Countless white mucus poured out of the hole in the stomach of the big bug.

A sour smell with a fishy stench.

The old beggar standing behind Liang Muyan covered his nose in disgust.

Although the smell was unpleasant, Liang Muyan's attention now was on the stomach of the insect, the hole that seemed to have something coming out of the insect's stomach.

Liang Muyan's eyes widened, and when she saw clearly what was flowing out of the stomach of the insect, her eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

Li Siwen held the Qingtian Sword in his hand and walked out of the insect's stomach intact.

There is no doubt that the hole in the stomach of the bug is the masterpiece of Li Siwen.

The huge insect moved twice, and with a low cry, it choked, and then fell to the ground limply, and died.

Li Siwen smiled at Liang Muyan.

Liang Muyan said with tears in his eyes: "I thought you were dead." ”

Li Siwen was ticking with sticky mucus all over his body, and beckoned to Liang Muyan with some stinkiness, and said: "You bring a tissue, wipe it for me, this worm's stomach is very full of aura, but it is very dirty, and my whole body is stinky." ”

Liang Muyan was amused by Li Siwen's words, and hurriedly went over and took out a tissue to help Li Siwen wipe his body.

Strong muscles, an unusually outstanding physique, and every place exudes a strong male hormonal atmosphere, Liang Muyan blushed a little.

The old beggar approached the big insect that had fallen to the ground, and touched the skin of the big insect with his hand, and even if it was a dead monster, the skin looked soft as before, but it had the characteristics of steel.

The old beggar couldn't help but recall the scene when he fought with this big insect, how many times he was lucky enough to pick up a life, and the scene of escaping death made the old beggar think about it now, and his scalp was numb.

"This thing is finally dead."

The old beggar took out a dagger with sharpened iron and clay, and stabbed the big worm fiercely. It's a dagger capable of piercing a hole in steel, but strangely enough, something so sharp is useless on this monster.

"It's still so sturdy."

The old beggar looked up at Li Siwen and asked, "How did you come up with the idea of burrowing into the stomach of the worm and killing it again?" ”

"It's not that I want to, it's that it eats me. When these low-level creatures reach the end of their rope, what they are best at is eating the enemy and digesting it.

But alas, it met me. ”

Speaking of which, the mucus on Li Siwen's body has been almost disposed of by Liang Muyan, and his bronzed skin under the sun looks like he is really wearing a layer of copper armor.

This person is not simple.

The old beggar sighed in his heart.

By this time, the blue sun above their heads had begun to set in the west.

At the same time as danger was coming, Liang Muyan's eyes were fixed on Li Siwen's hand.

In addition to the Qingtian Sword, Li Siwen also had one more object in his hand, a white, fist-sized round bead, as long as he got a little closer to this bead, he could feel the chill of this bead.

Liang Muyan touched it curiously.

Hiss, there is a feeling of cold to the bone.

"Is it pretty?" Li Siwen asked.

"Beautiful."

"I can't give it to you now, so I can use up all the spiritual power in this bead and give it to you as a decoration."

"Are you really going to give it to me?" Liang Muyan asked a little excitedly.

"Of course I'll give it to you, this bead can make a night pearl."

Li Siwen and Liang Muyan's dialogue is not like two people who have just experienced life and death, but like asking about an ordinary piece of jewelry.

The man asked the woman, is this bead pretty? The woman's answer is good-looking, it's as simple as that.

Night is approaching, and the weather is beginning to pick up.

The old beggar stretched his hands to look at the blue sun above his head, and gently pinched his fingers, and exclaimed, "Not good." ”

Li Siwen and Liang Muyan turned their heads at the same time, followed the old beggar's fingers, and looked at the blue sun that was about to sink in the west.

Maybe everyone has only heard of the blue moon, but no one has ever seen the blue sun.

But at this moment, in the small world where Li Siwen and the others were, the sun in the sky was no longer just a blue halo on the periphery like at noon, but the entire sun turned blue.

It's not light blue, it's dark blue, and the blue color is a little black.

The old beggar sighed and said, "It seems that the death of this insect has not changed the reincarnation time of this enchantment. The wheel of reincarnation is still running, and those trapped in the enchantment will never get out if they don't get out before the sun goes down.

Every day, I repeat the duties that I want in my heart, and I do the same thing.

Stay here for one more day, and your longevity will be reduced by ten years.

In the end, no one can escape the fate of death, but even if you die, this matter will not be over, and your soul and corpse will remain here until nothing is consumed.

The spirit fruit that uses your soul as a medium will make every eye left on the big tree where there is a home, and it is the person who has been completely consumed here. ”

The old beggar said excitedly to Li Siwen: "You get out of here quickly, after the sun goes down, even if you have the ability to go through the sky, you won't be able to get out." ”

"Heh, in this world, there are three thousand avenues and many small worlds, but none of them can lock me in. The stars of the universe, the vast starry sky, I Li Siwen can go wherever I want, without exception. ”

A group of strong winds blew, blowing countless winds and sand, Liang Muyan and the old beggar covered their mouths and noses one after another, but Li Siwen stood with his sword in his hand and did not waver.

Especially the blue sky sword light in his hand, one bright and one dark, when he finished the sentence that sounded arrogant, the sword light was great, and there was a sense of rushing forward at any time.

I don't know if it was because the sun was sinking in the west, the clouds on the horizon began to distort, and countless clouds gathered towards their heads, as if they were before the storm.

There was no golden lightning in the clouds, but light blue lightning kept gathering.

Li Siwen didn't say a word, and rushed towards the clouds with the Qingtian Sword in his hand.

Those blue lightning rays were entangled with Li Siwen, but when Li Siwen raised his sword and slashed directly, the thick clouds split in two.

The old beggar sighed in his heart, who is this kid? At the age of less than thirty, they have a strength higher than that of the Great Cheng Grandmaster, and even for their sects of immortal cultivators, there is no shortage of outstanding Secret Treasure Sects, and it is rare for such a Grandmaster to be above the age of thirty.

It is even very likely to be the strength of the Earth Immortal powerhouse.

When Li Siwen split the clouds and stood on the ground with his sword, the heavens were fixed, but the earth began to shake again.

The place where they stood was a desert, a desert full of yellow sand, and countless trachomaes formed downward whirlpools, and if a living person fell into these whirlpools, they would be covered by sand, and there was absolutely no possibility of survival.

Everything is telling them one thing, and that is that this little world is starting to crumble.