Journey to the West: God-level Gathering Technique

"Xiao Fei, can you see what's going on here?"

"This, I can't recognize it, guess who is eating it here!"

"Who ate it and turned the corpse into a jet black, and the blood is still so dark red. Like"

"Master, from this point of view, there are still some unknown halls on this cliff."

Jiang Han continued to move forward, and he should leave as soon as possible. If something happens, he is still immature to fly with a sword, so he should run away quickly.

Jiang Han speeded up.

And the cliffs are like a knife cutting up to the sky, and the dangerous peaks stand upright, which is daunting.

Jiang Han was angry in his heart, why hasn't he arrived yet, how high is this, and how come he has fallen and still doesn't have such a feeling.

"Jiang Han, look quickly, then"

Hearing Xiaoyu's voice, Jiang Han looked up and saw it.Thick fog filled the front view, like a huge curtain.Looking at this whitish scene, Jiang Han no longer felt appreciative, but more worried.

The "hot bomb" Jiang Han slowed down and threw it out.The explosive bomb exploded, but there was no reaction.

It made the front brighter, Jiang Han flew forward slowly, he avoided these protruding obstacles, the road ahead was confusing.

Jiang Han continued to use the hot bomb again, using it to illuminate the road in the distance, and the group of people shuttled through the fog like this.

Jiang Han lowered the bird's sharp sword to make it rise more gently, any recklessness might kill him.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Han suddenly felt an ear-piercing voice. Jiang Han covered his head, gasping for breath, trying to say something but unable to open his mouth.He couldn't even breathe, as if something was blocking his throat.

Jiang Han's originally nimble hands and feet became very sluggish, but because the sound was harsh, Jiang Han's mind was stung by the sharp sound, and his movements became slower and slower.

His own eyes were also affected by the stinging pain. Jiang Han struggled to open the stinging eyes in pain. A strong belief supported Jiang Han to resist the sound slowly.

Jiang Han was thinking: nnd, what is it that dares to plot against Lao Tzu, if I find out, let's see how I deal with you!

In addition, Xiaoyu's safety is still in his hands, so he must not let Xiaoyu have an accident, and he cannot let Xiaoyu be threatened at all.

Xiaoyu saw that Jiang Han was a little abnormal, and his face was pale, so he quickly grabbed Jiang Han with his hands, "Jiang Han, are you okay! Jiang Han, Jiang Han." Xiaoyu shouted anxiously.

Jiang Han was awakened by Xiaoyu's voice, and the controlling sword gradually calmed down.

Jiang Han looked at Xiaoyu soberly, "This is what I have done."

"Steady your mind and don't be affected." Xiaoyu looked at Jiang Han firmly.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, that's right, did you hear anything?" Jiang Han patted his face to adjust his state.

"No!" Xiaoyu asked suspiciously, "Did you hear something?" Jiang Han looked around, but there was nothing there.How could Xiaoyu be fine? Could it be that I was hallucinating.

"Xiao Fei, what's going on with me!"

"Master, this is the silk cry of the blood iguana. Judging from the sound, it is estimated to be at least a middle-level beast. But it is usually in a humid place with water, so why does it appear here? It feeds on blood, it seems That Kuntian Leopard was created by it."..