The memories in the fragments of Shang Yu's memories are far more than these.

But Wang Yan didn't have time to fully read the memories in the fragments of Shang Yu's memory.

The real-world body emitted a strong warning that woke him up from the dream world, and the moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were shining and he looked out of the tent.

It was still night, and the moonlight in the sky had not yet dissipated.

The moonlight was already faint, but still cold, about to recede from the sky.

The night was still dark.

There was silence all around.

However, it was in such a quiet night, outside the tent, Wang Yan clearly saw that there was a huge black shadow flashing silently, and the cold moonlight projected a huge black shadow on the tent.

Like the deep-sea Da Yao swimming quickly in the aquarium, it is weird and a little terrifying!

"What is it?"

Wang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the huge black shadow flashed silently, and he didn't dare to make a sound at the first time, for fear that it would alarm the huge black shadow.

He still had some doubts in his heart.

Qian Feng, shouldn't they be keeping vigil, this huge black shadow flashed from outside the tent, why didn't Qian Feng and the others send out any warning at all?

Could it be that Qian Feng and the others have already encountered an accident?

When his heart was a little heavy, Wang Yan didn't dare to relax his vigilance in the slightest, silently pulled the hanging sun out of his backpack, quietly opened the curtain of the tent, and stepped out silently.

There was silence all around.

I can't even hear the sound of insects.

There was a slight dampness in the air.

The moonlight is cold, and under the night, there is already a faint white fish belly on the horizon.

Wang Yan was vigilant in his heart, and his keen perception didn't even notice where the black shadow had gone.

Carrying the hanging sun, he circled around the tent, and when he turned to the back of the tent, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

On the back of the tent, a huge and strange monster, like a giant slug, was clinging to the tent of Scarface and others, as if peeking inward.

The monster was covered in scarlet slime, but the slime didn't smell in the night wind, but flowed down bit by bit in a disgusting way.

Under the cold moonlight, it could be vaguely seen that there seemed to be countless insects on the ground, which were secretly speeding towards this monster in an unobtrusive way, and gradually converged into the monster's body.

The monster's body was like a combination of some kind of scarlet slime, and under the convergence of countless small insects, it was rapidly becoming stronger.

What kind of monster is this?

The huge slug-like monster was peering into the tent as the moonlight cast its huge shadow on the tent in front of it.

Like a ghost hunting in the middle of the night, this picture gives people an inexplicable creepy feeling.

But I don't know why, this monster inexplicably gave Wang Yan a strange sense of familiarity.

It's just that, with Wang Yan's perception, at such a close distance, he still didn't notice any aura or anything like that from this monster's body.

No matter what kind of monster this was, Wang Yan's eyes narrowed, and his palm was already on the hilt of Hanging Sun's sword.

Click.

There was a slight thud, and the sun was about to come out of its sheath.

Peng!

Scarface's tent was suddenly kicked open by a big foot, and the huge force kicked the tent curtain high into the air, and the huge scarlet monster was also kicked back a few steps by this kick.

A bare-chested sturdy figure stepped out, a pair of tiger eyes that seemed to have a fierce light flashing under the moonlight, and a huge azure war knife in both hands.

"Where did you come from, an ugly thing, and you dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me?!"

Scar's face was bare-chested, his face was murderous, almost as if a real evil aura was rolling in his eyes.

Glance at the gaze,

When it landed on the scarlet monster, the scarlet face was visibly stunned for a moment, but then regained its surging aura.

"Give me death!"

He didn't care what that huge slug-like monster was, he picked up the huge war knife with both hands, and slashed directly at the huge scarlet monster!

In the darkness of the night, the giant monster was clearly aware of the danger.

It suddenly raised its upper body and let out a high-pitched chirp!

This is also a kind of ultrasound, beyond the limit of what the human ear can hear, but it still shook everyone's eardrums, and even Wang Yan, who was far away, felt a subtle pain in his brain, and his heart was shocked.

But at this moment, Wang Yan also understood where Fang Cai's sense of familiarity came from.

This huge monster is clearly the parasitic beasts he killed in the evening!

Those parasitic beasts will launch a sonic offensive in such a strange way!

However, even the most powerful giant crocodile that was parasitized definitely did not have such a powerful sonic attack, and even Wang Yan, who was a little farther away, could feel the stinging pain coming from his brain.

And Scarface, who was directly in front of the sonic attack, was naturally even more uncomfortable.

The extremely sharp sound wave came into his ears, and Scarface's face clearly showed a look of pain, obviously injured by this sound wave, and the movement of the war knife in his hand paused.

And taking advantage of this effort, the huge slug did not take the opportunity to attack.

Instead, he turned around and ran.

Under the night, the huge slug-like monster, its body was like a scattered splash, decomposing in a strange instant, turning into countless tiny insects, accompanied by the sound of rustling, quickly scattered in all directions.

"Want to escape?!"

At this time, Scarface had already recovered from the attack of Fang Cai's sound wave.

Noticing that the huge slug-like monster was trying to escape in such a strange way, Scarface snorted coldly.

He stepped out, his sword reversed, and plunged into the ground.

"Secret Technique......

"Thunderlin!"

Countless thunderbolts suddenly burst out from the sword in his hand, and they instantly sank into the ground.

After a brief silence.

Whoop!

A large amount of lightning burst out from under the ground, like a gushing fountain, almost submerging an area within a radius of three or four meters.

The huge slugs that had dispersed and turned into countless insects and pigs trying to escape were naturally shrouded in it.

The constant gushing of thunder-attribute qi seemed to be endless, submerging the vicinity, accompanied by a large number of subtle but dense squeaky screams, echoing continuously.

After a few seconds, everything was calm.

Scarface slowly got up, and the huge war knife in his hand quickly deformed, turning into the azure box again.

Above the square ground, there were already pitch-black ashes, like fine ash left after the paper money was burned.

He glanced at Wang Yan.

The latter ignored Scarface, and instead took a big step abruptly, and as the soles of his feet fell heavily, a sharp squeak was heard from under his feet.

At Wang Ash's feet, he had already stepped on the tail of a scarlet bug, which was covered in scarlet, and had just survived the attack of Scarface's secret technique, and was about to continue to escape, but was caught by Wang Ash.

What happened is a long story, but it's really just a matter of moments.

It was only then that there was no sound in the surrounding tents.

Professor Yin and the others quickly got dressed, thinking that something was going on outside.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Not far away, Qian Feng and Chen Fang, who were originally on vigil, also hurriedly ran over, and after noticing the ashes on the ground, they saw the blood-red worm that was constantly struggling and twisting under Wang Yan's feet, and their complexions changed.

Scarface crouched down and reached out to twist a handful of fine ash on the ground,

I put it in front of my nose and sniffed it, but I didn't seem to find any problems.

Wang Ember squatted down and grabbed the only remaining fine worm under his feet.

The tiny blood-red worm was constantly struggling in Wang Yan's hands, and even tried to burrow into Wang Yan's skin.

Although it was impossible to let this insect get into it with Wang Yan's physical strength, to his surprise, he actually felt the slightest pain.

It's kind of incredible.

"It's ...... Bloodtrichomoniasis?! Aren't they dead?"

Professor Yin, who was on the side, noticed the tiny insect in Wang Yan's hand, and subconsciously exclaimed.

Bloodtrichomoniasis?!

Hearing this, except for Scarface and Wang Yan, the rest of the people's faces showed disbelief.

Yesterday evening, everyone saw with their own eyes that the bloodtrichomodris had died along with the death of the parasitic beast.

Why does the night come alive?

Even Professor Yin felt incredible, according to his cognition, although something like a blooddrop worm has a certain regeneration ability, it is too far behind the regenerative ability of an alien beast such as an underground demon polyp.

To be dead is to be dead, how can it be resurrected?

"Obviously, they're not really dead."

Scarface didn't know what he was thinking, pondered for a few seconds, and slowly got up, "Professor Yin, have you ever seen such a thing? A swarm of blooddrops, gathered together, turned into a new kind of monster again?"

Professor Yin and Chen Liang beside him looked at each other and shook their heads: "No, I haven't even heard of this kind of thing."

Blooddrops are blooddrops, each of which is a separate individual, how can it come together to form a completely new kind of monster?

Trichomoniasis is a parasite, and if there is no host, even if they all gather together, where will they have the strength?

"Can you give me this Bloodtrichomonia?"

Professor Yin asked Wang Yan, he had realized that the blood trichomonials in this nest might have undergone some unknown changes.

He's going to take some samples and go back to study.

"No problem."

Wang Yan was a little distracted, at this time, when he heard the words, he came back to his senses, and under the command of Professor Yin, he carefully put the blood drop worm in his hand into a sealed glass bottle carried by Professor Yin, who very carefully sealed the blood drop worm, preserved it, and checked it again with confidence, for fear that this live blood drop worm would run out if he didn't pay attention.

This kind of thing can be parasitic even for seventh-level alien beasts, and once this thing escapes, the consequences are unimaginable.

Wang Yan was thinking about other things at this time.

From the very beginning, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.

At this time, listening to Scarface's words, it was as if a lightning bolt crossed his mind.

Wasn't the underground demon polyp in Yuan City so weird?