Among the many Tsukiji monks who poured into Langya Island. Countless killings have been staged.

Although there are many treasures in this secret environment. But more often than not, it is the monks who have come here over the years. The remains of the bones.

To the east of the secret border. Tens of thousands of miles to the west is an endless stream of bloody sand. It is as ferocious as the open mouth of a wild animal. It's weird and scary.

More than a dozen figures vaguely sped from the east. It's very fast. Soon it was in the bloody desert.

"To a friend. Isn't that place far away?" an old man's face stared into the distance. The man next to him asked.

"Hmm. Thousands of miles away. At our current rate. Three hours is enough!" The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

The rest heard. He looked a little excited.

However, one of them was a little worried and said, "To Big Brother." This is where bloodworms breed. This monster worm is very difficult. We better be careful!"

"Huh. Brother Liu, don't worry. A dozen of us were deceased Tsukiji and false monks. It's enough to deal with it!"

"This ......" Liu Man couldn't help but pause when he heard this. But before he can say more. There was a sudden buzz around. As if something was about to appear.

Then they only felt their feet tremble slightly. Then there are the dramatic ups and downs. It was as if the sea was raging. But I don't know how to deceive the monks. It seems to be very close to them.

"Not good. It's a damn sandworm!" shouted the man surnamed Liu. Remind everyone.

The crowd heard. Tight complexion. Look at the surging power on the ground. Obviously, newcomers aren't good at this. Next, the soul is used to protect the entire body.

"Hey!" sneered at the person with the surname. A storage bag that pats you on the waist. Offer a red ghost knife. One-hand clamping strategy. It turned into a giant sword of ten feet. With a loud bang, he dived underground and was decapitated.

After a loud bang. Then I saw the red sand mist coming in the sky. It's like covering the sky.

With this cut. That underground thing seems to be dead. Then it fell silent.

"Hey. What kind of damn bug is that?" Xiang sneered at the man surnamed Xiang. There was disdain on his face.

"To Big Brother. Don't underestimate this......" Liu Qingchun's face tightened. Swift warning.

But don't wait for him to finish. The ground heaved again. I don't know how many times the first time I don't know how intense.

And then came out. The surrounding red sand seems to be alive. It's taking to the skies.

From a distance. The red sand wrapped a dozen people around the line. It's like entering a tornado.

"What?" said the man with the surname showed an incredulous color on his face. The knowledge of God swept the room. Then he saw where the red sand was.

It is apparently a myriad of small red bugs that resemble needles. Shade the sky, shade the sky, connect together. Everything is encased in the blink of an eye.

That's a bloodworm. When this bug comes out. All the vitality in the space will be absorbed. There was a sense of suffocation among all present.

Luckily. Everyone's achievements are not fragile. Calm down quickly.

"Get out!" glanced at Han Sheng to the person with the surname. Suddenly shouted. His men even sacrificed the spirit sword little by little. Straight into the blood sandworm.

"Don't ......" Liu Man seemed to think of something. But it didn't stop it.

I saw the knife cut through the blood sandworm. The face of the man surnamed Xiang immediately sank. A spiritual sword refined from the heart. There is a feeling of getting heavier and heavier. There's no time to think about it. There was a sharp pain in my heart. He shouted with a twisted face.

"Be careful, your friends. This bloodworm can absorb divine knowledge. Attack with magic!" Liu Man hurriedly supported him. Remind the people around you.

Hearing this, everyone's faces changed. Recognize that the greatest power of monks is to control their treasures against their enemies. This damn bug just suppressed it all.

At this time, it was surrounded by blood sandworms. It's just hard to rush out.

But they clearly underestimated the power of these blood worms.

Countless bloody sands surround it. Those seal characters and spell attacks. Even if a lot of people were killed. But then the bloodworm filled the hole.

There were a lot of blood worms for the monks. Open new, narrow, thin fangs. Biting down their vitality shields.

They just feel that the whole body energy is depleted quickly. After a while, some of them couldn't make ends meet. Gradually tired.

From a distance. Like a bloody cocoon. Slowly twist and fall.

An hour later. He saw the cocoon suddenly be torn open. From there flew several escape routes. To the west.

Then the opening in the giant cocoon slowly closes. Eventually, it disappeared into the ground. It's as if nothing has appeared.

Such a scenario. In this vast and bloody desert. I don't know how many shows have been held. Not even the bones left traces of tragedy.

A few days later. A large green shadow galloped by. There was a man lying on it. It's Wang Mo.

After he came here. Gently pat the back of the green tangerine peel. Signal for a pause.

Qingpi snorted smartly. Then he bared his teeth and looked around.

Wang Mo's body trembled. Jump from behind the green skin. He took out a dozen demon cores from the storage bag. Throw it to the green skin to eat.

It's been more than half a month. Even as a second-level monster in the late stages of the earth. There are also some bears.

Wang Mo at this time. The wounds suffered in the future have long been healed. Within two years. The five elements of their own interest will be condensed into tiny achievements. It's only one step away. You can enter the empty realm. At that time, with his abilities. It is enough to face the undefeated master of Jetan.

In his opinion. It is to make a breakthrough in the secret environment of Langya. In order to be able to face unknown dangers.

Although Master Jackan cannot enter the secret environment from the outside world. But a secret breakthrough is another matter.

Many fake monks are afraid to go out. Become targets and plunder their own wealth. He will seek a breakthrough in a secret environment. After all, you can stay here for ten years.

Just be lucky. Five or even eight years later. Get a treasure that allows you to break through. There may be secret breakouts.

That's it. There are also drawbacks.

This secret place is full of resentment and evil spirits. When the monk broke through. Naturally, you will suck resentment and evil spirits into your body. Then it affects the brain. This will require the monks to go out later. Spend more than a decade or even a child on the retreat. Take out the hatred and evil spirits from the divine knowledge and primordial qi.

But compared to Shou Yuan after breaking through hundreds of years. These decades of boring retreat. But nothing.

Wang Mo took out a jar of wine. I took a hard sip. I saw Qingpi looking at himself eagerly. I couldn't help but laugh. Tap the world of wine with one hand. I saw the clear wine turn into a waterline. Go directly to the green skin mouth.

"Ouch!" is a blue-skinned bright red tongue. Lick a little wine off the corner of your mouth. Suddenly, a cold gaze flashed. A person's fur suddenly bulged. Weeping on the ground.

Wang Mo's face changed. Knowing that this was the green skin warning him. Spread the knowledge of God quickly. Take a closer look around.

Rather, it is to spread the knowledge of God. But no clues were found. Suddenly fell to the ground. Then see a few meters deep underground. Dense red worms. It's spreading upwards.

It's fast. It turned out that Wang Mo didn't have the time to leave here.

There's no time to think about it. The right hand suddenly stretched out. Slapping on the ground.

I saw that the momentum of green gold soared. With a roar, they bombarded the beach indiscriminately. With this momentum. The corpse suddenly rose.

The knowledge of God was revealed. With a quick wave of your left hand. The green skin is put into the spirit animal bag. Crackling. He will offer the sacrifice of the Sword of the Forest. Royal Airlines flights.

But before he can fly. At this moment, the sky that felt dizzy suddenly went dark. When God passes by. Wang Mo looks ugly. He was wrapped in a bloody bug that covered the sky.

"Blood worms!" Suddenly, Wang Mo seemed to think of something. It occurred to me that I had a flash of inspiration.

At that time, Tang Yezhen and Tian Hong entered Langya. I know a lot about the monsters inside. This damn bug is no stranger.

It's special constitution. He is good at devouring the knowledge of the vitality and the monks. The meat is very hard. But it has a big weakness. That is the fear of poison and magical gas corrosion.

Think about it. Wang Mo didn't dare to slack off. Hurriedly pat the storage bag. Demon Pocket Offerings. Cover the surrounding blood sandworms.

Even if the inner fear is that the demon spirit will devour flesh and blood to restore his abilities. But in the face of this monk who had just restrained himself, there were many blood worm methods. With Wang Mo's own treasures. Only this demon pocket can be restrained.

The Demon Spirit Pocket is attached to the Demon Spirit Primordial God. I don't need Wang Mo's orders.

I saw a black mist rolling over it. Let out a giggle. He pounced on the bloody sandworms.

Although the Blood Worm only contains a small amount of Flesh Energy. But so many blood sandworms gathered together. Enough to be compared to a lot of flesh and blood.

In front of delicious food. The demon spirit did not mention it. Spider silk bags doped with iron spears weave mesh bags spread to the maximum. Left and right, up and down. He ate most of the bloodworms.

"Hiss!"

The Blood Sandworm said. Knowing that the Demon Spirit Pocket is not easy to handle. He let out a slight scream. Quickly infiltrates into the ground.

Where will the demon pocket let go. Hold on to a black glitter. A range of tens of zhang will be wrapped. Sheng Sheng breaded a ball of red sand in it.

With a surge of magical gases. Countless blood sandworms quickly turned into wisps of energy. Put it in the Demon Bag.

Watching the top of the demon spirit pocket gradually emanate a rich demonic aura. Wang Mo's eyes sparkled. But he didn't say anything. With a wave of his hand, he was leaving.

The ferocious name stands out. Kill the monks and countless blood bugs. He picked it up easily. Exactly. It was picked up by the Demon Spirit Pocket.

When it's really a drop in the ocean!

If it weren't for the fact that this place was close to the entrance to the Tianhuo State space. I'm afraid this damn bug can't do that many bad things. After all, there are several magical monks encountered. I'm afraid I can kill it.

After the demon spirit pocket is taken away. Wang Mo did not leave. But the green sword offering. One-hand clamping strategy. It turned into a ten-zhang long sword. There was a thud to the ground.

After a series of dozens of strikes. On chopped ground. Revealing a wide hole of Zhang Xu. Crimson dust. A chill came out. This makes the entrance to the cave even more eerie.

Wang Mo looked at a cave exposed below. He jumped inside without hesitation.