ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

It was just a huge head, to be exact, and its body was buried in the sand, and its size was not visible.

Its head and neck were purple-red, and there were countless huge thorns on it, which glittered like metal under the reflection of the poor disciple's sword light.

Although it is impossible to see how large the part of it is buried under the sand, its head alone is quite impressive.

This big guy has a neck that is exposed to the sand, and it is covered with a huge head with a diameter of more than two meters.

On this huge head, there was a protrusion like a flower crown, on which flowed purple-red mucus, which looked like sticky blood, and it was extremely disgusting.

At this moment, the big guy's pair of small eyes were staring at the academy disciple who had been brought over by the sandworm, with a greedy look in his eyes.

In addition to this sandworm, several other large sandworms also writhed towards it with their prey.

Several large sandworms scrambled to crawl towards the huge sandworm with their fat bodies, clutching a disciple with their mouths chattering or biting.

One of the guys was about to arrive, and the guy who was behind did nothing else, and suddenly pushed it out of the way, and quickly twisted itself.

As soon as it started, several guys immediately writhed and bumped into each other, as if they wanted to defeat the other sandworms.

"Whew!"

The huge sandworm, which was buried in the sand, with only its head and neck exposed, suddenly roared.

Its voice was high-pitched, and there seemed to be a hint of displeasure in it.

When several sandworms heard its call, they immediately stopped hissing, twisted their bodies and bit their prey again, leaned towards it, and put their bite prey in front of it, without forgetting to give a flattering look.

That gesture is like a few men fighting for a woman, fighting for the wind and being jealous.

The big sandworm lowered its head, looked at the several corpses in front of it, and stopped at the disciple who still had a breath in his eyes, bent down, sniffed, it slowly opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the disciple who was already dying in one bite.

The light was gone, and the huge cavern was not immediately confined to darkness.

The corolla-like thing on the top of the giant sandworm's head glowed with a lilac glow.

It's not very bright, but it illuminates an area around it.

The huge cave, with its bright crown of flowers, swallowed all the corpses on the ground one by one, like a queen enjoying her own dinner.

Swallowing the last of them as well, as if satisfied, it shook its head slightly, and more mucus overflowed from the corolla-like protrusion on the top of its head, and the glow became brighter.

The sandworm, which was all golden, like a golden battle suit, bitten the disciple who only had one breath left, hesitated for a moment, and immediately cautiously approached it, rubbing its head against the head of the big sandworm and its corolla with its flatteringly, the big sandworm seemed to enjoy it, and did not dodge, and kept making a low whine in its mouth.

Swish!

The earth shook, and a huge spike slowly stretched out of the sand not far from the head of the great sandworm, and then a purple and red body also stretched out.