There are four parts of pain, three parts of pleasure, two parts of horror and one part of eagerness...... No, it's not a fan chart, and if it's audio, a histogram is more appropriate!

Zhang Ning immediately rushed out of the treasure snail space!

At this time, the entire submarine chimney forest has changed-

Only...... I can't see anything at all!

The sea sand here is boiling and noisy, like a sandstorm on the bottom of the sea, and like a boiling pot of yellow sauce soup.

The temperature is rising, but not dramatically, so it is not an undersea volcano eruption...... But looking at this situation, it is estimated that it will be soon.

What's even more troublesome is that the sea sand at the bottom of the demon world that does Brownian motion still has the effect of shielding the divine sense, although it is weak, but in the case of such low visibility, it is really annoying to give another "weakening of the divine consciousness"!

Zhang Ning smiled at his chest, his eyes shone with gold and blue, and then leaned over and burrowed into the chimney like a cat with different pupils......

The dark chimney forest is filled with sea sand, and the migratory krakens don't mind the harsh conditions of less than 30 cm of visibility here, and still fight for the first place in high spirits.

The swarms on their backs seemed to be carrying bundles of dry firewood licking the chimney pillars in groups, presumably gnawing on the endemic algae attached to the pillars; As if wearing a hood, the longfish swim around like a blind man, and always collide with the grass, and after knocking over the grass, they will frantically eat the sac-like tissues that hang on the side of the grass; the mist-like mucus is surrounded by the pomfret that jumps around, and they peck at the parasites in the mucus of the fish; the discolored stumps, squids, and mackerel lose their luster in the churning sand; the bare squid and bonito, The brain-filled, fat-fat bonito and the yellow-haired mackerel desperately followed, squeezing and squeezing next to the fish, quite obscene...... In the dark chimney forest, a ghost parade is staged.

After the old turtle shouted, there was no news, Zhang Ning searched for a quarter of an hour in the migratory kraken group, but still did not know the specific location of the old turtle. Jiujiu Chinese

Suddenly, several yellow vine-like tentacles jumped out, and the sound of "poof" resounded at the bottom of the sea!

The panicked sharks, ringed tuna, musk sharks, light eels, carp sharks, turtles, and sharks all turned into skewers.

The tongue-shaped tentacles covered with barbs poked into the body of the Siren in an orderly manner—the front orifices went in and the back orifices exited, and the back orifices entered and the front orifices exited—all of which passed through the chamber without exception, and when the tentacles retracted, the barbs took the opportunity to rip out all the Kraken's internal organs.

The krakens who had been tragically taken out of their pockets sank to the bottom of the sea without any life, and the half-bald catfish cruising at the bottom of the chimney forest feasted on them.

Although the aura consumption is large, the protective barrier of the transparent raincoat can block the tentacles of the mouth and the tentacles, and Zhang Ning followed these barbed tentacles to explore the depths of the chimney forest.

After chasing for nearly a kilometer, it suddenly became clear in front of me-

There is a huge cavern in the center of the chimney forest, which looks like a large volcanic crater.

Koujozhang was firmly blocked at the entrance of the cave, and it had four short, iron-black tentacles covered with scales rummaging through the minced flesh around its body, another sixteen luminescent green tentacles full of fluorescent flagella that danced its prey, and sixty-four rusty red tentacles that resembled the back of a toad drugged the captured Kraken, and finally two hundred and fifty-six long, barbed-covered arrow-yellow tentacles reached into the chimney forest—hey, Koujozhang's color scheme is really sassy!

Looking up again, Zhang Ning couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I'm a turtle~"

——The old turtle was tied up with rusty red tentacles, which can be described as a veritable "🐢 armor binding"!