in white. Not at the green nematode, but at Garon.

They are all very aware of the strength and horror of the green nematode, this strange insect has a very high body strength, and the liliang is also very strong, with a sharp tip, such a puncture can pierce even a steel plate with thick nails.

But in the face of Garon's skin, it just made such a weird impact sound.

Watching the green nematode attack Garon again and again in vain, several people in white felt that their teeth were a little sore.

"This worm," Garon frowned, "Leo, Cynthea, Jack." You must be careful not to be attacked by them, and all the iron products on your bodies have been cleaned, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Not a single one remained. ”

Leo nodded affirmatively.

"I'll kill them as soon as they pounce. He wore a thick, black matte glove on his hands.

"Be careful. This bug is a bit of a hassle. Garon's brow furrowed even deeper.

He grabbed the ends of the green nematode with both hands and tugged at it gently.

Boom!!

With a subtle cracking sound, the green nematode was suddenly pulled in two.

But the strange thing is that the two green nematodes are still twisting and wriggling, and they don't seem to be affected at all. They also split into two instances, attacking the blood vessels of Garon's hands.

"It's a tenacious vitality. Garon's palms were clasped together, like a grinding disc spinning, and with a few hisses, the green nematodes were ground into green powder, which spilled out of the palms of his hands.

"Mr. Garon, there are some minor troubles ahead. Please be careful with both you and your friends. The man in white in the lead reminded cautiously.

The woman in white, named Kailin, was ordered to go back and leave.

The rest of the group continued on their way.

Soon, Garon's group saw some more troublesome creatures one after another.

A black spider the size of a basin. The white carp by the lake, full of fangs, staring greedily at everyone. Black ants the size of an egg in a bush.

All kinds of exaggerated and terrifying insect creatures continue to appear in front of everyone.

Cynthia and Jack had long been nervous from being scared. Be vigilant at all times.

Even the boxing champion Leo had a numb scalp, and a faint aura was released, trying to deter some creatures from approaching. Once these poisonous insects are close to him. Even if he is a martial artist, he is expected to be in big trouble.

Only Garon, although he was amazed in his heart, his face did not move, and he still calmly followed the man in white forward.

The clothes issued by the people in white are specially made to prevent the attacks of many poisonous insects. Garon didn't completely cover his whole body with such clothes, so from time to time some weird flying insects would pounce on him.

But all new to his skin. was paralyzed and bounced off naturally. When it falls to the ground, it is already dead.

to the level of Garon. Just the terrifying anti-shock force of the body's hard qigong can directly deal with these poisonous insects.

For him, as long as he doesn't break the defense, there is no threat.

Now him. The spirit and spirit are one. It is constantly working to nourish the body, and even the fragile internal organs are constantly being strengthened.

The group walked from morning to noon, ate some jerky bread and meat they had brought with them, and continued on their way. It wasn't until the afternoon that the rumbling of the water gradually became louder ahead.

The further you go, the louder and louder the rumble gets.

After a few turns, very quickly. The crowd came to the side of the fracture of the lake.

The lake on the right is tumbling down from the height of the cliff. A large white waterfall with a diameter of more than 30 meters was formed, and it smashed into the pale green pool at the bottom.

The group followed the forest path to the left of the waterfall and soon came to a large white rock on the edge of the waterhole.

The waterfall is like a white cloth tens of meters high, hanging on the black cliff, and in front of the oval pale green pool below, a short old man dressed in white is sitting on a rock with a fishing rod and fishing.

The old man sat there motionless, only the fishing rod was slightly moved from time to time with the turbulence of the water.

Garon followed the man in white to the old man and stood still. His eyesight was amazing, and he could vaguely see large insects swimming in the waterhole.

The bug resembles an enlarged version of the loquat, with eight small short legs and a hard shell on its back. The bodies are round, each one the size of a washbasin.

The old man heard the voice behind him, gently lowered the fishing rod, pressed it with a large stone, and then got up and turned around.

"It's been a long time since you've been here, little Bundy, and you've grown so big in a blink of an eye. He looked at the man in white who was taking the lead.

"It's all grandpa's care. The man in white who took the lead looked like a junior and bowed his head and replied.

"You brought outsiders here?" the old man's gaze suddenly fell on the four Garons, and his gaze froze. Eyes instantly focused on Garon and Leo. "They're from our door too?"

Garon frowned. This old man is estimated to have lived in seclusion in the mountains for too long, caring about nothing from the outside world, knowing nothing, and completely isolated from the world. I don't even know what they came for.

"White Bird Holy Fist Palosha senior?" he asked directly. "My name is Garon. ”

The old man was slightly stunned. "It's been a long time since anyone called me by that straight name. He smiled, "What's the matter with you? Judging by your age, it shouldn't be an ordinary background to be able to achieve such a spirit?"

"I'm here to ask my seniors about martial arts. Garon stepped forward and stood at the front of everyone.

The man in white consciously stepped back, and at the same time motioned for the others to step back as well, leaving room for the two of them.

Garon stood with his hands in his hands.

"I've fought Amsara twice, and he has a lot of respect for you, believing that you are the best martial artist of our time, representing the pinnacle of martial arts! ”

"Dark Sharo?" Palosha's wrinkled face revealed a hint of memory. "That's a very powerful genius, he was very conceited back then, and I never had a good relationship with him, I didn't expect him to say this about me as an old man. It's unexpected. ”

He came back to his senses, his gaze fell on Garon's hands, and he shook his head slightly.

"It's a pity, I already blocked my fist a year ago, you go, I won't do anything with you. (To be continued......)