There was a damp smell all around, and the ground was littered with small puddles one after another.

A lot of green algae floated on the water, and the originally very quiet environment was destroyed by the sound of "popping", and Luo Yang woke up at this moment.

He opened his eyes and let out a sigh.

It's still this gray sky, it's still this muddy water, its body is immersed in a stinky ditch, and in the distance a monster with black flat feet is approaching. It snapped at the water as it moved its flat feet, and if it didn't dodge it in time, God knows what would happen......

"This place is disgusting. No, it's not just nausea, it's painful. Simba's voice came from the back of his hand, and the color on the parrot tattoo was not as bright as it used to be, and it looked six or seven points dull.

"Well, the egg hurts!" Luo Yang nodded, calculated silently in his heart, and said: "It's been trapped for one hundred and thirty-two days, always starting from this early morning and ending at the end of the night, repeating the day over and over again." He should really let Shi Gu come in and take a look, he will get a lot of inspiration, and there may be a miniature reincarnation world derived by chance. ”

"Boss, the one hundred and thirty-third attempt, I still think the problem is ......," Simba said, black flatfeet approaching.

Luo Yang took a deep breath, his body seemed to lose weight, and it floated up with the hurricane that was set off when the flat feet moved, and coincidentally fell into a hideous scar on the monster's body, and then closed his eyes and slept.

"Uh, the boss wants to go with this guy?" Simba asked, his eyes lit up.

"Try it! Walking in this ghost place is too expensive, time and space are full of stasis, and the speed is as slow as a turtle, and it has only explored for nearly 100 kilometers for such a long time, and it has not even found the border, and the fart is useless. Luo Yang seized the time to rest, because time flows very fast, and it feels like there are less than three hours from night to day every day.

To be honest, this short day is not a short day, and it has been a hundred years since the battle nest of the space-time tributary formed by the fusion of the Outer Divine Domain and the Dead Domain.

In this way, the outside world has experienced more than 13,000 years, but only more than 300 hours have passed here in Luoyang, which may be shorter than the perceived time, because every day seems to be swallowing dates, and there is no time to understand the details, and nothing can be achieved for more than 300 hours, so a new day is changed, and with the monster under him, see how far this guy can go.

I felt like I was just closing my eyes for a while, but when I opened my eyes, the sky was slightly dark, which meant that most of the day had passed.

"Hell place. Luo Yang scolded secretly, and suddenly said, "Wait, why haven't you met those groundhog-like monsters?"

"I don't know, we seem to be ignoring the big guy down there. Simba checked it repeatedly, but with his god-level strength, he couldn't see the clue.

"No monsters encountered, time flies faster. Luo Yang muttered to himself, but he didn't expect it to be like this blink, the sky was as dark as ink, and the surrounding scene seemed to be splashed with black grease and fell to the ground instantly.

Consciousness shook for a moment, and then went back to the damn stinking gutter.

"Another new day?" Simba was speechless.

Luo Yang got up suddenly, pulled out his sword with a bang, and slashed outward with all his strength.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz......"

The small puddles on the ground rippled, and the shadow of the sword burned layers of black lines in the air. Luo Yang was so tired that he was panting, this sword just now needed to be combined with a profound artistic conception, and it was not so easy to cast.

Simba screamed, already feeling his master enter a state of weakness, and the seemingly understated sword poured unimaginable strength.

"Your Highness, what are you doing here?"

"Set up obstacles!" Luo Yang inserted the Taichong sword sheath into the ground and said, "Do you remember the appearance of that monster just now? Except for the black flat feet that keep slapping the ground, can you recall its specific form?"

"Uh, the appearance?" Simba was terrified in his heart, this monster had been beaten more than a hundred times, and he couldn't even remember the specific form.

You must know that he has been a parrot Sir Simba for many years, has been to many places, has seen a lot of strange things, and as his strength grows, he has rarely been deceived by foreign objects, how can he not even remember the specific form of a monster.

Luo Yang said again: "And don't you think it's strange? We let this monster hit us more than a hundred times, but we didn't have the slightest intention of intercepting it, and unconsciously unloaded our mental defense and vigilance, this level of charm is too terrifying, a hundred times more terrifying than the undead charm and bewitching gods." ”

"It's coming!" said Sir Parrot, preoccupied with his astonishment, when he saw that in a matter of moments, the black flatfeet had approached.

I hadn't noticed that the other party was so fast before, and the memories in my mind all showed that this was a harmless, slow-moving monster, but the truth was terrifying.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The black flat feet slapped the ground, and by the way, they removed the obstacles set by Luo Yang.

A large area of dense sword light slashed up, and there was not even a sound, not like an offsetting or annihilation, and it ceased to exist in front of him in an instant.

"Perverted!" Sir Parrot scolded secretly and wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Luo Yang: "Wait a minute, the formation I set up is not so weak." ”

Seeing that the black flat feet were about to arrive, the sky, the earth, the puddles, and the green algae all emitted a sword sound, and the wisps of light quickly weaved into a net, and the Taichong Sword emitted a black aura from the center.

"Roaring ......" is rare, hearing a roar proves that this guy is in a hurry.

Luo Yang hurriedly retreated, and the black flat feet became the blades of the propeller, and they spun rapidly. A unique roar filled the heavens and the earth, and the hurricane took shape, bursting out with devastating power.

However, thanks to this ghost place, time and space are very close to a state of stasis.

No matter how strong the hurricane is, it quickly becomes sluggish! Stasis collapses again and again, and then collapses, and the process repeats itself over and over again.

"Haha, not only did this fool not attack us, but activated the pre-set sword pattern again and again, worthy of His Highness's natal weapon, with the Taichong Sword suppression, this guy can't escape. ”

Luo Yang doesn't see it that way, although the trick is more successful, but the black flat feet that keep flying are getting faster and faster, and they are already thrilling, as if turning on the mixer button, and the hurricane that broke out in front of him is just a warm-up.

"Not good!"

The Taichong sword was pulling out of the ground little by little, and a great horror was born in his heart, and he flew up and grabbed the hilt of the sword. Before he could retreat, the number of black flatfeet proliferated, from four paddles to twelve, stirring up the whole world.

Simba yelled, "Wow, this guy is so powerful. I understand that black flat feet are the specific form of the evolution of the gap in time and space, it can be said that the gap between time and space is fine, they express themselves in such a vivid form, as long as we catch a black flat foot, we are developed. ”

"Capture the black flat feet?" Luo Yang's heart moved.

Unexpectedly, time and space trembled, the surroundings were filled with moisture, and the ground was covered with small puddles one after another, and Luo Yang ushered in a new day when he opened his eyes.