Lei Er is suffocating now.

The pressure from all directions made his bones crack with a crunching sound.

There was also stinking mucus that made him wet all over his body.

In the process of struggling, he was fortunate enough to swallow a mouthful of mucus, which tasted bad and was not easy to taste.

Lei Er felt like he could spit out the grilled catfish from a few days ago.

Presumably, he himself should have been in the long esophagus of the black pig at this time, and had not yet descended to the stomach, because the sewer-like mucus did not taste sour.

"The right to be a supplement. Lei Er was squeezed upside down while unleashing himself.

The black pork around him kept wriggling, and Lei Er couldn't move at all in it, and was sent all the way to the depths.

Lei Er felt that if he didn't burp this time, at least for a year, he wouldn't touch pork again.

I don't know when the axe was lost, otherwise I can try to make a big hole in this black pig at this time.

Fortunately, the big gold tumor and waist bag are still there, and the sledgehammer is still there, and after a while, after gaining a firm foothold, find an opportunity to disintegrate the enemy from the inside.

"Pierce this thing into a stomach!

I don't know when I started to hear a tremor from my long esophagus.

It is estimated that the black pig and the group of mourners have fought.

"Well hit, bite!"

At this time, no matter who wins or loses on both sides, it is a good thing for Lei Er.

Lei Er wished they were all dead.

Supposedly, normal creatures should be very fragile inside.

In a previous life, someone ate an octopus alive, was sucked into the esophagus by a sucker, and then suffocated, and finally made the news.

When Lei Er first came in, he actually tried it.

At that time, his arms and legs could still move a little, and Lei Er immediately launched a slam attack on the surrounding flesh walls.

It's a pity that the black pig doesn't seem to have anything to do.

Since the black pig dares to swallow Lei Er alive, he must have great self-confidence.

If you want to think about it, Lei Er is a third-order flesh-and-blood realm martial artist, although it is very different from the ordinary third-order martial artist, but after all, it is still a third-order.

The black pig has already calculated the damage.

Its powerful internal structure was enough for it to swallow any demon beast of the same realm.

Ahead of the sixth order, the combat power of demon beasts of the same level is higher than that of ordinary humans.

Whether it's fishy or smelly, it's meat in its mouth!

Shout out Ollie give, everything goes down to the stomach!

At this moment, outside, Xia Ren saw that his great enemy was swallowed alive, obviously his life was short, and he was open-minded, and even felt that the bottleneck of the second and third promotions that had been stuck in him for a long time had been loosened.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a depressed door standing next to him, no, it was the high-level of Xiaoyaomen, Tang Shui, his new boss, Xia Ren really couldn't help but do something crazy to vent his happiness.

This will make their own people and the black pig fight hot, and the balance of victory is tilting in their favor.

On the surface, the black pig rushes left and right, and it can't be single, but in fact, it is already the end of the strong crossbow.

This will be left here to shine again!

It also makes sense to just feed it Lei Er.

When fighting, the dominant side surrounds the enemy, and after a certain amount of attrition, it is necessary to open up an opening to let the enemy break through, and then pursue those routs from behind.

In order to prevent them from jumping off the wall.

Give some hope and break morale.

Those who know that they will die are the most vicious.

Even if you die, you will tear off a piece of your flesh!

The mourning door used Lei Er to feed the black pig, and this is the kind of plan to do it, and the black pig in the province shook his spirit and played a big game before he died.

The Mourning Gate is calculating the black pig here, but the black pig is also calculating them.

Stupid human beings, you can starve to death if you are hungry, but you play with fire yourself.

You don't know anything about the horrors of my old pig!

Wait for me to digest it for the little guy just now, and I have to avenge the revenge of these days!

I'd like to see who's the game!

The black pig in the cave is too large, and there really isn't much room left for it to toss around.

Billy, the evil king, is extremely light compared to the black pig.

As the main force of pig killing, his figure became more and more blurred in the process of high-speed movement, and finally only a series of afterimages remained, and no real person was seen.

Around the whole body of the black pig, there was a sound of strong fists to flesh everywhere, without stopping.

It was a passionate symphony of iron fists and black pigskins.

On the other hand, the black pig has been protecting it with a layer of demonic mud that has been getting thinner and thinner, and its own legs are shaking under the dense attack, and it is also getting more and more wilted.

"Lao Tzu is going to roast a whole pig to eat when I go back this time!"

"Keep it up, keep it up! This dead pig won't last long!"

"Hold on!

"Womn! My sword is broken!"

The miscellaneous minions were noisy and shouting, and Tang Shui, who was high above, showed a smile that was in his hands.

The black pig cooperated with them, and finally "couldn't support it", the hind legs were weak, and the big belly just sat down to death a small minion.

This further stimulated the mourning sect, and they were all like jackals who had seen blood, and they were happy.

Only the evil man is faintly uneasy, too fucking smooth, and a little uncomfortable.

It's to the stomach!

Lei Er, who was wriggled into small biscuits by the peristalsis of the meat wall in the pig's esophagus, finally arrived in a spacious place.

Although he did not know the anatomy of the domestic pig, it was clear that the stomach of the black pig was simply too large.

The "glimpse" before being swallowed gave Lei Er a rough idea of the size of the black pig's big truck, and observing the black pig's giant stomach at this moment, Lei Er felt that it could account for one-third of its overall size.

Lei Er was in waist-high sour water, and the unprotected parts of his calves were sometimes like fire, sometimes like ice cream.

Through the cloudy acid, Lei Er vaguely saw that the muscles of his calf were rapidly disappearing.

Even his face, which was naked and not soaked in acid water, was now itchy, and when he rubbed the back of his hand, it hurt and was full of blood.

"Hammer!"

Don't dare to wait any longer, if you don't make a move, you will be real!

Even if you can't die, you'll have to go into the pig's intestine for a while!

Just watch a wave!

"Wear a new embroidery!" "Vigorously produce a miracle! The two-ton hammer can smash a pit when it falls to the ground! At this moment, it was swept directly below Lei Er, and it was smashed out of a sour water vacuum area.

"Laughing King!" The snakeskin unfolded! The black pig's stomach turned over the river and the sea, and the sour water splashed everywhere, as long as Lei Er had a choice, he still didn't want to be doused with sour water.

Suddenly slammed, the black pig's stomach twitched and contracted.

"Nest your stinky batch of stepping on a horse! Let you step on a horse and eat it raw! Aren't you able to eat it when you step on a horse?" Lei Er didn't stop breathing, burst out all his remaining physical strength, and just picked up the giant hammer in his hand to attack the stomach wall of the black pig indiscriminately.

Lei Er's fury didn't last long, and his calves were already corroded to the bone.

Even though he tried desperately to dodge before, his face was still drenched with stomach acid and flesh blurred.

Now that his eyes were gone, every breath he took felt like a knife, and he could even feel his lungs slowly melting.

"I've eaten pork all my life, and today it's paid off, it's really aggrieved!" Lei Er wanted to smile bitterly, but the only remaining muscles in his face couldn't even support this action.

The pig's stomach wall under his feet contracted violently, and Lei Er lost his balance and fell back stiffly.

After a burst of spray, Lei Er sank into the stinking sour water.

Only the hands of the white bones remained, and they still clung to the handle of the hammer.

Every wall of flesh that he had hammered was oozing with pig blood at the moment.

After the pig's blood is mixed with sour water, it will not dissipate, but will gather into larger and larger blood cells, enveloping Lei Er.

But all this, Lei Er, who was in a deep coma, naturally wouldn't know about it.

The pig god never imagined that he would eat a bad stomach until he died!

It's not reconciled!

What the hell is the origin of that swallowed human child?!

A normal third-order martial artist or monk, after receiving its strong acid baptism, will be dead and bones in an instant!

After digesting the food, it can maximize the use of energy and replenish itself with great efficiency.

Even some creatures with rare bloodlines can forcibly deprive them of their natural abilities and use them for their own use.

A divine beast like it, which gathers the great creation of heaven and earth, will definitely become bigger and stronger if it has more time to develop!

So much so that the pride of the pig god, after seeing his headless corpse in a churning weightlessness, was first dazed, and in the last period of time before its consciousness dissipated, all the infinite resentment in its heart poured out on the young human in the blue nightgown.

If it weren't for him being so difficult to digest, how could it not receive the energy it should have?!

If he hadn't made the pig's stomach cramp, how could it have been angry in the final confrontation?!

If you bring it up well in one go, not to mention dominating the enemy, the defense is definitely more than enough!

Definitely not to let that stinky old lady cut off her pig's head with a sword!

It's hate!

It hates!

It's dead!

Tang Shui shook a sword flower, shook off the remaining pig's blood on the blade, and the sword returned to the sheath gorgeously.

The river of blood gushed out from the broken neck of the pig's neck, and his hands were jubilant, but the power of the imaginary blood did not descend on him.

"Could it be that the legend is wrong?" Tang Shui's face slowly sank.

Impossible! The secret information of the sect is written in black and white, and the predecessors will not be so bored as to play with the descendants!

Something must have gone wrong!

The evil man handed over an inquiring look, and Tang Shui slowly shook his head with a dark face.

After receiving the reply, Billy, the king of the Great Han, opened his eyes violently, and poured a fist on the severed head of the pig god until the pig's head was shattered.

In this operation, they spent a lot of effort and took a big risk, using the beast tide as a guise to seize the power of this black pig.

Now there is no return, not to mention, dozens of brothers have been damaged.

In the inconspicuous shadow of the cave, a pair of small eyes watched all this.

Brother Pingtou didn't know how to use it, but he found the last place of Lei Er.

As the last devil in the world, it has been living alone in the world for so many years.

Its kindred, because they were too strong, had all died long ago.

It's reckless enough to look at it alone, but among their people, it's always known for its calmness.

That's why it survived the annihilation.

It has an extremely keen insight into crises, which is the secret of its constant prowess.

It could feel the monstrous momentum hidden beneath the absurd exterior of the big black pig.

There is also a human powerhouse in strange costumes, whose strength can be called unfathomable.

So when Lei Er was devoured by the big black pig, although he was angry and unwilling in his heart, he could only choose not to move, this was not cowardice.

If it is reckless, then it is really naïve.

Not to mention whether he will die in vain, Lei Er's only hope for survival is absolutely gone.

When the time comes, who will pay for the grilled catfish that owes it?