The black liquid substance was like a fountain gushing out of the ground at the moment.

The King Kong umbrella was completely swept into the air, more than two meters above the ground.

At this moment, the few people standing on the umbrella leaf are like stepping on a surfboard.

There is a possibility of capsizing at any time.

At the same time, the strange white hands of the ground appeared again, swaying densely on the ground, showing their teeth and claws, as if waiting for them to fall to the ground, and then drag them all into the ground to be their company.

"Lao Lin, what the fuck is this? Bullets can't kill, fire can't burn to death, is it really okay to take him? ”

Lin Yi was also puzzled in his heart.

He couldn't really tell what it was at a glance.

But judging from Wang Qiang's fight with him just now.

This thing seems to have its own consciousness, and the oil and salt do not enter, the most important thing is not to know its bottom line.

I'm afraid that I will take out the "Kunlun Ice Essence" again to relieve the siege in front of me, and it is estimated that before this thing has been frozen, I am afraid that these people have already been frozen to death.

Just when everyone was racking their brains to find a solution, a voice came from the dome of this layer.

The voices sounded like sand and dirt rubbing against each other.

It seems to be still Burmese, with a few words of Pali interspersed.

When the few people at the scene who could understand Burmese heard this voice, their faces changed instantly.

"Where did that sound come from? Say what? ”

Min's trembling hand pointed to the top of his head.

"This voice says none of us can go! All of them have to die here today! ”

"Damn, who the are you, so big? Got up to brush your teeth? Do you want to eat your grandfather Wang's copper peanuts? ”

As he spoke, Wang Qiang raised his AK and fired several shots at the dome.

The bullet flew out but did no damage, and when it touched the sticky black dome, it was instantly devoured.

The voice reappeared.

"He said let's stop resisting, it was all in vain, and, he told me."

Min swallowed as his lips trembled.

The second half of the sentence never came out.

Ah Chang added for him:

"He said he was the reckless white deity!"

"Reckless?"

"The Burmese king Mangbai has been dead for hundreds of years?"

Min Tun and Ah Chang nodded at the same time.

"This muddy pile, saying it's reckless?"

"It turns out that this is the immortality that Mang Bai is pursuing!"

Lin Yi suddenly asserted.

"Immortality?"

"All emperors in ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign, have always had the strongest desire for immortality.

But who can really do it?

Unexpectedly, this matter was really realized by Mangbai! ”

He has now become one with his own mausoleum, which is both a burial chamber and a reckless white! ”

The amount of information in these few sentences is simply explosive.

Everyone present couldn't accept his statement for a while.

"Big brother, I know that you have a lively brain and are well-informed, but how to explain this statement?"

Qian Sheng was just about to ask Lin Yi for advice.

The vajra umbrella under their feet suddenly lost its support and fell heavily to the ground.

The soft dirt in the ground didn't knock them out, but the dry white hands on the ground all swarmed up, pinning their arms, legs, and heads to the ground.

Everyone can't move at all, let alone resist.

Wang Qiang completely ignored it, opened his mouth to bite, and bit off a finger of the strange hand on his face.

Spit out of the mouth.

Lin Yi snorted, struggled to break free from the restraints on his hands, shook off the knife in his hand, and cleaned up all the strange hands around him first.

Just when he wanted to get up and prepare to help the others out.

A black liquid came from behind him like a snake, trapping him all over.

"Lao Lin!"

"Brother Lin!"

The crowd shouted his name.

Lin Yi wanted to break free, but his hands were firmly bound by this black liquid, and then tightened more and more, tighter and tighter, and he could already hear the sound of bones.

Now the only one who can move freely is Goku.

Lin Yi endured the severe pain and instructed Wukong to take out cinnabar, realgar and black dog blood from the other people's backpacks, and then jumped in front of him and scattered these things out in one go.

As soon as the black liquid touched these things, a wisp of white smoke instantly emitted, and then a violent fishy smell was emitted, and the black mud wrapped around Lin Yi's body fell to the ground as if it had suddenly lost its life.

The sporadic cinnabar, realgar and black dog blood that landed also made those white strange hands immediately shrink into the ground.

"It works!"

Lin Yi got up and didn't care about dealing with the pain on his body, took out these three things from his bag, mixed them together, and sprinkled them on everyone with his hands.

As soon as the strange hands touched these things, they immediately released their fingers and retracted into the ground.

Wang Qiang, Qian Sheng and Bai Lu got out of trouble one after another, and they also began to take out the corresponding items from their bags, and the others solved the siege.

In an instant, an entire clearing had been cleared around them.

Wherever the ground is sprayed by these three things, there will be no white monster hands to harass it, and no black liquid will attack.

Everyone finally got a little respite.

The flashlight turned on and shone on the top of their heads, and the top was already covered with black liquid, and the large liquid elongated its tail and hung over their heads, as if it would drip down at any moment.

The hole was completely out of place, and the rope ladder was gone.

They are now completely tied up in this layer.

"Lao Lin, what the hell is going on?"

"Yes, Brother Lin, what the hell is this black thing?"

Lin Yi shook his arm, Min swallowed it and helped him massage it a few times, and the effect was suddenly much better.

"Remember all the evil arts we encountered along the way, this guy is now a combination of all evil arts.

He first brought thousands of people to his funeral, and then controlled them with 'scarcity'.

They plant 'worms' in their bodies, and when these worms grow, they become living worms, buried deep in the ground, and these hands are their weapons.

And Mangbai himself used 'parasitic magic' to fuse his consciousness with the microorganisms produced after the decay and deterioration of these corpses buried deep in the ground, and then cast a curse.

As long as these things don't die, Mangbai can 'live' forever!

Then, by raising Gu poison, he cultivated a 'Voodoo Mage' who could release a highly poisonous miasma.

This is the stronghold of these vicious sorcery! ”

"So, what that voice said just now is true? These black things are really reckless white? ”

There was a hint of disappointment in Ah Chang's inquiring tone, which was accurately captured by Lin Yi.

"I hope it's not, but everything these microbes are doing now is being manipulated by their pale consciousness."

"Is it possible to crack this kind of evil magic that has accumulated layer by layer?"

"Yes!"

Lin Yi replied categorically.

(End of chapter)