At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

In the distance, there was a faint sound of fighting and loud noises, although the voice was low, but it sounded a little familiar.

Suddenly, there was a fluctuation under him.

Although he didn't feel it specifically, Yang Xiaoyang knew that it was this monster that released its tentacles again, just like he was tied up by it suddenly emerging from the ground just now, and this time it should have gone out from the ground.

Then Yang Xiaoyang knew that he had guessed correctly, because there was a violent fluctuation under him.

However, the fluctuation did not go out, but contracted back, and at the same time, the tentacles that wrapped around his body suddenly tightened.

Although the speed of tightening is not very fast, the power of this monster's tentacles is so great, at this moment Yang Xiaoyang only feels that his whole person is about to be strangled by this force.

Of course, that's not the most uncomfortable thing for him.

What made Yang Xiaoyang most uncomfortable was that although he had endured all kinds of pain and fear, his body did not seem to have suffered any damage.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoyang was a little panicked.

Sometimes many people can accept dying happily, but this kind of torture cannot be lived and tortured, and many people can't bear it.

Especially by this evil tentacle monster.

Yang Xiaoyang began to struggle to run the exercises in his body, trying to use strange techniques to get out.

However, it's okay that he doesn't run the exercises in his body, but once he does, the power of the tentacles strangling him is even greater.

Moreover, the awakening magic does not work at this moment, as if it is shackled by something.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoyang felt that every inch of his body was being crushed by the other party, and then recovered, then crushed, and then recovered.

Under this intense pain, Yang Xiaoyang had an extremely strong hope that he could faint at this moment, but no matter how he wanted to faint, his spirit had always remained in a state of sobriety.

At this moment of great pain, in his mind, a high platform suddenly appeared, and on that high platform, a scroll was placed.

Just looking at that scroll, he had a lot of feelings in his heart, and his strength had also improved slightly.

At the same time, the Sky Splitting Sword, which had been held in his hand all along, but had lost its mana supply, suddenly lit up again at this moment.

A faint white light shimmered in the darkness.

A warm feeling flowed through his body.

However, Yang Xiaoyang didn't feel this at all, his mind was completely immersed in that scroll.

He looked at the scroll, as if he had seen a large net, a large net that enveloped heaven and earth.

In this net, there are 365 points of light.

Of these 365 points of light, some of them are bright, some are extremely dim, and some are so plain that you can't see the difference.

However, no matter how these 365 points of light perform, in the darkness, there are faint points of light corresponding to them.

Just when Yang Xiaoyang wanted to look more closely, suddenly, a cold snort came, and Yang Xiaoyang's consciousness instantly declined.

……

In the midst of that nothingness, an old man suddenly appeared sitting cross-legged, looking at the large net in front of him, and did not notice anything wrong with it.

After a careful search of the surroundings, he found no change, and only after a moment did he leave.

However, although the man is gone, he has left a deeper level of protection here.

……

Of course, Yang Xiaoyang didn't know about these, at this moment, he had already returned to reality because of that cold snort.

After he returned to reality, he suddenly found that the mana that he could not use because he was bound by the huge tentacles was suddenly able to use it at this moment.

In addition to this, he also found that the aura in his body had also improved a lot compared to before.

After feeling this, Yang Xiaoyang did not hesitate at all, and directly instilled all the spiritual energy into his right arm, and then into the Sky Splitting Sword.

A moment later, the Sky Splitting Sword shone brightly, and under the golden halo, the sword body seemed to be stimulated by something, and a trace of veins appeared.

Those veins were so clear, as if the veins in the human body, faintly pulsating gently, as if he was trying to digest the aura and mana that had just been instilled into the sword body.

With the appearance of the new form of the Sky Splitting Sword, Yang Xiaoyang's body also underwent abnormal changes.

But this change is not a bad change, but a good change.

The sound of his heartbeat matched the fluctuations of the sword's body.

Just as Yang Xiaoyang wanted to sense more clearly what connection had arisen between his body and the Sky Splitting Sword, the power of the tentacles that bound him intensified again.

But the difference was that after the change just now, the Sky Splitting Sword at this moment had already exuded a slightly different brilliance from the past.

In that golden light, there was a faint chaotic light, with mystery, and at the same time with terrifying power.

With the help of the newly born power of the Sky Splitting Sword, Yang Xiaoyang separated himself from the huge tentacle by some distance.

But then Yang Xiaoyang found that the power of the huge tentacles was too strong, and the more violently he resisted, the greater the power exerted by the tentacles.

At this moment, the force exerted on him by the tentacles seemed to be more than three or five times greater than before.

Yang Xiaoyang is not a fool, he doesn't know that if he continues like this, it will definitely be a dead end.

At the moment, I decided to take a risk.

He urged the mana of his whole body, and before the huge tentacles could bind him again, in a moment of lightning and fire, the Sky Splitting Sword in his hand slashed straight above the tentacles.

Hearing only a "poof", the Sky Splitting Sword completely slashed into the tentacles.

As the Sky Splitting Sword slashed into its tentacles, this place that had originally had a glimmer of light fell into darkness again.

Yang Xiaoyang felt a drop of warm liquid sprinkled on his face.

And then there's more, warm liquid!

Next, Yang Xiaoyang watched as the huge tentacle that had bound him just now broke apart.

After not feeling the tremendous pressure brought by the tentacle, Yang Xiaoyang withdrew the Sky Splitting Sword and ran desperately outside to join the remaining sandstorm.

If you don't leave now, when will you stay?

Yang Xiaoyang had just run a few steps when he heard another scream in the darkness behind him.

At the same time, a violent hurricane was heard behind him.

Yang Xiaoyang looked back, and in the depths of the darkness, a huge tentacle rushed out again, and this time the number was impossible to count at a glance.

A tentacle had almost killed him before, let alone encountered so many now.

Yang Xiaoyang didn't want to think about it, and began to use the mana of his whole body to escape, and the speed was a little faster than before.

Unexpectedly, he ran a few meters before he heard a bang, and his whole body was slapped by the tentacle on the stone wall next to him.

This fall was a bit heavy, and Yang Xiaoyang even heard a clicking sound.

However, the pain is much less than the previous one.