"Don't ask, pack your things, you five carry him up, go, hurry!"

glanced south at Peng Hui and held back what he hadn't yet said.

There was nothing to pack up in the wooden house, except for Wu Zhen, who couldn't move.

The slats of the large bed were pried up, and the five people lifted the slats numbly.

"If you don't want to die, run faster!"

Tear down the door three times to the south, destroy the entire wall, and then let the big bed board out.

After rushing out of the hut, the five people carrying the bed board rushed forward non-stop, not caring about what was happening behind them.

Xiang Nan and the other four walked out and looked at the river.

"These are foods, but also predators. We can't deal with all of them, but killing one shouldn't be a problem. ”

"I want that prawn!"

Penghui pointed to the fastest shrimp.

"Okay, that's it. Remember, we can only kill one! Do it! "Command to the south.

All kinds of creatures crawled out of the Yangtze River, each of which had a large size, and every step they took made the earth tremble.

A giant shrimp swung its pincers and ran away in a panic, small compared to the bigger and more terrifying things behind.

When the giant shrimp saw four creatures smaller than himself rushing towards him, his panicked expression dissipated, and two black eyes flashed with cold light on his red head. The paws dragged on the ground swept quickly, driving the body to crush over.

Here it comes.

Xiang Qing ran the fastest, caught up, and when there was still a distance of three meters, he bent his legs and jumped into the air, his wide clothes were unfolded by the wind, and the hunting sounded.

Xiang Qing twisted. waist, turned around, legs flung out horizontally, smashing into the air in front of him.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the boundless oppression, but fortunately, only a small part comes from the shrimp, and more comes from the black river.

Xiang Nan stood not far behind Xiang Qing's side, staring at the red giant shrimp more than two meters tall with burning eyes, his hands folded with each other, his ten fingers clasped tightly, and wisps of faint tearing breath wrapped between his fingers.

"Up!"

Penghui stopped after running a few steps, half-squatting, palms touching the ground. When Xiang Qing reached the apex of the sky, he let out a low roar and pressed his hand downward.

The ground shook slightly, starting from Penghui and extending to the prawns, and the amplitude of the shock surged.

The shaking ground suddenly cracked, and the crack reached the foot of the prawn, and a force was stirred up from the crack, pushing it into the air.

Prawns rise from the ground.

The unsuspecting prawn just collided with Xiang Qing's attack, and it could only barely raise a pincer to block it, and the pincers had no strength on them, and they were completely resisted by their hardness.

Bang!

The two sides collided, one side was ready to go, and the other side was not prepared in the slightest, the shrimp was smashed into the air, the shrimp body curled up, fell to the ground, and a depression was also smashed on the pincers.

In the air, the shrimp is not panicked, this attack is too weak, even its defenses can't be broken, there is no slightest threat. The shrimp straightens its body, ready to make a beautiful counterattack at the moment it lands.

"Break it for me!"

Wang Zichong stood where the shrimp was about to fall and raised his fist upward.

It's so heavy! The shrimp's body curls up harder and flies upwards again.

The moment it was hit by a fist, the hard carapace of the shrimp suddenly cracked, revealing the white flesh of the shrimp.

The shrimp's eyes are red, like flames.

Wait, when I stand firm, I'm going to tear you apart.

Only half a meter above the ground, the shrimp stretched out its pincers and was about to support its falling body.

"Fly!"

Xiang Qing trotted over a few steps, and kicked sideways with a cushion, hitting the spot where the shrimp's head and body met.

Click!

The hard shell shattered, and colorful things flowed out of the cracks.

The shrimp is finally going to fall to the ground, but it's about to hit the south.

The ten fingers to the south were plain and stretched forward, looking without any majesty.

"Aang!"

A high-pitched cry came from the shrimp's mouth, loud, but quickly subsided, and then squirted a colorful liquid from it.

The ten fingers facing south are embedded in the two pincers of the shrimp.

"Strangling!"

Whisper to the south.

The shrimp was picked up by a gust of wind, swirling and disintegrating, and the hard carapace became so fragile that it fell to the ground in the whirlpool, turning into finer fragments, and the green liquid splattered and fell into the weeds on the ground.

Click! Two crunch sounds, followed by two large pincers dropping.

The wind stopped.

Xiang Nan held half of the shrimp body, his face was full of green liquid, he grinned, turned around and ran.

Peng Hui and Wang Zichong picked up the shrimp claws on the ground and followed happily.

Xiang Qing turned his head and saw that the other predators were already very close, so he hurriedly followed a few people.

The battle went fast and smoothly, the shrimp was dismembered without resistance, and thanks to the tacit cooperation of the four, the battle ended in less than ten seconds.

Sixty meters away, five people carried the bed board, scraggling forward, looking at the movement as if they were running again, and looking at the speed was more like walking.

The four of them rushed up, threw the shrimp on the bed board, grabbed the four corners of the bed board and ran, walking like flying.

The five people were stunned for a moment, glanced back, and were so frightened that their faces were blank, and they all desperately chased after the four people in front.

Wu Zhen was attracted by the fresh shrimp smell, rolled his eyes, and looked over from the corner of his eye, but he could only see a white shadow, and he couldn't see the appearance of this thing clearly. Turning his eyes hard, the black eyeballs were almost hidden, and he began to see clearly. Wu Zhen was almost about to twist his neck, thinking that there was still a hole in his neck, he reluctantly gave up this idea.

There are many creatures on both sides of the Yangtze River, not only fish, shrimp, crabs and algae, but also some mutated river mussels, water snakes, turtles and so on.

These creatures all crawled out of the Yangtze River in horror and rushed to both banks, even after leaving the Yangtze River, they did not dare to stay and continued to run far away, so no one cared about a few humans who ran far away. Food is important, but life always comes first.

The black Yangtze River is still calm, and nothing unusual can be seen. Except for the splash brought up by the creatures fleeing from it, there is no place for unrest in sight. It seems that the Yangtze River is dead.

The Yangtze River is not going to die, it is waking up, but its awakening requires blood and flesh sacrifices, and it has all these things.

At the bottom of the river, more creatures lay motionless, stacked layer after layer, there were too many of them, several times more than those who escaped, and they were larger, as you can imagine, they were more powerful, and their vitality was far beyond their kind, although they were now dead, these were all sacrifices that were screened out, and those that escaped to the shore were only eliminated.

The creatures at the bottom of the river are gradually dissolving, first scales, carapaces, and then flesh, which are peeled off layer by layer by the river water and dissolved into the black river water.

As soon as the blood appeared, it was absorbed by the river water, and not a drop was left.

The river is still the same, there is no change in the slightest, but the color seems to be darker.