Journey to the West: God-level Gathering Technique

"Master, look at the bottom of the pool." Jiang Han looked at the fire at the bottom of the pool. Could it be that it wasn't dead? Jiang Han panicked, and the lake began to shake.The water wave ice fell down, and the ice on the lake began to crack.

There was no other way, Jiang Han stepped forward, clenched his fist with his right hand, and used all his spiritual power to use his arm, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Jiang Han frowned, ready to go.

A huge fire-shaped fist under the sky hit the water pool heavily. Jiang Han stood there with his hands supporting his knees, watching whether the fire was lit up.Then, fell to the ground.

After the war, everything around here changed. The original lush and green trees were burnt to the point where only one branch stood upright, and some of them even had fires burning on them.

It was bare, and the air was filled with a strong smell of fireworks, and there was a bit of bloody smell in the fireworks, which made people smell quite exciting.

It seems that this is the smell of a winner, but these things around here have been harmed innocently, looking at the water surface, the situation is even more tragic.

The original snow-white ice was stained with the color of blood, which slowly diffused, and when it dripped into the water, it was diluted by the water under the ice, leaving no traces.

Except for a little ripple caused by the falling blood, the water under the ice became calm after that. I don't know what's going on under the water?

From the surrounding conditions alone, we can see the tragic scene of their battle, and what kind of mentality did they have when they attacked each other during the battle?These can be seen in the traces after the war.

A few days later, Jiang Han woke up and looked at his sister at the bedside.

"Sister, what's going on, why am I here." Jiang Han relaxed his body, and found that there were cramping pain everywhere.

"Jiang Han, you finally woke up, you have been in a coma for five days."

"What! How did I stay in a coma for so long, right! Where's the big Hong python? Is that strange bird dead?"

"The bird is dead, it didn't come out of the water, and Xiao Yuanhong's mother died of serious injuries."

"What about Hong Xiaoyuan!"

"After Uncle Gang and the others buried the big Hong python, it never came out of the cave."

"No, I want to go in and have a look."

"Jiang Han, you still have injuries." Jiang Mo looked at Jiang Han worriedly.

"It's okay, look." Jiang Han got down from the bed, "Ouch", "Look at you, you still said that there is nothing wrong." "Sister, am I worried about Hong Xiaoyuan? Just let me go and have a look!"

Jiang Han walked to the entrance of the cave and kept calling Xiao Yuanhong, but there was no response. Jiang Han walked in anxiously, watching Xiao Yuanhong lying on the ground, in a coma.

"Xiao Fei, it seems to be talking about something."

"Master, it is calling its mother."

well!If it loses its father, now it loses its mother, and it will have no relatives in the world.Jiang Han hugged Xiao Yuanhong affectionately and went home.

In the following days, Xiao Yuanhong didn't eat or drink, and under Jiang Han's comfort, the situation improved.

After seven days passed, Jiang Han recovered from his injury.

After so many days, it was time to find the remains of the flamingo. Jiang Han walked to the middle of the pool, swam down, and began to search for it.

After swimming for a long time, Jiang Han finally saw the flamingo and swam to his head. Jiang Han touched its mouth with his hand and began to collect its strength. ..