The world of the bottom of the well.

Jing Ming groped step by step in the jungle.

The second time I set foot in this place, I wondered about the authenticity of the world that emitted this rotten aura, whether this jungle was real, whether the demon beast with horns on its head was real, whether there really existed in this corner of this place.

The jungle is wet, and the palm-sized spiders spit silk threads and weave large webs waiting for their prey to come to their door.

With the first experience, this time Jing Ming was more careful, like a hunter lurking in the jungle, stepping on the blades of grass silently, his nose often wrinkled, sniffing the smell in the air, and judging whether there was prey appearing.

This jungle is very real, and there is not a single grass or tree to find fault, which makes Jing Ming think of a place.

100,000 mountains outside Mukden City.

The mountains are layer by layer, inaccessible, even the most clever hunters have not completely walked the mountains outside Fengtian City, and there are often inexplicable cries in the depths, and the villagers near the left all say that there are powerful demon beasts hidden inside, and over time, few people have set foot in it, and even Wu Xiu is unwilling to enter.

Jing Ming had practiced there, and it had been confirmed that there were indeed demon beasts hiding inside.

I met with a hunter by chance that day, and I still remember the incident of being killed by the agency.

At this moment, the young man wondered if this was to place some powerful mechanisms to capture these demon beasts, and the secluded path made him taste the sweetness, thinking that this jungle would also have visible benefits, and naturally fell on those big monsters, and began to think about how to hunt.

At this time, the boy noticed a footprint the size of a head on the ground.

He didn't walk over to investigate, the cat was behind the tree trunk, waited for a while, and after confirming that there was no prey, he bent down and touched it almost close to the ground, his fingers twisted the soil, the soil was moist or fresh, the young man's body tilted backwards violently, and slid out five meters in a row, just in the position he had just now, a huge bamboo cage fell from top to bottom, the verdant bamboo was sharpened almost a person high, if it was inserted, there must be no holes left on the body?

Are there any other humans in the jungle?

At this time, the boy was thinking about what was going on in his head as he was sliding.

As for now, he can't take care of it, the jungle seems to be full of organs, the backward footsteps just stepped steadily, the heart of the brain is sweating, the left and right sides are clamped the door panel of the big bamboo fence, at this time he learned to be clever, the long eyes under his feet dare not step on it, for fear of falling into the mouth of some clip, the two feet stepped on the ground, the body jumped up, jumped over the attack range of the bamboo fence, at this time the long bamboo arrows flew in the air, Jing Ming's long sword in his hand danced into a ball, these bamboos were extremely powerful, and the sword slashed on the arm that shook on it hurt.

At this moment, Jing Ming's body was stunned, but the bamboo fence rope hanging on the tree was cut off, and his body also fell, and two rattans flew over from left and right, both with spikes on them, and Jing Ming's body flipped in the air and almost avoided it flat, and found that the barbs on the rattan were green at close range, and they must have been fed with poison.

The rattan did not hook Jing Ming, left and right on the bamboo fence, violently retracted, and with a scream, the bamboo fence was torn in half.

Jing Ming fell to the ground.

The toes were like dragonflies dotting water, stepping on the air a few times, the body turned over, the long sword was pointed down on the ground full of fallen leaves, and the large beast trap with a black blue light in the size of a basin bounced left and right to clamp the sword body, and the sound made made Jing Ming's head sweat, if this was clamped, could there still be legs?

The sword picked the position of the clip, and Jing Ming fell in the original position, which was a little reassuring.

Before I had time to think about which bastard designed such a set of serial suffocating traps, a dark cloud fell over my head.

The jungle is deep and dark.

It was already dark, but now it's even darker on the top of the head, which is naturally not a good thing.

As soon as he looked up, he found that it was a huge net with large stones hanging from the left and right corners from the sky, and there was no room for dodging in a hurry, Jing Ming gritted his teeth and could only rely on the sharpness of this iron sword to try, and his feet kicked off the ground again and jumped up, and when he pounced in front of the giant net and looked at the vines that were almost as thick as a baby's arm, his heart was half cold, and after the sword was cut, the other half of his heart was still warm and completely cool, and this sword only cut off a vine, and it was impossible for Jing Ming to drill out.

Under the cover of the giant net, Jing Ming was pressed into the ground and imprisoned in it.

The boy stood against the gravity of the big net, vigilantly looking around, trying to see which way the gods had arranged such an ingenious chain of clever tricks.

In fact, the candidate has already been thought of.

The old man who should be hiding in the small building that the Song family built for Sikong Xinxue is the only one who is so bad and idle.

A corner of the leaves breaks.

The dense foliage is breaking more and more.

The light of the sky shone in through these cracks, and through these lights, Jing Ming saw a thin monkey-like face, if this skinny skinny face could be smaller, he could have the same virtue as the thin old Zhang, undoubtedly not Lao Zhang now, this thing has horns on its head and body like an ape, like a hideous god of war, staring at the young man in the giant net like a resourceful wise man.

There are more and more such creatures in the jungle, almost hundreds.

The one in the middle was the largest, with red hair between the two horns, and an arm twice as thick as usual, so there was no doubt that he was the leader.

The body is like an ape, with horns on its head, which is a low-level demon beast in the group of demon beasts that invaded the martial arts world three hundred years ago, because its body size is like an ape, and its strength is infinite, it is called 'Hitting the Mountain Ape'. ’

The hideous demon beast sneered and was even more expressive than a human, and the demon beast around it kept making a sound, and its expression was no different from the minister next to the emperor who took the opportunity to slap his ass.

Jing Ming had already heard that the demon clan had this cultivation civilization in the other world that was more developed than humans, and this gesture must be a conversation.

More than 300 years ago, a person from the demon world also ran in, and this person made a lot of noise.

The peerless power of the demon world turned the whole demon world upside down, and I didn't find where the hole was, and at this moment a human being appeared, and it must be a great achievement after catching and offering it, the demon world is weak and strong, and the leader of the mountain ape can only rely on the mechanism to maneuver over time, and the space for the survival of the disciples and grandchildren is getting smaller and smaller over time.

After meeting Jing Ming that day, the leader of the mountain ape became alert and arranged for the little demon to arrange a more secret mechanism.

There are more than a dozen bamboo fences among the dense leaves, hanging like heavenly swords.

The little demon danced with his hands, not beware of breaking the rope that held the bamboo fence, and two rows of bamboo arrows shuttled and shot at Jing Ming, who was trapped in the giant net.

The boy was trapped in the net, unable to move his hands and feet, and could only watch the bamboo fence fall.

Jing Ming's eyes narrowed.

The eyes of the leader of the mountain ape narrowed even more, its eyes were bloodshot, and it had no time to blame the little demon who had beaten the whole group out of happiness, and rushed to the edge of the giant net, dragging it and throwing it aside.

After such an opportunity, there will be no such shop in this village, Jing Ming hurriedly got up from the ground, and his body flew away into the distance like an arrow from a string.

The leader of the mountain ape dropped his net and yelled.

The little demon rushed up to block Jing Ming.

The most powerful of the mountain apes belonged to their pair of horns, and they were very low and pushed the dirt on the ground everywhere, Jing Ming stepped on the head of the guy at the forefront, and when his body flipped in the air, the long sword passed through the demon's neck, and the sword was about to kill, sharp and scary, and even Jing Ming himself was frightened when the big head flew up.

muttered: "It's not so fast to cut people?"

Jing Ming didn't dare to step on this dangerous ground, for fear that a big pit would emerge, and he couldn't get up after stepping on it for a long time.

The mountain apes belong to the group, and they are very united with each other, and at this moment the boy killed one, as if he had stabbed a hornet's nest, and the group was excited to chase each with enough strength to eat.

The ancestors of the mountain ape have been here for generations, so naturally Jing Ming is more familiar with it.

After a while, the demon soldiers caught up, and it pulled the bamboo boy in its hand and threw it like a short spear, Jing Ming dodged it shortly at the same time, the long sword was also placed on the bamboo tube, and the bamboo tube was moved over with a skillful force, and it was thrown back to the monkey, and the monkey was directly nailed to the ground.

The green shadow of the bamboo in the air continues.

This time, the mountain ape learned to be obedient, did not shoot Jing Ming, but shot into the distance to block his front road, the young man's front road was blocked and the speed naturally slowed down, the demons pounced, Jing Ming twisted a sword, although the bones of the demon ape were strong, but they couldn't stop the old man Zhang's sword was extremely fast, and it was like chopping melons and vegetables, and the monkeys who killed were crying and calling their mothers.

It's also strange to say, the leader of the mountain ape roared angrily just now, but at this moment he was quite calm, and his eyes drifted into the distance many times, as if he was waiting for someone.

This made Jing Ming have a bad premonition.

The leader of the mountain ape, who can lay down a mechanism, and force Jing Ming to walk well, must not have any good farts in his head, and he will leave his back hand, Jing Ming is more and more afraid to stay for a long time, and he sped up his pace and fled to the depths of the jungle, the monkeys were scared of Jing Ming's killing, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while, the speed was a few points, the distance was also pulled away, and they escaped a hundred meters away in a moment's effort.

Jing Ming took a breath and replaced the qi in his body.

At this time, the air was slightly cold, but when I came to the edge of the forest, I could already see the misty snow-capped mountains.

When he landed, the young man's heart was more energetic, and his speed soared.

The good times didn't last long, and a flame figure quickly flew into the sky, and the leader of the mountain ape was overjoyed, and directly prostrated himself on the ground and bowed in their own words: "I have seen the Supreme King, Flame Venerable. ”

The figure in the flames pressed forward quickly, seeing that Jing Ming had already stepped out of the jungle with one foot, this kid didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick to find death, and he actually thought that he would be able to sneak out, but he turned his back and poured into the snowy mountain in a dashing manner, and he also grinned at the flames.

The secluded trail and the jungle are two worlds, and the jungle and the snow-capped mountains are also two worlds, and this step out can be regarded as detachment.

"Are you gone?"

In this fiery figure, a human voice is heard.

The young man's heart was inexplicably cold, but fortunately, the snow mountain was behind him and he could still feel a little at ease, before such a heart could be put down, there was a terrifying suction in front of him, and the heart that had nowhere to put it was completely pulled up, and his body was pulled farther and farther away from the snow, and he quickly leaned towards the flame figure.

"Human?" the Flame Man let out a startled voice and exclaimed in surprise, "It's really a human, tell me how did you get in?"

The closer he got to the flame man, the more Jing Ming felt his insignificance, as if he was looking up at a mountain.

Jing Ming bit the tip of his tongue in time, trying his best to resist this sense of insignificance, his eyes swept into the flames and wondered what kind of existence this was, his eyes were blurry, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The temperature around him was getting higher and higher, and Jing Ming's clothes were already burning.

Just when the boy thought that he was about to be melted, a huge figure appeared in the sky, and under the huge skull, the boy bit into it.