Seeing the huge twelve-handed monster corpse wearing armor and dancing teeth and claws, Wu Xie was a little stunned for a while.

He remembered the canyon carved with countless birds he had seen before entering the Meteorite Mountain, and the King of Ten Thousand Slaves who had crawled out of the Meteorite Cave in that dream-like fantasy.

The bronze gate, the canyon, the twelve-handed monster corpse, everything is such a familiar combination.

The King of Wannu - There is another King of Wannu here.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie's confidence gradually became full, the last Wannu King was killed by him and the wooden fish fat man, so it seems that this thing is actually not as strong as its huge body.

It is the size of this Wannu King, who seems to be a big reel than the one in Changbai Mountain.

Wu Xie glanced at the fat man a few times, clenched the incendiary bomb in his hand, and planned to wait for the wooden fish's action signal, and later they would see the opportunity to act.

The twelve-handed monster corpse held its head high as if it were performing some kind of ritual before an event, and all its arms crackled and danced in unison, flapping the rain, splashing wildly, and the scales of its body trembled like a bell struck by a wooden mallet.

The sound of flowing water, like bells, bells, and sounds in the ears, intertwined with the dance of the strange corpses into a sacrificial music with a hint of mystery.

All kinds of strange sounds were intertwined, and under the blessing of the empty environment of the cavern, there were constantly echoes joining and expanding, and the aftermath collided with the stone wall one after another, spinning and jumping, like a war drum beating rapidly.

The scales of different sizes rubbed against the swords, spears, swords, and halberds, and the heavy drums beat one after another, as if they were directly hitting the hearts of the people, and the heartbeats were controlled by this soul-stirring music.

Wu Xie felt that it was difficult to breathe, his hands and feet were weak, and he even had an uncontrollable urge to worship the strange corpse.

Wu Xie was stunned for a few moments, and suddenly came back to his senses, his consciousness was still woven into the complicated music, like a ball of wool scratched by a kitten, tearing back and forth between sobriety and chaos.

He was ruthless, gritted his teeth and made a rescratch on his hand with a blade, the pain and blood finally made him completely sober, turned his head to look at the side, there was no one left and right, he quickly lowered his head and went to the ground to find it.

Then he saw that the fat man was already kneeling in the puddle, his arms hanging straight down, his eyes straight, and his face was pale, as if his soul had been taken away by some evil thing.

The rain above the roof of the cave was shaken by the sound of passionate music, like a prisoner's whip when he was being tortured, and he smashed his head and face, so that he couldn't even open his eyes, and he couldn't see what was going on over there.

The black and white rain curtain separated this place into two worlds, and there was only the fat man on Wu Xie's side, and he didn't know where Zhang Haixing had gone.

In a hurry, Wu Xie rubbed a handful of wounds, forced the blood again, and then rounded his arm, which was a slap on the fat man's face.

After a crisp "pop", the fat man didn't say a word, and fell straight back.

"Why didn't I respond? Is there not enough blood smeared? Wu Xie hurriedly protected his head, covered the fat man's face with blood like wiping his face, and pressed his middle again, "Fatty! Wake up, fatty! ”

The fat man exhaled a breath of turbidity, his face turned from blue to white, and his straight eyes could be regarded as turning around on his own.

Wu Xie let out a sigh of relief and wiped the water on his face with his sleeve, "I can be regarded as awake, I almost scared Lao Tzu half to death, thanks to my blood." ”

The fat man drank a lot of rainwater just now, and there was a bitter and strange smell in his mouth, and he bent over and retched a few times, and he didn't bother to wipe his mouth and asked urgently, "What's going on just now, did the king of Hades still bring his own jumping music before riding the corpse?" Where did these drums, bells, and special mothers come from? ”

Wu Xie couldn't give an effective answer at the moment, so he simply proposed: "I don't know what the situation is on Muyu's side, Zhang Haixing's girl probably ran away early when she saw that the situation was wrong, and we have to go over and take a look, so we can't wait." ”

The fat man nodded in agreement.

The two of them took all the weapons they had with them, and were about to lean towards the swamp, when they heard a piercing and sharp bell, like dozens of whistles blowing at once, as if something was about to make a big move, which made people feel creepy and their hair stood on end.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud earthquake on the ground, and although the light was very dim and faint at that moment, everything seemed to be pressed the slow button, and time and space were frozen for a moment.

In the first second when the muffled sound began, Wu Xie only saw that there was a column of white rain in the air in front of him as long as a semi-trailer, all of which were swept into the air waves, and even the Hades in the center were all stirred up by a twisted black hole.

Explode, break, take off, fall to the ground.

Wu Xie and the others only had time to react and curled up to hold their heads, but they were swept back by the rush of hot air, dart-like armor fragments, and severed limbs.

The two of them formed a lump with the big black shadow that flew out horizontally, rolled straight out five or six meters away together, and fell into the crack of the stone.

At the moment when he was lifted away, Wu Xie seemed to hear the sound of the hairs on the back of his hands and arms being burned and rolled up.

Of course, it may be an illusion, his ears felt bulging the moment they received the sound, and then went blank, and his brain transmitted a sharp tinnitus like an alarm to his ears.

When he was already lying flat on the ground, he felt that the arm blocking his face seemed to be jumping and hurting like Ling Chi, and all the sourness and pain were felt almost at the same time.

A series of explosions followed the cavern, and it was like an earthquake, and all kinds of lights of red, white, yellow, and black colors came and went, and the sparks flew and swirled, and finally formed a burning crater of flames—all the black mud in the swamp was ignited by incendiary bombs.

The waves of fire are higher than a person standing up, and the chain reaction after various explosions is endless.

The fat man got out and immediately got up, roared in shock and anger, and the sapper shovel in his hand slapped directly on the head of the black shadow, fast, ruthless and accurate.

Wu Xie fell on the side of the mass of things, caught a glimpse of a bloody arm, and immediately shouted to stop the fat man, "Fat man, wait, this is a person." ”

His ears were still roaring, Wu Xie tried his best to shout out, the fat man saw the shape of his mouth clearly, and the shovel he waved out stopped halfway, and he looked at the black thing he recognized, "Short Feng?" ”

When the dwarf Feng of the bait was blown out, what about the wooden fish that was facing the monster head-on?!

Turning his head to look again, in the sea of fire ignited by the mud, a huge black shadow stood up staggeringly.

The fat man's eyes were shocked, he buried almost all the detonators at hand, and the dog was not killed!

The black shadow stood crookedly, swaying, the upper half of its body and the lower half of its body rotated almost half a circle like screws, and when it exploded into the sky and fell down, its upper body was staggered in the direction of the bronze door.

But it was still moving, looking like a real living organism, supported by a few mutilated arms, and it was trying to turn its blown body back with the bottom half.

And after standing crookedly, he used his two arms that were not blown up very humanely to cover the position that was about his waist.

There was a huge hole in it, but not a trace of blood was coming out.

Good evening