"ah!"

Feng Chenglin suddenly let out a pig-killing scream, and was thrown out, screaming and falling into the swamp.

"Um!"

The mouth of mud stuffed the screams behind him back.

With his nearly a thousand gold tonnage, the consequences of falling into the swamp can be imagined.

He fell down quickly almost at a straight line.

At this moment, screams came from around.

"What's this?!"

"I've suffered!"

"Damn!"

“…”

The roars and screams were interspersed together, and almost half of the people were entangled by the Wan Yao Vine and dragged them freely.

Wu Ye Feng and Mu Baiyun rushed towards Ling Luoyu immediately, while the Murong brothers rushed towards Feng Chenglin.

Du Kongli and Feng Qianyun followed behind each of them, ready to work together at any time.

Long before Wu Ye Feng and others came, Ling Luoyu had cut off the Ten Thousand Demon Vine with his soul blade. When they arrived, he took advantage of the opportunity to turn over and jump onto the wooden board.

At the same time, Murong Ming also roared and pulled Feng Chenglin out and threw it on the wooden board.

"boom!"

A dull sound suddenly came from the depths of the swamp.

Ling Luoyu and Wuyefeng exclaimed almost at the same time: "Not good!"

Wan Yao Vine is a plant that uses swamp rot as nutrients. It has no attack power and will only take action when its territory is violated.

They are plants without IQ, and everything depends on instinct.

Once you take action, it will be a rhythm that will never stop until the other party leaves its control area.

Now that everyone's troubles are like this, it will definitely make it extremely demonic and must fight with them to the end.

Feng Chenglin was still confused after the disaster, so he slapped Ling Luoyu in the face.

"Wake up, we're leaving here!"

The bubbles in the swamp were growing more and more, and they began to roll like boiling water.

If you don't leave quickly, you're afraid that the boards won't be able to hold on to the buoyancy of the few of them.

Wuyefeng opened the way, Ling Luoyu broke the back, and the group worked together to work hard towards the shore.

The tentacles of Wan Yao Vine are like dead souls emerging from hell, grabbing everyone wantonly, trying to drag them into the endless abyss of swamps.

At this moment of life and death, few people care about what assessments they have.

In the swamp, the mysterious energy collapsed and feather arrows flew together, and people were eliminated from time to time.

Ling Luoyu and others cut or tore them away from the vines of the Ten Thousand Demon Vines, and fled to the opposite side in a very embarrassing manner.

Being down to earth, Feng Chenglin fell to the ground, feeling a feeling of panic like a survivor after a disaster.

When he received the invitation from Lundao Academy, he was really overjoyed and ran over and ran over, but who knew that his life was almost lost.

He couldn't help but look at Ling Luoyu. She seemed to disagree with the disaster and looked at the swamp with a faint look.

"At this speed, it will probably be half the price... Brothers, this is just the beginning. In the next assessment, there must be something even more deadly waiting for us!"

Wu Yefeng suddenly took a step back and looked at his feet: "Someone came first!"

There were some messy footprints on the ground.

Feng Qianyun jumped up in shock and walked towards the cave behind him first: "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

The cave was very dry, and several holes were presented to everyone.

After discussion, they decided to leave separately, and the two of them were in groups to take care of each other.

After all, everyone needs to find ten eggs, and they can't be grouped together.

Ling Luoyu took Feng Chenglin with him and casually drilled into a hole.

The dark cave was filled with a scent of rotten smell.

Feng Chenglin twitched: "Why do I have a bad premonition?! Third Young Master, what egg we are looking for?"

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Chapter completed!