MTL - Spirit Walker-Chapter 225 Monkey Park Throwing Dung

[Spiritual Realm Walker] novels are free to read, please bookmark No. 17 novels【】

Zhang Yuanqing never expected that the "Dodder Garden" that needs to be passed quickly and the "Dense Fog" that cannot be moved will be triggered at the same time.

The goddess of luck seemed to have heard the threat of killing the palace lord, and secretly retaliated.

Without any hesitation, he opened the inventory and put on azure gloves on both hands.

"Woo~"

With him as the center, the strong wind spreads in all directions, and the dense fog rolls along with the airflow.

The strong wind that can bend the tree trunks blows away the thick fog for a long time, but there will always be more dense fog to fill it up, as if it will never end.

Ten seconds later, Zhang Yuanqing stopped and his face became serious.

The galeman's gloves specially designed to restrain the dense fog failed. This is something that has never been encountered before. It shows that the grade of the dense fog is very high, exceeding the limit of saint quality props.

Damn it, I can't speak or move in the thick fog, but as a wooden man, the danger of the dodder garden is bound to come, what should I do... Zhang Yuanqing was in a hurry.

As the wind stopped, the mist returned to calm, flowing quietly like a trickle, and fluttering like a gauze.

There was silence all around, and the visibility was less than one meter. Zhang Yuanqing couldn't see Princess Yinyao and Palace Master Zhisha anymore, and the surrounding area was surrounded by white fog.

He didn't dare to call out to the two of them, and he didn't dare to "speak" in the unique way of Ye Youshen, because he couldn't speak in the thick fog, and the "can't speak" in the employee handbook probably meant that no communication in any sense was allowed.

Rather than speaking in a literal sense, this is in line with the compulsion of a master-level rule-type prop.

In the silent silence, he saw disturbances in the dense fog ahead, and a tall and strange silhouette loomed, as if approaching him, but there was no sound at all.

As the silhouette approached, Zhang Yuanqing saw it more and more clearly... It was a three-meter-tall giant with three heads and eight arms.

He was bare-chested, with twisted muscles that only appeared in comics, and his skin was pale gray, like a muscular man carved out of granite.

But the strange thing is that the giant's eyes were black and empty, blood flowed down his cheeks like tears, and the eyeballs were gouged out. On the other hand, there were dark red wounds on his neck, shoulder blades, and the base of his thighs, as if he had been dismembered and put together again.

Far, the ancient **** of war? ! Zhang Yuanqing had this idea in his mind for the first time, three heads and eight arms, which are the unique marks of the ancient **** of war.

No wonder... He immediately understood the origin of the thick fog, and also understood why the Galemaker's gloves could not blow the fog away.

— It’s hard to say that the ancient giant in front of him is still alive. This is not even its corpse, because it makes no sound when walking. Zhang Yuanqing suspects that it is formed by the condensation of dense fog.

The unyielding will after the death of the ancient **** of war, or the unwilling obsession turned into a thick fog? But he couldn't sense the breath of the spirit body.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't dare to be careless even more, and held his breath.

Even if the opponent is a wraith, he will not have the slightest thought of going up to fight.

He's past the age when he has his hands in his pockets and doesn't know what an opponent is.

How does the little flying stick compare to the ancient sausage?

The three-headed and eight-armed ancient God of War approached step by step, and quickly approached Zhang Yuanqing. When the distance between the two sides was three meters, it seemed to sense something and stopped suddenly. .... Zhang Yuanqing's heart almost stopped beating, and then beat uncontrollably and rapidly, and his blood pressure soared.

This chapter is not finished, click [next page] to continue reading -->>