Halfway up the waist, Dao Mu suddenly felt a chill in his spinal cord, and a sense of crisis arose. Without thinking, Dao Mu jumped forward, and his red eyes swept over the entire prison in an instant, but there was no trace of the enemy.

The corpses below are piled up into a mountain, and the walls are ruined and broken. The blood waterfall drained and puffed, and the wind whistled in the big pit, bringing slimy blood. The sun is not everywhere, the darkness is shrouded, revealing an inexplicable atmosphere, invading the heart and spleen, and it looks like a ghost surging from a distance, terrifying.

The disgusting stench of rot gradually covered up the blood, and Dao Mu was not relieved by this, but felt cold all over his body, and had goosebumps.

The air is harmonious, the wind is smooth, only the taste changes, the spiritual sense is detected, and no trace can be found. Ascending, Daomu continues to ascend, constantly approaching the artificial sun, although there is no temperature, but the light can dispel people's fear of the unknown.

At this moment, Dao Mu just wanted to find a place to take a hot bath, and a moat in front of him blocked Dao Mu's way.

When Dao Mu and the skin-covered man were fighting, the other party's two bone knives split together, and the road was drawn into a moat, and the knife qi was still there, entangled with the wind, whirring.

The span of dozens of zhang is beyond his ability at the moment, and after a round of fighting, Dao Mu has already exhausted himself, and is about to climb to find a safe place to recuperate. In normal times, there is no need for A Meng, and Daomu can also leap forward.

Dao Mu endured his physical discomfort, turned around and turned to the other side, and before he could take a few steps, he suddenly heard the sound of oil, and his nose was rotten and smelly. Dao Mu looked back, only to see Mori Hei Tianji stretching out more than a dozen shadow tentacles to the bright ground, and under the light, smoke was breeding.

Swallowing a spirit fruit indiscriminately, Dao Mu ran away, "Xiu Xiu" only heard the sound of breaking the wind, the shadow tentacles pierced Dao Mu's shadow, and Dao Mu froze on the spot.

With a muffled snort, I felt that I had been stabbed more than a dozen times in an instant, and I was seriously injured. I looked down but I couldn't see the pit, but the blood was already pouring up my throat.

Qiang, the knife was unsheathed, and the blood was sprayed on the knife, ignoring his poor state, and turned around and waved out a "knife adult". The sandstorm tornado raged in the moat, accompanied by a "squeak" of strange screams, black gas curled and steamed, and the stench of rot filled the entire prison.

Dao Mu didn't dare to stay too long, dragging his heavy and dilapidated body, and kept ascending. Along the way, avoid dark corners and only walk in the light.

"Chirp ......" There was a strange cry from the pit of the real platform, similar to a mouse and a chick, "The blood of ants is so mysterious." "The sound is like nine dark places spread to the world, charming people's hearts, eroding people's souls.

As the words fell, countless shadow tentacles spread out from the pit. Under the sun, black smoke rose from the shadow tentacles, and the more black smoke there was, the more the putrid smell became, and Dao Mu couldn't help but close his sense of smell.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, he used all his strength, and his body was as fast as the wind, and he went to the artificial sun. However, the shadow tentacles are faster, and under the sun, they turn knives, swords, guns, and halberds, and only take the shadow of the herd.

"Damn!" Dao Mu saw that he couldn't escape, but the candy in his mouth was not sweet enough.

Hold the Taiji Arowana pendant in the mouth, the sweetness is instantly refreshing, the knife is waved, and the left hand is holding the flower knife, and the trembling can't be stopped. I saw countless sword gasification shadows flying, shadows to shadows, it actually worked, and the shadow tentacles disappeared.

"Huh......" There was a burst of surprise from the pit, "Decisive knife?!" The voice was sharp and piercing.

Dao Mu took this opportunity to climb to the top of the prison, turned his eyes to look at the sun, his pupils were wide open, "Golden Crow?!" In this way, this is not an artificial sun, but a real sun.

"The Golden Crow is dead. Only then did Dao Mu discover the root cause of the cold sun. The golden crow is dead, the blood is cold, it no longer flows, and there is no smell of sunshine.

"Red-eyed bedbug, you come down. Let's talk about it......" The voice came from the pit again, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." ”

"Are you stupid for me?!" Dao Mu stared, and then used all his strength to leap into the tip of the golden crow's beak for life. I couldn't hold back my energy, so much so that I almost slipped down, and I was scared that Daomu was wearing goosebumps, and the hole directly below was facing the platform on the ground.

The golden black wing feathers are carved from gold, and they are softer and more comfortable than the feathers of other birds. Although the golden crow was dead, Wing Yu still gave Dao Mu warmth, dispelled the cold, and brushed away the haze in his heart.

Dao Mu came to the back of the golden crow, took out water to rinse his body without shame, and changed into dry clothes. Then climb to the top of the golden crow's head, because its crown feathers are the most luxuriant, and lie here to sleep, isn't it beautiful.

"Strange, why didn't that shadow monster speak?" Dao Mu wondered, this shadow monster was counterintuitive. Looking down, he found that the sea of corpses was dissolving, turning into pools of bone blood, and the blood waterfall was even worse.

No matter how strong Jin Crow was before his death, he couldn't resist the disgusting stench of rot at this moment.

"Old monster, aren't you a dead rat in the gutter, why do you emit such a foul smell?" Dao Mu was going to sleep to breathe, worried that sleeping too deeply would be dangerous. Then I turned on my sense of smell, but the putrid stench hit my lungs, and I almost didn't vomit out the stomach acid.

"If you are like me, trapped in this dung pit for tens of thousands of years. The voice was no longer so cold, but a little more comfortable, "I have to thank you freak, otherwise I will starve to death." ”

Dao Mu followed the sound and looked down, his eyes were half-narrowed, his pupils were focused and contracted, and he searched for dozens of breaths, but he still couldn't find others, so he searched in the sea of blood, and the result was still the same.

"At a young age, your eyes are not good?" The voice became more and more lazy, and the previous evil spirit was gone.

Dao Mu then became prestigious, and in the corner of the sea of blood, the sun was dim, and dozens of corpses were floating. On a corpse lay a fat black mouse, the size of an adult's fist, with fat hands and fat legs, short hands and long legs, and legs crossed.

The slender and thick tail was as red as blood, half of it was in the water, its mouth was holding an embroidery needle, its neck seemed to be tied by a straw rope, and its eyes were huge and disproportionate, like two black holes, and no water could be seen.

"What a pair of desperate beautiful eyes. The fat black rat and Dao Mu looked at each other, couldn't help but sigh, and waved their fat claws, "The taste of the verdict will remain unchanged for ten thousand years." It is still naïve to think that only such people in the world can lead mankind in the right direction.

For millions of years, the adjudication has been tireless, scourging this fragile human ......"

"Natural disaster, unknown breed, unknown level...... Dao Mu poured out a piece of knowledge in his mind, only that the fat black rat was a natural disaster, and everything else was unknown. "Can be recorded in the chronicles of calamity......" This sentence suddenly welled up in his heart, startling Dao Mu.

"Shouldn't it be called a Calamity Chronicle?" Dao Mu pinched his chin and looked down at the pothole, muttering.

The fat black mouse suddenly grinned, and the iron needle fell on the back of the dead corpse, and unconsciously, the two rounds of black holes seemed to see through Dao Mu's body in an instant.

"Seconds!seconds!!!

"Old man Yue, the eye disease must have been committed again...... Can't wait to see those two stinky fight for the same man. The fat black rat talked wildly, dancing on the dead corpse, making Dao Mu confused.

"Hey, red-eyed bedbug!" the fat black rat stopped dancing, his fat hands crossed his waist, his head on his back, and his spirit was high, "Have you ever met a mother and daughter, both of them are dressed in white, the mother is like a fairy, and the woman is like a fairy." ”

"How do you know?!" Dao Mu was too excited when he heard this, his hands were empty, and he slipped from the golden crow crown, and now he had more than enough strength to watch, so he had to watch a black shadow attack, Dao Mu squinted his eyes and smiled bitterly, "It's over." ”

When Dao Mu opened his eyes, he found that he was back on the Golden Crow Crown, and the rotten stench around him became more and more intense, "Why did you save me?"

"I can't afford to mess with it, I really can't afford to mess with it......" The fat black rat has a fat hand on his back, his second hand trembling, and his hand is scorched and leaking. Behind him, he had a long red tail, gurgling and drinking blood, and after a few breaths, the injured hand returned to normal. "I'm still honestly squatting here, eating people to earn yin virtue......"

The fat black rat talked crazy again, and said that the words that the Mu couldn't understand were not like the mortal world.

"How did you come to this place after a day of disaster?" Dao Mu loudly interrupted the fat black mouse to muttered to himself.

"your. When the fat black rat heard this, he glanced at Dao Mu a few times, but he no longer paid attention to him, and said casually, "If you hadn't indirectly saved my life this time, I wouldn't even bother to talk to you, a bedbug." ”

"......" Dao Mu felt that there were thousands of dragon horses in his heart, and he almost couldn't help but scold, but he couldn't find the words to scold. As a human being, being scolded as a bed bug by a disgusting and smelly mouse, and being looked down upon by it, this feeling is mixed.

Suddenly, his eyes were dim, and a strong sense of sleepiness struck, and the spirit of Daomu was already dry, and he was overjoyed and sad several times, and his heart rushed to his heart, but he finally fell.

The fat black rat carried it with one hand and pinched its whiskers with the other, pacing around on the back of the dead corpse, its red tail like a rainbow sucking the sea of blood. Sometimes squeaky with joy, sometimes beat his chest in frustration, sometimes calm and calm, sometimes thunderous.

"Hmmm......"

Dao Mu woke up from his sleep, rubbed his eyes, stretched comfortably, and suddenly felt that the surroundings were dark, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

Hurriedly took out the lantern like the sun, the surroundings were bright, looking around, Dao Mu was so shocked that he was in a cold sweat and almost lost his soul. The golden crow lost its light and fell from the sky. At this moment, the Dao Mu Jin Crow is at the bottom of the pit.

A gust of nameless wind struck, and Dao Mu couldn't help but tremble, as if he was in a secluded mansion.

There is no sea of blood, no dead bodies, and no fat black rats. There was no smell of blood, no putrid stench that was so intimidating, and the air was filled with the smell of dampness at the bottom of the well.

"Aren't you living in a dream?" Dao Mu couldn't believe what was in front of him, and was about to jump off the golden crow crown.

The golden crow moved, its wings were shining, and the wind was rising on its body. Soon, the golden crow rose out of the pit and continued upward.

Dao Mu looked around, it could be said to be clean, there was not even a trace of blood on the ruins, and there was no ruins after the fierce battle. Dao Mu was stunned, all this is not a dream, what is called a dream.

Dao Mu made a trumpet shape and roared a few times, and the surrounding echoes were endless, but he didn't see himself wake up from his sleep. Daomu does not believe in evil, luck dantian, the golden dragon looks up to the sky and groans, and the dragon roars in Daomu's mouth.

Thundered......

The rock wall collapsed, and the sound waves were like a tide, constantly slapping the rock wall, so that the prison collapsed on a large scale, and the high platform was built on the ground, and the entire prison was completely destroyed.

"Didn't you wake up, it doesn't seem to be a dream......" Dao Mu was suspicious, and at this moment the golden crow was already hanging high.

Dao Mu jumped down from the golden crow, tossed around the prison again, and found that there was not a single hair of any other creature here except himself, and he did not see himself wake up, and he already believed that he was in reality.