With a chuckle, a phantom streamer swept through the air, the direction of the Demon Cloud Sect sped away, the red glow in the sky became more and more vivid, and the expression on Feng Seventeen's face returned to normal, and he muttered to himself: "Is this a fire?" ”

Rumble!

The flesh-and-blood watered earth suddenly shook, the mountains within a radius of a hundred miles shook violently, and the earth sunk down irregularly, like a monster full of fire, angrily opening its countless mouths. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The mountain collapsed, the boulders collapsed, the ground cracked through thick cracks, and the thick smell of blood rolled up from below, and countless monks could not dodge, and were swallowed up by the earth, crushed into pieces.

The golden, thick vines are like golden pythons breaking through the ground, choosing people to devour.

The majestic golden gate quickly disintegrated, turning into a terrifying tentacle monster, its sharp and long tentacles rolling up the surrounding monks with fangs and claws.

Poof!

After the sonic boom, the sound of flesh and blood being penetrated was endless, and a pouring blood rain suddenly fell on the earth, just one breath, and thousands of human meat skewers suddenly erected on the ground, standing in pieces, which was spectacular.

Laugh at-----

The clouds were pierced by the golden vines, like a golden ocean swaying in a crazy dance, the bloody color rolled down, and countless corpses lifted up to the clouds were torn to pieces, falling back to the ground like dumplings, turning into a pool of blood-colored mud, miserable.

"Bottle ――――――――"

The strange cry of a baby echoes across the mountain, like a call from hell, and it makes people shudder.

Feng Seventeen's face jumped slightly, and he didn't look back and galloped all the way into the distance, the joy on his face became more and more intense, he didn't care how many tragic deaths he had caused, on the contrary, he was very excited, and the more people died, the more it showed that the bottle he stole was a great thing.

There is an apocalyptic scene of landslides and earth cracks on the ground, and the underground is not inferior, as if the sky is falling and the earth is falling.

The cracks of the Doji were shrinking, like a giant beast that had swallowed enough flesh and blood to slowly close its teeth, and as the mouth closed, the boulders inside shattered, and countless strange-shaped statues broke straight away, and golden roots pierced out of them, and the next breath turned into deadly chains that ran back and forth without hesitation.

The three sneaky monks were clinging to the wall, as if searching for something, when suddenly the side wall collapsed, and a golden horse passed through one of them, penetrating through the chamber.

A hole the size of a head pierced through his chest, and countless transparent needle tips suddenly pierced out of his roots, piercing the monk's internal organs from within.

Inside the transparent needle tip, the scarlet liquid was bubbling and flowing, pouring into the golden roots, and the monk's screams came to an abrupt end, his frightened expression quickly relaxed on his lowered head, and his gaze became blurred, revealing a look of intoxication and enjoyment.

Then, his body quickly became shriveled, and soon turned into a clear and transparent human skin, and the bone marrow, muscles, and blood inside were all drained.

A strange sound came from the inside of the shriveled human skin, like a drop of oil falling into the flames, and the shriveled human skin quickly filled, like a balloon, and the skin was refilled and filled.

The golden roots snapped and broke, weaving into a golden skeleton through the hole in the man's chest, instantly unfurling the human skin.

The wound in his chest healed, and the man's feet were surrounded by a golden liquid that had emerged out of thin air, hovering on the ground and blooming like a long skirt.

When the dress came into contact with the wall on the ground, a faint halo evaporated, and the air became viscous and distorted.

And the man's original appearance has also undergone drastic changes, becoming pale and handsome, and the most striking thing is a pair of golden eyes, in which are a thin line of red pupils.

Goblin!

This is a pair of eyes full of strangeness and cruelty!

This seems to mean that he is a...

The remaining two were dumbfounded, staring at the unbelievable scene in front of them with pale faces, and there was a terrifying pressure in the air that made the two of them tremble, but they couldn't move.

I wanted to open my mouth, but my throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible palm, and I could only make a "hum" moan/moan.

Fear, the boundless fear, that is the most instinctive fear of the lower in the face of the upper in the food chain.

"Ahh

The strange man opened his mouth and made a babbling sound, but soon the words became clear, and the tone became very strange, as if with a metallic friction sound, just listening to the sound made people goosebumps.

"Bottle 。。。。。 Mankind... Food... The breath of disgust... ”

The sentence was chaotic, a little upside down, the man frowned slightly, his face was uncertain, and then smashed his upper and lower mouths, and his two eyes turned strangely - one eye stared at the two monks, and the other eye was tilted to the other side...

It seems to be looking at the ruins of a place in a daze.

This strange expression lasted only a brief moment, and then he looked sharply at the two monks, and the corners of his mouth opened to the base of his ears, revealing two rows of sharp teeth inside.

Smack!

One of the monks' heads rolled down from his neck with a gurgling face, splattering blood all over the ground.

The other monk turned his eyes outward, his heart and spleen shattered, and then his head exploded like a watermelon.

The bewitching man blinked, and with his porcelain white palms holding two headless corpses, he walked slowly towards the depths of the ancient relics of Guangcheng.

There was a hoarse rustling sound on the ground, but soon the rustling sound became a more viscous and muddy chewing sound.

"I'm still hungry!"

There was a low, bone-chilling echo from the crushed tunnel.

swallowed half of his hand in one gulp, fresh blood juice flowed between his lips and teeth, but his eyes became more and more strange and cruel, "Huh", as he walked by, countless strings of vines full of human flesh took the initiative to send to his mouth.

The suffocating smell of blood seeped from all directions, and the silence of the whole area was like ancient death, except for the sound of clattering bones.

It's as if all the people who entered the Guangcheng Ancient Ruins are dead!

"Ah, are they all there?" The man narrowed his narrow eyes, as if remembering something funny, threw away the fresh meat in his hand, and clapped his hands happily.

The ground cracked into a large crater, and a thick tendrils stretched out, and nine unconscious humans lined up.

I don't know what is special about these nine people, but they escaped death, and Zhang Lang and Li Zong are in the list.

The man grabbed the man closest to him, opened his bloody mouth, bit off half of his body, and then laughed strangely: "Sure enough, this taste is still mellow and full." ”

After eating a living person in three or two bites, he wiped his mouth, and with great difficulty, he withdrew his gaze with great difficulty, and snapped his fingers on his hand, and the golden tendrils suddenly split into eight rays and shot into the eyebrows of the remaining eight men.