Chapter 4267

Chen Ping was careful. He calculated every step in advance.

The bearing capacity of sludge, the time to stay on it, etc.

After taking this step, Chen Ping obviously felt the softness of his feet. The silt here is different from that before.

It's just a little softer. When Chen Ping was calculating the next position, suddenly a vine stretched to Chen Ping's feet and spread.

"Hum!"

Chen Ping has long noticed that this secondary vine is a kind of magic medicine, but a poison.

For ordinary monks, it is poison, but for alchemists, this vine is also a kind of elixir.

This vine grows in the swamp to attract monks to cut it. Once it falls into the mud, it will become the nutrient of the vine.

If you let it wrap around your feet, it's difficult to get away. The vines have just grown and spread to Chen Ping's feet. Chen Ping's black front giant sword has been cut down with one sword.

The vine is just a plant. Its life does not give it much wisdom.

Chen Ping's sword directly cut off the vines.

As soon as he grabbed it, this half of the vine came into Chen Ping's hands and lost the control of the root. This half of the vine is a real panacea.

Chen Ping smiled. I don't know how many people this thing has hurt.

Put the vine into the Dragon order, and a voice sounded in Chen Ping's mind.

"Cut more!"

The little yellow haired monster has been in the Dragon order, and she doesn't come out. Chen Ping knows what she likes to eat and throws some in from time to time.

But unexpectedly, this guy can even take the second level elixir. Chen Ping can imagine her eating fresh and tender vines one by one.

"Eat in one day!"

Although Chen Ping complained, he was also paying attention to the vine. As long as it was close to himself, Chen Ping would cut it down with a sword.

Vine's small movements can't escape Chen Ping's divine soul induction at all.

In this way, Chen Ping began to harvest vines in the swamp. As long as the tip of the vines, the freshest part, only this part can be used as a panacea.

As for looking for the roots of the vines, forget it. The vines in the swamp are all in the mud. The roots of the vines rely on absorbing the human friars and mysterious beasts who wear into the swamp as nutrients.

There is a strong sense of God and soul. Every sword of Chen Ping can accurately cut down the freshest part of the vine.

In the end, the vines around Chen Ping were almost cut down by him.

Chen Ping then continued to move forward. Now he has gone 300 meters deep into the swamp, about 800 meters from the end.

"There shouldn't be only vines at such a long distance!"

Chen Ping is more careful. If there is something hidden in the swamp, it is difficult to find it if you don't look carefully.

As if to respond to Chen Ping, suddenly a dark shadow jumped out of the swamp on one side.

The speed of the shadow was very fast. Chen Ping just felt the shadow flash away and couldn't capture its position.

Only in Chen Ping's body, there is something faster than it. The little yellow haired monster shot, perhaps because the things here aroused her interest.

When the little yellow haired monster stood on Chen Ping's shoulder, he finally saw what the guy was holding.

It's a little muddy thing with a light shining on its head. It's just hard to find it in the daytime.