Eternal Tranquility

Insect Abyss was once the home of the Zhi tribe thousands of years ago. It also had a glorious time and was ranked among the great families in the Yin-Moon Blood Realm. It's a pity that this clan was too greedy and wanted to occupy the entire interface. In the end, all their glory was ruined by their huge ambition.

Since then, Insect Abyss has become an abandoned place. Except for some monks who want to catch monster insects who occasionally come here, few people visit it. But when the swarms of monster insects in the Insect Abyss became a climate, the place became dangerous, and it became even more inaccessible.

The big pit created by Ding Haizhu was bottomless, and when Liu Qinghuan released his consciousness, it seemed that there was a very vast space below, which made him a little suspicious.

Did Ding Haizhu just smash through the underground palace of the Zhi tribe?

As far as he knew, most bugs lived underground, and the Zhi clan with the blood of the bug clan would most likely leave a huge underground palace in their former nest, if it was not destroyed.

And it is even more interesting that Xuanyuan Yihe has not come up after being down for so long.

He made a secret with his right hand, and saw a giant flying out of the hole, and turned into a dazzling round orb when it fell into his hand.

Brushing away the floating dust on the beads, Liu Qinghuan looked at the space fragments in the distance that had stopped collapsing but had not yet been healed, and lost in thought.

Should you seize this great opportunity and run away immediately, or should you go down and see what's going on?

Feeling the cold aura still lingering on her body, Liu Qinghuan quickly made a decision and floated down.

As soon as he entered the big hole, the already dim light around him became even dimmer, and it wasn't long before he could barely see his fingers. An unpleasant heat rose from below, and there was an inexplicable sweetness in the decay.

It didn't take long for him to pass through the soil layer that Ding Haizhu had smashed through, and a huge underground cave appeared in front of Liu Qinghuan.

There are some bright spots flickering in the darkness, which are the glimmers of light from the demonic insects that originally lived here. There is also a deep pit in the corner of the cave, and the blood stains left in it are even a little warm. It's just the human body. Gone.

Liu Qinghuan frowned, and soon found some messy traces on the ground. It seemed that someone had torn and rolled here, sweeping away the originally silent dust into a mess, and finally disappeared in the collapse on the side of the cave.

This made Liu Qinghuan startled. A god-transformation monk disappeared silently, but he didn't hear any movement from above!

After thinking about it, he cautiously moved Chu Yi out, one person and one beast entered the black and white field of vision, and then cautiously touched the small hole that was covered with rubble.

Behind it is a winding passage that slopes down. Although it is in disrepair and is somewhat uneven, judging from the relatively flat stone slabs on the ground, there are very heavy human traces here.

Liu Qinghuan quickly discovered the clues, reached out and took out a thin thread that was scratched in the crack of the corner stone, and pulled it. It was elastic and sticky, like the mycelium of some plants, but more like spider silk. The sparkling light on it It was very conspicuous in the black and white vision, otherwise he might not have noticed it.

A guess couldn't help but come to mind: he and Xuanyuan Yihe were fighting to the death above, and a pair, or maybe even many double insect eyes, below were secretly watching them until Xuanyuan Yihe was driven into the ground.

Even if his magic power was limited, being hit by Ding Haizhu was by no means an easy matter. Judging from the remaining blood stains, Xuanyuan Yihe was obviously seriously injured and was very likely to faint for a moment.

Then the demonic insect that had been lurking suddenly pounced over, spit out silk and dragged Xuanyuan Yihe Juanba Juanba away. But Xuanyuan Yihe was still a cultivator of gods after all, so he struggled hard, but in the end, maybe because of his serious injuries or other reasons, both of them disappeared into this huge underground palace.

"wrong!"

Liu Qinghuan quickly rejected this conjecture. What kind of monster insect could capture a god-forming monk? To have such terrifying strength, it must be at the level of a god...

Such a conjecture is too shocking, and his current behavior of running to find the other party will undoubtedly lead to death.

Liu Qinghuan looked weird and stopped where he was.

At this moment, strong spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly came from the front, and the entire tunnel began to shake violently. Countless gravel rolled down from the top of the head, and sand and dust fell like rain!

Liu Qinghuan's heart tightened as he sensed the aura of Xuanyuan Yihe and another aura full of violence and destruction.

After walking a few steps and turning the corner, an underground cave that was several times larger than the one above appeared in front of them. Even Liu Qinghuan, who had experienced a lot, couldn't help but gasped when he saw the scene in the big pit in the middle of the cave. gas!

What is that? ! A woman's face is exquisitely beautiful, but in the middle of her forehead is a big mouth full of fangs. Where her hair should have been, there is a big ugly face. Below its chest, it is completely covered with mucus. It is five or six feet long, and its eight spider-like legs are covered with long black hairs like steel brushes.

At this time, the woman's face was full of pain, and she kept moaning in extreme pain, holding her abdomen with two pairs of white hands.

If she looked carefully, she could see crystal clear insect eggs emerging from the end of the huge and swollen belly. There were so many eggs that they had already laid a thick layer under her body.

But the mouth on top of her head opened fiercely, and densely packed spider threads spurted out, almost overwhelming, forcing Xuanyuan Yihe into a corner, from where the surging spiritual power fluctuations like a stormy sea came. from.

At this time, Xuanyuan Yihe's loud rebuke suddenly came out: "You remnants of the Zhi clan! How dare you not change your mind and risk the world's disapproval to cultivate an insect mother? Aren't you afraid of being strangled by the entire world!"

The scorching fire suddenly erupted, and the air gradually filled with the smell of burnt hair. Unfortunately, the spider silk was extremely slimy and endless, but it was not enough to get him out of trouble.

Not long after, a gloomy voice sounded: "It's useless for you to struggle. It's better to die obediently. It's your honor to be the nourishment for the mother insect when she gives birth."

Liu Qinghuan was greatly surprised when he discovered that there was a man wrapped in a black robe standing in an inconspicuous corner, but that voice... why was it so similar to Gu Jingchen, the holy master of the Zhi tribe.

Sure enough, Gu Jingchen transformed into thousands of insects that day and still escaped from the Taiwei sword.

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the insect mother in the middle again. Her aura was even more powerful than Xuanyuan Yihe.

In the past, he had seen demon cultivators in human form, but this was the first time he had seen the body of a demonic beast above the fifth level. This is a wrong place, it's better to leave quickly.

He gently patted Chu Yi's head, and just took a step back when he heard Gu Jingchen sneer coldly, and said with hatred: "Now that you are here, why don't you show up to see us? We have been friends for a long time, Liu ! Qing! Huan!”

A relative's daughter is getting married tomorrow, and the author has to rush to see her off early in the morning. I don't know how long the fuss will last at night, so I have to take a day off.