Chapter 339: Change
Hearing Su Zimo's warning, Jiang Yu turned his back to everyone, a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he quietly disappeared. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Except for the people of the Ethereal Peak, the other monks either didn't hear about it or scoffed, and almost no one believed it.
Ji Yaoxue frowned slightly, turned her head and asked, "Zimo, what's wrong?"
"Not quite right. ”
Su Zimo shook his head and said: "These corpses are as black as ink, they died unclear, and they don't even have a chance to escape, they must have encountered extremely terrifying things." ”
"Huh. ”
Si Yutang, who was about to step forward, sneered and said: "Su Zimo, you are too bold! You don't dare to take the ownerless things in the ancient battlefield, I advise you to hide in one place to cultivate, don't come out." ”
Su Zimo and Canglang are incompatible.
As a disciple of Canglang Zhenren, Si Yutang naturally would not give Su Zimo a good look.
After a pause, Si Yutang turned his head, smiled at Ji Yaoxue, and said confidently: "Daoist Yaoxue, you don't have to worry, I dare to conclude that there is definitely no danger ahead!"
"Look at the bones, there's not a bit of flesh on them. This means that these monks have been dead for at least ten years, and their flesh has long since rotted and dried, so there is no danger. ”
In fact, this is the reason why so many monks dare to step forward.
Since these monks have been dead for so long, even if there is any danger, they have long been far away, and it is impossible for them to stay here for so long.
"Dead for more than ten years?"
Su Zimo's eyes flickered, and he shook his head and said, "Not necessarily!"
At this moment, the monk at the front had already come to the corpses.
Although the Great Zhou guard at the front looked excited, he was still a little cautious in his heart, and he did not rush into it, but just picked up the storage bag next to a corpse on the edge.
There was a pause.
No danger!
The guard opened the storage bag and saw that his eyes lit up, and he quickly put the storage bag into his storage bag, rushed in, and began to pick up other storage bags.
When the other monks saw this, they did not hesitate and rushed towards the group of corpses.
Suddenly!
The gravel next to the corpse moved, and gradually puffed up a fist-sized bag, growing larger and larger, as if something was about to break through the sand!
In the blink of an eye, on top of that piece of gravel, more and more such bags appeared, attracting the attention of many monks.
The alert monk had already taken the lead in flying his sword and soared into the air.
Burst!
There was a crunch.
A huge black-red ball suddenly burst out of the sand and fell at the feet of many monks.
Before everyone could react, the black-red balls spread out and turned into red-headed, black-bodied, barefoot insects, densely packed, crawling towards the feet of many monks.
Each worm was arm-length and had a thousand legs, and at the same time it swiped on the gravel at such a fast speed that it crawled to the feet of the monks in an instant!
"Ahh
There was a burst of screams.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, a black mist suddenly appeared on the faces of the monks, their eyes protruded like dead fish, and they were terrified, and the sinuous veins under the skin gradually bulged, clearly visible, and suddenly burst!
"Blood centipede!"
Su Zimo's expression changed slightly.
In order to find out the origin of the night spirit, he had browsed many classics about ancient creatures in the Ethereal Peak, and recognized this extremely ferocious creature.
Blood centipedes, creatures of ancient times, live in groups, are highly poisonous, and can turn flesh and blood into a puddle of pus and blood in one bite, and swallow them in groups.
In just a few breaths, you can devour a person and only a corpse remains!
Because the blood centipede is highly poisonous, the corpse is ink-colored, and according to legend, it has long been extinct on the Heavenly Desolate Continent, but I didn't expect to encounter it again in the ancient battlefield.
"It's an ancient blood centipede, retreat!"
At this moment, Jiang Yu exclaimed, quickly turned around, and came to Ji Yaoxue's side, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, as if he was extremely frightened in his heart, and gasped: "Third princess, go quickly, don't stay here!"
"They ......"
Even as the princess of Da Zhou, when she suddenly saw such a change, her face turned a little pale with fright, and she pointed to the chaotic crowd in front of her, and her face couldn't bear it.
"I can't save it, if we stay here, we will also die!" Jiang Yu said loudly.
In the past few moments, many monks have fallen, and their flesh and blood have disappeared, leaving only a corpse as black as ink, and the storage bag has fallen next to it, exactly the same as the corpse they saw at the beginning.
The four Great Zhou guards who rushed to the front have all fallen, and none of them have survived!
Some of the monks in the back escaped, and some were completely stunned and stood in place.
A monk in front turned his head with a frightened expression, Yin Tang turned black, stretched out his arm, grabbed the shoulder of a refiner in front of him, and said, "Save me......"
Burst!
The words stopped abruptly, and the person who spoke turned into a cloud of blood mist, splashing the refiner's face with pus and blood.
The man shuddered with fright, recovered himself, screamed, turned around and fled.
But after a few steps, the person's figure froze, a layer of black mist surged on his face, and the whole person also turned into pus and blood, and the corpse fell to the ground, and a group of blood centipedes pounced on it, instantly submerging it.
Hiss!
Seeing this scene, some of the surviving monks gasped, and their pupils suddenly contracted.
This poison is so terrifying that even if it is not bitten by a blood centipede, it is just pus and blood made of the monk's body, and a few drops can poison the foundation building realm monk to death!
Ji Yaoxue realized that the monk who was bitten by the blood centipede had no way to rescue him.
If they are forcibly saved, they will all fall here!
Si Yutang's face turned pale with fright, and he was afraid for a while, but fortunately he argued with Su Zimo for a few words and walked slowly.
"Go this way, everyone will walk with the sword, the blood centipede will not fly!"
Jiang Yu greeted, and the imperial sword rose into the air, galloping in one direction with Ji Yaoxue and the only remaining people.
The rest of the monks were already in chaos, and subconsciously took out the flying sword, rose into the air, and fled with Jiang Yu.
The scene was chaotic.
Among the people present, only Su Zimo could still maintain his composure, running on the ground with the night spirit, closely following behind everyone.
Although he was far away from the corpse area, the sense of crisis in Su Zimo's heart had not been relieved, but was getting heavier and heavier!
"Everyone, be careful!"
Su Zimo's voice did not fall, and there was a bang.
The gravel in front of him suddenly collapsed, revealing a huge crater.
A huge hideous head poked out of the sand pit, and with a thousand strokes, it actually erected half of its body, facing everyone, exuding an extremely terrifying aura!
A pair of fangs exuded a fishy smell, and between bites, there was a clanging sound, and the scarlet eyes were like two rounds of scorching sun, murderous.
This is an incomparably huge blood centipede, only half of its exposed body is ten zhang long!
"Ahh
The crowd exclaimed.
Although the blood centipede didn't know how to fly, the half of its body was ten zhang high, instantly blocking everyone's way!
There are pursuers in front, and there are interceptions in the back!