At the first time when his body fell, Mo Qing secretly screamed in his heart, but because it happened too suddenly, and there were some inexplicable forces that affected his movements, he also fell.

After a brief panic, Mo Qing, who was ready to defend and attack, stared coldly at everything in front of him.

The feet were soft and sticky, soft, and there was a slightly surprisingly sweet smell in the air.

He sniffed it, and quickly held his breath, and at the same time let go of his senses, and looked around alertly.

Through his divine sense, he knew that he was in a small space, and the yellow sand that slipped above didn't know why, and it didn't fall too much before it stopped, so the inside of this space was quite spacious.

The space is about two zhang in circumference, and there are some objects that are not very clearly visible.

There was silence all around, and after a while, Mo Qing hesitated slightly, and with a movement of his hand, a fiery red fireball was thrown out.

Taking advantage of the fireball's rise into the air, Mo Qing could roughly see what was around him.

It was a nearly enclosed space, surrounded by a black-brown wall with some black slime and something like a pipe lined up in a row.

At his feet, too, it looks a little oozing.

However, he hadn't found anything dangerous in these for the time being, looking at the huge bulge wrapped in a thick layer of mucus not far away, Mo Qing was slightly surprised in his heart, and he didn't know what was covered underneath.

He hesitated slightly, and a white light rose from his right hand, and then a palm-sized white light chess piece appeared in his hand, which was the chess power in the Yin Yang Xuanqi Gong he had cultivated before.

He looked at the white-scaled shield that was blocking him, and with a flick of his finger, the chesspiece-shaped ball of light turned into a streamer of light that shot out of his hand.

In Mo Qing's guarded gaze, the next moment, he bumped into the surprised bulge.

The imaginary collision didn't show up or anything, just the disgusting liquid flying around.

Fortunately, Mo Qing had prepared for defense in advance, and all the liquid that had splashed over was isolated from the outside.

After the two chess pieces went out, one black and one white, the liquid there was almost cleaned.

Mo Qing's eyes, which were originally a little strange and vigilant, suddenly became a little confused and stunned after seeing clearly what was revealed.

There, it wasn't the flesh and bones he had imagined, but a bunch of storage bags and a lot of broken or dull artifacts!

It is precisely because of this appearance that he will have the look that makes him appear.

After a slight pause, he suddenly smiled, not knowing whether he was lamenting his good fortune or something.

Seeing these things, and thinking of the news of killing the mirage beast and the mirage eating people before, after this short thought, he had roughly guessed something.

If he didn't guess wrong, the space he was in now was the stomach of this mirage!

In the records about mirages that Mo Qing knew, there was no mention of the size of the mirage, but if you think that a demon beast that can make such a big movement, the body should not be small.

Now that he found out that this space was actually the stomach of a mirage, he was even more sure of his guess.

The reason why he himself entered this guy's stomach was probably because the stomach that was hidden under the sand was inadvertently broken by the numerous attacks just now, but it was not completely cracked.

And when he walked around from here, the weight of his body pressed his already broken stomach open, so he fell down in a daze.

As for the storage bags and many magic weapons in front of me, it is estimated that they were left behind by the unlucky ghost who was devoured by this guy before.

According to the long lifespan of the demon beast, this guy can become a third-order demon beast, and he has a lifespan of at least hundreds of years, and it is normal for the things that have been devoured for so many years to be put together with such a scale.

These magic weapons look different from old to new, some are intact, some are broken, and from this point of view, the span of time will definitely not be small.

In the past, Mo Qing seemed to have heard that some mirages would not devour the magic weapons on the monk's body, and he didn't care much about it at the time, but now it seems that this news is not accurate.

With this thought in his heart, he walked up to him, a little excited and a little wary to deal with the multitude......

Outside, the silver moon hangs high, and the cold air spreads with the boundless night.

A group of four black shadows quickly ran down from the sand beam in the distance, and then rushed desperately to the place where there was still a jungle just now.

Several of them had different expressions, some excited, some nervous, some wary, but more of them were similar to the kind of frenzy when the prey was about to arrive.

They sped fast across the soft, unwarm sand, a distance of more than three miles, which was not too far for them, and in a moment they were approaching their destination.

Because the mirage didn't rest for too long, and they had to leave here quickly after getting Mo Qing's things, and distance themselves from the mirage, so that the mirage wouldn't clean them up after recovering, so they were very fast.

When approaching here, the leader waved his hand twice in the air, and the few people behind him immediately dispersed silently, and surrounded there in a semi-encircled shape, with almost no sound between actions, and the cooperation between several people was extremely skillful.

"What is this!" The man who was rushing to the front suddenly stopped, and a low voice came out, and the expression on his face was uncertain.

Following his gaze, it was four wolf-headed puppets more than a dozen feet away.

Under the moonlight, the wolf-headed puppet has some tall and hideous bodies, looking a little scared, and in their consciousness, there is a terrifying mirage here, and at this time, when they suddenly see such a strange thing, they naturally can't help but be shocked.

At the same time as he stopped, the two fiery red hook-like magic weapons in his hands were also raised at the first time, facing the one closest to him.

The rest of the people also found out about this, and their reactions were similar to this one's.

But after waiting for a while, they found out that these four strange things were actually dead things, and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"I guess it's something left by that kid to save his life, rich kid, that's it......"

"There is no danger ......"

"Hurry up and get what the little cub left behind......"

After a while, the group whispered a few words and decided not to pay attention to the wolf-headed puppets for the time being.

Underground, Mo Qing, who was packing up the storage bag, turned a little strange.