Mu Yang remembered what Xingsheng said before he disappeared: I can help you.

"Is that what you're helping with?"

Mu Yang entered an almost magical alien space at this time, and countless fine and dense teeth around him ran over his body, and the sword pierced his heart, but he passed them as if nothing had passed them, and continued to advance towards the depths of the blood vessels.

A chill that was almost physiological instinct came at him, but he couldn't move. I'm afraid that as long as I move a little, the magic power that the Star Saint exerts on himself will disappear.

As Muyang entered the depths of the heart, the surrounding environment underwent strange changes.

Everything turned out to be quiet, quiet.

The violent and terrible thrashing sound disappeared in the center of the heart.

The startled eyes that were crawling on the surface of their hearts were gone.

All that was left was the sound of blood flowing, and countless teeth turning in circles, making a fine, dense chewing sound.

As Muyang's position continues to deepen, the inside of the blood vessels becomes larger and larger, and the final exit is just around the corner.

He no longer hesitated, and with a wave of his arms, he accelerated his forward progress, and finally swam out of the inside of the blood vessels and into the center of his heart—

The scene in front of me suddenly changed, and the surrounding vision became enlightened. It's inside a huge red organ, but the flesh walls here are noticeably thicker and more muscular than the outside, and everything stretches and contracts with the rhythm, transporting the plasma that flows into this layer to the next.

The blood flow around Mu Yang slowed down significantly after entering here. When flowing past the edge of the meat bank, Mu Yang grabbed the slippery meat bank, and after several failures, he finally jumped onto the shore, breaking away from the once terrifying and huge blood river behind him.

He endured the pain in his eyes and vomited up the water in his lungs.

The flesh bank of the atrium is relatively narrow, and it is not as open and boundless as the outside world. There are only a few red caves in front of me, sometimes big and sometimes small. If you want to search for them all, it shouldn't take more than a day.

There are no malicious objects of any size in the vicinity, and it is very clean. The eye of the storm is often the calmest, but I didn't expect that the inside of the nightmare heart is also the safest.

Mu Yang sighed in his heart. I planned so much, I wanted my heart to devour the flesh and blood raft, but I didn't expect to send myself in.

Once ashore, he tried to cut through the flesh beneath his feet with the rhythm of the sword, trying to see if he could destroy it inside the nightmare's heart. However, after the trauma, the blood under the flesh membrane rushed out, and he slowly stood up from the ground and became a villain formed by blood coagulation.

The blood villain screamed and flew towards Mu Yang, extremely fast. Mu Yang drew his sword to fight, and after a few hands between one person and one monster, Mu Yang found an opportunity to pierce the opponent's heart with a sword when he was slapped half by the opponent's sharp nails. The blood figure let out a high-pitched screech in the air again, and quickly vanished.

Mu Yang touched his bleeding ears, and his heart palpitated; He had to tear off a small pair of trouser legs and put a simple bandage on his ears.

The idea of launching an offensive inside the heart of the nightmare is unrealistic. The strength of the blood villain just now was only a hundred souls, which already made me feel difficult to deal with now. If he goes down with another sword, cutting a bigger wound and making a bigger bloody person, he will die on the spot here today.

He had not forgotten the Star Sage's entrustment to him, and there was a friend in his heart. He had to find it for it.

It's just that I don't know if this friend is in this heart. If you are not there, it will be difficult to cross from the atrium to the rest of the heart.

He had just begun to move, and the sword rhythm around his waist radiated a soft, white glow. That light made Mu Yangxiao startled, thinking that the consciousness of the Star Saint in the sword was about to drill out again.

But no. The sword rhythm glows, but that's all.

After waiting for a while, Mu Yang didn't notice any changes. I don't know whether it was happy or disappointed, he changed direction and walked forward.

The light of the sword law on his waist quickly faded, and it came down to nothing.

"Could it be...... Be? ”

Mu Yang was slightly stunned. He then tried to re-enter the path he had chosen at the beginning, and something happened to Mu Yang's surprise, and the sword law hesitated for a moment, and once again automatically emitted a light, although it was slightly weaker than the first time.

Mu Yang suspected that the sword law was showing him the way in its way.

He began to adjust the direction of the sword rhythm, and with each slight adjustment, the intensity of the light changed slightly. In the end, Muyang locked on the road that guided the brightest. Following this path, he walked forward.

The sword law guided him into one of the holes in the fleshy wall, and in the dimly lit cavern, the sword law was bright and bright, guiding him through several forks in the road, and heading deeper.

Every time Mu Yang stepped on the wrong road, the light of the sword law would dim until he adjusted the direction he was moving in time.

Finally, under the guidance of the sword law, or the consciousness of the star saint, he reached the destination of this trip.

It was a massive humanoid silhouette nearly three meters tall, lying motionless in the depths of the *hole.

Like the white-robed man seen in the Museum of the City of Machines, except for the outline, Mu Yang still can't see its true face.

Because of the surface of that silhouette, the strips of flesh and blood that stretched out from the countless flesh walls covered its body tightly, and even many of them seeped into its flesh, almost becoming one with it, turning it into a deformed monster.

This is...... Another Star Saint? It's just that why did it die in Pan Wei's dream, and in such a tragic and ugly way?

Mu Yang was careful that the surrounding environment had the same blood bar attacking him, and at the same time whispered to the sword law on his waist: "Hey, this is your friend, I have already sent you to it." ”

The rhythm of the sword does not move. Before entering this butcher's house, its brightness was at its peak; After entering this meat room, it completely dimmed, like mortal iron.

"Am I on the wrong side?" Mu Yang was puzzled, and after asking again about the iron sword at his waist and not answering; Step by step, he slowly walked to the side of the humanoid flesh and blood.

He wanted to find the answer directly from it.

At this moment, the light of the sword rhythm suddenly lit up wildly, and this time with a bit of rage and out of control; Mu Yang felt that his eyes were almost blind, and he subconsciously threw this terrible light source halfway. The sword rhythm began to buzz on the ground, and countless stars rose from the sword body, and finally floated up, flying into the body of the huge blood man.