The sultry fire grew farther and farther away, and the Demonic Tentacles continued deeper into the Wasteland Plain.

Under the scorching sun, the purple flame burned without realizing its specialness, and it was always looking for the next meal in the vast red desert.

On the thin orange-brown clouds, a flying demon with a wingspan of nearly three meters dragged a slender bone tail full of spikes, flapping its fleshy wings and gliding high in the air. It has no hair and light brown skin all over its body, allowing it to hide itself better in the clouds. A pair of shuttle-shaped eyes with two pupils in it, these four pupils not only make its vision sharper, but also can move independently, so that the vision of 36 is free of dead ends.

Suddenly, its four-petaled sharp mouthparts opened slightly, and the saliva of excitement flowed quietly on the dense serrations within, and the Flying Demon spotted its prey, a small snack burning with a striking purple flame.

It began to retract its wings, its claws in place, ready to swoop down and kill with one blow.

However, in the desert of the ground, a demon discovered this little dessert before it. Its massive body moved silently in the sand, its eyeless, round, round head, in addition to its large, baring spiral mouth with fangs exposed, and several small whiskers that were completely different from its obese painting style. These whiskers act as search radar instead of eyes, and under the seemingly meaningless shaking, they have long since locked onto the prey on the ground.

After all, the breath of life has never been able to hide its perception, especially since the thing is still unscrupulously releasing its own energy fluctuations.

The snooping in the sky, the malice in the underground, all these magic touch insects knew nothing, and continued to walk quietly on the desert. Suddenly, a huge circular mouth came from the bottom up, engulfing it with the sand.

It all happened so quickly that the Tentacle flashed a wall of red flesh with swirling jagged teeth before its eyes, and its perception faded into darkness. So much so that under the carefully prepared attack of the earth demon, its stunned appearance seemed completely powerless. Mixed with sand, it rolled into a wide flesh chamber filled with reddish-brown liquid along the slippery, foul-smelling inner wall of the mouth.

I got half of the dim sum and flew away.

The Flying Demon, who swooped halfway through the sky, was also blinded by the sudden attack of the Earth Demon. In embarrassment, it let out a hiss and flapped its wings again, and it returned to the clouds slightly in a desolate manner against the backdrop of the earth demon's churning into the ground.

Beneath the desert below, its obese body effortlessly squeezes through the surrounding soil and travels at high speed underground. This time it was at most a snack food, so that the earth demon did not feel anything about this attack, and the empty stomach was still squirming with hunger. Fortunately, between the shaking of the short tentacles on his head, a lone deer demon hundreds of kilometers away was found and locked by it.

Death shrouded the lonely deer, unbeknownst to it, as it writhed its snake-like tail and stopped its progress. The two blowholes in its long mouth made a strange snort sound, to track the breath of its race. After sucking and sucking for a while, a unique and vague salty taste was recognized in the hot sulfurous gas pouring into the nasal cavity - its population was ahead, and it was not far away!

With the goal in mind, the deer's waist twisted bewitchingly again, and it quickly galloped in that direction. The turbid yellow vertical pupils were gradually occupied by a lush desert oasis, and more tender smells mixed with the smell of the tribe rushed towards it, and it did not think that it intended to enter it.

But the Earth Demon that has locked it for a long time will not let it be satisfied. With a bang, the poor deer demon outside the oasis was also swallowed by it in an instant with the fate of the demon touch worm.

In the reddish-brown gastric juice, the new partner was quickly dissolved in the struggle. Above it, the previous victim used a few tentacles to hold himself suspended in the air, dragging the remaining root-based tentacles that had been burned to a gray-black color, slowly eroding the tough flesh walls around them. The effect was not bad, and the slimy cuticle in the flesh wall that secreted gastric juice was burned by the purple flames it emitted, revealing the wriggling flesh below.

The root of the magic tentacle is the front end of the tentacle, the part that has been burned into char by gastric juice, and now it can finally retire. After the front ends of the tentacles automatically broke, they continued to burn with purple flames and stabbed fiercely into the flesh and blood in the cave, gradually going deeper.

The earth demon outside began to suffer, and the burning pain in his stomach came so suddenly that it staggered from the ground to the surface. The fat and greasy white body that has not seen the light for a long time is clearly exposed to the scorching sun.

At this time, it didn't care about sneaking into the ground to avoid natural enemies, it just wanted to regurgitate the annoying little goblin in its body. But the green digest, mixed with reddish-brown gastric juice, was spit out, and the little things in its body were tossed more happily without saying anything.

Lu~~~~!

The deafening low voice echoed in all directions, this one usually does not make a sound at all, and only attracts the call of the opposite sex during the mating season, and is also used by the earth demon as a means to vent his pain. However, the severe pain in the body will not be transferred by its will, but will only intensify. Finally, I don't know how long it screamed, how long it tossed, and after its obese body was plated with a layer of earth shell, the earth demon completely returned to the abyss under the dust.

In the red flesh and white fat of its dead body, the initiator of the demon tentacle sucked the essence of its brain and withdrew a few of its tentacles, leaving a mass of blackened and shriveled garbage dangling in the skull under the traction of blood vessels. However, those tentacles were not just leisurely, and immediately began to work again, just like other friends, quickly plunging into the surrounding flesh and blood, extracting the energy needed for the next evolution for the core.

If you count carefully, the magic tentacles that have evolved to the middle stage of the mature body have broken through from thirty-six tentacles to forty-eight. In the center of all tentacles, you can also see that the purple pyramid that is the core has also darkened in color.

On the edge of the oasis, this lump of huge pork belly is enough for it to eat for a while, and it looks particularly charming in the sun. In this abyss world where there is never a lack of malice, there have been many uninvited guests eyeing it for a while.

Flying in the sky, swimming in the soil, and in the oasis, all of them! But these uninvited guests just hurriedly tore off a large piece of flesh from it, and immediately left without any nostalgia. It looked like something was chasing behind him.

After they all escaped, the fatty, the oasis seemed quiet.

Abruptly, the earth shook and the mountains shook.

It was the real kind of earth shaking, and under the drug-like shaking of those lush plants, a behemoth rose up against them, carrying the whole oasis on its back.

This is an abyssal turtle with a long history, and it is also an abyssal turtle with a mouth. In the shadow of its majestic mountain, a small abyssal turtle the size of a van woke up.

So this lump is obviously not a fat meat used to stuff between the teeth, but is prepared for the little abyss turtle.

But the Earth Demon was too big, a little bigger than a van. Faced with the dilemma of not being able to swallow it in one gulp, the little abyssal turtle habitually burrowed into the ground again, and when it reappeared, it was already carrying it on its back and standing up from under it.

Barley~

Carrying the food, it made a sound that seemed quite immature and small compared to its mother, as if to remind itself that it was ready.

Barley~!

The same sound sounded, like thunder on the ground, and the sonic bomb spread rapidly, and the response of the old abyssal turtle could be clearly heard thousands of miles away.

Still accustomed to it, the little abyss turtle stretched its neck and rubbed it, the thick skin of the old abyss turtle's feet like a city wall. Then a large mass of shadows beneath it quickly moved away, and the old abyssal turtle began to slowly raise its legs and set off on a journey to a place where the carnival was about to break out and fill its stomach.

In its majestic shadow, the demon touch insect in the corpse of the earth demon on the back of the little abyss turtle is really like a stealing kitten, quietly Mimi.