Countless thin vines emerged from Varijin's feet, dragging the camera and experimental instruments that he had dropped to the ground into the ground. Visit: If Wushuang hadn't forced him out like a dead dog, the professor would have probably become a natural "fat" material for the spore flora.

"Andre, you'd better find the damn plane before we become natural 'fat' materials!" Wushuang ran and shouted at Andre. Although Andre couldn't understand Chinese, Chen Dafu could not translate Wushuang's insulting words, but he could see the crisis that appeared in the situation from Wushuang's expression.

While the expedition team was panicking and avoiding the attack of the spore tide on this magical oasis, a sudden sound of deaf gunshots came from above, and then the rain of bullets came. Wushuang looked up and saw dozens of Japanese people who were fully armed and landed on their side a few hundred meters above their heads.

"I x, I really don't understand what secrets are in this damn plane that can make so many of you fight for him to death."

The Japanese had not yet reached the bottom of the valley and were not clear about the situation below. They thought that the green color below might be some kind of rare underground rock and soil. The bullets they shot out were sprinkled on this strange layer of devil spores like rainstorms, blowing up many spores. After the spores exploded, they sprayed out green mist. The mist fell under the clumps of tree vines, and new similar species grew again.

"Don't shoot!" Someone on his head warned the Japanese in Chinese.

"Tong, why? Why can't you shoot? Wushuang and the Russians are below, and Rongx is below. We don't need them anymore." Kawashima Hiyuki said.

"Has Kawashima Jun forgotten the crack in the Xing'anling? Wushuang is the reincarnation of Kuixing. Only he can take us into that underground world, where there is the mysterious energy that the empire needs. Did Kawashima Jun forget it?" Tong Sixi couldn't explain why he had always thought that he didn't want the young master of the thief to be killed. He had nothing to do with the young master now, but every time he could always find a reason to not kill Wushuang. Perhaps he still had feelings for the master's thief" deep in his heart and had a little respect for the young master.

"Tong Sixi! Don't let the little Japanese shoot. There are devil spores below. After the spore explodes, there are unknown creatures inside. Then no one of us can have a good time!" Wushuang shouted under the valley.

Wushuang was only caring about the movements of the little Japanese above his head, and did not care about the direction of the expedition team's movement. They were now walking towards the deepest part of the Sochi sinkhole. This deep pit covered with green spores was on a steep slope. The lower the temperature went down, and the more luxuriant the devil spores grew.

As we ran, there were already too many spores under our feet. After we stepped on them, many spores would emerge from the ground and wrap around their ankles. We could only use brute force to break free as soon as possible and move slowly.

Devil spores grow freely in this completely isolated space. Near the bottom of the Sochi deep pit, their density is almost crazy. Even the short plant trenches and spores are still nearby, which are clearly old trees that have been decades old. The spores are thick and tough, and the spores produced are like a bulging tent. The huge spores are wrapped in mysterious creatures. They are wriggling little by little in the spores, as if they are gasping for breath.

"Andre, are you sure Rongx is here?" Wushuang asked.

"Yes, the signal is getting stronger and stronger. I think it is under these spores or is surrounded by some huge spore." Andre said.

They ran wildly for a kilometer. For some reason, the biologist Varijin had not spoken and his movements were getting slower and slower, as if he was a little overwhelmed. The biologist was strong and not old, so it was impossible that his physical strength was not as good as Lan Caidie and Ma Ya.

"Chen Dafu, ask Professor Varianjing if he can run?"

Chen Dafu briefly talked to Walianjing and translated it to Wushuang: "The professor said that he was very uncomfortable and had a strange smell in his stomach. He wanted to vomit but couldn't even vomit."

Wushuang turned his head and looked at Varianjing who was running at the end, and found that his face was indeed not very beautiful and was green.

"My master, this professor seems to be injured, but look at the wound on his ankle, why is the blood flowing inside green?" Lan Caidie whispered to Wushuang.

She was right. Walianjing was injured by Sportane just now, and a small hole was left on his ankle. Everyone didn't care if he didn't affect his actions. But now his entire ankle was green and green, and every step he took, a sticky green liquid would overflow from the wound.

Wushuang stopped, turned around and asked, "Professor, are you okay?"

"Maybe... maybe it's not good. You guys go, I can keep up." Varianjing covered his ankle in pain, fearing that someone else would find something strange.

"Professor, you know, we can't live without you, Rongx... are still waiting for you." Andrey was strong like a big white bear. He had just finished fighting with the wolves in the morning, and his whole body was still bitten and had not healed. Seeing that Varianjing's face was not good, he immediately carried him on his back and continued moving forward. Wushuang was sure that if it was him who fell to the ground now, Andrey would never care.

"My master, should we tell Andre?"

Andre walked in front with Varikini on his back. Drops of viscous green liquid on Professor Varikini's ankle were ticking on the ground. The better his condition, the worse it was.

"No, keep going, you two are more careful. They are all going to die here. Let's leave a way out for ourselves as much as possible." Wushuang said.

The Japanese had advanced equipment and a large number of people. After reaching the bottom, they turned a blind eye to these strange primitive spores and pursued the Russian expedition team with one mind. They had only one purpose, and they could not let the Rongs fall into the hands of the Russians.

"Dad, we have brought them into the Sochi sinkhole. Should we withdraw? If we really fight in a while, the bullets will not be eye-catching." Tong Jianing asked.

"No hurry, I want to vaguely feel that there is a treasure buried in this pit. This treasure has absorbed all the earth energy from the ice field. They are looking for their Rongx. If we can get this treasure, it would be worth the trip."

"Dibao? Dad, what can this Gada have? You are not talking about the living creatures in the spores, are you?"

"Jianning, have you heard of the core of the Abyss?"

Tong Sixi told his son that the core of the Abyss comes from the ice heart in the cracks in the Xing'an Mountains. It has been a cold weather under the earth's crust for hundreds of millions of years, which is what it turned Siberia into an ice field. This thing is a priceless treasure. If you find it, let alone Japan, even the Americans have to come and ask us.
Chapter completed!