The mysterious creatures walked slowly and orderly towards the depths of the stone path.

The eyes of the people standing on the stone path were full of panic, and they didn't know how to deal with those mysterious creatures whose realm was already impenetrable.

The mysterious creatures walked slowly in a firm direction, and everyone slowly retreated.

The mysterious creatures are getting closer and closer.

"Damn!" a long-haired, thin man's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared hysterically, and then mobilized the vitality of his whole body, "Give me death!"

"Don't!"

"Don't!"

The people around hurriedly shouted, trying to stop the man's actions, but it was too late.

The long-haired and thin man's hand suddenly sealed, and a swimming snake that exuded a dense aura suddenly appeared, and slammed into the pink creature in front of him with its huge mouth.

The mysterious creature at the forefront had only been looking in the direction of the Medicine Tower.

The snake suddenly appeared out of thin air, instantly attracting the idea of the mysterious creature.

The mysterious creature stretched out its right hand, and many tentacle-like limbs grew into its blurred right hand in an instant, frantically winding the snake around.

"Fry me!" roared the thin, long-haired man.

The snake instantly turned into a black mist, and the surging power shuttled back and forth in the black mist.

In an instant, the black mist flickered with a flash of white light, and then turned into a strong force that exploded in the envelopment of countless tentacles.

The mysterious creature's right arm vanished in an instant, and the wound took on a colorful color, and drops of viscous liquid dripped from the fracture.

On that ground, countless tentacles had shattered into pieces of stumps, slowly dissolving on the ground.

The messy and broken limbs wrapped in the pink shell flowed slowly on the ground like a viscous liquid.

The colorful miasma around the mysterious creature was also dispersed by the strong explosion, and the figure of the mysterious creature became clearer.

The long-haired, thin man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the colorful miasma that was wafting out, and couldn't help but raise his arm to cover it.

By the time he lowered his arm, the mysterious creature had appeared in front of the thin, long-haired man.

The severed right arm of the mysterious creature had regrown, and the arm of the dripping viscous liquid was not covered with a pink shell, and the arm was as hideous and terrifying as a bare muscle that had lost its skin.

The mysterious creature gently pressed its palm on the top of the long-haired thin man's head.

A viscous liquid slowly ran down the top of the long-haired, thin-haired man's head.

The long-haired man's eyes were full of horror and despair, but his body was strangely motionless, standing there quietly.

The rest of the crowd hurriedly stepped back, but the mysterious creatures were paying attention

The force was already on the people in front of him.

The bodies of those mysterious creatures grew long tentacles and squirmed towards the crowd.

The long-haired, thin man whose head was pressed against the head by the mysterious creature kept resounding in the depths of his soul, words that he could not understand.

It was the ancient and mysterious Luo Qing language.

Although the long-haired, thin-haired man did not know the meaning of those words, there was a certain emotion contained in those words that echoed in the deepest part of his soul.

"The desolate grave is lonely, if the fog is heavy, the spring gate is hidden, and the eternal sadness ......"

The long-haired thin man's heart was instantly filled with a sense of sadness and sorrow, and two lines of blood and tears couldn't help but fall from the corners of his eyes.

The mysterious creature's right hand slowly retracted like an octopus's tentacles.

And the eyes of the long-haired, thin man had become a colorful color.

"The grave is lonely, if the fog is heavy, and the spring gate is hidden, the eternal sadness......" the long-haired, thin-haired man muttered incessantly, walking towards the shore of the pink swamp.

The long-haired, thin-haired man slowly disappeared into the miasma, and a mournful cry slowly came from the miasma.

The cobweb leader and his party walked slowly on the stone path, and their bodies kept exuding a strong smell of mist. The dense aura and the colorful miasma dissolved with each other, turning into a white mist floating around several people.

The long-haired, thin, man cried and walked towards the men.

The leader of the hunting sky was about to make a move, and the leader of Bihu hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it.

The long-haired, thin, man's eyes were full of colorful colors, his head was lowered, and he didn't notice the few people in front of him, but walked straight towards the shore.

The cobweb leader leaned sideways, watching the long-haired, thin man slowly disappear into the miasma.

The golden orb floated gently in the web leader's hand.

"Time is running out. The webmaster looked at the golden orb in his hand.

The golden ball was like a living creature, and countless cracks appeared on the originally smooth surface in an instant, and the entire ball kept changing in the hands of the spider web leader, and finally turned into an eight-clawed mechanical spider the size of a grain of rice.

The mechanical spiders disappeared into the web leader's palm in an instant.

"Creation spiders. Although those mechanical spiders had disappeared into the colorful miasma, the leader of Bihu seemed to be able to see it, looking ahead and smiling slightly, "The method of spider webs is really wonderful, if I guess correctly, these spiders are all made of materials for forging holy realm weapons."

It's no wonder that it won't be eroded in the colorful miasma. ”

"This kind of thing can't be found by ordinary people at all, these little spiders don't have the fluctuation of vitality, and those who are in a lower realm will only treat these little spiders as ordinary creatures. The leader of the hunting sky smiled, "If a few of these spiders run into your hidden door, under your bed, and on your clothes, what you do and what you say will be clear to the leader of the spider web." ”

The envoy and the old man in Tsing Yi glanced at each other and smiled.

"Where do I have the time to do this, where can this spider escape your eyes, and I will only make this kind of spider Xuanjin, each one of which has cost countless efforts! "The web leader's eyes seem to be split into countless small pieces, each of which takes on a hexagonal structure, and each piece presents a different scene.

The scenes were spliced together, and the scenes of the spiders walking around were all presented in the eyes of the web leader.

"Good steel should be used on the blade...... "The web-leader muttered.

"If these spiders are there to find their way, then what are we going to do with the organization and the people in the muddy swamp?" said the envoy with a frown.

"Rushing into this place is only a dead end, and even you and I can't resist the erosion of this colorful miasma for a long time. ”

The spider web leader stretched out his right hand, and those spiders the size of rice grains returned from the colorful miasma again, floating on the spider web leader's right hand and turning into a golden ball, "Even the supposedly indestructible Xuanjin will be eroded if exposed to the colorful miasma for a long time. ”

The golden ball floated silently on the spider web leader's right hand as before, but the original smooth surface had become a little obscure at this time, and the golden ball made of dark gold had been eroded by the colorful miasma.

The envoy was silent as he looked at the golden orb whose surface had lost its luster.

The people walking on the stone path had already seen the figures not far away, and for them, the appearance of the leader of the organization could be said to be carved into their bones.

Although the aura on everyone's bodies was on the verge of disappearing, the appearance of those figures, like the light of the sun that appeared in the long night, could save them.

It's just that before everyone had time to shout, the aura on their bodies was suddenly extinguished, and those golden rays of light turned into silk threads and flew towards the figure in the colorful miasma.

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