Apocalyptic Dark Age

Less than a hundred meters away from the front of the peak, there is a dark golden treant with lush green color. The ancient-colored bark is smooth and delicate, like a jade carving. The cloud patterns are clustered, and there is a mysterious and indescribable brilliance, shrouded in a halo. Underneath, there is a mysterious and luxurious atmosphere.

The boundless white bones set off the tree man, full of strange and dangerous auras. The most profound thing he felt was the peak. Just now, if he hadn't seen through the illusion, he might have become a member of the mountain of bones.

The previously minced Nirvana armor was intact, and the amethyst sword in his hand was crystal clear. It had broken away from the metal material and transformed into crystal. The palm of his right hand was as hot as holding a red charcoal block, and the cross star could no longer be seen. Unable to maintain its invisible and intangible form, it twisted in the palm of my hand like a loach, almost breaking away.

If in the past, the cross star was out of his palm, it would be too late for Gao Feng to rejoice, but after the cross star helped him block countless crises, even if the cross star wanted to leave, Gao Feng would not let him go. This was a life-saving trump card.

Clenching his fist, Gao Feng glared at the tree man. The mysterious imprisoned tree man finally appeared, bringing a sense of danger ten times stronger than Bengyun Jialuo. Everything he had experienced before was just an appetizer. What was in front of him Tree people are a feast.

Gao Feng didn't know that the dangers he had experienced before were real and just fantasies. But at this moment, his weak physical strength told him that he had reached the lowest point. It was difficult to even stabilize the level of Rishan Jia Luo. If he continued to take action, he might retreat to the lowest level. Regret Jun Jialuo.

But Gao Feng did not focus on his poor health, but on the mysterious imprisoned tree man ahead. If he could not escape, it would be useless even if he was promoted to Bengyun Jialuo tomorrow.

The Imprisoned Treeman constantly exudes a mysterious and strange halo, spreading like a layer of mist in the huge space, washing over the peak repeatedly. Each time it washes away, the burning heat in the palms increases, like wire cutters, cutting repeatedly. If the pain-sensing nerves reaching the peak were not strong enough in the heart and tenacious enough in the will, they would have collapsed in this inhuman pain.

Cross Star has reached the limit, and the struggle is getting bigger and bigger, but Gao Feng's tightly clenched fist makes Cross Star unable to escape. He can only feed back the spiritual power as huge as the ocean to Gao Feng, allowing him to persist. Stay awake under the strange mental attack of the imprisoned tree man.

When fighting Bengyun Jialuo before, Cross Star encountered an unbearable mental attack, and fed back the undigested mental power to Gao Feng, but it was less than 1%, even if it was less than 1%, It also increased Gao Feng's mental power by five percent.

The tree man's mental power is hundreds of times that of Bengyun Jialuo. When Gao Feng fell into the illusion, Cross Star was able to hold on. Otherwise, he would not be able to pull Gao Feng out of the tree man's environment. In the end It was up to Gao Feng to figure it out on his own and wake up from the illusion at the last moment, otherwise he would have died under the strange mental illusion of the tree man.

The cross star is now like a balloon that has been inflated to the limit. Even a little more air will burst. The only way is to continuously instill the absorbed spiritual power into the peak to relieve one's own pain.

So the imprisoned treant is like a power source, the cross star is like a charging cable, and the peak is the battery, but the premise is that there is no upper limit to the mental power that can be replenished to the peak, and the battery has no power-off protection. A steady stream of mental power repeatedly fills the peak. In the brain, the pain is so painful that it is about to explode.

The endless spiritual power is like a bucket poured into the small teacup of Gaofeng. Although it is shared by the cross star, it cannot contain all the spiritual power. Moreover, the spiritual power of the imprisoned tree man is ten times stronger than that of Jialuo, and the mysterious imprisoned tree A person's mental power is a hundred times stronger than that of an ordinary Imprisoned Treeman.

When the invisible and qualityless mental power reaches a certain limit, it will undergo a qualitative change, so Cross Star will struggle crazily, and Gao Feng will also face a desperate situation. At this time, the mental power attack that imprisoned the tree man has just warmed up, even if A lot of spiritual power was stolen by Cross Star and Gao Feng, but it was only a drop in the bucket.

The peak and the cross star are two in one. If the cross star is exploded, the peak will fall into a boundless illusion, unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy. Even if he dies, he will not know how he died. Therefore, the only way to survive is to let the cross star And he could withstand the boundless spiritual power that imprisoned the tree people.

The spiritual power imprisoning the tree people is vast and boundless, like the vast sea, and the cross star is a small puddle. How can it contain so much spiritual power? Gao Feng realized that in order to solve the crisis, the cross star must be improved by leaps and bounds.

At this time, Gao Feng's head was about to explode. Only by diverting his attention could he feel better. His brain was spinning rapidly, thinking of all kinds of incredible ways, but none of them met the actual situation of the eyeliner. The veins on his forehead were like a relief of Nine Dragons. When it bulged out from under the skin, a light suddenly flashed in my heart.

Although the cross star is parasitic on the palm, it is not a living thing. It feeds on mental power, so it is much less harmful than the imprisoned tree man. Although it has absorbed a lot of mental power from Jessica and the two girls, it has not grown one bit. , perhaps it is precisely because the cross star is in the infancy stage that it does not grow much, so it does not pose a danger to the peak.

If a method is found to accelerate the growth of the Cross Star, perhaps the huge amount of spiritual power that imprisoned Shuren will not be a crisis, but an opportunity for Gao Feng to become stronger. Compared with the possible hidden dangers after the Cross Star grows, Gao Feng cannot care about so many of them now.

The Nirvana armor covering Gao Feng's body disappeared like water, revealing Gao Feng's ferocious cheeks with green veins emerging. His fisted right hand trembled slightly. He held the amethyst sword in his left hand and suddenly cut open the wrist of his right hand.

The skin, which was as tough as old tree bark, broke open like butter under the sharp amethyst knife, cutting a deep wound. The bright red blood instantly flowed out of the wound and slid towards the palm.

The meandering blood was like a living thing. It did not fall to the ground under the influence of gravity, but got into the palm one after another, soaking the cross star.

There is no other way. Gao Feng doesn't know what conditions are needed for Cross Star to grow. The environment at this time no longer allows him to think too much, so he can only do it first and then talk about it.

The cross star soaked in blood seemed to be struggling even more fiercely, as if Gao Feng's blood was more terrifying than the endless mental power that burst it. Gao Feng's expression was ferocious and indifferent, and he ignored the cross star's struggle. It was originally It doesn't matter if you try unsuccessfully to test your enthusiasm.

The final result only concluded that blood was useless against Cross Star. Gao Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, maybe he could only go so far.

At this time, hair-thick golden fibrous roots suddenly emerged from the ground around Gao Feng, like blood-sucking insects, swarming towards Gao Feng's wound. At this time, Gao Feng could not move and could only watch the fibrous roots drill out. Looking at the wound that was being closed, I felt a sense of bitterness in my heart.

This is really rejecting the tiger at the front door and letting in the wolf at the back door. Before the problem of mental power can be solved, the imprisoned tree man has come up with new tricks. If he has sufficient physical strength, why can't he even stop the small roots?

The golden roots penetrated into the wound and continuously drew out the blood. The hair-thick roots were filled with blood and turned golden red, as if growing on Gao Feng's arm. The slender roots did not draw blood very fast. , but if it can't be solved, it won't be long before Gao Feng will be fucked.