142 Death Swamp

As for Qiu Xiaomo's question, he looked at the people in twos and threes and said, "The white light has to pass through the poisonous fog swamp, so everyone is waiting for the fog to dissipate, and then pass through in one fell swoop."

Hearing this, Chu Nan's heart jumped. This kind of poisonous fog miasma will not cause any harm to him.

"When will the fog dissipate?" Qiu Xiaomo was the most anxious. He only knew that the poison gas was rampant in the poisonous fog swamp, but unexpectedly, there was also a fog miasma.

"At noon every day, there are three hours, and the fog miasma is the weakest, that is to say, we must pass through the poisonous fog swamp within these three hours; and the ink lotus art you want to take should also be taken within these three hours, otherwise, we have to return it." Ku Na said like this, but he didn't have much confidence in Qiu Xiaomo's Mo Lian Shuzi.

You should know, no one knows where Molian Shuzi grows in the swamp. It depends on luck. Even if you are lucky, you can find Molian Shuzi, but like this kind of treasure, there are usually fierce beasts guarding it. Anyway, it is a life-death situation.

"Three hours?" Chu Nan also frowned, but he was not afraid, but what about Meng'er?

After listening to Ku Na's words, Qiu Xiaomo was silent. Obviously, he was worried about whether he could get Mo Lian Shuzi and cure his father's illness. Ku Na wanted to talk to Chu Nan and ask more about how Chu Nan was number one. It could be seen that Chu Nan closed his eyes and practiced, so he stopped.

What else did you think of Chu Nan before? Seeing that Chu Nan and the people of Beichen Palace came together, he suppressed that desire.

A dark shadow in the dark will also frown tightly.

Time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, it was noon. The crowd, who was still laughing, immediately became serious, like arrows off the string, like shooting in front of them.

"Go." Ku Na gave the order, and the disciples of Beichen Palace followed closely. Qiu Xiaomo looked at Chu Nan. Chu Nan got up and grabbed Meng'er's hand and said, "Meng'er, follow me closely."

At this time, it has not yet reached the real poisonous fog swamp. It is just the area where the fog has spread. Looking at the black trees around, unknown birds are flying back and forth on it, while the depths of the forest are filled with dark green and mixed with white fog. Running wildly in the front are all the strong men of Wujun's At this moment, those who come to the abyss jungle, the highest cultivation is also the senior martial arts. As for the king of martial arts, he may not be mixed up; maybe he came, but he doesn't know where he is.

About half an hour, probably to the site of the poisonous fog swamp. Almost at the same time, everyone's body was radiating light, earthy, red, golden, etc., stimulating the power and resisting the poisonous fog. Although the fog disappeared, it did not mean that there was no poison in the poisonous fog swamp, but this Time is the weakest time of toxicity...

At this moment, he shouted bitterly, "Be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Nan saw a martial artist who was running wildly in front of him. His whole body was full of real fire, burning the poisonous fog close to him, but suddenly fell down. The man panicked and shouted for help, but no one saved him. In just a blink of an eye, this person completely fell into it. Lost on this continent.

Seeing this scene, Zi Menger's body couldn't help trembling. Chu Nan turned around and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Um." Zi Menger nodded vigorously.

"Once these swamps are sunk, there will be no chance of survival. Let's fight twelve points of spirit, raise the protective cover, and follow closely." Ku Na told seven or eight disciples behind him.

Everyone bypassed the place where the man had fallen before and found another way.

The poisonous fog swamp is simply a death swamp. From time to time, there is a miserable howl sound. If you are not careful, there will be no shadow when you sink.

As he walked, suddenly a man in Beichen Palace fell into the swamp. He immediately rescued him. A silk-like thing wrapped around the disciple's arm and suddenly pulled it up.

This disciple was pulled up, but his whole body was green, obviously poisoned. He hurriedly fed a few detoxifying elixirs, but the disciple's face still did not improve, and he couldn't say anything, so he saw that the meat slowly rotted...

With a sigh, he gave up the disciple and continued to move forward.

Chu Nan was also a little shocked. There was also a strong poison in the swamp, and the toxicity was very strong. Chu Nan did not take out the mixed-yuan wrench finger at this moment, but only stimulated the three-flavor real fire and drive away the poisonous fog that can't be seen and can kill people. He doesn't need to mix

Think about this poisonous fog swamp, which is originally a place to harvest human lives; but there are still so many people coming for the legendary treasure; it can be imagined that if they know that Chu Nan has such a treasure, there is also a treasure grab.

There are not only poisonous fog rampant in the poisonous fog swamp, but also a lot of elixirs. Along the way, Chu Nan has seen a lot of them, all of which are recorded in the book of Master Yan, such as dragon grass, such as money flowers, such as winter grass, purple green fruit...

However, around these elixirs, there are monsters, spotted snakes, things like spiders, lizards and so on.

No one pays attention to these spiritual weeds. Everyone shows their magical powers in the swamp. They have to pass through the poisonous fog swamp as soon as possible, and then rush to the strange treasure place. The warrior jumps in the air, from one tree to another, and fly through the air, which is less dangerous than the swamp. However, the tree is also He was attacked by an unknown warcraft, and his body fell down, so he was swallowed up by the swamp.

Seeing those spiritual herbs, Chu Nan wanted to pick them, because these elixirs can be trained into many kinds of elixirs, but he had to restrain his desire. This poisonous mist swamp is too dangerous.

Ku Na thought of a way to cut down a lot of surrounding trees, threw them into the swamp, and then never sank through the trees; when others saw it, they also followed the example. For a moment, the trees in the poisonous fog swamp immediately emptied a large area.

Qiu Xiaomo has a poison-proof suit, which is relatively easy. His eyes keep looking around and trying to find the traces of Mo Lian Shuzi, but he didn't find anything. Qiu Xiaomo became more and more anxious.

After thinking about it, Qiu Xiaomo said, "Uncle Ku Na, I want to look for it elsewhere."

Ku Na frowned and said, "Be careful. If you really can't find it, you can retreat along the way. Remember, there are only three hours."

"Ye." Qiu Xiaomo answered and looked at Chu Nan. Chu Nan said, "Go to the left."

"Did, why are you going to the left?" Zi Meng'er's voice was a little panicked, but more excited.