"Ah!!" he screamed in fright, thinking that the head of a strange bird was about to eat him.

After screaming for a long time, he saw the giant body of the strange bird fall and make a violent shock, and then he opened his eyes, but saw three heads rolling down the mountain, leaving only a huge corpse, which fell here. Finally wiped the cold sweat and took a breath.

"Young man, this place is too dangerous, let's go back as soon as possible!" the voice echoed through the valley out of nowhere.

"Where are you? Are you an immortal?"

"I'm just a woodcutter who lives on the top of the mountain, not a god. ”

Monsoon looked up, but he only heard his voice, but he didn't see anyone.

"I can't go back yet, because I haven't gotten the spiritual spring yet. ”

"You take the spiritual spring, and the foot of the mountain is. Why do you want to come to this dangerous Hidden Dragon Mountain? ”

He suddenly woke up. Come to think of it, in the past, the dumb old man could get the spiritual spring with a cane, but this mountain is so steep, how can the dumb old man come up. Sure enough, it was Nayue Shanchuan who deceived himself again.

Monsoon was stunned and silent for a long time. The voice reappeared: "Young man, do you still want to go up the mountain?"

Hearing this, he hesitated. The Hidden Dragon Mountain is so dangerous, if you go further, you may not know how many monsters there are. But he also wanted to thank this benefactor in person. hesitated again and again, but his life was still at stake, and he turned around and was about to leave.

"Did you just give up halfway?" the voice reappeared as the boy turned around and took a step. "You have chosen this path at great risk. Why don't you keep going?"

If Ji Feng felt it, he thought, "Yes, if I can turn back, maybe my people, dumb old ......" He turned around again, and looked at the high mountains in the distance, and the 10,000-year-old giant trees on the top of the mountain, all of which were so far away. But take a resolute step. "I can't run away anymore!"

In this way, for some reason, the monsoon fever in the head. I climbed along the steep mountain for another half an hour. I'm exhausted. Through the gaps in the shade of the trees, you can see that there are a few rays of residual sun. When I came out, it was early in the morning, and at this moment, I am afraid that it is close to evening.

He paused, and quickened his pace again. In the distance, you are almost at the top of the mountain. Suddenly, a few drops of water fell from his head. "It's raining?"

When I dipped my hand, it turned green. He had a premonition, his heart was pounding, and he looked up carefully. Suddenly, a huge green silkworm, at least a mid-first rank. He was wrapping around the trees above, salivaing himself.

"Ah!! my mother!!" Monsoon shouted, and he, who was originally exhausted, instantly came to his senses. Run fast up the hill.

Seeing that the monsoon was about to run, the giant worm squirmed its huge body and wanted to catch up. However, because the body was too heavy, the trunk of the tree, which had been bent to the limit, broke at once. The giant worm fell, but it had no effect, and it still wriggled its body and chased after it. Everywhere they passed, they left behind a lot of green viscous liquid, which was very wicked.

Although the monsoon runs at full strength, the slope is getting steeper and steeper, and it is really difficult to run. The giant worm is fat, but it is very flexible to wriggle. The speed is comparable to that of the monsoon.

One person, one worm, and ran away for a long time. Just as the giant worm was about to catch the monsoon, he finally ran to the top of the mountain. When he looked back, he saw a huge mouth filled with green viscous liquid, which was biting in, and he was so frightened that he used his strength to eat milk again and ran forward with all his might.

"It's over!" Monsoon despaired. It turned out that he had come to a cliff. The cliff is bottomless, and at the bottom of it grows a towering giant tree, so large that it is lawless, deep into the clouds. It's like a mountain. It should be the legendary "10,000-year-old giant tree".

Monsoon quickly stopped, but almost didn't brake the car. Glide to the edge of the cliff and step on the gravel before barely stopping. A few pieces of rubble fell. Monsoon looked down, the base of the cliff was dark, it seemed that even the light could not reach the deepest depth, I don't know how deep it was?

The giant worm is approaching, and there are only two options at the moment. One, to be eaten by this disgusting, horrible worm. Two, jump off and commit suicide.

"Even if I die, it's not cheap for you!" Monsoon turned to the cliff and was about to jump. But at first glance, the cliff was so deep that my feet were weak, and I didn't dare to jump. The tongue of the giant insect behind him has stretched out, wrapping around Monsoon's waist, and I am afraid that I want to jump at this time, but I can't help him.

"Let go of me, you bug!" Monsoon struggled desperately, but the giant insect was so powerful that it couldn't break free. Seeing that it was about to be pulled in, this tooth and claw, saliva flying, and an incomparably fishy huge mouth.

He pinched his nose, and even his eyes were so smoky that he couldn't open them wide. At this time, the little squirrel crawled out of his arms and bit down on the tongue of the giant insect.

The small squirrel, but this bite is very powerful. The giant worm's tongue itched and loosened a lot. The monsoon has been pushing back hard, this loose. Like an off-string arrow, it catapulted out.

The giant insect kept thrashing its tongue on the ground, and seemed to be very afraid of itching. The monsoon receded a little harder, and I felt that my feet were empty, and I fell into the cliff.

"Ah!!h "Poof" and fainted. When he woke up, he was lying deep in the cliff, on a branch of a 10,000-year-old giant tree.

He cautiously probed down, still bottomless. Frightened, he quickly retreated back into the tree. Looking up, there is no top, only a faint ray of sunlight shining in, it should be in the middle of the rift.

He stood up carefully, trembling and terrified. There are abysses on both sides, and if you slip under your feet, I am afraid that there will be no place to bury you. Along the branch, it looks like a path leading to the trunk of the giant tree in front of it.

There is no way out at the moment, and the monsoon can only move forward. As soon as I walked for a while, I saw a hole in the distance. This hollow seems to be a natural formation, the size of the Sihaizhuang martial arts training ground, which can be called the world in the tree. But for this giant tree, it is only the tip of the iceberg, like a cave in the mountain, which cannot affect it in the slightest.

The monsoon enters the world of trees, and this is the time of the storm. The winds from both sides of the rift, with nowhere to flow, gather here. The monsoon is sweating profusely, and in the cool breeze, it is very enjoyable.

"You're here after all," Monsoon heard and looked around. I saw a thatched house in the distance ahead, and an old man walked out of it.

Not only was the old man full of white hair, but even his eyebrows and beard were white. There is not a trace of blackness. At least a hundred years old. But his eyes are bright, radiant and radiant. Like an immortal.

Monsoon was amazed, but he didn't expect that there were people living here. Seeing the old man coming, he put down the wooden barrel, knelt on the ground, and arched his hand: "Thank you to the immortals for saving Monsoon from danger twice!"

"Oh, why did you say I saved you twice?"

"First, the immortal beheaded three strange birds, just once. Second, this cliff is ten thousand feet high, but I fell safely, and it must be rescued by immortals. ”

"Hahaha!" the old man laughed, "First of all, I said that there are no immortals here, only a woodcutter. Again, I've only saved you once. As for whether you can fall into this tree and the world safely, it's all up to you. ”