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It was too fast, and at lightning speed, the ghost vine wrapped itself around Fan Mu's legs. The Dark Gold Marsh Frog's saliva had a strong corrosive property, and faintly, Fan Mu felt a burning sensation on his legs.

He didn't have time to organize the information. After everything was ready, Fan Mu shouted, "Spikes!" Red needles started growing on the ghost vine, and purplish black venom would occasionally appear on the tip of the needles, making people panic.

The venom slowly seeped into the Dark Golden Mud Frog's skin and flowed through its tongue all the way to its body. A numbing sensation immediately engulfed its body. Taking advantage of this, Fan Mu quickly used his legs to pull himself out of the tongue.

Fan Mu used his hand to feel the bandages on his leg. The clothes covering his legs had long since become extremely tattered, and his left leg was already swollen. Fan Mu's heart chilled; the situation was not good.

Seeing his companion injured, the Dark Gold Marsh Frog seemed to be enraged and swarmed forward. Seeing the spirit beast's spirit energy, Fan Mu didn't even have time to praise it before he swung his body and somersaulted three times, dodging the sharp tongues of the trees. Fan Mu didn't forget to cut off the trunk of the tree at his feet, afraid that the frog would chase after it.

"Wood Spirit Master." With his previous experience, Fan Mu's control of his elemental energy had become even more adept. He watched as the trees grew taller, instantly increasing the distance between him and the swamps. "Stop!" Fan Mu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and smiled bitterly, "That was close. I didn't expect it to be so difficult to get a single herb. Fortunately, the forest is my territory, and that's all ?" Just get out of here ? I'm going, I'm coming again. "

The Dark Gold Marsh frogs were not prepared to let this killer go. After staying in the forest for a long time, they actually learned how to climb trees. They followed the trunk of the trees and climbed up them one by one.

"My life is so bitter," Fan Mu had already entered the stage where a smile would not appear on his face. Seeing the Dark Gold Marsh frog open its mouth and exhaling yellow smoke, Fan Mu shivered.

In order to avoid being tracked by the marsh gas, Fan Mu had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue to climb. There were too many 'enemies', and the earthen yellow marsh gas instantly spread through the forest.

Fan Mu was extremely conflicted. Right now, it was neither a war nor a war. The 'enemy' was pressing on him step by step, but it was all his fault. More importantly, he couldn't explain it.

"Alright, it's good that you don't hurt them." Having made up his mind, Fan Mu started to chant an ancient incantation. Dark green dragon patterns flashed as he placed his hands on the tree trunk beneath his feet, "Ten Cages."

His spirit energy just happened to blend into the branches and circulate in the middle of the wood. As Fan Mu raised his right hand, a wooden fence immediately appeared below the belly of the Dark Gold Marsh frog. In an instant, Fan Mu gripped his right hand tightly, the wooden fence turning into a wooden cage and tightly sealing off the movements of the Dark Gold Colored Frog.

Dozens of dark gold marsh frogs were pinned to the tree trunk, but Fan Mu didn't dare to be careless. He used the ghost vines to wrap around the ten cages before calming down, sighing, and grumbling to himself, "Just what in the world did I offend? Why did I run into such a problem? Forget it, living a life with more passion is good enough." As he thought about it, his mood improved.

Now that the dark golden marsh had been locked up, it was time to consider how to bring the spirit grass back. Looking around, Fan Mu's eyes showed a hint of piety as he silently muttered, "My fault, my fault, don't blame me, I was only there to save people."

Standing on top of a tall branch, one could see that the swamps and forests were already shrouded in a thick fog of acid. Standing on a tall branch, one could see that the swamps and forests were already shrouded in a thick fog of acid.

"Sigh, there are still some benefits, but the acid fog marsh gas is really troublesome." Fan Mu fell into deep thought. In his eyes, the lower down and the thicker the acid fog was, the more dense it would be.

"But you can't say it with absolute certainty. Maybe, hmph," A light flashed in Fan Mu's mind, and he recalled the battle with Fan Tian a few days ago. Fan Mu's endless regeneration strategy had finally achieved the purpose of fighting against fire, and perhaps he could do the same in the acid mist as well.

Fan Mu once again used his Psionic Birth Technique and slowly approached the top of the Golden Edge, attempting to obtain the Spirit Grass by fighting against Fan Tian. However, the sound of the frogs was different from the ear-piercing noise from before; it seemed to be able to penetrate deep into the soul, shock the soul, and instantly break Fan Mu's mental defenses.

Fan Mu covered his ears with both hands and gritted his teeth, but to no avail as he screamed, "So ?" This is ? The Yellow Springs Soul Breaking Melody, his consciousness began ? "It's blurry, I ? don't ?" Fan Mu, who was at a loss for what to do, could only wait for his death.

Tick Tick...

Outside the forest, the flute's crisp sound and the breeze entered the forest, in an instant, the Dark Golden Mud Frog seemed to be controlled, stopping the Yellow Springs Soul Splitting Melody midway. Fan Mu held his head, swaying and leaning slightly forward, one more step and he would fall into the bottomless abyss.

In the instant before he landed, a ghost-like figure flashed by, and a slender hand grabbed his waist, bringing him to a safe place.

"Susu?" Smelling the familiar scent of flowers, Fan Mu couldn't help but ask, even though he had yet to regain consciousness.

"Hmm? Seeing you go for such a long time, I remembered the little Golden Frog in the Loess Swamp. The song they were singing was terrible to listen to, and if their minds weren't good for a moment, they would fall into the abyss. I was afraid something would happen to you, so I arranged for those two people to settle down and came here to find you. " Susu's big watery eyes stared at the terrified Fan Mu.

"Could it be that the sound of the flute was?" he asked in surprise. He felt the frogs' song disappear as soon as the flute appeared.

"No, I actually saw a black shadow flash by." Thinking back to the scene just now, Susu was also filled with questions.

"But?" Fan Mu wanted to say something but hesitated. If it wasn't Su Su, then who else would be in the forest? Whether it was an enemy or a friend, a series of questions buried themselves deep within Fan Mu's heart.