Wen Renjing is still observing, using God's perspective to watch a brightly colored mime.

He saw that Yan Yueming and Wu Yuan were conspiring and then separated, and immediately after, there was chaos in the temple. The believers were running around, and soon black smoke was rising from the wasteland.

Another black-robed man in a golden mask appeared, leaving the temple and heading in the direction of the black smoke. Wen Renjing saw Wu Yuan hiding in the grass nearby, and guessed that this was Wu Yuan's time to transfer the tiger away from the mountain.

In the temple, Yan Yueming was giving orders. He looked a little nervous, and there were some subconscious small movements, but fortunately, only Wen Renjing, who was more familiar with him, could see it.

Wen Renjing also became nervous.

After being busy for a while, Wu Yuan was the most thrilling and dangerous. Several times he saw that he and the apostle were about to meet in a narrow way, and he took a snakeskin, and then disappeared in the grass in an instant, and disappeared nowhere.

When Wu Yuan found him again, he was smearing himself with black mud from the swamp, and then lying there pretending to be a stone. When the sun shines and the wind blows, it is really no different from a stone. The apostle chased after him, two or three meters away, and was stunned not to find anyone there. A few steps further, the trap triggered, and the apostle fell into the swamp again.

But Wu Yuan was really able to endure it, even if the apostle fell into the swamp, he lay there motionless. If it weren't for Wen Renjing seeing the whole process of him posing as a stone, he wouldn't have thought that the stone was actually a person.

The apostle was so strong that a small swamp could not trap him. Soon he got up from the swamp again, his eyes searching for the culprit.

He didn't find it and left.

As soon as he was gone, the stone began to shift its position. He threw out the noose, took off the strange "humanoid ribbon fish" from the tree in the middle of the swamp, and carried it in the opposite direction.

The wind in the wasteland blew through the "hairtail" in his hand, and in the hole in the chest of the "hairtail", a "woo" mourning music was blown. When the apostle heard this, he stopped and turned back.

He pursued in the direction of Wu Yuan again.

"Run, run." The visual distance between the two was no more than 200 meters, and Wen Renjing pinched Wu Yuan's sweat, and his heart couldn't help but mention it, and he even forgot Xiao Ming in the temple.

Wu Yuan lived up to his expectations, and ran wildly. But the grass was too high, and he couldn't run fast in it, and he was about to be overtaken. said that it was too late, and then it was fast, Wu Yuan threw the "ribbon fish" in his hand in a certain direction.

"Ribbon fish" crossed a graceful arc in the air, right in the middle of the grass.

The telescope that heard the scene quickly chased over, and saw that a "sheep's horn monster" appeared in the grass at some point. It has a pair of horns that curve backwards in spiral patterns, and a particularly brilliant red fur with long hair that looks like tassels all over its body. It walked slowly, as if it had no legs, and moved little by little on the ground, leaving clear slime on the blades of grass.

The weirdest thing is that when the wind blows the red hair, Wen Renjing sees that there seem to be countless pairs of eyes hidden in the hair. Like the eyes of a dead fish, glowing with whites.

His first reaction was nausea, and his second reaction was goosebumps.

The apostle pursued it and met it in a narrow way.

Wu Yuan once again hid in the grass, hiding his merit and fame.

"Huh......" Wen Renjing breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze back to the temple again.

In the temple, Xiao Ming's figure is gone.

Although Wen Renjing occupies God's perspective, he does not have a perspective eye, and he cannot see the scene inside the temple building, so he is inevitably anxious. He waited and waited, and after waiting for a long time, Xiao Ming's figure did not reappear, so he lowered the hot air balloon again and became an overseer.

"Have you found a way to break down the dimensional wall?" He asked.

"Little master, this job sounds familiar to you, why don't you try it?" The search and rescue team members can still joke with Wen Renjing at this time, which can be regarded as a bitter pleasure.

Everyone has been digging in the wasteland for so long, and there is still a place to dig and still dig. One by one, they were disgraced, but in the end, they were blocked by a "dimensional wall".

Who is this reasonable?

Wen Renjing didn't have a good way, squatted on the ground, and reached out to touch the "dimensional wall". The feeling of the tentacles is wonderful, smooth as jade, but it can't reflect anyone.

"Tuk, tuk." He knocked on it in a ghostly way, but he knew that it would get no response.

Yan Yueming was still running in the temple, running into the depths of the temple without stopping, because the believers came to report that they had found traces of someone trespassing on the forbidden land.

Forbidden? What forbidden place?

When Yan Yueming ran over to take a look, he found that this road was the road leading to the dormitory, which he had just walked through last night. But there are also differences, the position of the door opening is different.

The believer stood respectfully and waited, and after listening to the other party's explanation, Yan Yueming knew what was going on - there were actually two paths here, but the inside of the wall could be moved, and if the road to the dormitory was opened, the one next door leading to the forbidden place would be closed. On the contrary, the dormitory is closed and the forbidden ground is opened.

So Bu Xia and Chen Yeye went the wrong way and went to the forbidden land?

Without further ado, Yan Yueming immediately asked the believers to lead the way in front and went straight to the forbidden land. The name "Forbidden Land" is very bad when you hear it, and you are sorry for its name if you don't get into it.

Yan Yueming then silently recited "Rhubarb bless" in her heart, trying to put the protagonist's halo on her head, even if it was a little light.

But the protagonist's aura didn't envelop him in the end, and when he finally pushed open the door of the forbidden place and walked into the hall full of murals, he knew it was going to be bad.

A large black tentacle hung from the ceiling!

Big tentacles!

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sp; Still squirming!

Yan Yueming wanted to poke himself in the eyes, but the believers behind him had already covered their eyes and let out a frightened scream.

"It's Him!"

"The temple is polluted, the temple is defiled!"

"Ahh

"My great cat god, are you okay!"

"Damn the Shadow of Evil!"

"It's so polluted!"

……

Each of them was indignant, everyone was trembling with anger, but what was the matter with them all stepping back and hiding behind the apostles?

The apostle Xiao Ming stood at the front, panicked in his heart, and wanted to kneel down on the spot.

But he couldn't.

He had already seen a hairpin belonging to Buxia that had fallen in the main hall. It was said to be a hairpin, but in fact it was Bu Xia's lancet, which she also used when she was in trouble with Infinity Company.

What happened to Bu Xia and Chen Yeye now? Have they been attacked by this tentacle monster? What about the ceiling? How could tentacles poke out from above? Were they caught in the ceiling?

between electric light and stone fire,

Yan Yueming thought a lot,

But the reality of the situation did not allow him to stop and analyze calmly, so he could only rely on his lonely courage to rescue his teammates. It's like he once rescued Cao Yu in the clinic in Orange Town.

Thankfully, the combat here is turn-based.

Although I don't know if it was turn-based when I fought with this tentacle monster, I can only gamble now.

Yan Yueming took a deep breath and took out the small golden axe from behind her back.

He had anticipated the danger early on, so before starting his and Wu Yuan's plan, he found the backpack he had hidden and took out the weapon.

As his hand grasped the handle of the axe, the cold touch quickly calmed his brain. The oppression brought by that tentacle was also light, and he followed the example of another golden apostle, holding a shelf and shouting angrily: "The shadow of the old days, defile my temple, blaspheme my gods!" ”

"The cat god is above, and it is urgent to eliminate the shadows!"

"Destroy the shadows!"

"There is no time to wait!"

The believers were excited, as if they had regained their courage in the midst of this high-pitched shout. As soon as Yan Yueming raised his arms, all the believers rushed into the main hall with him.

The battle was instantaneous.

The good news is that this is really a turn-based mode, tentacles vs believers, your turn vs my turn, my turn, or my turn. What made Xiao Ming grit his teeth was that he was the only melee axe soldier in a bunch of mages.

Because he can't cast spells.

Fortunately, Xiao Ming is a smart Xiao Ming, gritting his teeth and rushing forward, while scanning the scene in the hall with his residual vision, looking for the best dodge route.

Pregnant!

The first round of attacks was the tentacle monster, and Yan Yueming ran in the front, of course, becoming its target. He didn't touch it hard, he looked at the pillars in the hall, a sliding shovel hid behind the pillars, and performed a "King Qin around the pillars" with his tentacles.

The tentacles slammed into the pillar, making a loud "bang" sound, which shook Yan Yueming's scalp and the soles of her feet at the same time. But he did not dare to pause, and immediately swung his axe while his tentacles were still around the pillar.

That feeling is really disgusting, like a snake but not like a snake, octopus whiskers and not like octopus whiskers of black tentacles, it looks very two-dimensional, there is no visual effect in reality, but the feel of the axe is really lost.

Slippery and greasy, it can't be cut at all and can't be focused. and damage 800 enemies and self-damage 1000.

From the moment he swung it out, Yan Yueming knew that he had fouled, but at the same time, he felt that his eyes seemed to be a little hot. This hot sensation protected his brain from being hit hard by the rules.

So after a round of attacks, he threw a second and even a third.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

In just three strokes, Yan Yueming was already panting heavily, as if she had exhausted all her strength. The tiger's mouth and wrist were all shaken and numb, and he almost couldn't hold the handle of the axe.

However, he can still make a living, and the tenacity of ordinary people is vividly exerted in him. When you feel that you can't study anymore, you can actually make another paper; When you feel like you can't work overtime, you can actually catch up with DDL; When you feel like you're going offline after the game, you can actually play all night.

If you are not strong enough, you can still engage in a little metaphysics.

[O great cat god, please give me strength]

Yan Yueming prayed to God and Buddha in her heart, and took out the poison from the inner pocket of the black robe. A little bit of harmless anesthetic powder with a bit of neurotoxin, he specially picked it from the teacher in order to enter the gap.

At this moment, Yan Yueming, her left hand is poisonous, her right hand is swinging an axe, the gods are the headshot, and the courage is in her heart.

He has already mobilized all the fighting consciousness since he was studying, and in the shortest possible time, he has found the most suitable offensive path for himself and put it into practice.

The black tentacles were poisoned and cut by the axe, and the movement finally slowed down, and Yan Yueming's golden axe cut a bloody path, and quickly retracted towards the ceiling in pain.

At the same time, two people fell out of the ceiling.

It's Bu Xia and Chen Ye.!