Musa was taken away...

Before his eyes, under Zhao Zhichao's nose, he was immediately arrested.

The huge spaceship like a creature may have come out specifically to capture Musa, no, it is not possible, it is specifically to capture Musa.

Otherwise, why did it run away after it swept up the moussa?

I guess Musa was confused at this moment.

Zhao Zhichao looked up.

In the end, I decided to jump on it.

It's a bit of a challenge for him.

Because, if one is not careful, he may jump over his head, or he may directly destroy the spaceship.

He didn't want to destroy the ship.

Because there is a good chance that this spaceship is flying to the real base of the demon.

Besides, how to find the master and go back to the knight world still has to go through demonic means.

Zhao Zhichao has already discovered that the demonic forces are all over this universe, and their armies are everywhere, and he doesn't know where they came from, nor how they were born, and the endless seems to have no end.

Zhao Zhichao jumped up, and the whole land seemed to be flicked by a spring, buzzing and shaking, and the flame defense array that Stewarder had cast flickered and disappeared.

But fortunately, Zhao Zhichao controlled his power this time and did not cause excessive damage and loss to the ground.

The spaceship in front of him ran faster and faster, as if it was about to enter some kind of high-speed channel, and Zhao Zhichao saw a circle of blue turbulence appear around it.

Zhao Zhichao felt that if he couldn't catch it anymore, he would be run away without a trace, let alone go home, and even Musa would not be able to find it.

And Musa, still at his own instigation, went to dismantle this spaceship with his bare hands, well... Musa was nowhere to be seen now, and should have been swept inside the ship.

Zhao Zhichao's speed is actually a little insufficient?

Seeing this, he suddenly took a breath forward, and forcibly froze the spaceship, and the huge spaceship that wanted to cover the sky actually stopped because of Zhao Zhichao's small breath!

Don't fly forward a little more.

The terrifying sight shocked the demons in the entire spaceship, and the spaceship that was itself a demon suddenly opened a huge eye at the bottom.

Is it looking for a cause?

Zhao Zhichao took this breath, turned his head, faced back, and blew, pushing his speed again.

Fly straight for the huge ship.

With this stagnant time, coupled with Zhao Zhichao's huge reaction force, he jumped onto the spaceship in an instant, and then the tentacles attached to him quickly rolled him in as if they sensed something.

In this way, Zhao Zhichao was probably treated as some kind of "mosquito" that accidentally collided into the spaceship.

The huge eyes were closed, and this incident was considered an accident.

Zhao Zhichao entered the "spaceship" as he wished, and his whole body was wrapped in a kind of wet and soft flesh, as if he had been entered into a certain stomach.

From time to time, sharp fangs slashed past him, but they couldn't hurt him, and besides, Bai Meng had made this white suit for him extremely strong, and nothing could damage it.

Moreover, the inside of the suit is also very comfortable, and even in the water, it is able to maintain normal comfortable dryness and permeability.

Therefore, the places that the suit can't cover, such as the hands, such as the face, have to undergo the process of being baptized by nausea juice one after another.

Zhao Zhichao wanted to punch down very much, but after thinking about it, what if he startled the snake, what if the other party didn't take him to the headquarters base.

So, he could only close his eyes and wait quietly for the time to pass.

Moussa, on the other hand, is in a very passive state.

The flesh was like a sponge, absorbing all his attacks, and making him punch down, very disgusting, and Zhou was covered with this disgusting slimy flesh, no, it would be more appropriate to say that it was flesh foam, and Mousa was surrounded by this flesh foam.

There is no strength to use all the strength, but there is nowhere to do it, this punch continues, there is no feedback at all, but it makes Moussa very helpless.

Punching into the air only consumes his own strength, and he doesn't know what this demon is planning to do, he always feels that there are countless tongues licking him.

The slippery and greasy feeling made him very uncomfortable, but the punch had no effect, and Moussa also tried to eat these things, but when he thought that it might be something in the other party's stomach, to eat it, it was really similar to eating other people's vomit, and he couldn't stand it for a while.

Therefore, Moussa can only be passively frustrated.

After another six hours or so, Moses sat up, fainting unconsciously, and now he was in a position that seemed to be a confined space, surrounded by flesh and blood, and they were pulsing, and looked slimy and slippery, like the dirt in a swamp.

Musa knew that he could not form an effective attack on it, and it could absorb almost all physical attacks, but unfortunately, Musa only had physical attacks.

He envied the wizards who could call the wind and rain.

What about Brother Zhao?

Mouses wondered.

He had apparently jumped onto the giant flying object, and then he was swept in by a huge tentacle that came from nowhere.

That... Brother Zhao has such a strong strength, didn't he make any moves?

No, no, no, Brother Zhao shouldn't be that kind of person.

Mousa thought, and shook his head again.

No, Brother Zhao may be that kind of person.

Crying without tears, Mousa thought, and he stood up, and the top of his head was inserted in some kind of soft flesh, which made him very uncomfortable, or rather, diaphragm.

Then he bowed his head.

The room was quite large, and Musa was more than ten meters tall and could walk upright by quietly bending down.

It's just that the "earth" under his feet is also a fleshy blood-red, and no matter how heavy Musa is, and the pressure of thousands of tons is stepped on, there is not a trace of damage.

"Where the hell is this?"

Moses was at a loss, his feet were moving, but he didn't know where to go, he was physically and mentally exhausted.

Somewhere he didn't know.

His mirror image was projected on a huge crystal, and a pair of strange eyes seemed to grow in the dark smoke, floating up and down next to the crystal with the image of Musa, they did not speak to each other, but they could communicate completely, and they were doing a little analysis of Mossa.

Musa would never have imagined that his body was being studied and analyzed back and forth by others, and even that to bring him back was to treat him as some other alien.

Musa also did not expect that in the room next to him, there were many different monsters, all from other planets, collected here.