As if it had been a long cold winter, Yinchen, who had closed his eyes, suddenly felt his neck loosen, and at the same time, there was a soft shock force from under his feet, and he bent his knees slightly, cushioning the inertia of falling from a high place to the ground, and then straightened up. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He opened his eyes and looked around him. I couldn't help but feel nauseous. At this time, he and Zifeng Sanren were standing in the body cavity of an unknown animal, and the so-called ground under their feet was nothing more than a bright red fresh visceral wall.

It was a 30-meter-by-30-meter, irregularly shaped space that was not very wide, surrounded on all sides by a blood-colored flesh membrane like a visceral membrane, and it trembled slightly from time to time, and even secreted some disgusting powdery-white viscous liquid. There was always a faint vibration on the "ground" under his feet, which was not easy to detect, but it made people feel extremely dizzy and nauseous, which made Master Yinchen a little scared, and he couldn't help but think of the so-called "crystal tremor" in "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

Silver Dust looked up and saw only a purple spiral swaying above his head, where they had just fallen. He, the Purple Wind Scatterer, and the rest of the monk's disciples were all trapped in the terrifying body cavity of the unknown creature.

Silver Dust endured his nausea, squatted down and gently touched the flesh that was still trembling under his feet, the soft and viscous texture like a membrane in his mouth told him that it was not an illusion, but a real space. The Silver Dust Mage couldn't help but feel a fear mixed with curiosity, and he wanted to know what kind of creature would have such a huge body cavity. But this was not the time to delve into these issues, and he stood up a little dumbfounded.

"It's not like a stomach, because there's only one entrance, there's no place to go to the intestines. Silver Dust's mind was spinning with thoughts, when he suddenly heard the purple wind scattered man behind him speak:

"Wait for the ants, welcome to the holy land of the Purple Blood God Cult, Blood Hell!" he said and made a feverish worship gesture like a nervous disorder, which looked particularly silly.

"Blood Hell?" "Madness, killing madness" was also rolling in the voice of the Scourge, although he had been defeated a few minutes earlier, although he knew that there was a huge gap between himself and the so-called Purple Wind Scatterer, but the hatred for the Purple Wind Scatterer and the despair of seeing that he was about to be cornered made him suddenly give birth to a "final madness". He was unarmed, but he was still secretly working his evil powers, and the blood vessels under his skin bulged like earthworms.

A twisted, frantic storm was swirling around him.

"The so-called blood prison is the place where the ants and other ants fight each other and finally decide the strongest. Blood Hell is only a place for the living to refine Gu!" Purple Wind Scatter maintained the same ridiculous posture as the madman, and said with an intoxicated expression.

"Presumptuous! The deity and the sisters are the bodies of a thousand gold, after Zhong Ming eats it! How can you let this demon and evil way fight each other like feeding Gu worms! Do you know it! Behind these sisters, the deity has the support of the entire Great Southern Empire, and the Purple Blood God Sect is just a group of mountain bandits! Treat the deity sisters like this, be careful that the army will be pressed in the future, and directly level the Purple Blood Temple!" At this time, a senior aunt of the Holy Water Sect jumped out and pointed at the bridge of the purple wind and scolded, that shrew-like tone, that lofty demeanor, made the disciples of the other sects around sneer, they all felt that this sister-in-law was not in a bad brain, and in the current situation, could she expect the so-called imperial army? The hundred-year-old monster of the Purple Blood God Sect is the kind of person who is afraid of the secular army?

Only Feiquan and Mingquan behind her secretly exchanged their fists, cheering for the ugly fat woman who jumped out. The little abacus of the two of them clanged, that is, to throw out the most unbearable one first, to test the argument of rebelling against the purple wind scattering people. After all, these golden branches and jade leaves of the Holy Water Sect really don't want to let themselves fight with those "inferior people" here like a poisonous insect for the entertainment of the Zifeng Sanren, after all, there are only others for their entertainment on weekdays.

Of course, the two high-ranking and powerful "His Royal Highnesses" didn't want to stand out on their own, so they randomly selected a spokesperson to push it out to test how the Zifeng Sanren would react. If the Purple Wind Scatterer still remembered that the Purple Blood God Sect had been severely damaged by the Great Southern Empire's army, it would naturally be the best, if he didn't remember or turned his face and didn't recognize the person, then the Purple Wind Scatterer would be punished by the Purple Wind Scatterer, so that not only would the two of them not suffer any harm, but they could further spy on his temperament and ability through the actions of the Purple Wind Scatterer, so that they might find his weaknesses.

It's a pity that the so-called 'punishment' of the Purple Wind Scattered people is far beyond the imagination of Mingquan and Feiquan's aunts.

"Presumptuous! This immortal is the most annoying woman noisy!Wait for ****, let's shut up for this immortal!" Zifeng Sanren changed his posture and made a gesture of waving his hand to calm the enemy. As soon as his words fell, the small bloody prison was filled with the screams and begs of the women in sharp panic.

The voices were clear and high-pitched, overflowing with shame, despair, and panic. Silver Dust turned his head to look and found that all the surviving women, including Ming Quan, Feiquan and the other Holy Water Sects, the Interpretation Sect, and even the female disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, were entangled in pink tentacles, and purple spikes stretched out from those tentacles, tearing their clothes to shreds as easily as spinning blades.

The naked women let out screams of terror, and were somehow bound into provocative poses by the tentacles, and then quickly pulled towards the blood-soaked walls around them. The walls suddenly cracked open at this moment, like folds made of layers of muscle. The abducted women screamed in desperation and plunged headlong into the folds, which snapped shut and tightened like a quilt made of muscular mucous membranes.

The screams came to an abrupt end, and only the struggling and writhing protrusions on the blood-colored flesh wall stimulated everyone's optic nerves. Yinchen felt a heat for no reason, and the image of a sleek girl who shouldn't have appeared appeared in his mind once again. Yinchen closed his eyes and breathed violently a few times, trying to calm his heart, but it was useless, and Chu Fan'er's delicate body that made people linger appeared more and more clearly in the depths of his heart.

Yinchen hurried his eyes again, but the granular-like protrusions that had been shaking in front of him and the sound of a few "woo woo" leaking out from time to time that seemed to be gagged always teased his body and mind, and he even began to have some hallucinations, and the naked Zhang Yating appeared in front of him for no reason, the image of Zhang Mengmeng and Lin Xuanchen, especially the image of Lin Xuanchen, became clearer and clearer in front of his eyes, and the swaying and slightly struggling flesh-colored phantom exuded more and more intensely a seductive power of sacredness and charm. (To be continued.) )