I have a Qiankun Ring

Ning Ji and Wan Mugen looked at the darkness with unusual expressions. Although they could rely on their own consciousness to explore unknown places as cultivators in the Concentration Stage, they still felt an inexplicable panic when facing the unknown of the dark land.

Li Wen frowned slightly at this moment. With his sharp consciousness, he discovered the abnormality in the darkness earlier than the two of them.

At this moment, a rustling sound came from the darkness, as if something was crawling quickly towards the three people.

"Be careful! It sounds like something is approaching us." Wan Mugen said nervously.

Li Wen threw the fireball floating beside him into the darkness. With the flickering of the fire, a dark and cold reflection appeared in the darkness.

"This is it!" Wan Mugen and Ning Ji's faces changed after seeing this reflection, and Li Wen's expression became strange.

Then the fireball seemed to hit something and quickly exploded into a ball of sparks.

With the sparks flashing, Li Wen and others saw the things in the dark clearly.

"Isn't this centipede a magic formation? How come there is one here? Is there a similar formation here?" Ning Ji said in surprise.

Wan Mugen's face became extremely ugly. At this time, he felt that the centipede in front of him was completely different from the oppressive feeling he had seen outside before.

Obviously, the one in front of him should be a real entity.

Li Wen was at the back, and his eyes narrowed unconsciously when he saw the centipede approaching him.

Although the centipede is huge, it can't feel any vitality from the perception of spiritual consciousness, just like a dead thing, which is obviously wrong.

When the distance between the two sides was only more than ten feet, Wan Mugen and Ning Ji also found something strange on the opposite side.

"Brother, why does this centipede look like a dead thing!"

Wan Mugen nodded and said with gritted teeth: 'Whether it is a dead thing or not, you will know if it is a dead thing. '

After that, he attacked the centipede with the magic weapon in his hand.

Wan Mugen's magic weapon was a black oil-paper umbrella. As the umbrella flew toward the centipede, it slowly opened and emitted several rays of light that shone on the centipede.

"The light from my oil-paper umbrella can corrode the object it shines on! If the object is a living creature, it will not be able to withstand such corrosion and will fight back desperately!"

As Wan Mugen spoke, the centipede made a sizzling sound when it was shone on by the oil-paper umbrella.

After seeing the successful effect on it, Wan Mugen's face showed a smug look.

"When your tendons and bones are completely corroded, you will not be far from death!"

Li Wen looked at the light of the oil-paper umbrella with a look of surprise on his face, but then he showed a playful look.

In the small and dim space, the sizzling sound filled everyone's ears, but the centipede in front of them did not seem to feel any discomfort. It even stood up its whole body and opened its huge mouthparts to bite the oil-paper umbrella.

"This... How is it possible!" Wan Mugen was surprised to see such a situation.

"Brother! Hurry up and put away the umbrella." While Ning Ji was talking, the huge mouth bit down hard on the oil-paper umbrella.

There were only a few crisp cracking sounds, and the originally black oil-paper umbrella was instantly broken into two pieces.

Seeing this, Wan Mugen's face showed anger: "You beast, you destroyed my magic weapon, I will make you live a life worse than death! 'After saying that, he was ready to attack the centipede.

Li Wen sneered at this and immediately stepped forward to grab Wan Mugen and said coldly: "It's just a body without consciousness. Even if you grind it to ashes, it's useless. Hurry up and find the things hidden in it."

After saying that, he stood up and stepped forward, and sacrificed the Tai'a sword to stab the centipede.