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The whistle in the mouth of the Yin Corpse continued, and between the waves of insect clouds, various shapes such as sharp swords, giant hammers, and curved blades were conjured from time to time, and they were suppressed towards Wu Ji one after another.

As a monk in the late stage of foundation building, Wu Mao has a deep cultivation and strong mana, and he can often break up the black insect cloud with a wave of his hand.

But what shocked him was that even if he suffered a full blow from himself, the Bone Devouring Silkworm was still fine, and this insect could be described as invulnerable.

In a moment, Wu Yu had already lost his patience, and he could completely see that the monk who was neither yin nor yang was able to entangle with him completely by relying on these insects.

With another wave of his hand, the moment he forced the insect cloud back, he saw his figure fall in the distance, and then bit his fingertips, spilling out a wisp of red blood, and constantly sketching in the air.

In a short time, a large blood-colored bell was outlined.

Seeing this, Wu Ji pinched his fingers, and then slapped the bell suddenly!

"Dang!"

A deep bell sounded and made a dull sound.

I saw that the big bell suddenly fell apart.

At the same time, beyond the black insect cloud in the distance, a blood-colored light curtain appeared, but in a breath, the light curtain suddenly condensed and turned into the big bell that had just disappeared.

However, at this time, the big bell has already covered all the insect clouds and imprisoned them.

Although the bone-devouring silkworm tarss was on the light curtain, devouring it frantically, but the big bell was some kind of secret technique performed by Wu Yan, and it was not broken in a short time.

At this time, his consciousness was released, and he leaned out a distance of 500 zhang.

However, where is there still the shadow of Yue Laosan, even the mana fluctuations he left behind have disappeared due to the continuous flow of obstacles.

It was difficult to catch up with this person before, and with Yue Laosan's cunning character, how could he catch up again now.

So he looked at the gloom and resented it to the extreme.

If it weren't for this person intervening halfway, how could Yue Laosan escape.

Then he laughed evilly:

"You're dead!"

Hearing this, Yin Yin's expression changed, and he blew hard, and the wooden whistle in his mouth emitted a fierce and high-pitched whistle, speeding up the speed of the bone-devouring silkworm biting the blood curtain.

Then he looked up at Wu Ji and said:

"This official, there must be some misunderstanding between you and me, the slave family did not provoke you, why do you embarrass the slave family!"

"Didn't provoke me? So what's the matter with you bug! ”

Wu Mao's eyes were full of murder.

"This ...... The slave family doesn't know about it, and it may ......"

"Suffer death!"

Without waiting for Yin Yan to finish speaking, Wu Mao's figure turned into an afterimage, and instantly appeared in front of him, five fingers like eagle claws, grabbing at his throat.

He was going to torture this man to death in the most brutal way.

Yin Yin's pupils shrank, and while his body retreated sharply, his right hand twitched his back, and he took off a short black stick.

Watching Wu Ji grab his five fingers, he suddenly lifted the short stick.

"Bang!"

The baton suddenly opened and turned into an oil-paper umbrella.

"Crunch!"

Wu Mu's fingers grasped the surface of the umbrella, making a piercing grinding sound, and the blow did not succeed.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, tiny blood beads suddenly drilled out of his palm, and the blood beads crawled towards the oil-paper umbrella like maggots.

"Woohoo!"

Billowing black smoke suddenly rose from the surface of the umbrella, as if it was being corroded.

Yin Yan screamed, and the fingers that held the handle of the umbrella turned suddenly.

"Whew!"

A black light suddenly shot out from the tip of the umbrella, directly hitting the door of the noon.

At such a close distance, I am afraid that even a foundation building monk will be in a hurry to deal with it.

But Wu Mu's stubby neck twisted and twisted into an incredible arc, as if it had been broken by life, and the black light shot out from his ears dangerously and dangerously, and disappeared into the depths of the obstacle.

"Carving insect skills!"

As soon as he swung his head, his neck returned to its original state.

And taking this opportunity, the Yin Death figure quickly retreated backwards, falling a few feet away, looking at him with great fear.

He turned his head to look at the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and found that dozens of small black dots appeared on the surface of the umbrella, which should have been left after being eroded by the blood droplets just now.

Unexpectedly, with just one blow, his magic weapon was almost destroyed, and he couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

At this time, Wu Mao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out and took out a dendrobium from his waist and held it in his hand.

"Your body, I will take it."

I saw him look at Yin Yan and say, and after speaking, he tilted the dendrobium down.

"Gollum!"

Suddenly, a viscous liquid with the smell of blood gushed out, turning into a raging black river several feet wide, rolling towards the gloom.

Yin Yin's expression showed horror, and he could feel a death aura that made his scalp tingle from the black river.

It seems that there are still some unrefined corpses and bones in the river. If he was swallowed up by this river, he would become one of the corpses without thinking.

So he didn't hesitate any longer, and opened his mouth to spit out a round bead, which was his natal weapon.

The beads rose in the air and turned into the size of a human head.

Yin Yan chanted words in his mouth, and saw the black river surging, and the last syllable in his mouth fell at this time.

"Chop!"

Suddenly, the beads shone brightly, like a small sun, shining on the Black River.

An invisible coercion emanated from the beads, and the black river rolled in, but it was squeezed away by that coercion, flowing through both sides of the gloom. And he is like an isolated island on the Black River, standing still.

"I can't help myself!"

Wu Yu was disdainful in his eyes, how could the supreme treasure that he had refined with the flesh of thousands of people and the blood be able to resist this monk who had not yet established the foundation.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, he saw that the river on both sides of the gloom suddenly stirred violently, constantly squeezing towards him.

Yin Yin clenched his teeth, and he could feel a cold aura around him, not only in terms of momentum, but also in his mind, bringing him a huge oppression.

Under this pressure, his blood flow became sluggish.

What's more, his natal bead is constantly trembling, and the small crack that was split by the soap-robed boy before has been repaired by him, and now it is cracked again, and the crack is getting bigger and bigger.

Seeing this, his eyes were shocked, and he immediately bit the tip of his tongue, put the wooden whistle in his mouth, and suddenly blew his mana.

"Chirp!"

The whistle fell, and a blood-colored sound wave swept away from the wooden whistle and swept around, and suddenly fell on the bone-eating silkworm wrapped in the blood-colored bell.

"Buzz!"

A thunderous sound shook the eardrums and made people's chests sink.

At the same time, the blood-colored bell trembled suddenly, and then "Wave!" With a bang, the Bone Eater Silkworm finally devoured a large hole.

The black insect cloud surged out, quickly heading towards the gloom.

"Buzz!"

All the insects pounced on Yin Yin's body, making him look like he was covered with a light black veil.

"Today's matter, the slave family has written it down, and I'll come back another day to ask for advice!"

Yin Yin's eyes were gloomy, but as long as the bone-devouring silkworm was in his hand, he was not afraid in his heart.

After saying that, the bone devouring silkworm in its body rose to the sky, and it was about to flee to the higher places of the bone mountain.

"I want to go!"

Wu Mao's eyes were cold, and Dendrobium slapped at Yin Yan suddenly.

"Whoa!"

Suddenly, the direction of the turbulent Heihe River turned and turned into a black dragon dozens of zhang long.

The dragon is vivid, and even the scales on its body are lifelike.

"Whew!"

With a violent roar, he opened his mouth and swallowed at the Yin Death.

Yin Yin didn't have time to react at all, and the whole person was swallowed by a bloody mouth.

Suddenly, the dragon turned into a rolling river again, flowing in the air.

Seeing this, the corners of Wu Mu's mouth raised.

But the next moment, a black figure rushed out of the river, it was the Yin Death of the Bone Devouring Silkworm.

As soon as Fang appeared, in the buzzing sound of the bone-devouring silkworm, it shot towards the bone mountain, and disappeared into the obstacle in the blink of an eye.

Wu Mu was suddenly startled, but he didn't expect that after being swallowed by the black river, Yin Yin would be able to escape.

Seeing that this person was about to disappear in front of him, he wanted to catch up, but when he thought that there would be something that even a Ning Dan Realm cultivator was extremely afraid of, he gave up this plan.

He could see clearly just now that although Yin Yin had escaped, his body had been eroded by the river, and with his cultivation in the late ninth order, if he didn't get rid of it in time, he was afraid that it would be a dead end. Even if you can survive by luck, you will leave a great hidden disease for yourself.

He didn't intend to risk his life.

The only regret is that he is a little interested in those silkworms, and he is helpless to do anything about them with all his might, and he can ignore the erosion of the river, which is really a bit incredible.

After a while, he put aside his distracting thoughts and looked in the direction of Yue Laosan's escape, his eyes overcast.

"Wu is waiting for the rabbit at the foot of the mountain, I don't believe you can stay on the bone mountain for a lifetime."

As he spoke, Wu Ji collected the black river, and then walked towards the bone mountain at a very fast speed.

In his opinion, with Yue Laosan's cultivation, being able to endure ten days and a half on the mountain should be the limit.

So at the bottom of the mountain, you will definitely be able to defend this person. It's just a pity that those two little ladies fell into the hands of Yue Laosan, and I'm afraid they were also ruined.

Not long after his front feet left, in the obstacle not far away, two figures looming in a layer of cyan light came out, it was Dongfang Mo and Mu Ziyu.

Looking at the direction of Yin Yin's escape, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Dongfang Mo's eyes, so he looked at Mu Ziyu and said:

"Senior sister wait for me here for a while, I'll go back when I go!"