Going deep into the center of the earth again, it is not far from the Spiral Turtle Pond.

In the distance, Feng Wuxin heard the roar of a giant beast.

The earthy smell under the tip of her nose became stronger and stronger, and she raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, and continued to follow the black shadow.

After a few steps, the black shadow paused, and Feng Wuxin looked forward in his direction, only to see the cicada chirping out of the deep pool, and then the hoarse and sharp cry of the whirling turtle resounded over the entire deep pool.

The invisible air waves set off by the cry stirred up a thousand feet of water.

Before Feng Wuxin could see the situation clearly, he felt that the orange light flashed in front of him, and the yellow aura in the cicada's hand turned orange!

If she remembers correctly, this should be Cicada Ming's third advancement, right?

came to Infernal Purgatory for four days, and even advanced to the third order, it is indeed as Xiao Huo said, Cicada Ming is a good seedling.

In the sky above the deep pool, the cicadas have no time to steal joy.

She's been here for four days, and she hasn't even gotten close to the tortoise.

Originally, I thought that the whirling turtle, like the turtle, should be a slow and clumsy creature.

But when she was mercilessly thrown into the deep pool by the black shadow, she realized that although this behemoth had a turtle in its name, it moved like a rabbit.

At this moment, under the deep pool, the whirling turtle opened its mouth and made a swallowing motion in her direction.

She saw that the whirling turtle's teeth were like sharp blades, glinting with cold.

As the tortoise opened its mouth, a cloud of black gas came out of its mouth.

The black shadow reminded that two more inhales of those gases were enough to make people unconscious.

There is nowhere to settle under this deep pool, and the only thing that can settle is the shell of the whirling turtle.

But the tortoise has been in the mire for hundreds of years, and the mud accumulated on the shell of the turtle is so thick that it has no way to gain a foothold.

She was so anxious that she had to keep making moves to test the weakness of the tortoise.

It's a pity that every time she hits the tortoise, it doesn't hurt or itch, and it even makes the tortoise a little impatient.

It flicked its snake-like tail, rattling the chains that bound it, and turning the mud in the deep pool upside down.

Feng Wu was about to say that such a stalemate was not a solution, so the black shadow showed mercy and said to the cicada: "Pay attention to the feathers on its head. ”

"Good!"

Cicada Ming fixed his eyes, locked on the colored feathers on the top of the topspin, and rushed down recklessly without saying a word.

Seeing this, Feng Wuxin immediately walked to the edge of the deep pool with the black shadow to watch.

The spinning turtle seemed to anticipate the danger, and at the moment when the cicada made its move, it raised its head to the sky and roared.

The huge wave caused by the long roar ruthlessly overturned the cicada in the pool of water, watching the person fall in front of him, the tortoise clucked excitedly.

Its sharp beak kept pecking in the mud, as if it was intimate to eat the cicada's tea.