The Immortal’s Poison

There are more and more casualties on Wen Leyang's side, and it is not easy for the nest of bees that Miao does not pay. This kind of human figurine gut can only be displayed one-on-one. Thirty person figurines require thirty spells. Once Wu Gu is forced to cast People will also be seriously injured.

Beside a huge swamp deep in the jungle, a light green flame was burning, twenty or thirty gnomes lay densely beside the fire, their faces were miserably green against the flames, everyone was ripped apart, these The gnome's human figurine gu was broken just recently, and he was dying from the devastation and was cut open by his companion.

A dozen other gnomes happily held a large jar, carefully collected their companions' internal organs, and talked with each other, shaking the jar to show off their harvest, making a squeak sound like a rat grinding teeth.

These internal organs are good raw materials for refining Wu Gu.

There is also a dwarf, sitting directly against the flames, covered with dense sweat beads, his body trembles from time to time, his face becomes paler and paler, the false temperature he controls does not do every time he is hit hard, the power of the Terracotta Gu Reducing one, his own injury will be more serious.

Just after the dwarf spellcasting finally couldn't hold it up, while a whimper of black blood puffed up in the sky, a smirk sounded without warning on the edge of the jungle: "Kill!" The five people rushed like a panther!

The gnomes collecting the internal organs immediately exploded their nests, dropped the jars in their hands to the ground, and ran around awkwardly. They hid in the jungle swamps to kill people with witchcraft. Children are not as good.

The four dead fonts are like tigers that have just started. Their eyes are blood red or poisoned or wield a knife to kill this group of monsters mercilessly.

None of the gnome escaped, facing the swift and murderous means of death, they had no chance to practice witchcraft, and the black blood stains were flowing all over the ground, which was unexpectedly hoarded in their shriveled body. With amazing blood.

Wen Leyang was a little surprised, but I didn't expect things to be so smooth. The skin breathed and felt around, making sure there were no hidden enemies in the jungle.

Four dead letters don't need to be commanded. Everyone put on plastic gloves for surgery and carefully started to examine the gnome's body.

When a dwarf of a swarm of bees casts a witchcraft attack, it will make a big noise. Wen Leyang is right. The sound of the mud is similar to the Buddha's light chopping Yanfeng. The weird sound not only disturbs the enemy, but also assists Wu Gu. When being attacked, the sound of mud will gradually decrease until it dissipates.

The sound of muddy mud had no context at all, and sounded from all directions at the same time, but when the witchcraft was attacked, it must be that the muddy muddy sound in one direction first weakened before the sound in other directions became lighter.

There are dead fonts and parasites. Every time you do n’t insert a knife into the fake temperature, Wen Leyang can find a direction to go forward for a while, sneaking all the way to find the dwarf's habitation, and breaking the enemy in one fell swoop.

Although the process is simple, if you do not have your own special spiritual consciousness to feel the slight vibration caused by the sound, even if you understand the truth, you cannot find a direction.

A dead character pinched a piece of green cloth strip found from the body and walked to Wen Leyang.

There are still two large characters written on the cloth: Evening! The pieces of cloth should be pulled from the third 'bench'.

The four dead fonts have stopped searching. There are no valuable things except the cloth strips, which are scattered carefully around. In their occasional glances at Wen Leyang, they were full of respect and joy.

Wen Leyang frowned. He had always thought that the 'bench' was a warning from Miao's failure. Now it seems that there are other people who put the bench, otherwise the gnome would not be able to pull off the cloth to prevent them from seeing it.

On the reverse side of the cloth, there is a small line of Juanxiu: Northwest, obedient.

Wen Leyang received the cloth in his arms and waved at the dead word: "Let's go back ..." After just two steps and then stopped, he hesitated and quickly jumped back into the open space, kicking a corpse quickly Toward the fire, one-third of them had not finished kicking, and the flaming green flame was smashed.

When they rushed in, it happened to catch up with the last gnome who failed to witchcraft on the green fire. Wen Leyang didn't understand the key points, and in short, put out the fire without fail.

At the moment when the flame went out, there was a scream of sternness, which came from Qinniang Mountain in the distance, like a red knife that stuck from the eardrum into everyone's brains without stopping.

Wen Leyang was taken aback, and asked his side that he was looking at his dead word with the eyes of ‘why are you so scared?’

Dead font blinked and blinked: "Maybe!" After the five people said, they ran away and rushed in the direction of the little pepper ...

After the screaming, the whole jungle began to spit out a layer of disgusting moisture. When the little pepper was wandering, suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and Wen Leyang had returned.

Mu Mu jumped up in surprise, before she had time to speak. Wen Leyang had rushed over and grabbed her arm, too late to distinguish the direction, and shouted loudly: "Run!"

A group of people did not ask, followed by Wen Leyang and ran away.

The rammed earth is rapidly cracking, tightly at the end of the team, and the huge mud bubbles burst and emit a pungent smell. The forest is constantly collapsed and engulfed by the cracks. central!

While running, Xiao Chili kept looking back, and asked Wen Leyang in surprise: "Why did you cause such a big disaster ..." Before he finished talking, he exclaimed suddenly, and the land under them also became weak. Every step trapped people in the mud. After a few steps, the mud spread from the feet to the knees, but fortunately, it did not continue to sink, but it greatly reduced everyone's escape speed.

The crack behind him was like a hungry leech, chasing his head with his mouth wide open.

Wen Leyang kept moving around in the team. As long as someone was slightly behind, he was caught by him and thrown to the head of the team. In just a few moments, Wen had done it five times, even his non-talking brothers complained about him. : "Can't you run faster?"

Little Chili stopped her footsteps and turned back to Wen Leyang, shouting, "No, there are traps!"

Wen Leyang has been tossing people all the time, and he has nothing to do with it. He has n’t found that there are people who ca n’t detect the air bubbles under the soft dirt road. Two people have fallen and fell, and even the screams have n’t been given , Just so crisp out of thin air disappeared.

Wen Leyang is now unable to work with all his strength, looking at the back and not the front, yelling at his teeth: "Northwest! Run northwest!"

Mumu agreed, and recognized the direction in the imperial court: "We are running towards the northwest!"

"Let's run!" Wen Leyang didn't find that before, Xiao Chili still talked so much, as long as she had the sentence, she would definitely go back to the sentence. When she was lost, she thought for no reason: she just wrote herself What do you think ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ in her palm? Immediately, the figure swayed in front of him, and Wen Bu became the last one. He looked at Wen Leyang with a bitter face: "I am tired, I am tired."

A group of people flee desperately under the chasing of huge cracks. From time to time, some people fall into hidden traps. Several of the best dead fonts and hundred-footed insects line up in the first row of the team. Once someone falls, they follow behind. People will quickly avoid the trap, and everyone's face is painted with a thick sorrow!

Finally, the mud under the feet of the people became shallower and lighter, and the steps became lighter and lighter. The cracks behind the crazy chase slowly slowed down. When the ground became dry and hard again, the peppers lit up and they ran Out of the jungle.

Creaked unwillingly, and came to a halt when chasing the edge of the jungle. Wen Leyang walked at the end, and the jungle behind him shivered fiercely for a few times before returning to calm again.

A total of nine people were trapped in the soil and neutrality never came out again.

Behind Wen Leyang and Xiao Chili, there were only eleven people left, with seven dead fonts and four parasites.

There was a barren land in front of me, and the ground beneath them was dry and cracked. It should look like a river bed that had dried up for thousands of years. In the distance, a strangely shaped temple stood amidst the tomb.

Several dead fonts were relieved. The most happy thing was that Wen didn't do it: "There is no root grass!" He also thought he was strangled by Fujiko.

The riverbed is desolate, the grass is not growing, and the loess is directly connected to the foot of Qiniang Mountain.

But after the four Luojia parasites rushed to the river bed, their faces changed dramatically.

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