Su Xing looked at the other person with a sick look, and seeing that he was probably fine, he immediately let go of his hands.
Unexpectedly, Yan Shengfang was so relaxed and lost Su Xing's strong embrace. Her heart suddenly felt empty, her face turned pale, and tears began to well up in her eyes:
"Do you think I am a frivolous person, but this is the first time I have such close contact with a man."
Su Xing only felt that the other party was inexplicable.
Am I familiar with you?
So he said coldly:
"Shut up!"
Yan Shengfang trembled all over and did not dare to say anything. She just sobbed softly.
But the other party saved his life after all, so Su Xing added lightly:
"You did a good job just now. You should adjust your breathing and recuperate first."
Yan Shengfang's pale face had not yet shed all the tears. When she heard Su Xing's words, her empty heart seemed to be leaning against a warm and hard tree. She looked at the other person's back, with a shallow, sad look on her crying face. A slightly weak smile:
"As long as you don't blame others, I will try to do better in the future!"
While the two were talking, a plump figure gradually approached in the miasma.
Looking at Yue Du who looked meaningfully at himself and Yan Shengfang, Su Xing's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly:
"To touch the mist."
"?" The expression on Yue Du's face suddenly changed, "Do you want me to die? Didn't you see how miserable Xuan Kui's disciples screamed after being dragged in?"
Su Xing took a look into the Banai Miasma. He just heard the familiar call of the Little Monkey King inside, so he thought of a way to force Zhen into the Banlan Miasma.
In the end, he successfully worked with the Little Monkey King to drag 'Zhen' into the miasma.
At this time, one person and one monkey had disappeared. Only a few figures could be vaguely seen fighting in the depths of the mist. There were faint roars, but the momentum was not as strong as before. It seemed that the monkey kings were almost dead. .
"Touch the mist, I won't say it a third time." Su Xing looked directly at Yue Du indifferently.
The other party trembled and looked at Su Xing with some resentment. But he still turned around and walked slowly towards Banlan Miasma until Su Xing's voice came from behind:
“Just touch it with your fingers.”
Yue Du paused and seemed to relax a lot.
Su Xing stood up and walked towards the opponent. When the opponent's fingers reached into the mist, he immediately grabbed his opponent's Hao Bai wrist and examined it carefully.
Yue Du frowned slightly, and his fingers began to corrode slightly and turned black. Su Xing Fuso's spiritual energy poured in, and Yue Du's brows suddenly relaxed.
He looked at Su Xing's wrist, which was tightly squeezed, and seemed a little uncomfortable.
"Something's wrong." Su Xing's eyes darkened slightly, and Yue Du was immediately attracted by it. He only heard Su Xing explain:
"This miasma is far less harmful to humans than it is to the green-faced ape."
"What do you mean?" Yue Du's face suddenly became serious, "'Really' the scream just now was just an act?"
"No, after all, the opponent is covered in miasma, and the serious injuries he suffered are not fake. There is also the little monkey king." Thinking of the little monkey king who had lost his voice from the beginning, Su Xing felt slightly worried:
"Protect Yan Shengfang and find a place to hide first."
Yue Du frowned slightly: "What about you?"
After glancing at the other party, Su Xing looked at the invisible fog ahead and said calmly:
"Go to hell."
After saying that, he stretched out his whole arm and penetrated into the mist. In an instant, a faint burning sensation came from his skin.
Fuso's spiritual power was circulating, and soon the burning sensation became much lighter, but there was still a slight sting.
Wear the mask obtained from 'Mai' on your face - it has been found to have the ability to filter poisonous miasma in ordinary miasma before.
Su Xingyi stepped into the miasma without hesitation.
Behind him, Yue Du stopped the weak and worried Yan Shengfang, his eyes flickering as he watched Su Xing gradually disappear into the miasma.
...
In the miasma, the line of sight was blocked, and there was a faint smell of blood.
Slowly moving forward, crossing the edge of the field several meters wide, there was a bottomless pit in front of him.
On the big pit, a two-meter-wide stone bridge stood flat on it as if naturally, and several figures seemed to be fighting on it.
Su Xing moved along the edge of the pit, carefully stepped on the stone bridge, and walked forward.
Suddenly, something seemed to be tugging at the corner of his clothes!
Startled, he looked down.
An ape with its body torn apart was grabbing his calf with trembling hands, as if it was still fighting with the afterglow of its life.
Su Xing took off his feet and walked forward.
The further I walked, the more frightened I became.
There were mutilated green-faced monkey king corpses everywhere on the stone bridge. The hair had been almost corroded, and the flesh and blood were turning black and rotting rapidly. The blood formed a stream and flowed down the gully of the stone bridge. The smell in the air More and more sweet.
Finally, he broke through the bloody road and came to the center of the stone bridge, the place of final decisive battle.
Several green-faced apes whose hair has not yet been completely corroded are catching each other in pairs and are fighting!
Among them, a monkey king was smaller and kept dodging the opponent's attacks, but the attacks gradually slowed down and showed signs of decline.
It is the little monkey king.
"Peng!"
The other party scratched the little monkey king on the head with a claw, and the force caused the little monkey king to fly back immediately, with three deep wounds on his face that were visible to the bones.
"Little Monkey King!"
Su Xing ran forward quickly in an instant, and Fuso spiritual energy poured in to help heal the opponent.
However, the little monkey king turned around and glanced at him, with a trace of sincere joy in his eyes, but he pushed Su Xing's hands away humanely.
Refused Fuso Reiki treatment.
This advanced monkey king’s war! He has to rely on himself!
This is a trace of dignity in the blood that has been passed down from ancient times to this day!
Then, without looking at Su Xing, he panted heavily and let the blood on his head flow. He gathered some strength and rushed towards the Monkey King who was taller and stronger than him again without hesitation.
Although the opponent had just hit the little monkey king with one blow, he had numerous wounds on his body and was on the verge of collapse. He was already at the end of his strength.
"Peng!"
The two collided again.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Su Xing felt as if a glimmer of blue light flashed across the little monkey king's body, and a ferocious and wild aura disappeared as quickly as a bubble.
The monkey king opposite was stunned for a moment, but the fangs of the little monkey king had already bitten his neck!
"boom!"
The opponent suddenly fell to the ground, and the little monkey king slowly stood up on his body with blood all over his body. He did not show off his power, but just gasped quietly.
After experiencing the fight in this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, there seemed to be a hint of unyielding... fighting spirit in his eyes!
Su Xing discovered that the body of a completely dead Monkey King would immediately corrode at an accelerated rate.
As for the little monkey king, wisps of colorful mist seemed to be pouring into his body.
"Roar!"
The battle nearby also gradually came to an end. One monkey king was killed, while the other was severely injured. While enduring the miasma, it seemed to be enjoying its transformation.
Not long after, the two last remaining monkey kings slowly looked at each other.
When the eyes of these two winners who stood out from the endless blood met, even the colorful mist seemed to be stagnant!
They slowly walked across the carpet of corpses on the stone bridge, which was composed of blackened bones, twisted stumps and flowing blood!
Banging together violently!
The winner will ascend to the "God's Throne"!
This is a corner of the ritual of the God-like Ape of the Celestial Demon Tribe, the God of God’s Throne, eons ago!
One monkey steps up and ten thousand monkeys die! !
