Fang Cun frowned, but this slight movement pulled the frostbite on his forehead, making him snort softly. 23us. fastest

"Damn, what the hell is this wind and snow, even the green fire spiritual power absorbed and refined by using the 'Haotian Blue Fire Sutra' can't be suppressed. ”

Fang Cun's hands and facial frostbite contained some kind of ice poison, he had used the 'Haotian Blue Fire Sutra' to get rid of this kind of ice poison, but I don't know if the spiritual power was suppressed or because the poison was too powerful, the green fire spiritual power could not get rid of this poison, and he did not have any elixir to treat frostbite.

In desperation, he could only grit his teeth and move forward, but fortunately, the spiritual power in his body could still suppress this poison, so he followed the instructions of the little mouse before and went all the way, and finally reached the entrance of the tenth layer of the world.

There was a boiling pool on top of an iceberg? How could he believe that this was the entrance he was looking for?

Fang Cun took a deep breath, untied the spirit beast bag from his waist, his eyes showed a look of guilt, and he stretched out his hand a little, and the little mouse in the spirit beast bag was summoned.

The little mouse was wrapped in spiritual light and slowly landed on his hands.

The little mouse was in the eighth layer of the world, because he was injured a lot because of saving him, the little mouse was lying in his hands, his eyes were slightly closed, his body was shaking slightly, the hair on his body was a little dry, he looked sluggish, and his breath was extremely weak.

It can be seen that in its abdomen, there is a wound that almost cuts it open, although the wound has stopped bleeding, it still has not completely healed, and around the wound, there is a black gas swirling around it.

Fang Cun showed a look of guilt on his face, stroked the little mouse's head, and called softly: "Brother Mouse, Brother Mouse, are you better?"

The little mouse's nose moved, and its eyes opened slightly.

"Is the entrance to the tenth layer world in the waterhole?" Fang Cun's eyes turned red, and he pointed to the waterhole and asked.

The little mouse looked up with considerable effort, glanced at it, nodded, and closed its eyes again.

Fang Cun felt distressed, put the little mouse into the spirit beast bag, tied the spirit beast bag back to his waist, and then jumped into the pool.

......

This is a world similar to the border of the Great Wilderness, desolate and full of vicissitudes, full of traces of time.

The land here seems to have been weathered, the vegetation is scarce, the ground is parched, a large river has long since dried up, and the riverbed is exposed to the sun.

In the middle of the riverbed, there is a mud-yellow stone monument, around which many people in primitive clothes are worshipping.

Most of the ornaments on this group of people are the fangs and bones of some wild beasts, and the various patterns on their bodies are painted with unknown paints, and their faces are very rough at the same time, the men are extremely strong, and the women are also bears.

These men carried a very thin rope made of some kind of rattan around their necks, and in the rope were strung with one or more animal teeth, which if Fang Cun would be recognizable here, which was the sign of a barbarian monk.

The only difference was that only a very small part of this group exuded the fluctuations of a monk, and the number of animal teeth in the necks of these people was often more than five.

In front of this group of people, there was an altar, on which were placed three demon beasts that had been dead for a long time, a very old, thin old man, waving a cane made of some kind of demon beast bone in his hand, chanting some kind of ancient sacrifice in his mouth.

At the back, there were two boys and girls, kneeling side by side, the tall ten and the short seven or eight years old.

These two children, born with tiger heads, their hair divided into strands by strings, and the small eyes of the tall children showed impatience.

One of the tall children, who had a high elbow, poked a short child with his elbow, and then pointed in a certain direction behind him, and in the distance in that direction, there was a towering black mountain!

The short boy looked at the tall figure in front of him, and shook his head decisively with a look of fear on his face.

The tall child frowned and shook his fist as if threatening another child.

The short child seemed to sigh and slowly retreated cautiously, while the tall child cautiously stepped back.

All the people knelt on the ground reverently, and no one noticed the departure of the two children.

......

"Whew~"

A mile away from the altar, a short child supported his knees with his hands, lowered his head and panted, and said: "Lei, Ailao Mountain is very dangerous, it is easy to get lost, Daddy once said that if I dare to go, I will definitely break my legs, and ......"

The boy known as Lei, about ten years old, but four feet tall, with thick limbs, heard a short child say this, looked at him contemptuously, sneered, took out a blue stone from his arms, shook it at him, and said: "Leng Yue, I have Daddy's guiding stone here, I won't get lost, you don't dare to go...... Are you a coward?!"

There was a puzzled expression on Ray's face, but the ridicule in his eyes was obvious!

The young man named Leng Yue, as soon as he heard the word 'timid', his eyes widened violently, and he said loudly: "Who said that I Leng Yue is timid, I Leng Yue is the most daring person in the future 'Green Leopard' tribe, how could I be afraid of a mere Ailao Mountain, not to mention that the night of thunder and fire has just passed...... Go, whoever doesn't go is a coward, huh!"

After speaking, Leng Yue walked forward angrily.

With a successful smile on his face, Lei touched the bow behind him, felt a little calm, looked at the Ailao Mountain in the distance, and strode up.

The Green Leopard Tribe, no, the entire group of tribes around Ailao Mountain is a natural stationer, he is already ten years old, and he can already go hunting alone!

......

Fang Cun looked at the dark woods in front of him, his brows tightly locked.

He appeared here after exiting the entrance on the tenth floor.

It was a mountain, as if it had been burned by thunder, and it was charred black everywhere, and in some places there was even black smoke.

Moreover, on this mountain, there is also a forbidden air, the little mouse has been injured and has fallen into a deep sleep, he can no longer ignore the forbidden sky as before, although this makes him a little upset, but after thinking about it, other ghost kings can also ignore the forbidden sky, so he is no longer irritable.

After searching for a while, he found a trail that led to the bottom of the mountain, so he followed it.

But after walking for a few hours, he found that he was trapped, and returned to the woods again, but Fang Cun was not a person who gave up easily, and then tried several times, but each time the result was to return to the woods, not only that, no matter which direction he went, he would eventually return to the front of the woods.

"Is it similar to a psychedelic formation?"