Chapter Forty-Eight: Survival in the Water

As soon as the Spirit Devouring Rat King moved, Fengchen's eyes rolled, and he slowly moved his steps in a certain direction. The Soul Devouring Rat King was still chasing Xuan Ye and didn't notice this, so far, Fengchen was sure that Xuan Ye had really attracted all the attention of the Spirit Devouring Rat King. Fengchen exerted his force violently, and the speed increased in an instant.

At this moment, even the attention of the Spirit Devouring Rats was attracted by the battle between their king and Xuan Ye, which gave Feng Chen a great opportunity to take advantage of. The Spirit Devouring Rats formed an encirclement one by one, and Feng Chen jumped up directly and jumped over after stepping on their backs. After all, although there are many Soul Devouring Rats, the encirclement is too large, so there are only two or three floors in one place.

After jumping out of the encirclement, Fengchen did not choose to quickly widen the distance between himself and the Soul Devouring Rats, but unexpectedly ran towards the recess in the middle of the underground cavern. Soon, with a "poof", the sound of a huge heavy object falling into the water sounded, and the shadow of the wind and dust disappeared.

I don't know how many times I've rehearsed this set of actions in my mind, it's really like flowing water in one go. It wasn't until the sound of the splash remembered that the old sheepskin, Yan Yan, and Ran Yu figured out what was going on. While scolding Fengchen's cunning, he secretly regretted it, "Damn, I didn't think of taking the opportunity to run away just now." ”

"It's not too late, though. He comforted himself in the bottom of his heart, and the three of them immediately fled quickly in the opposite direction of the Spirit Devouring Jin Rat King. As for Xuan Ye, you have to live a little longer to buy us enough time!

Xuan Ye's side had to constantly deal with attacks from behind, so he needed to look back from time to time to observe the movements of the Spirit Devouring Jin Rat King. So by coincidence, he happened to see the scene of Fengchen escaping, and he was so angry that he was distracted, and he was almost shot in the head by the Spirit Devouring Jin Rat King. finally tried his best to distance himself, but he turned his head and saw the scene of the three of them fleeing for their lives.

"Poof"

One didn't hold back, Xuan Ye spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and the 10,000-point crit damage in his heart was indescribable.

The Spirit Devouring Jin Rat King, who was bent on tearing apart Xuan Ye, was finally noticed by the movement behind him at this moment. Looking back behind him, he saw that the behavior of the three of them was even more angry, but it didn't notice for a moment that there was one less wind dust that jumped into the water.

Then, the Spirit Devouring Rat King looked at the three people behind him and then at Xuan Ye in front of him, and after a little hesitation, he determined the target - Xuan Ye. Even if everyone else ran away, it would have tore this hateful creature apart. However, the others couldn't let it go easily, and the Spirit Devouring Rat King shouted, but he ordered the Spirit Devouring Rat Group to stop the three of them.

Xuan Ye saw that the Spirit Devouring Jin Rat King was attracted by the three people behind him and slowed down, and he just breathed a sigh of relief. But in just a moment, the Spirit Devouring Rat King no longer paid attention to his back, but pounced on him with even more rapid momentum. Obviously, this Spirit Devouring Jin Rat King will never stop if he doesn't kill himself, Xuan Ye really wants to cry without tears. Fortunately, although the pause just now was short, it finally widened the distance a little.

So, chasing and fleeing, a man and a beast quickly disappeared into the blurred light and shadow of the cave.

Not to mention whether the four of Xuan Ye can survive, they are in a lot of trouble at the moment when they escape by water.

With the cooperation of Xuan Ye and a few people, Fengchen has always been vigilant. Therefore, in the beginning, someone would "give" him an extra Violent Blood Pill. After arriving in the cave, he quickly noticed the river, and later took advantage of the opportunity to process the fur of the Soul Eater rat to determine that there was no major threat in the water. This retreat has been taken into my heart by the wind and dust, and now it really comes in handy. But the wind and dust are very sad.

Stimulated by the icy underground river water, the little remaining medicinal effect of the Storm Blood Pill completely dissipated. The sequelae of this over-stimulation of potential exploded, and the amount of power gained came at a great price. The ultimate sense of powerlessness, Fengchen felt that he was going to move his arms to carry the strength of his whole body.

If it is on the shore, it is fine, but the wind and dust are in a cold and biting underground river that flows extremely fast, and the wind and dust can only barely drink too much "bath water" when it falls in the water. Fengchen sadly found that if it continues like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before there will be one more water ghost in this world.

As soon as this thought appeared, Feng Chen was frightened, and accidentally tasted the taste of the river again. However, Fengchen didn't have time to taste it, but tried his best to raise his heavy arm, and swam to the shore in a standard dog-planing swimming position. But the wind and dust on the riverbank that felt so close that it couldn't swim through.

After almost squeezing out the little strength left in his body, Fengchen finally saw a little hope, but with hope came deep despair. What he discovered, a waterfall, a waterfall in front of this damn underground river. Just listening to the dull sound of the water, you can imagine the great difference in the fall of this waterfall.

The exhausted wind and dust finally failed to climb ashore, and "drained thousands of miles" with the turbulent water.

"Do I really want to be drowned so aggrieved today?" And then, and then there was nothing. The water wrapped around him and fell straight down, and the huge impact formed by the drop of dozens of meters was what the state of the wind and dust could withstand at this moment. Fengchen felt that it was dark in front of him, and he completely lost consciousness.

The turbulent river has not changed anything because of the input of the small "stone" of wind and dust, and it still flows according to its own trajectory, carrying its own guests.

I don't know how long it flowed, how far it went, but the river had changed from turbulent to gentle, and a fork suddenly appeared in the originally straight channel, and a small tributary appeared. In stark contrast to the gentleness of the main channel, this tributary flows into another pitch-black hole that acts like a passage to hell and extends deep underground. The water suddenly became turbulent here, as if it was attracted by something.

At the same time, a green light in the main channel suddenly changed its trajectory, and finally as the tributaries flowed into the dark hole, the green light flickered as if it had never appeared.

"Hiss"

In a dark space, the wind and dust woke up faintly, and it was impossible to tell whether it was awakened by freezing or pain. The lower half of his body was still soaked in water, and he had lost his intuition, and Fengchen's mind was still a little blurry, so he just subconsciously moved his body upward. The pain in my heart came from all over my body.

The pain slightly stimulated Fengchen's weakened nerves and lifted up a little spirit. Fengchen didn't open his eyes, it was too hard, and he didn't want to, he was too tired, too tired, not only physically exhausted, but also mentally exhausted.

For some reason, he wanted to lie down here and sleep deeply and never wake up again. Loneliness can expose the fragility of people's hearts the most, and a series of deaths to survive really bores him. But he knew he had to be strong.

The hatred in his heart never stops, as long as there is still a breath, he will never and must not give up.