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"Ah, why are you looking for it? It's very fierce. " The Ginkgo tree was frightened and shook its branch, "Green is making a nest on my tree. It told me that the Ghost Vine has eaten its family members."

Hearing this, Murong Ling was not afraid, but instead happy. Just now, when she was at the outer perimeter of the forest, she heard a gossiping sound, and inadvertently caught hold of the news of a ten thousand year old Ghost Vine. She decided to take a risk and explore, and after hearing how savage it was, she was extremely satisfied.

The more destructive a plant was, the better its effects would be. In her previous life, she had collected a lot of seeds, and when she fought with others, she would scatter the seeds out, then take advantage of the moment when the opponent was not prepared to attack, and change the situation in the blink of an eye.

Today, when she entered, she wanted to take a piece of Ghost Vine and its seed. A ten thousand year old Ghost Vine was impervious to water and fire, and could not be stopped by blades, its power was not something an ordinary whip could compare with.

"I'm not afraid, tree. Is Little Green still around? Can you let it lead the way for me?"

Murong Ling guessed that it was discussing with Little Green. As expected, after around fifteen minutes, a dark green embroidered eye bird flew down, flapping its wings and coiled around her head, crying as it urged her on.

Murong Ling thanked the ginkgo tree, infused it with some of the vitality she had taken from Wu Changying, and followed Little Green into the depths.

The fog got thicker and thicker, Murong Ling could no longer tell where east, west, north and south was, but Xiao Lu was still flying in front of her, familiar with the route. She finally stopped at one location, 500 meters away was a quagmire.

Green suddenly screeched and flew round and round in the air, but stopped, finally stopping on the branch of a tree and tilting his head to look at her. Murong Ling communicated with the tree that it was staying at, and found out that the Ghost Vine was right opposite of them. Xiao Lu had endured her fear to the limit, and didn't dare to bring her here anymore.

"You have to be careful, there are evil things living in this swamp."

Receiving the reminder, Murong Ling was not in a hurry to go over. She removed the whip from her waist and applied some poison grass she had collected along the way. Only then did she look at the quagmire in front of him.

The fog that had baffled them was no longer there. What replaced it was a layer of poisonous miasma that permeated the air above the bog. Layers of poisonous miasma rose from below, their colors becoming lighter and lighter, almost non-existent.

guessed that the depth of the color meant the size of the poison. Little Green could fly, and it could pass through high altitudes. Murong Ling didn't have the ability to fly through the air based on virtual reality, so she could only pass through the surface of the swamp.

Because the bog was poisonous, there were almost no plants growing around, making the red grass beside the bog look even more unusual. It was only twenty centimeters tall, and only had two oval leaves.

All living things were at odds with each other. Presumably, that small grass was the antidote for the Mud Venom.

Murong Ling was overjoyed, a layer of faint green light enveloped his body, preventing the poison from entering his body. She quickly entered the range of the poison, picked the Scarlet Fruit and immediately left. Even so, a bit of the poison still seeped into her body, causing her to feel dizzy. She quickly picked a Scarlet Fruit and ate it. Her mind suddenly became clear and her discomfort disappeared.

The Scarlet Fruit was indeed the antidote.

Murong Jun grew more confident as she performed her qinggong, and in the blink of an eye, she was already at the edge of the quagmire. At this moment, the surface of the bog was calm without any traces of evil, but the natural world was like this. The calmer it was, the more dangerous it was.

She had already passed through more than half of the swamps. With just four more ups and downs, she would be able to successfully reach the other side. It was because of this that she was even more vigilant.

At this moment, just as she was catching her breath, a huge crocodile suddenly broke out of the swamp, opened its mouth wide, and bit at her. Its dense set of sharp fangs shone with a cold light in the dark forest.

Murong Ling was stepping on the crocodile's upper jaw, making it look like she had thrown herself into a tiger's mouth. However, she was already on guard, and immediately jumped up, throwing poison grass into its mouth.

The poisonous grass that could poison an elephant was naturally able to cure the crocodile. In the next moment, the crocodile rolled around in the pond, and the poison became even stronger, causing Murong Ling's head to sink, she immediately ate a few more Scarlet Fruits.

At the start, the crocodile had already sunk back into the quagmire and was replaced with a dense mass of crocodile heads, all of them staring at Murong Ling who was in the air with their bloody and greedy eyes, without any place to rest.

At the same time, when the crocodile was excitedly waiting for her to fall, the whip in her hand hit its head. Using the counterforce, she flew up again, this time, it was so similar that in the blink of an eye, she landed on the shore.

The crocodile that was escaped by its prey rolled around angrily, letting out roars of rage one after another. After realizing that she could not do anything, it finally sank down, and the swamp returned to its calm state.

The dense forest behind the quagmire suddenly became spacious. Every tree here was very big, with a single tree forming a forest. Therefore, even though there weren't many trees, the sky was still shrouded in dense branches and there was no sunlight. Murong Ling followed the guide and went deeper inside. Finally, at the end of the forest, she saw the Ghost Vine.

The Ghost Vine's entire body was a dark green, suffused with a dark glow. The vine had long and sharp poisonous thorns, and wherever it went, not a single blade of grass would grow. At this time, there was only one type of plant at the edge of the cliff, and it was so clean that there was not even the corpse of a bird.

Murong Ling could communicate with plants and was very sensitive to their emotions. She could easily feel that the Ghost Vine was very irritable and aggressive at the moment, with countless vines being protected by dense vines. It seemed to be attacking and also seemed to be defending itself.

After a few fruitless attempts at communication, Murong Ling could not help but raise her eyebrows in astonishment. This was the first time she had met a plant that ignored her. Just as she was thinking about the reason, the next moment, she was pulled back from her thoughts by the sudden clap of thunder.

There were no tall trees blocking the cliff, and the sky had long been revealed. However, at this time, the sky was filled with black clouds and there was no light. It was no different from the dark forest, which made it impossible for Murong Ling to detect anything abnormal at first glance.

At this time, from the dark clouds in the sky, lightning started brewing. The lightning became bigger and bigger, and in the end, as if it could not bear it any longer, lightning as thick as a bucket suddenly struck down like lightning, accurately hitting the Ghost Vine.

In that moment, the vines of the Ghost Vine bared its fangs and brandished its claws, igniting a layer of flame that illuminated the dark world.