It was Sun Cheng who woke up before he was born, and after learning the cause and effect from the village chief, he went crazy.

Looking at his inhumanoid body, thinking of all the things before, he completely transferred his hatred for Heihuang to these innocent villagers, although he was seriously injured, it was definitely not something that mortals could fight against.

There was no reason for this, and the cold blade of the sword was aimed at the two young men who were leading the way.

With a sword roar, the two dead bodies fell to the ground!

Ji Lingxuan saved the lives of the two, and Hei Huang also saved the lives of the two, but this time there was no one to protect them.

Who would have thought that the killer was not a brutal and cold-blooded monster, but an 'immortal' who was given hope by the villagers.

Screams of terror and aura fluctuations, these tiny vibrations were fatal to the ghost-faced centipede, which was also underground, and it came to the deep well village with laughter!

The moment the accident happened, Sun Cheng, who had cultivated the Qi Realm, immediately noticed that he felt that his soul was trembling, and he subconsciously hid in the crowd, but it was a pity that even if he hid it well, the grimaceous centipede still found him.

"Ah...... It's so fragrant, and sure enough, the flesh and blood of the cultivators are the best delicacy......"

The ghost-faced centipede made an intoxicated and perverted voice, its huge body trembling, as if it was looking at a precious treasure, ignoring Sun Cheng's cries and curses, and slowly sending him into its mouthparts.

"......Uhh I don't want to die, wrong, I was wrong!"

Click......

The howl came to an abrupt end, replaced by a chewing sound coming from the mouthparts of the grim-faced centipede, and the flesh was minced and swallowed into its belly, and it raised its huge hideous head and let out a comfortable moan, "Ah...... It's not enough, I'm hungry, I'm hungry. ”

It glanced at the staring villagers, as if they were looking at garbage, and turned to crawl towards the battlefield from behind, "It's disgusting, I don't have an appetite at all......

The villagers don't even qualify as food, which can't be described as sad, but for them they don't care about it, because they see the hope of life, and they have a twisted smile on their faces that is worse than crying.

"Giggle......

In the next breath, in that strange laughter, this last hope was completely shattered, the ghost-faced centipede is very picky about food, but those ordinary centipedes that have not yet opened their minds only have the instinct to bite and devour.

They are not picky eaters......

"Dad!Mother!Help me ......"

"Tiger Egg...... Nope!"

"Help, who...... Who's going to save us?"

Click, click!

At the moment, the picture that happened in Hei Huang's eyes said that it was hell, but he didn't even blink his eyes, he looked at all this directly, and a few words popped up in his mind inexplicably, "They eat so deliciously......

Countless centipedes poured out of the deep pit, and a few hundred people were simply not enough to stuff their teeth, and in the blink of an eye, all the corpses of the villagers were gone!

The old man, who should have enjoyed his old age in peace, was also eaten, but half of his head was left, his dead pupils seemed to be looking at Hei Huang, and there was still a cloudy tear on his wrinkled face.

Hei Huang watched, kept watching the ghost-faced centipede go away, the deep pit collapsed and no more centipedes crawled out, and an army of tens of thousands of centipedes quietly outflanked from the rear of the battlefield.

It wasn't until there was a dead silence that Hei Huang, who looked sluggish, slowly came back to his senses, and he was just about to walk out of the corner, when he suddenly heard a rustling sound in the dense forest not far away, accompanied by sobbing and a few panicked footsteps.

It was Ji Lingxuan and the four of them, they staggered and came to Shenjing Village.

The girl's face turned pale and she didn't say a word, Tie Niu clenched her fists, blood dripping from her fingers, and she was silent.

Ding Tiancheng looked at the blood stains on the ground and some remaining rotten flesh and bones, and couldn't help but feel nauseous and vomiting.

"Senior Brother Sun......" As for Zhao Ya, she collapsed directly to the ground, covering her head and crying bitterly.

The four of them also arrived here not long ago, but like Hei Huang, they couldn't get closer because of fear, and they saw everything with their own eyes.

Looking at the shocking in front of them, the brains of the four people were still blank.

Sun Cheng is dead?

Ji Lingxuan shuddered suddenly, even if she saw it with her own eyes, she still couldn't believe this fact, even if she hated the young man's style of acting, but after all, several people had known each other since childhood, if there was no affection, then it would be false.

"If you can arrive earlier, Sun Cheng ...... Sun Cheng wouldn't be dead!" Tie Niu's eyes were bloodshot, and he pounded his chest and roared, "That black dog, it's all to blame on that black dog! If it weren't for it, Sun Cheng wouldn't have had an accident!"

"Interesting?"

Ji Lingxuan's face was expressionless, her voice was very cold, and she said, "Do you know how many people would die without that black dog?"

"There's no time for us to blame ourselves and grieve now, you also saw that grimace centipede just now, we must inform the elders of the various peaks of the situation before it, and when it is completely outflanked before and after, it will be too late!"

The Cult of the Primordial Saints miscalculated the terrible extent of this calamity.

They originally had no fear, because of their strong background, they were proud, and they felt that this was nothing more than a disaster for mortals, how could they think that the horror that Hei Huang saw in the nameless mountain range had not really come!

Enduring their grief, the four of them galloped away from the other direction, making a detour to rush to the battlefield before the ghost-faced centipede, and at the same time using secret techniques to ask for support from the Yuan Shengshen Sect.

After they left, Hei Huang came out of the corner, he dug a pit, and after looking for a long time, he could only bury half of the village chief's head.

Sighing, his heart churning with unspeakable discomfort, wondered if the villagers had regretted it until the end, had they ever prayed that he, a cruel and cold-blooded monster, would come back to save them.

These black brilliance will never know.

"Is this really predestined? Is it really not because of me?"

Hei Huang left, he also wanted to go to the battlefield, but he didn't choose to take a detour, but followed behind the ghost-faced centipede, the so-called most dangerous place is the safest place!

Thundered!

The frontal battlefield became more and more tragic, and it was not until more than a hundred disciples were killed and injured that the red-eyed Wufeng Elder realized that something was wrong.

Too much!

There were so many centipedes that several elders even wanted to rush into the poisonous mist to see what was still hiding behind it.

But they couldn't get out of the battlefield at all, they were foundation building period cultivators, but even then they felt strained, not to mention the disciples of Wufeng, in such a fierce battle without the slightest respite, they had already reached the limit and couldn't support it for too long.

"What's going on, why does the old man always have a sense of foreboding?" The sword-wielding elder is still strong, and the sword qi sweeps across the battlefield like a rainbow, but his heart is always covered with a layer of haze, and there is always a feeling of impending disaster.

"Whew!"

On the other side, the white-haired elder was still struggling to support, his face was like white paper, and even blood was spilling from the corners of his eyes, and every time the molten giant under him erupted, his aura would be like a point.

The Molten Giant comes from the treasure art he has cultivated, and it is very powerful, especially in the current situation, it has fully exerted its full power, and it is simply an immortal weapon of war.

But even as a foundation monk, he couldn't last long, because the molten giant's body was already covered with cracks, and it could collapse at any moment.

The battlefield is changing rapidly.

Everyone realized that they were gradually falling behind and began to be suppressed by each other!

And the real crisis is quietly approaching from the rear, and the grimace centipede has cut off everyone's way out......