The real Rahu is a fine worker!

This secret was hidden in the depths of the demon's memory, and it didn't flash until Zhijia Zhen saw the wooden plaque.

Zhi Jia really couldn't help but be surprised, the real foundation of the real Rahu was actually the captain of the Dongshengzhou General's Mansion, who was ordered to infiltrate the mansion of Mo Liqing in Nanzhan Continent to collect information and spy on the military.

No wonder he memorized the terrain and stocked up on fresh water, which was a retreat that had been prepared for a long time.

Zhi Hunt really fastened his skin, hesitated slightly, took out the wooden plaque, stuffed it back into the hole, and quickly slid to the bottom of the stone pillar, sweeping deeper into the ravine.

This place is also a secret stronghold between Shinrahu and Dongkatsu Continent.

"True Rahu, you can't jump!"

The river was raging like rage, and the long tongue of the bitter fork pounced like a poisonous snake, penetrating the thigh of the real Rahu, rolling up the situation, and grinding a large piece of flesh and blood. Dense schistosomes poured into the wound and burrowed deep into the body.

Shinrahu roared in pain, paddling his arms vigorously, swimming towards a turbulent undercurrent, and being swept away, widening the distance between the two sides again.

The bitter fork kicked on all fours, and a rushing wave of water rushed out, chasing after him. He wondered in his heart, how could he still have the strength to struggle after eating him so many times, and he was covered in scars? The schistosoma that burrowed into his body alone was enough to make the other party go crazy.

During the chase, the bitter fork approached again, piercing the waves with its long tongue, wrapping around the ankle of Marahu and pulling it back. With a "click", the real Rahu broke his ankle bone with his demonic qi, pulled out his leg, and rolled diagonally into a black mud hole at the bottom of the river.

Kucha rushed in after him, and suddenly blood splattered, and in the scream, Kucha's whole person broke off at the waist, and his upper body staggered forward, falling to the ground. He turned his head in disbelief, and two translucent thin filaments stopped at the mouth of the mud hole, like a trembling blade, and the condensed blood beads "clicked" and dripped down.

"You...... Over here...... Why ......?" Kucha turned ashen, his waist twitched in pain, and his intestines flowed out with a large stream of blood.

Zhen Rahu slowly got up from the wet mud, with a smile on his face: "From the day I joined the General's Mansion, I started to prepare. This turbidity river traverses half of Nanzhan Chau, and from beginning to end, there are 164 similar traps. His fingers slammed into the throat of the bitter fork, "Bitter fork, it's you who can't escape!"

"Bang!"

Zhi Hunt Zhen kicked out, and the stalactite stalagmite fell in response, and a large puff of smoke erupted from the broken part, covering the manta girl's face, splashing dense poisonous blisters. The manta girl screamed and fell from mid-air, crashed into a spiky stalagmite, and was stabbed through the back and abdomen, killing herself.

Zhi Hunt really jumped down from the stalagmite, avoiding the pounce of the other manta manta. Along the way, he was targeted by several manta tat sisters one after another, and he used the many traps laid by Zhen Rahu in the past to repeatedly save the day.

The manta stalk's whistling claws struck from above, and with a twist of his pace, he circled around the back of a stone cone and used the terrain to maneuver with the opponent. Surrounded by Cui Wei's jagged stalactite forest, all kinds of stalagmites, stone waterfalls, stone curtains are bent and stretched horizontally and vertically, and cross ambushes. The manta had to slow down and avoid the sharp and hard stone ridges, and for a moment she was unable to take advantage of her flight.

"Poof!" the manta whirled in, its claws slamming into his shoulder, splashing a splash of blood. Zhi Hunt Zhen grabbed the hairy wrist of the bat girl with his backhand, kicked the soles of his feet with force, and his body fell backwards like a sharp arrow. Behind them are two towering stalagmites, close together, leaving only a narrow gap of more than half a foot. Zhi Hunt really passed through the gap like lightning, and the manta girl's wings didn't have time to close, and they hit the stalagmites on both sides, and the wing bones were broken one after another, and they fell down. Zhi Kari Zhen counterattacked, his right knee rose fiercely, and smashed the opponent's throat bone.

Zhikari walked non-stop, skimming through the stone forest, and through a series of caves, the long tunnels began to spread out on both sides, forming a steep downward slope. The hillsides are covered with colorful wildflowers, and the stems are tall and dense, like waves that shimmer with light.

At the foot of the slope dozens of zhang deep, the strange underground style is like a picture scroll unfolding in the field of vision of Zhijiaozhen: the peaks and cliffs are majestic, the walls are thousands of thousands, the caves are strange, and they stretch through. The ancient rocks are layered on top of each other, high and low, and the terrain sometimes rushes upwards like huge waves, bends into arches at the highest point, and extends downwards like spider webs, and sometimes sinks like deep ravines, like falling down, chiseling through countless dangerous paths and gorges in all directions.

A huge lava lake sits in the center of the earth, as bright as a golden mirror, and the fire is like a python tumbling, blooming with a scorching golden flame. The vicinity is covered with dense wild vegetation: turquoise snails, fiery red bellans, orange-yellow moon chrysanthemums, purple smoked grasses, jet-black black artemisia, and gray-white shallots......

Zhikari swept straight to the shores of the lava lake, which occasionally erupted with fire slurry, but it could scare off ferocious beasts and even more terrifying evils. Many demons and monsters settled around the lake, forming a large gathering place.

Along the way, Zhijia really saw all kinds of monsters and demons. Many of them were crippled, old, wrinkled, poorly clothed, slightly sluggish in their movements, and numbness in their expressions showing disregard for everything. But if Zhijia really looked at them a few more times, they immediately bared their teeth and let out a low roar in their throats, as if even if they died, they would bite off a piece of meat from each other.

Near the lakeside, there is a lot of muddy yellow feces and urine pulled out, sour and pus-dripping beast entrails, buzzing flies and insects, and hive burrows full of barbed traps...... Demons and monsters burrowed in and out of the crypt, endlessly, and a pair of fierce, cunning, gloomy, and suspicious eyes fell on Zhi Hunt Zhen from time to time.

Zhi Hunt Zhen is not worried, no monsters and demons dare to start a war in the gathering place easily. Once wounded and fatigued is revealed, bystanders will swarm and tear the warring sides apart.

"Do you want to have fun? As long as a low-grade demon source, it will let you have a good time!" A bewitching female demon half-lay on the dirty animal skin, her hand stroked the **, eating and laughing, and parted her full and smooth thighs to Zhi Kari.

Zhi Hunting's face was hot, and he quickly bypassed her. There were many similar witches here, their carcasses half-dissolved and half-hidden, lying on dirty animal skins, twisting their fleshy waists, scratching their heads at the passing demons.

Several male demons threw out the demon source, and rushed up impatiently, holding down the witch, and stirring wildly, letting out a contented and rough howl.

Zhi Hunt was stunned for a moment, and hurried out with his head bored, and his heartbeat suddenly became a little flustered. Front and back, left and right, trances are all the ** and thighs that shake during the fierce mating of demons...... He stopped, trying to even out his breathing, his mind racing.

The sound of the whistle came from the sound of the whistle.

It was a quaint and desolate tune, the whistle was very thin and light, like a wild canopy fluttering in the wind, but after listening to it for a long time, it was so heavy that it seemed to fall.

As he listened, his heart calmed down and he followed the sound of the song.

A witch in leather armor sat on her knees on the shore of the lake, in the filthy ruins, quietly playing the leaf whistle.

Her skin was wheat-colored, and was illuminated by the firelight, as if golden silk was burning, and shimmered with a bright and poignant light. A fiery red Belan leaf rolled into a leaf whistle and held it between the lips, and the red lips were as bright as hot magma.

"Heroic move!" shouted Zhi Hunting. This is the irrepressible reaction of the demon body, and the incomprehensible emotions of the hunting are like raging waves, rushing out from the depths of the memory of the real Rahu.

"You're here. Ying Zhao put down Ye Whistle and raised his eyebrows slightly. Her eyebrows were long, dense, and heroic, like a cold blade.

As he walked towards the witch step by step, he heard his heart pounding in his chest and his blood flowing faster. The tone of his voice, his habitual movements, and his hidden emotions jumped out one by one, blending with his spiritual world and gradually becoming one.

In the sea of knowledge, the cocoon of the eight-winged golden cicada trembled violently, and its soul was miraculously stronger.

Zhijia Zhen suddenly gave birth to enlightenment, and although the doppelganger was occupied by him, for some reason, the spiritual connection with the real Rahu body seemed to be severed. He could take advantage of the subtle connection between the two to hook the soul of the true Rahu and devour it step by step, using it as nourishment for the growth of the witch spirit.

This is a new spiritual cultivation experience. Playing the role of Hao Zhen Rahu, his soul power will benefit from this and continue to grow. But this is also extremely dangerous, he must guard his mind, so as not to get too deep into the play, and eventually be affected by the heart of the real Rahu and lose himself.

"My subordinates pay a visit to Lord Toji. Zhi Hunt Zhen walked up to Ying Zhao, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice.