The increasingly powerful terrifying suction made Zhang He powerless to stop it, so he could only let the Kyushu Ding continue to descend until it smashed heavily on the ground.

In the abyss, it was pitch black, but after a while, the whole abyss was as bright as day, and the dazzling light appeared out of thin air, without any warning, without any light source, as if it was everywhere in the air.

The methods of the primeval race are really magical, just this sourceless light made Zhang He couldn't help but let out a silent sigh.

The entire abyss, except for a piece of hard ground around the Kyushu Dingluo Point, is surrounded by swamps that have rotted for thousands of years, pitch-black sewage, and rancid mud, without any green and vitality.

I rub it, is this the habitat of the Tribulation Protoss?

If this is really the habitat of the Doom Protoss, it will be difficult to avoid causing a plague.

In this abyss, there was a suction force that was so strong that people couldn't resist it, forcing Zhang He to decisively give up driving the Kyushu Ding, go all out to run the Shenyuan, and after using the Shenyuan protective shield to protect himself, he went straight out of the Kyushu Ding.

The stench was like falling into a mass grave where millions of rotting corpses were buried, and it made people feel sick.

Nima, this is a ghost place? Zhang He couldn't help but let out a silent sigh, and then released his divine sense, carefully observing the surroundings.

But what made him helpless was that he could no longer see anything except the inky black water and the boundless mud.

The terrifying suction blocked Zhang He's hope of returning the same way, and also shattered his hope of flying across the blackwater swamp, the only way was to jump into the stinky blackwater swamp, wade through the smelly black mud, and get out of this boundless swamp.

Zhang He was very suspicious, those pitch-black black water in the Styx River could hardly be said to flow out of this black water swamp, if this was the case, Zhang He would also be relieved, because he had only guò the Styx, those pitch-black rivers, although they had a strong corrosive power, but with the support of 20,000 trapped troops, he did not have to worry about the problem of the depletion of the Divine Yuan and the close proximity of the black water.

After trying desperately again, after determining that he was powerless to resist the terrifying suction, Zhang He firmly protected himself with the Shenyuan shield, and jumped into the stinky swamp, the stench came to his face, but fortunately, the Shenyuan shield could effectively isolate the disgusting stench.

Fortunately for Zhang He, although this swamp really stinks, and the black mud is so soft that it can't support his body at all, the black mud is not very deep, and his feet have stepped on the hard ground before he reaches his chest.

But what made Zhang He feel helpless was that this soft black mud could completely isolate his divine sense, so that he could not detect the situation in the black mud at all, so he could only try to move forward step by step like a blind man crossing a river.

Exploring through the chest-length black mud is undoubtedly a very irritating thing, and the only thing that is fortunate is that the black water here is completely different from the black water of the River Styx, and has no corrosive ability.

In the swamp as bright as day, there is no night, only eternal day, which makes Zhang He even more irritable.

But what he didn't notice was that his divine sense could not cover the depths of the black mud, and as he moved slowly, countless filaments as small as cow's hair, but darker than the black mud, were like countless high-speed moving nematodes, swarming from all directions, quickly passing through the viscous black mud, and quickly approaching him, and not long after, countless black threads seemed to quietly penetrate his Shenyuan protective shield, followed his pores, and quietly entered his body.

Itchy, unbearable itch of the heart.

The appearance of the giant itch made Zhang He finally notice the abnormality, but by the time he used his divine sense to probe the situation in his body, it was too late, and his body was already covered with pitch-black filaments, which were intertwined into a large black net in his body, covering every inch of space in his body.

Nima, such a terrifying Tribulation God Clan, no wonder even in the ancient period of countless powers, the world had to join forces to dare to attack the evil Doom God Clan, this method is really too weird Nima, even the Hongmeng Pregnancy Divine Formula, which can decompose a qiē into pure energy, has no reaction to this weird black silk.

In the rotation of his mind, Zhang He immediately ran the Hongmeng Pregnancy Recipe with all his might, but what made him helpless was that not only the Harmony Pregnancy Recipe would not take the initiative to target this filament, but even he took the initiative to operate the Harmony Pregnancy Recipe, and the Harmony Pregnancy Recipe was still indifferent to these filaments.

Nima, how on earth do you get these weird filaments out of your body? Zhang He couldn't help but feel helpless, but what made him even more helpless was that this strange filament was still pouring into his body, and with the continuous influx of black filaments, the itch that penetrated deep into the bone marrow became more and more exaggerated, making him have to reach out to scratch it.

But what shocked him was that his physical strength, which had exceeded the top magic weapon, could not stop the damage of the filament, and with a slight scratch, he had actually grabbed a lot of flesh and blood, as if his flesh and blood were no longer flesh and blood, but tofu dregs, and the most shocking thing for him was that the form of the flesh and blood that was scratched off was not damaged at all, it was extremely fresh, as if it had been cut off from his body with a knife.

Blood flowed out of the wound, turning the black filaments into sharks that smelled blood, becoming even more crazy, and immediately poured into Zhang He's body at an even more terrifying speed.

The unbearable itch made Zhang He really unbearable, although he knew that a slight scratch would grab a large piece of meat from his body, he still couldn't help but keep reaching out to scratch it.

The more you scratch, the more you scratch, the more you scratch, the more you scratch, the more you scratch.

The vicious circle of horror made Zhang He like a mental patient, constantly grabbing large pieces of flesh and blood from his body, and in many places, the white bones of Sen Sen were soon exposed, fortunately, these black filaments did not cause damage to his bones, nor did they pass through the barriers of the inner world, endangering the safety of the trapped army.

But even so, Zhang He did not hesitate to send the Kyushu Ding into the inner world, and let all the trapped troops enter the Kyushu Ding, just in case.

Zhang He's misery made the trapped army feel a strong sense of guilt, it was the big handsome man who was protecting them, and the big handsome was desperate alone.

The trapped army was almost crazy, and they couldn't wait to rush out of the inner world and bear this torment for their commander, but unfortunately, the military order was like a mountain, and they had to obey the strict orders of the commander, and entered Kyushu Ding one after another.

As soon as they entered the Kyushu Ding, they were even more unable to change the gods, and the Kyushu Ding was like an unbreakable prison, making them completely lose contact with the outside world.

Because I can't see it, I'm more worried.

The misery of the big handsome made the trapped army crazy, if it weren't for their strength being too weak, how could their big handsome be so miserable? If it weren't for their incompetence, how could Da Shuai bear the suffering alone?

As a soldier, it is a great shame to let the coach work alone.

Letting the beloved Marshal fight alone is an unbearable sorrow for every trapped army.

Break through the frantic battle, and you must break through again to help the handsome.

Because of Zhang He's misery, the trapped army launched a crazy suicidal decisive battle in Kyushu Ding, and no one would stop fighting until he was seriously injured and dying.

The black water swamp is still boundless, and the weird black filaments are still pouring into Zhang He's body, making him almost crazy, the only thing to be thankful for is that these black filaments, although his skin and muscles have turned into fragile tofu scum, have never given him fatal injuries.

But Zhang He didn't doubt at all that the weirdness of the Tribulation God Clan was definitely more than that, otherwise, how could they become the target of the public and attract the crazy attack of the alliance of all races?

The strange Doom Protoss, the terrifying black water abyss.

Nima, 10,000 grass mud horses.

Zhang He, who grabbed a large piece of flesh and blood from his body, couldn't help but let out a silent angry scolding.

ps: From the opening of the book to now, it has been more than a whole year, thank you for the support of friends, on the occasion of this Spring Festival, my little brother is here to support the friends of the little brother New Year's greetings.

I wish all friends a smooth sailing in the new year, two dragons take off, Sanyang Kaitai, four seasons of peace, five blessings, six six Shun, seven stars Gao Zhou, eight directions to congratulate, ninety-nine concentric, perfect, prosperous, and all the best.

Finally, I would like to thank my friends again for their support.

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