"Be careful! Nightmares are coming! The little lamb's face turned white with fright, and he screamed.

Mu Yang's face froze. The malice that appeared in the blood pool before had the strength of a thousand souls, not to mention dropping these malicious nightmare bodies, at least the strength of ten thousand souls, and even one hundred thousand souls.

"It's still too late." He knew it was too late for him to turn around.

In the face of absolute strength, any trickery is useless. Now Muyang's only choice is to escape, keep running away!

He turned around with the lamb on his back and ran in the opposite direction.

Running along the way, countless giant human hands broke through the ground and danced on the walls of flesh.

The nimble giant hand grabbed Mu Yang from all directions, with deep hatred, wanting to pinch him into meat sauce.

The power of these giant hands alone is more than a thousand souls. Mu Yang carefully shuttled through it, and accidentally hit it when he moved around, as if he had been swept by a tsunami. In an instant, the whole body flew up and hit the flesh wall in front of him, spitting out blood.

Thankfully, he turned sideways before he was hit, leaving the lamb on his back unharmed.

The lamb rolled off of him, bruised and swollen. She couldn't care about her pain anymore, screamed, and ran up to support Mu Yang: "Uncle, are you okay?" ”

Mu Yang forcibly endured the pain of breaking inch by inch, and struggled several times to get up from the ground.

"My leg is broken, and I can't run." Mu Yang waved his hand bitterly, "You can run away by yourself, leave me alone." ”

"I don't want it!" The lamb grabbed his arm and made a gesture to carry him on his back, "You are such a smart person who has died here, and I am the only one left, so wouldn't I die faster!" ”

Behind them, countless giant hands grew out from under the flesh wall, constantly approaching their direction.

"What is this?" The lamb's face turned pale and trembled with fright. She wanted to leave Mu Yang several times, but after thinking about it for a long time, she still stayed by Mu Yang's side, pulled him up hard, and tried to leave with him on her back.

It's a pity that little Lori is too petite, and she can't walk just by pulling Mu Yang on her back, let alone fleeing here with him on her back.

"Let's jump." Mu Yang grabbed the nearby flesh wall and slowly stood up from the ground and said softly.

"What?" The little sheep has not yet reacted to Muyang's meaning.

"You look at the hands that come out of the dirt." Mu Yang pulled the lamb to his side and pointed to the lower plate of the strange hand in the distance, "The moment they came out of the soil, they loosened the flesh wall here. Forget one or two, so many giant hands will turn out at once, and sooner or later this meat path will crack. ”

"No matter what's under the flesh, you must jump down immediately, you can't hesitate, you know."

Facing the countless giant hands that rolled over, the little sheep really didn't see any signs of the imminent cracking, but she decided to still believe Mu Yang: "Well, but you have to grab my hand in a while, don't lose me." ”

Mu Yang only replied with one word, "Hmm." ”

He grabbed the lamb's little hand tightly.

Because of fear, the lamb's hands were as cold as ice cubes.

In the blink of an eye, an overwhelming number of giant hands descended. The little lamb felt a deep shadow over his head, as if the night had fallen, and he could not see or hear anything except countless dense fingers.

In the wind, I only heard Mu Yang's angry reprimand: "Jump! ”

Immediately afterwards, she took Mu Yang's hand, took two steps forward with her short legs, and before she could run far, Mu Yang pulled back her hand and pushed her behind her back. The lamb didn't react to what was happening, only heard the wind whistling in his ears, and he lost his gravity with one foot in the air, and kept falling downward.

The little lamb opened the ten fingers covering his eyes slightly, and was surprised to find that he was in mid-air, and under him was a majestic flowing red slurry, and countless blood flowed along the meat trough into the distance, like a river and sea.

Compared to his own fall, it is like a pebble thrown into it.

Mu Yang was not wrong, the ground of Yongdao collapsed. A way out appeared.

But he came out, what about him?

"Sheep—Mu—"

The lamb raised its head and screamed.

She saw Mu Yang fall above, caught between a few thick fingers, and was speeding away from her.

Mu Yang drew his sword and slashed at those giant hands.

Damn it, just now in order to push out the lamb, I took a step slower, jumped into the air and was grabbed by the giant hand behind me.

A few fingers thick with steel pillars rubbed against him, and Mu Yang felt that his internal organs were about to be squeezed and deformed.

The skin of the giant hand is extremely thick, even if his sword is like the wind, it will only leave a few shallow blood marks on it, and it is still a long way from cutting off the finger.

"Am I going to die in this place today?"

Don't be a good person in the next life. Mu Yang thought helplessly in his heart.

The next moment, several giant hands surged from all sides, constantly attacking the giant hand that grabbed them. It's as if they're arguing just to rob themselves of the villain.

Not to be outdone, the giant hand that pinched himself rose from the ground and lifted himself higher to a height that other giant hands could not touch.

Several giant hands squeezed and hammered below, and the monster-like hands thumped together.

The lower half of the wrist holding his giant hand was torn to the point of blurred flesh and blood, and the green tendons were exposed, and the flesh and blood were blurry for a while, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

It began to stagger, and even Mu Yang, who was pinched on his fingers, swayed left and right, as if he was on a roller coaster.

"This is an opportunity!"

Mu Yang, who was originally dead, rekindled hope, he pulled out his sword and kept hitting the fingers between the fingers of the giant hand, wanting to let it go.

Mu Yang did not directly attack the finger itself, and his way of shooting was very restrained. While attacking, try to avoid completely angering this giant hand, and let the opponent go crazy and pinch himself to death.

After a few blows, the giant hands below swarmed up and attacked like crazy. The first giant hand couldn't bear it anymore, and let go for a while, and Mu Yang took the opportunity to fall between his fingers.

Beneath your feet is an endless river of blood.

All the way down, the icy wind slapped on his face, and the whole world swirled in his eyes.

Countless giant hands were deep in mid-air, trying to grab themselves.

Mu Yang twisted his body as much as he could in the air to avoid the grasp of these giant hands.

A few seconds of falling, as if tens of thousands of years have passed.

Finally, he completely broke away from the range of the flesh path and flew towards the river of blood under his feet.

Mu Yang finally raised his head and took a look. Countless giant hands stretched out from the flesh wall above, slowly squirming, as if beckoning to themselves.

"When Lao Tzu reaches the fourth order, you must buy a 'teleportation', otherwise you will die at the hands of these stupid things sooner or later."

Mu Yang felt that his body sank, and the smell of blood was unusually strong, and countless blood poured into him from all directions.

It's overboard.