time stop 499 years

terror!

Shocked!

Unbelievable!

For these blood, Gui Wu seemed a little greedy, but hesitant, as if he was afraid of something, wanted to taste it, but didn't dare to eat it.

It only has simple thinking, and it keeps sending Wu Hao various emotions of eagerness, longing, greed, but also faint fear.

The moods are choppy, albeit incomplete, but it's the first time it conveys so much emotional will.

Before, it was good enough to be able to deliver a piece or two every once in a while.

And now for the liquid contained within these strange trees

It's so far!

It is equivalent to breaking through oneself and evolving!

Is it the desire to drive its evolution, or is there some other reason?

Suppress the surprise in my heart.

Wu Hao put his eyes back on the strange trees in front of him.

"The blood these trees"

What the hell is this?

—— Fuso? ?Tree? ?

—Is this a tree?Maybe, maybe not.In this strange environment, perhaps you can think of it as a tree, a tree growing in flames.

Suddenly, the identification results of the knowledge system gave some ambiguous information.

It made Monk Zhang Er puzzled.

Fuso?

Tree?

Hibiscus tree!

He knows this hibiscus tree!

In the Book of Mountains and Seas of the Hua Kingdom, there is a magical crow named Jinwu. It is said that they live on hibiscus trees without leaves. related?

You know, in the weird game, there are several very famous overlord monsters. As one of the kings in the flames, the mighty and weird Golden Crow has always been the existence that all human hunters who walk the path of flames have been diligently pursuing and constantly pursuing. .

The power of each bloodline of the Golden Crow is the top precious bloodline that can make the flame hunter give up everything.

As a former full-level flame hunter, Wu Hao has constantly pursued the footprints of this creature.

He even found some traces of the hibiscus tree back then, but due to the limitation of his strength, he couldn't continue to pursue it, so he turned to the next thing and went to pursue other mythical creatures with fire attributes.

It's a pity that until the world was transformed and the grotesque game was wiped out, Wu Hao still hadn't reached the strength to pursue the Golden Crow.

And now, after turning into a grotesque, at the beginning of the Mist Era, he discovered a plant suspected to be a hibiscus tree?

is it possible?

"No, it's impossible!"

"This is definitely not a hibiscus tree!"

"There are also rumors in the grotesque game that the hibiscus tree, as the top plant, is probably a kind of plant grotesque itself, belonging to the weirdness in the strange flowers and wonders."

Weird and weird!

Demons and sprites are for ghosts!

Strange flowers and strange scenery are the most weird!

The death of the haunted house is so strange!

No spiritual consciousness, no wisdom, no communication, ghosts, weirdness, weirdness, the coexistence of the three is grotesque!

This is the general classification of the grotesque.

Of course, these don't sum up all the grotesques.The reason why grotesque has a strange word is because it cannot be measured by common sense.

For example, Wu Hao, he is a ghost, but why is he not a human in the skin of a ghost?

"Wait, I remember why there is such a sense of familiarity!"

"It's that thing!"

Wu Hao's face changed, and he remembered the item he got a long time ago.

It's no wonder that Ghost Fog has such big mood swings.

Chapter 71 Whispering

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Bleeding grotesque tree branches.

Exudes a trace of strange, unknown.

The blood was still flowing outward, without stopping or reducing the flow.

Blood transpires and disperses in high temperature.

The smell of blood around is getting stronger and stronger.

Gradually, with a certain range of blood, it seems to have reached a certain level, breaking through a certain critical value.

In an instant, a dense red halo spread out.

In the high-temperature magma space, there is a layer of psychedelic ripples.

Wu Hao, who was filled with the endless smell of blood, suddenly heard muttering to himself.

A man's voice.

But it sounded like a woman's voice.

Listening carefully, there are like children, even old people.

What's even more weird is that no matter how you listen, you can't make out what these whispers are talking about.

And if you listen carefully, you will find that there is no sound at all, and you really think that what you heard before is just a hallucination.

What's even more frightening is that as long as he loses his focus a little bit, whispers and whispers follow him like a shadow.The voice is getting deeper and deeper, the speed is getting faster and faster, and there are more and more mixed human voices.

It makes people feel that their minds are swollen, their spirits are exhausted, and they even faintly fall into a state of madness.

Even Wu Hao found that Ghost Mist lost control amidst these whispers, running up and down like a lunatic.

It's just that these whispers have little effect on Wu Hao's ghost body.

Being grotesque, what can affect him?

What a joke!

"It's from the same source as that blood-dripping comb!"

Wu Hao finally recalled why he was so familiar with this strange branch.

That's right, it was the weird comb that I got back in Jn city.

After Wu Hao acquired this strange item that was contrary to common sense, scientific and worldview, he once studied it for a long time.

For its materials, textures, and even various property tests, it is well known.

This branch is completely made of the same material as the blood-dripping comb that was obtained from the luminous item at the beginning.

Even the weird textures on the wood are similar.

At the beginning, Wu Hao thought that those blood vessel-like textures were painted on, and even made fun of the special hobby of the original comb owner.

But now it seems that it is not painted at all, but the natural grain of the wood.

It is exactly the same as the thing in front of me, which is called the branch of the hibiscus tree.

Moreover, at the beginning, he always thought that the strange phenomenon of bleeding was caused by a vicious curse.

But the branches of the hibiscus tree were also bleeding.

It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the curse.

It's just that the blood condition of the former is unknown. When the blood concentration around him reaches a certain zero point, whispers will form.

The latter, the blood-dripping comb is a luminous item turned into an attribute ball, and by chance, it was contaminated with a vicious curse.The blood contains the malevolent power of the curse.

But Ghost Mist is not afraid of the latter. During this period of time, Ghost Mist has even been exchanging energy with the dripping blood comb, devouring traces of the strange curse power of the comb.

But now, Ghost Mist is actually a little afraid of the blood coming out of the branches. Looking at the ghost fog that is a little crazy due to whispering at this moment, Wu Hao knows it in his heart.

Ghost Mist is actually afraid of these whispers.

But why is this?

Why did Ghost Mist feel faintly afraid of these crazy whispers?

What's the matter with the incomparably longing and greedy emotions?

It's completely like a child who sees delicious food but dares not eat it for fear of being scolded by adults.

Thinking about it this way, it might be because they are afraid of the existence behind the blood!

that is ~

"The blood that emerges from the weird tree branches, when the blood reaches a certain concentration, it will form a whisper, which even scares the ghost fog."

"You, what the hell are you?"

Wu Hao looked at the few seemingly harmless hibiscus trees in front of him, thinking about those weird red silk threads that make up them.

Could it be a kind of grotesque?

It can only be another kind of grotesque power that scares even Ghost Mist, who is not afraid of anything, right?

For a moment, Wu Hao's face was cloudy and uncertain, unable to make up his mind.

Time passed slowly.

waited a while

Wu Hao sighed.

"Forget it, it's not worth the risk. Let's look for other traces."

Wu Hao decided to give up exploring the red silk thread.

There are too many mysterious things in this weird magma area, waiting for him to discover them one by one.

It's not worth giving up a large explorable forest for this one weird thing.

not worth it.

Persuading himself like this, Wu Hao threw the branch that was still bleeding into the crystal space.

In the crystal space, the latter is still bleeding, but the speed is relatively much slower, and the dripping blood has already slowed down to a drop by drop.

Don't bother with this branch for now.

It is in the crystal space, and it can't make any waves.

You must know that the crystal space was also a place where powerful and grotesque births were made.

How could it be so simple!

Melted into the ghost mist, left the floating lava mass, and returned to the ocean-like magma domain below.

In the magma field below, he occasionally found some weird hibiscus trees.

He also discovered some rules, the magma river where the hibiscus tree is located, the sudden underground magma flow is rare, this is probably because the hibiscus tree has the effect of stabilizing magma.

Or a deeper reason.

This is unknown.

In order to prevent being suddenly ejected by the high-temperature gas, it rushed to the sky again.

Wu Hao can only move forward as close to the edge of the hibiscus forest as possible. If it is not necessary, he still does not want to get too close to these hibiscus trees, it is too dangerous.