As soon as everyone entered the cold pool, the newts in the pool suddenly became restless. Hundreds of cave newts, the longest of which was three feet long, and the smaller one was more than a foot long, kept circling around the crowd. He Jingying was secretly frightened, if it weren't for Yang Minzhi's blood, they might have been torn to pieces by these cave newts in an instant.

Hantan was turned upside down by these newts, and the water rushed back and forth, diluting Yang Minzhi's blood. The newt became more and more excited, and everyone could only hold each other tightly together, swimming faster and faster towards the dark river. Fortunately, He Jingying had already figured out the underwater road, and although everyone was surrounded by cave newts, it was still smooth and frightening.

When they were about to approach the dark river, everyone could already feel the surge of the dark river, and they accelerated the pace of diving.

Yang Minzhi was held hostage by the ghost-faced Langjun, and his fingertips gradually became numb, and soon he couldn't even feel his own arm. The ghost-faced Langjun had a dagger in his mouth, and when he saw that the blood flowing from Yang Minzhi's body was getting less and less, he had already moved to kill. Seeing that the attention of the people around him was attracted by the newt, the ghost-faced Langjun took advantage of the unpreparedness of the people in the middle to raise the dagger and cut it at Yang Minzhi's throat.

Seeing that the ghost-faced Langjun was about to succeed, one arm stretched out in front of Yang Minzhi to block a knife for him. Blood flowed from Xiao Lian's arm. Xiao Lian angrily grabbed Ghost-faced Langjun's neck and pressed Ghost-faced Langjun against the stone wall under the water.

In a hurry, Ghost-faced Langjun raised his wrist, gently flicked the mechanism of the sleeve arrow, and shot an arrow at Xiao Lian's heart. Originally, this arrow Xiao Lian was unstoppable. Originally, this arrow should have killed Xiao Lian. However, in the water, the Hidden Arrow mechanism was blocked, and it was a little late to push the Hidden Arrow out.

Just now, when the ghost-faced Langjun dialed the mechanism of the sleeve arrow, Xiao Lian had already noticed it. When the sleeve arrow was shot, Xiao Lian didn't think about it, subconsciously caught the sleeve arrow, and inserted the sleeve arrow into the heart of the ghost-faced Langjun with his backhand. In the water, Xiao Lian's arrow into the heart of Ghost-faced Langjun missed by three points, and Ghost-faced Langjun suddenly broke free from Xiao Lian's clamp under severe pain.

Xiao Lian's blood and the blood of the ghost-faced Langjun floated in the water. Yang Minzhi's blood is the blood that threatens this cave newt and makes the cave newt dare not approach. But the blood of Xiao Lian and Ghost Face Langjun is not. Their blood is the original sin that tempted these newts.

When Xiao Lian and Ghost Face Langjun's blood, with its fishy and sweet smell, drifted into the newt's mouth, the newt suddenly became manic. Yang Minzhi's blood, diluted by the pool water, is only as thin as a layer of paper for those cave newts that have reached the extreme. It only takes a little more temptation for these newts to break through this barrier and tear apart all the prey in front of them.

Just as the cave newt was about to rush over, Yang Minzhi raised his wrist and slashed it on his wrist again, and dark red blood suddenly gushed out. The cave worm touched Yang Minzhi's blood, as if it had been pricked by a needle, and kept twisting its body. But seeing that a group of prey was about to escape, he was unwilling, and was still desperately struggling to rush over.

Ever since Ghost Face Langjun broke free from Xiao Lian's restraints, he desperately dived towards the dark river, and he didn't care about what was happening behind him at all. His arrows were quenched with poison, and for him, he did not know which would come first, bitten to death or poisoned. But the more anxious he was, the easier it was to make mistakes, and he didn't notice that he had swam out of the range of Yang Minzhi's blood diffusion.

A cave newt swam to Ghost-faced Langjun, but Ghost-faced Langjun didn't notice it at all.

This newt is not the largest one, it is more than two feet long, and if it is curled up, it can enclose the whole person of the ghost-faced Langjun in its miserable white body. The blood-red gills on both sides of the newt's head stood up excitedly, but it was not in a hurry to bite down, it seemed to be waiting for the ghost-faced Langjun to notice it. It is waiting for the most terrifying moment of its prey.

Finally, the moment Ghostface turned his head in shock, the newt bit Ghostface's arm. The newt is bloodthirsty and prefers to tear off its prey piece by piece, and it wants to divide its prey into small pieces and eat them to enjoy the pleasure of hunting.

Ghost-faced Langjun's face distorted in the water, and he screamed uncontrollably. Even in the water, He Jingying heard the screams of the ghost-faced Langjun.

In an instant, the ghost-faced Langjun's face turned into Chun'er's face in He Jingying's eyes. Ghost-faced Langjun's screams turned into Chun'er's faint and helpless screams. He Jingying felt a pain in her heart, and cut off the head of the newt.

But that cave newt has lived for hundreds of years, and although the scales on its body are not invulnerable to swords, they are not so easy to cut off. He Jingying's sword slashed, and only the scales on the newt's body were chopped off. The cave newt let go of the ghost-faced Langjun in pain, and let out a scream at He Jingying's bloody mouth.

The newt's cheeks opened again, and the bone-like claws gradually converged at its sides.

He Jingying held her sword and looked at the newt coldly. It's a narrow hole. From this cave pass, you can reach the Dark River. The newt confronted He Jingying for a long time, and finally gave up, and the tail fin gently swung out.

He Jingying finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly led everyone to continue downstream.

Fortunately, there is still a lot of blood on Yang Minzhi's body, and the blood clotted slowly in the water, so he didn't have to make another cut.

Yang Minzhi was already at the end of his crossbow, and he was also carried by Xiao Lian, who also had only one breath left. Now I don't know who should have taken the whole body of whom. Xiao Lian stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Yang Minzhi's eyes, and Yang Minzhi weakly stretched out his hand and gestured. Xiao Lian didn't see what Yang Minzhi's gesture meant, it was OK, anyway, as long as he knew that Yang Minzhi was still alive, it was enough.

Seeing that they were about to reach the dark river, He Jingying and Xiao Lian's hearts were relieved. The water of the dark river is turbulent, and He Jingying found that there was no trace of the newt under the dark river when she was exploring the path. As long as everyone enters the dark river, they should be able to get rid of the newt.

Xiao Lian and He Jingying sped up.

At this moment, Xiao Lian suddenly felt that his arm was lighter. Xiao Lian looked down suspiciously, and Yang Minzhi, who was held by him in his arms, was gone!

Just like the last time he suddenly disappeared, without warning.

Xiao Lian scolded in his heart, his grandmother's ancestor, you didn't compare it just now!

Before everyone had time to think about how anyone could disappear by water, the newt was already agitated.

Hundreds of newts stirred the bottom of the pool. The large flow of water caused Yang Minzhi's blood to spread more and more rapidly. Without Yang Minzhi's new blood supply, the thin blood could no longer stop the newt.

A hunting carnival is about to begin.

He Jingying pushed Xiao Lian into the dark river, but she reflexively swam back.

Now she was the only one who could risk death to block the newt. Approaching the dark river, two underwater rocks formed a narrow passage, and He Jingying held the Folding Moon Sword to guard the last level. She had run out of oxygen in her scuba, but with this last breath, she could hold out until everyone swam into the dark river.

A powerful suction force in the dark river swept Xiao Lian away, and if he wanted to swim against the current in this undercurrent, how could it be! Xiao Lian could only watch himself get farther and farther away from He Jingying. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.