At this time, the three of them could faintly see the tentacles glowing with a faint dark green glow, like the vines of some kind of plant.

Seeing the tentacles under his feet, Mo Hansheng hurriedly warned Li Hongmei, and threw his left arm lightly, throwing the little fat man at Li Hongmei.

He pressed his hand against the ice wall, and his true qi flowed rapidly, quickly filling a barrier under his feet.

There was another tuk tuk sound, and chaotic tentacles frantically slammed against the ice wall.

The ice created by Mo Hansheng was unusually strong, and although the ice slag was splashed everywhere, it was not easily broken by the tentacles.

Seeing that the ice wall was blocking the attack, Mo Hansheng's heart was slightly calm, but as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt that his body flickered, but the entire igloo tilted over.

Li Hongmei's body also swayed, but she couldn't hold on to the little fat man's hand.

The little fat man landed heavily on the ice wall, but fortunately the missing side of the igloo had been filled by Mo Hansheng at this time, otherwise he would have fallen into the arms of a bunch of tentacles in mid-air.

Before the three of them could catch their breath for a moment, the igloo suddenly turned upside down.

The owner of the tentacles seemed to be very annoyed and impatient, and all the tentacles wrapped around the igloo in unison, smashing the entire igloo to the ground at great speed.

Bang.

After the loud crash, the ground shook, and the igloo tumbled to the side, and the four walls were already covered with slender cracks.

But these cracks only lasted for a moment before dissipating into nothing, and although Mo Hansheng was shattered, he still chose to repair the ice wall in the first place.

After all, this was the only means that the three of them could use to save their lives at the moment, and after repairing the ice wall, his chest began to vomit slightly.

He turned his head and saw that Li Hongmei's situation was probably not as good as his own, not to mention the little fat man who had already knelt on the ground and started vomiting.

In this confined space, the smell of vomit is a little unbearable, but at this time, no one cares about it.

Mo Hansheng calmed down for a while, and said in a deep voice: "We can't delay any longer, we must find a way to rush out." ”

Li Hongmei listened to it and said with some guilt: "I can't see the origin of those poisons, and I can't deal with them." ”

Mo Hansheng was about to speak, but the surroundings became dim again, and tentacles poured in from all directions to wrap the igloo layer by layer, and once again raised it into the air and threw it down.

There was another whirlwind, and the three of Mo Hansheng rolled in the igloo.

With a bang, it was the little fat man who hit his head on the ice wall, screaming in pain.

Not knowing how many more such attacks these tentacles could launch, Mo Hansheng endured the discomfort, and hurried to say while repairing the ice wall: "Maybe there is no need to deal with that poison anymore." ”

Li Hongmei was puzzled: "What do you mean?" ”

Mo Hansheng said: "Look back, whether the fog around you has faded a little." ”

Li Hongmei was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed his words to observe the situation of the dense fog.

She only had time to take a quick glance before her eyes became pitch black again, and hundreds of tentacles wrapped around the igloo and lifted it high and smashed down.

Bang.

After the impact, Li Hongmei coughed up a mouthful of blood and couldn't help shouting: "It's too dark, I can't see clearly!" ”

Mo Hansheng sped up his speech and said: "Actually, the dense fog has lightened a lot, but because the sky is too dark, the vision is blurred, which gives people the illusion that the fog is still very thick. ”

"You mean, the gas-spewing thing is running out?"

"Yes, the reason we're trapped in an igloo is because the gas is so threatening. If the monster that breathes poison gas runs out, all that is left is ordinary miasma. Although there are many external tentacles, we may not be without the strength to fight if we force a breakthrough. ”

"How do you know for sure? If we guess wrong, they won't give us time to build another igloo. Moreover, even if the monster is not spewing poison gas, it does not mean that there is no poison left in the dense fog. ”

Before Mo Hansheng could answer, it was pitch black in front of him, and the three of them rose into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

"Think about it, why didn't these tentacles appear in the first place, until we spent hours fighting the poison gas."

"Don't sell it, say it quickly."

"I guess these tentacles are also afraid of the monster's toxins, so they waited until the poison gas dissipated before they dared to attack."

"You're saying that there is more than one kind of monster that attacks us, and its intelligence is not low, and it will cooperate with each other?"

"Very likely."

"But ......"

"There's no time to hesitate, how long do you think we can last?"

There was silence in the igloo.

The dense tentacles quickly surrounded the three of them, covering the igloo in an instant.

The shiny green tentacles wrapped a three-dimensional shape and lifted it to the sky, but when it rose to a height of one zhang, it was inexplicably suspended in the air.

A bulge suddenly protruded on the tentacle.

With a snort, something broke out of the bulge, it was the tip of a knife, it was the Cold Moon Knife that Mo Hansheng carried!

The pierced tentacle trembled slightly, as if it was in some pain.

Before it could react, the knife sliced through its tentacles at a rapid pace, the sharp tip of which was like the dorsal fin of a shark in the ocean as it traveled underwater.

A hoarse and unpleasant strange cry sounded in the thick fog, not like a bird's song or a beast's roar, and it was difficult to hide the pain.

All the tentacles that wrapped around the igloo retreated in unison, but Mo Hansheng, who was hidden under the many tentacles and was submerged, swung out more than a dozen knives in a row at this time.

The faint light of the knife carried the sharp blade turned into the furious true qi, slashing the scattered and fleeing tentacles to pieces, and the stenching dark green juice flew down.

The igloo inside had long since been torn apart, turning into countless transparent ice chips of different sizes.

The monster hiding in the shadows howled repeatedly, directing the rest of the tentacles to rush to support, only to see a burst of fire rising into the sky.

The raging fiery serpent tore at all the tentacles around it, and in the blink of an eye, the battlefield was plunged into a sea of fire.

For a moment, debris fluttered, ice flakes were scattered, ashes were flying, and terrible screams echoed in the gloomy fog.

In the chaos, the true qi overflowed wildly, blowing away the flying debris and ashes.

In the night, two figures, one red and one white, faintly appeared, one left and one right, Mo Hansheng stood with a knife, and Li Hongmei had two blades in his hand.

The little fat man sat down on the snow, his eyes full of stars and his face pale.

Around the three of them stood a wall of fire several feet high, blocking off all tentacles.

Mo Hansheng tore off a small piece of broken step on his sleeve and handed it to a wisp of mist beside him with the tip of his knife.

After a breath, Mo Hansheng withdrew his long knife and looked at it carefully, the broken steps were intact, and he said softly: "There is no problem, the fog is not afraid of corrosiveness." ”

Li Hongmei nodded, holding the Emei thorn and cautiously observing the surroundings.

There was a rustling sound, and thick shadows quickly shuttled through the night, leaving a messy trail on the snow.

Mo Hansheng could already see the true face of the monster, it was a vine in the form of wide leaves, and it was actually a vine spirit that had cultivated its spiritual wisdom.

The fire wall several feet high protected the three of them, and all the vines were trying their best to avoid the flames, looking very afraid and jealous, and the fire spell had a very strong restraint effect on this vine spirit.

Mo Hansheng turned his head to look at Li Hongmei, but saw that she was already sweating like rain, panting again and again, it seemed that Fang Cai's move consumed her a lot.

He looked around, and the dense thick black shadows made people's scalps tingle.

Both of them are not light now, and the little fat man obviously can't count on it, but there is obviously a lot of vines left in that monster.

If you wait until the wall of fire disappears, I don't know if you can resist the countless vines.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, a gap suddenly appeared in the wall of fire on the left, and a huge monster burst out of it.

The monster opened its mouth full of fangs, and screamed and bit at Mo Hansheng.

Mo Han didn't have time to dodge, so he hurriedly raised his knife to block the monster's huge mouth, and a heavy and incomparable strange force slammed into the knife, forcing him to fly backwards.

Seeing this, Li Hongmei was about to rescue, but saw three vines coming towards herself and the little fat man along the gap made by the huge shadow.

Li Hongmei was tired of dealing with the attack in front of her, but she had no time to care about anything else, so she could only shout: "Be careful! ”