Chapter 227 Enemy's Narrow Road

There was laughter not far away, which sounded like a young child.

After entering the dense forest, except for the river, there were cannibal vines everywhere, some of which Zhao Haoran had seen, but most of them had never heard of. The strength of the green people was unpredictable. Even the Fengyue Hall did not want to turn against each other easily. The idea of finding a place to hide in this area was suppressed as soon as it rose up.

A long-bearded elder alone can easily find him out. It's better to walk into the place where the green people have lived for generations. Maybe things are not as bad as they think.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose, and all his guesses were in vain. Following the direction of the sound, half a column of incense, he saw pieces of dark green houses.

But they are all ordinary plants. None of those terrible cannibal vines have been seen. Several children two or three feet tall are playing by the water and don't notice any outsiders coming.

Zhao Haoran stood aside quietly without saying anything. This tranquility was very enjoyable. He did not want to break the original harmony.

The sound of flowing water accompanied by laughter seemed to open a door, and countless memories came one after another. At this moment, Zhao Haoran forgot his existence. Even if someone saw him with his own eyes, he could not feel his breath, as if this person was originally a part of heaven and earth and did not need to be deliberate.

Occasionally passing rabbits and other beasts sniffed on Zhao Haoran's body without fear at all.

"Hurry up and catch it."

I don't know which sharp-eyed green child found the passage of the white rabbit and shouted at his companions, which also woke up Zhao Haoran, who was immersed in his own world.

"Ah!" At this moment, someone found Zhao Haoran and exclaimed. When several children saw strange people, they were scared and dispersed. They secretly hid behind the house and poked their heads out from time to time.

"What a pity." Zhao Haoran muttered that he didn't expect to enter the realm of harmony between heaven and man under such circumstances, but he was interrupted by the call.

The soul power seems to have returned. Zhao Haoran was very surprised. The unity of nature and man still has such benefits, and most of the injuries in his body have healed.

sweeping away the previous decline, Zhao Haoran's momentum soared and regained confidence. No matter how strong the green people are, they have to consider their people.

Zhao Haoran sighed. If he really threatened the strong green people with the lives of these children, he would never use this bad strategy until he was very helpless.

There is only a trace of magical power, and the magical power consumed by Zhao Haoran when he performed the split technique still comes from the noumenon.

"Bold, break into my green clan and die."

Zhao Haoran's breath has shocked many green people. At this moment, it is too late to cover up the breath.

He stared at it and couldn't help laughing, but he was an acquaintance. Zhao Haoran couldn't tell the green man's appearance, but his breath could not be wrong. When he first entered the buried wilderness, he destroyed this person's cannibal vine. Unexpectedly, he was also the first time he met when he entered the place where the green people lived, but the road was really narrow.

"It's you!" The green monster soon recognized Zhao Haoran. The murder that had just disappeared and secretly regretted it. It was really unlucky. The two souls he met were all this person.

He has seen Zhao Haoran's strength with his own eyes. The other party easily defeated him, and he is definitely not an opponent now.

"Three elders, soul-intruders..."

The long-bearded elder looked at Zhao Haoran coldly, but said to the green monster behind him, "Some time ago, you said you met a powerful beast. Is it him?"

The green man lowered his head and didn't say anything. The long-bearded elder shouted angrily, "If you don't want to repent, go back and think about it."

"Yes!" The green monster lowered his head and returned obediently.

Zhao Haoran looked at this scene with great interest and didn't know the shock in the heart of the elder, but in the time of incense, the dying soul became an unpredictable strong man, which made him not be shocked.

"I, the Greens, do not welcome outsiders." Eight huge palms rose behind the long-bearded elder's words.

Zhao Haoran looked carefully, as if it was not condensed by aura. These palms grew behind the green people, half of each, looking like wings from afar.

With a beat, the wind rushed in, and the stream flowed backwards, and the turbid stream condensed in the palm of its hand, sandwiched between unknown and powerful forces and rushed to the face.

The palms of these greens are the strength of their whole body, which is much more convenient and powerful than any magic weapon.

Without any magic formula, Zhao Haoran waved casually and formed a ring of fire in front of him.

With the improvement of cultivation, coupled with the war in Fengyue Valley, Zhao Haoran's vision suddenly broadened a lot, and many soul skills in the past were gradually abandoned. According to the algorithm of the soul master, the green elders in front of him also have the strength of no less than the three-day soul man. Ordinary soul skills are simply vulnerable in front of their eyes and a waste of soul power.

The most original power is the strongest means.

Zhao Haoran stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the space in the center of the fire ring began to collapse, and the palm of the long-bearded elder moved uncontrollably towards the collapsed space.

Whether it is soul power or any strange power, the comer will not refuse.

The elders of the green clan are not weak, with strange spells in their mouths, and a finger appeared in the eight palms.

This finger appeared very abruptly, but it gave people a sense of harmony. I don't know why, Zhao Haoran felt as if he had seen this finger somewhere.

It can be judged from the solemn face of the green elders that this soul art is no less than the power of magic.

Every time he approached, Zhao Haoran felt that the momentum of the green elders rose a little, but his own momentum fell a little, which subsided.

After only a few breaths, Zhao Haoran has been completely at a disadvantage. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that he will completely lose momentum by the strange finger when it comes to him.

But with the pressure of the green elders, you can crush yourself.

Zhao Haoran made a quick decision and opened his hands. The originally formed collapsed space instantly burst, and the overlapping nearby completely distorted the space between the two.

It seems that it is only a foot away, but the distance is immeasurable. As long as this finger sinks in, there is no possibility of coming out again.

The long-bearded elder naturally saw a mystery, but the fingertips in the eight palms still pointed to Zhao Haoran without hesitation.