The eighth prince gasped, thinking of his brother's methods, and couldn't help but be shocked. But this kind of vicious method did work, and the two swordsmen blew themselves up after their deaths, which not only severely damaged Chu Chu, but also made people in the distance notice the movements of this side, leaving Chu Chu with little time.

Perhaps, you can also try it yourself and fight for a chance of survival?

"Giggles......" Chu Chu sneered. Her face was covered with blood at this time, and even her facial features were difficult to identify, only her eyes glowed faintly, looking as hideous and terrifying as a ghost. However, if you want to break free from the secret medicine developed by the Yunlong Ministry for the Peng clan, I'm afraid that you have also miscalculated! ”

"No wonder the poison pill doesn't work." The eighth prince said suddenly, "It seems that I am the only one who is the most ignorant in this game." ”

"With such a prominent background, but such an innocent temperament, it can only be said that you are destined to not escape this catastrophe."

"If I can survive the catastrophe, I will go to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha......"

While speaking, Chu Chu had already arrived in front of the eighth prince. The eighth prince tried to raise his palm, but he could only give up in vain.

……

Darkness is like the silt at the bottom of the river, swallowing the figure of the walker.

The narrow passages were filled with a strong smell of blood and rancidity, and the stumps and severed arms were everywhere, and the angry sharp mouths and hideous faces complained of the unwillingness of life.

Dai Hou frowned, his gaze swept sharply, and landed under a slender and low-profile figure.

You immediately judged that the opponent's cultivation had reached the peak of the fourth order, and it was an opponent that you might not be able to resist even if you went all out, so you concentrated on your defense, and even dared to blink your eyes.

'This person......' felt the scorching murderous aura rushing over from a distance of one or four feet, and Dai Hou's body tensed.

The small piece of evil miasma ended to blend with the underworld, and the colors of light and darkness changed rapidly, sinking into the blue and white blood water, and the dark water stains soaked down, and the demon bones scattered around suddenly stopped moving.

Dai Hou felt that his breathing was bad, as if he was being hindered by an unspeakable pressure, and his body gradually became less numb.

Looking at it closely, these mutilated demon bones were being pieced together into several hideous ghost images, and under the cover of the seven weeks of yin and turbidity, they were dancing with their teeth and claws, wailing and wailing, crawling towards Ye Hua's feet.

The fog is vast, and it is even more difficult to find a place to return.

You walked because you knew how far you went, and your footsteps suddenly stopped.

There was no movement in the distance.

Fewer rustling sounds approached from the seventh week, and dark figures vied with each other to reveal their figures. Those people are good and bad, and the combined aura is also the oppressive feeling brought by the demon envoy of the White Mountain behind them, but a few of them are hidden deep in the snake-like secret aura, which makes Ye Hua's body instinctively chill.

'It's just some high-class ghost. Ye Hua pinched a petal between his fingers, and looked around for seven weeks, "What are they being bewitched by?" The little guy in front of him should be far away from there......

I know that Chu Chu has been working for a few days, and until now I haven't let others notice it, that scheming and city government, I have to say that it is amazing!

A slender figure walking in the middle of it, out of place with everything around it. Every trace of the dirty air here would dye the beautiful body with a layer of brightness, and the gloomy and dead air emitted by the beautiful corpses on the feet would stop polluting the posture of many male spirits for a moment.

A long chain of peach petals bloomed in mid-air, and although there was a way to show brilliant colors in that dark space, it was still sharp. More than a dozen crawling ghosts, even screaming, were divided into dozens of broken corpses.

You are more vague than others about the danger outside, wrapping yourself in a layer of fine peach petals, and walking with a big heart.

Ripples rippled under the pool of blood, and from it came a faint cry, eerie.

To be honest, walking in such a dead and eerie narrow cavern for a long time, you really don't have any hair outside of your heart. Now that the ghosts you are worried about have turned into reality, from tangible to formless, unknown to known, it only makes the fear in your heart less urgent.

Is it a type of ranged attack?' Ye Hua became more and more vigilant.

In such a filthy place, even Ye Hua set foot in it for the first time. When you first cultivated, you had only been to the first floor of the dungeon.

"White Mountain Demon Envoy?"

However, the situation is not as optimistic as you think.

Circles of peach petals spread out on all sides, glowing with a dull sheen in the turbid mist. The ghost creatures who were clear had time to get close to Ye Hua's body were cut into pieces by those ugly and safe petals. The cry was raised for a moment.

The cliffs are craggy, and the ghostly cold wind blows out of the gaps in the white paint, and it is terrifying to listen to the crying of men who have not yet faintly heard.

That terrible enemy, when he was eight feet away from you, stopped and moved.

Ye Hua flicked his fingers, and a peach petal pinched shot out, making a sharp sound of "snort" in the turbid mist, and hit this person's body. However, the other party moved as if it were something, and this peach petal only hit my body protection qi, and it turned into crumbs.

Ye Hua's eyes suddenly condensed—before the turbidity behind him, a low and majestic figure silhouette gradually appeared.

Under the potholes, there was a dark red liquid, like a pool of fresh blood, which had dried up for decades.

No matter what, as long as the eye can see it, it will always be difficult to deal with.

'That guy's ability is above the Hot Hawk. Ye Hua's forehead was slightly sweaty, but he was not a little relieved - the White Mountain Demon Envoy must be one of the best low hands around Chu Chu, and he personally restrained this guard, which means that Chu Chu's position is far away, as long as he can defeat this person......

Is that guy supposed to guard the four babies in the demon world?

It is said that the "Thousand-Faced Demon King" died a terrible death back then, because you knew that you had not turned into a ghost, watching the flesh and blood of the living in that filthy place.

"Whew-" Ye Hua let out a long sigh of relief.

You can clearly see that this figure is carrying a weapon in the shape of a giant sword in front of him, but this person is willing to get close, and he must not have a sharper means.

The miserable green miasma filled the pool of blood, and the dead qi seized the space, and even the slight squeak made by the two squeezing could be heard, which was terrifying.

Outside is the fourth floor of the dungeon, where the "Thousand-Faced Demon King" died.

This man is the leader of the gang of miscellaneous soldiers, carrying a bronze sword on his back, and he is hurrying towards you with a loud voice. The people around me are all the same indifferent aura, and the gloomy killing intent is shrouded in the square inch of the earth, and it will attack the cold.

When a person walks outside, his limbs are wrapped in a thick filthy and dead air, and he will become lighter and lighter.

Ye Hua didn't admire the eighth prince Chu Chu in his heart. Although this guy doesn't have the Demon Emperor's Mark Protector under him, he still needs an extremely weak psychological quality to travel between the four floors of the dungeon every day!