Chapter 60: Guided by Blood, the Dark Green Sky (2)

The restless twelve people on the ground barely managed to sit cross-legged, and the many adventures allowed them to run away without panic.

At this time, what they need most is calm, and there is inquiry.

Wu Jiang, who led the opening of the gate of the illusion, had already fallen, and he was still lying motionless in the grass next to the statue without knowing his life and death.

The blades of grass that have deepened their color have also become bewitching and slender, and Wu Jiang, who was not thin and weak, is now lying in the grass and looking half-hidden and half-visible from a distance.

It's so evil.

While the back of the neck was cold and the scalp was numb, the others all looked at the yellow-haired man who was also panicked in their hearts, and when they saw that he was also stiff and sweaty, they all shouted in their hearts:

"It's going to be bad!!"

Before they could make a move, they heard a sharp whistling sound coming from overhead, and everyone looked up to see that the white glowing sphere on the top of the cave was already the same dark green, and the mutated ball of light was sprinkled with dark light, and several darker shadows were flying around it.

The walls of the cave on all sides were also under the influence of the dark green light ball on the top of the cave, as if someone had taken a brush stained with thick green paint and slowly painted the color, and gradually disappeared under the gaze of the twelve, emitting a dark green shimmer, which reflected the dark green of the cave roof.

There are some tenacious people who are forced to panic, and want to move their cold and numb hands, feet, and bodies, and leave this strange place to return to the safety of the mountaintop ground, only to find that the "green" grass on the ground has turned into ropes at some point, crawling all over their lower bodies, and firmly binding them, and suddenly the numb body makes them powerless to break free from the shackles of the blades of grass.

It turns out that it is the blades of grass that are cold, and it is the body that is numb.

The yellow-haired man maintained a stiff cross-legged appearance, not that he didn't want to move, but he couldn't move at all.

He was the first to notice that something was wrong, but he was the first to have an accident.

Where no one else could see, there were already dense sharp blades of grass, unconsciously turning from soft to hard, piercing into his skin.

And immediately after the slight sting, it turned cool and comfortable, and then was ignored by the yellow-haired man in the strange changes in the outside world.

When he found out, the yellow-haired man could only sit cross-legged in a stiff posture and couldn't even speak.

The only thing that can move is the brain that usually doesn't use much, and the yellow-haired man who is in trouble can only use his brain that can still think overloaded, hoping to come up with a way to find a way out.

As time passed, even the yellow-haired man who had not had dark green blades of grass on his body began to climb up the slender and sharp blades, and the other eleven people were covered the fastest, and the blades of grass had spread to his chest.

If you want to move, you are firmly bound by thousands of tough and slender blades of grass, and as long as you move a little, you will be drenched in blood by the sharp edges of the blades of grass.

If you want to escape, the entrance to the cave has been sealed by mutated plants when everyone is panicking, and looking at the demonic "forest spirit" in the middle, it is difficult for everyone to break through in an intact state.

Some of the people who have entered a desperate situation have already collapsed, and in their madness, while their hands can still move, although they know that it is futile, they are also frantically using tools to cut the "nether chains" that are wrapped around their bodies and are bloodthirsty and fleshy.

Some people who lost their minds even tore and bit the "blades of grass" with their hands and teeth.

After the frenzied move, it was in vain to obtain dark red blood, scarred hands, and a large, blood-red mouth that was broken and leaked out of teeth like a man-eating beast.

In the dungeon, under the shroud of the "dark green sky", Hell poked out its tentacles, the Netherworld sang joyful songs, and the twelve sacrifices were now sliding into the abyss in the midst of sacrifice and struggle.

In the inky green light, the lower half of the body is covered with "green leaves", the upper body is drenched in blood, the face is twisted and crazy, and they are struggling, they have also become "evil ghosts", turning into a part of the deep evil intent.

An aura of despair enveloped the entire cavern, and no one felt like they had a chance to escape.

The yellow-haired man who had been unable to move and could only move his brain finally gathered enough "strength" to dispel the stiffness of his whole body.

Although still weak, the upper body that was not covered was finally able to move, and the mouth was able to speak.

He is a semi-finished "Heavenly Warrior" who has undergone preliminary transformation, although he was secretly calculated to be unable to move when he was caught off guard, but as long as he is given time and let him concentrate the strength in his body, he can get rid of the predicament in front of him, and he is not the weak chicken he used to be.

The yellow-haired man, who was not very good at using his brain, still chose "body thinking", and after using a wild and rough outburst and mobilizing the holy light energy that was stagnant and sluggish, he finally dispelled some of the negative states on his body and regained the ability to move his body.

Then the yellow-haired man who saw hope continued to gather the "Holy Light Energy" in his body and began to turn his head to check the situation around him.

The entire underground cave presents a hellish scene under the dark green sky, and eleven dying and struggling "teammates" dance like demons in the dark green light, becoming a part of this dark green abyss.

The annoyed yellow-haired man cursed secretly, and then turned his head to look at Wu Jiang, who was lying in the center of the lawn, under the dark green statue, suspected of assassinating them, he hadn't forgotten this person who had kept him on the lookout.

At a glance, Wu Jiang, who was lying down, still maintained his previous posture without any traces of movement, and the lying body also climbed on the blades of grass, only the upper body leaning on the statue remained the same.

The yellow-haired man was a little puzzled.

Is it Wu Jiang's fault?

What does this in the dungeon have nothing to do with him?

But in the opening steps and plan submitted by Wu Jiang, there is no mention of such a strange situation after entering the underground palace......

The yellow-haired man, who already had insufficient brains, is now even more confused.

In the end, the anxious yellow-haired man decided to put aside all the things he couldn't figure out, concentrate on accumulating strength, and wait until he could move.

Just as he turned around, the yellow-haired man noticed that Wu Jiang's left hand on the statue seemed to move, so he hurriedly looked at the pale hand carefully.

In the gaze, a few seconds passed, and the pale and bony hand moved again, and under the gaze of the yellow-haired man, the index and middle fingers of the bone-like hand moved slightly, and then the whole palm twitched, and began to try to clench the fist, but it quickly let go, probably touching the wound in the palm.

The yellow-haired man was very excited, if Wu Jiang could wake up, it would still be very helpful to him, although everything that happened strangely in the dungeon Wu Jiang was suspicious, but it was also possible that Wu Jiang didn't know that this kind of change would occur after entering the dungeon and opening the seeds.

After all, in the previous series of tricks, Wu Jiang had remained unconscious, and it was unlikely that he would do anything secretly.

Moreover, the yellow-haired man has no bottom in this underworld-like underground palace, and now he urgently needs a helper to stand up and face the crisis with him.

He had never cared about Wu Jiang for the first time with sincere wishes, hoping that Wu Jiang would wake up immediately.

Soon, the yellow-haired man who was staring at Wu Jiang intently breathed a sigh of relief, and Wu Jiang woke up.

Wu Jiang under the statue in the distance first began to raise his entire left arm, then supported, and then his right hand also began to move, and his hands slowly supported Wu Jiang's entire body after exerting force, and after many wounds were cut by the slender and sharp blades of grass, Wu Jiang finally adjusted his posture and sat up with his back against the statue.

Sensing the scorching gaze in the distance, Wu Jiang responded to the yellow-haired man with a "warm" smile, pulled the backpack with his left hand like white bones, opened it and found the rhizome and the bottle of crystal juice that he had intercepted earlier, slowly chewed the rhizome and swallowed it under the gaze of the yellow-haired man, and then raised his head to drink the juice in the bottle.

Soon, the yellow-haired man found that Wu Jiang, who was not only weak before, but also showed an old appearance, began to recover his spirits.

The palms, neck, and face that were thin and exposed the muscles and bones and blood vessels began to be rounded, and the pale skin also highlighted the color and a little blood, and even the gray hair bun that had not been looked at carefully in front was not so obvious.

Slowly, there was a faint light that flashed out and expanded from the vicinity of Wujiang Dantian.

Everywhere the light went, the dark green blades of grass seemed to meet natural enemies, and they retreated and avoided one after another, and when the faint light covered Wu Jiang's whole body, a "intact" Wu Jiang appeared in front of the yellow-haired man.

Looking at the magical scene in front of him, the yellow-haired man wanted to beat his chest and shout, or he was too stupid, and he was also wrong to blame Wu Jiang, if he didn't look down on people and was a little suspicious, if he was humble on the ground and asked a few more words, maybe their whole team would not suffer such a big loss.

Everything is self-inflicted, and they can't blame others.

Wu Jiang, the whole body on the opposite side, exuded a hazy light, his back against the statue was resting and recovering his strength, he didn't open his mouth to speak, just smiled and stared at the yellow-haired man, waiting for his move.

The yellow-haired man, who had all his doubts, decisively opened his backpack, found the rhizome and juice of the wolf, chewed and swallowed it like Wu Jiang just now, and then drank it all.

Then it soon radiated light from the position near the dantian of his body, slowly covering his whole body, expelling the haunted blades of grass and regaining his freedom.

The yellow-haired man now has no major problems except that his body is still weak and a little numb, and even the "Holy Light Energy" that was difficult to concentrate in his body before is now gathered out of the state of condensation, much easier and faster.

The yellow-haired man estimated that it would take another ten minutes at most for him to be alive again.

The yellow-haired man who had recovered was in a good mood, and after Wu Jiang, who was resting with a big mouth, showed a grateful smile, he turned his head and shouted to the other eleven people, trying to save this group of "waste" subordinates, he didn't want to become the commander of the light pole before the mission was carried out a third of the way, and he was alone.

In the midst of the shouting and scolding, some of the other people who were in trouble took it by themselves, and some with the help of their teammates, they all swallowed the rhizomes and drank the branches and leaves, solving the dilemma of being riddled with grass blades.

Although the entire dungeon is still weird and dangerous, and the dense roots of mutant plants are full of murderous intentions, with Wu Jiang's awakening, and then solving their life-and-death crises with every move, and letting "safety" return to everyone, the atmosphere in the team is suddenly much more relaxed.

They all feel that they have a direction to move forward and the support of their backbone, and they are no longer at a loss and in a dilemma.

Many of the veteran players who were led by Wu Jiang before remembered the feeling of following Wu Jiang before, and the weak Wu Jiang in front of them made them re-experience what it means to be strategizing and detailed, and a feeling that it was better to follow Wu Jiang arose spontaneously in the hearts of many people.