From the man in black falling to the ground and dying to being bitten into a pile of white bones by the dead gray bugs, it was only in the blink of an eye. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Such a weird and terrifying scene made everyone stunned and shocked.

Those dead gray insects two fingers thick swept in like a wave, and countless small sounds converged together, like the beating of war drums, and like a torrent of mountains.

The pony woke everyone up with a word, and they all unfolded their bodies and ran towards the stone gate. A few of them were inadequate, and in an instant they were overwhelmed by the gray wave, screaming and struggling forward, and in a few moments, they became a walking skeleton, and the bones fell and fell all the way.

Dead gray bugs kept pouring out from under the pile of bones, seemingly never-ending, piling up and surging, more and more, accumulating thicker and thicker, and gathering from all directions.

At this time, I have only reached the halfway point of the deep pit, and there is no way to advance or retreat. The team of forty or fifty people struggled in the tide of dead gray, and there was a possibility of being submerged and swallowed at any moment.

The pony waved his torch, and the insects retreated, and the torch passed and quickly gathered back. Under the light of the fire, you can clearly see the gray insect waving its front feet like claw, and several circles of sharp and thin teeth in the mouthparts that are split into four petals keep wriggling, making a piercing "swish" sound.

Forty or fifty people each exerted all their skills, and for a while, the sword light and sword shadow were permeated, and the fist wind and palm strength were scattered, but in the face of the endless wave of terror, how could they resist it?

Insects are piled up layer after layer, and they are inexhaustible to kill and drive away. Countless insects have eaten their feet from under the bones. In the rush to save himself, he was tired of coping with one thing and the other. From time to time, people turn into bones in the screams.

The torches flickered in the fighting, getting weaker and weaker, and tended to be extinguished. Once the fire is lost, it is completely in a desperate situation.

The circle shrank and narrowed, and the shadow of death hung over everyone's hearts and lingered.

"Pony, if you don't think about retreating, I'm afraid you'll have to see Hades today. Shanyuan roared, and the stick in his hand danced in a whirlwind, and the gray worm crackled and fell apart everywhere the stick passed.

"These insects can't help you, monk, you take Brother Wen out. The pony exclaimed, good fate was invulnerable, and the dead gray bugs, although terrifying, could not hurt him.

"Okay, let's meet at the stone gate, scholar, let's go. "Good karma carried warmth, opened the way with a stick, and rushed forward.

"Two seniors, break through separately, if you don't leave, I'm afraid you won't have a chance. Xiao Ma said to the old man Wuwei and Murong Yunxuan.

"Brother Yunxuan, you and I haven't seen each other for twenty years, so let's compare the last one today, how about seeing who arrives at Shimen first?" said the old man Wuwei, sweeping out the three-foot pure land with a move of "Ten Thousand Miles of Wind".

Murong Yunxuan slashed out a palm, blasted the insects in front of him away, and said, "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, Yun Xuan also has this intention." ”

"Yu Xin, upper skeleton. The pony grabbed Murong Yuxin's left hand, pointed his toes on the ground, and rose into the air and landed on the backbone of a poisonous lizard. The skeleton shook and crumbled.

The whole pit was full of poisonous lizard bones, and in addition to the messy and scattered, there were still some intact skeletons standing upright. Now it is the only place in the pit that has not been flooded by insect waves.

When the skeleton was scattered, the two ponies had already jumped on top of another skeleton with their strength, so that the three of them rose and fell, and they were more than ten feet closer to the stone gate.

Everyone in the Blood Hall did the same, scrambling to escape. As soon as the defensive line was broken, the last few feet of security area completely fell.

The skeleton was already shaking, and it was trampled by the black-clothed man who fled in panic, pulling and pulling indiscriminately, and fell down one after another. Scattered bones and desperate and terrified men in black drowned in the raging sea of worms.

The pony led Murong Yuxin all the way up and down, and saw that there were still seven or eight zhang left to reach the stone gate. At this time, the skeleton in front of it was crushed by the swarming insects, and there was no way to borrow strength. And the only intact skeleton under his feet, thousands of insects are crawling up.

There is no way out! Seven or eight feet away may be able to try it with the light skills of a pony, but now he is completely unsure of the two of them.

The pony looked back at Murong Yuxin, and was about to speak, when his feet shook, and the skeleton suddenly toppled over. didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up Murong Yuxin, kicked down, and swept towards the stone gate.

When he touched the edge of the pit, the pony reached out and grabbed the rocks on the edge of the pit, but the stones loosened, and the two fell into the sea of worms.

In a desperate moment, the white shadow flickered, Murong Yunxuan hurriedly chased after him, and struggled to lift it in mid-air, throwing the pony and Murong Yuxin onto the edge of the pit, but he fell towards the sea of insects and disappeared in an instant.

"Second uncle...... Murong Yuxin exhaled sadly, and hurriedly looked at the deep pit.

A strange change suddenly occurred in the deep pit, and the insects where Murong Yunxuan fell retreated, leaving a vacant space more than a square foot. He walked up the slope, and everywhere he went, the insects consciously avoided it.

The pony and everyone in front of the stone gate are inexplicable, and it feels really incredible. It was just a split second, why did those bugs react so differently?

"Second uncle, are you okay? It turns out that you have a way to deal with those insects, and you don't have to get out of danger so hard if you knew it. As soon as Murong Yunxuan came up, Murong Yuxin said.

"I also thought it was strange that when I fell just now, those insects surrounded me and bit me, and I thought to myself that I would definitely die this time, but I didn't expect those insects to avoid it. "Murong Yunxuan's whole body was covered in blood, and in just a moment, he had been poisoned by hundreds of insects.

Wen Wen said slowly: "Blood! Those insects must be avoiding the blood of their predecessors." "Murong Yunxuan tried the poison himself, his blood was already extremely poisonous, and it was natural for those insects to hide.

Warmth continued: "According to my guess, these bugs are food for poisonous lizards, and the bone layer is where they breed, and we guessed that the animal bones were left over from feeding poisonous lizards, and it seems that we were only half right. ”

Pony asked, "You mean, the Zhurong clan lured out the gray worms for the poisonous lizards to hunt by stocking these livestock?"

"It should be like this, but Taoyuan Village suffered a catastrophe, and after the poisonous lizards perished in the fight against each other, these insects had no natural enemies, and they flooded for more than ten years. ”

Shanyuan was speechless: "The number of this insect is also too amazing, if it gushes out from that crack, the birds, beasts, insects and fish of the entire Tianmu Mountain will be devoured, and none of them will be spared." ”

"There's no need to worry, one is that these insects are afraid of light, and the other is that they can't get out of this pit. Did you notice just now, those insects climbed three feet from the edge of the pit and then retreated, without taking half a step?

"I guess it must be the ancestors of the Zhurong clan who buried the secret medicine of insect repellent around it. to prevent the gray worm from wreaking havoc. There are so many mysteries in this clan. I don't know what the situation is when I pass through this stone gate, but it is really frightening step by step. ”

After the sea of insects, nearly half of the Blood Hall was damaged, and the survivors were all afraid and fearful. Although the warmth said that those insects could not get over the deep pit, they still stayed here and finally felt hairy in their hearts.

After a short rest, the Grimace Hall Master urged him to move on.

The stone gate was more than three feet high and two feet wide, and the pony looked at it, but there were no buttons, and it seemed that it could only be opened from the opposite side. I think that the Zhurong clan domesticated the poisonous lizard here, if it wasn't for the crack in the ground, how could it enter the altar from here? The stone gate was only afraid of weighing 10,000 catties, how could it be forcibly opened?

was thinking about it, but he heard the grimace hall master say, "Rip the earth, open the door." ”

"Yes. Out of his men came a diminutive man in black, holding a strangely shaped tool in his hand, like holding a toothed shovel upside down, and the tip was a shape that looked like a hammer rather than a hammer, and a chisel rather than a chisel.

The black-clothed man approached the stone door, put his ear to the door, and chiseled on the stone door with that strange tool, sometimes closing his eyes, sometimes frowning, or shaking his head and muttering to himself, and touching his chin through the black scarf. It was both serious and a little funny.

"Pull the wood, come on, come on, do me a favor. Ripsoil beckoned to a tall, lanky man in black. That man is ridiculously tall and ridiculously thin, and he can get rid of a bamboo, maybe it would be more appropriate to call it "pulling bamboo".

At the behest of the Grimace Hall Master, Pullwood walked to the side of the rippling earth, and naturally lifted him up and put him on his shoulder, it seemed that their cooperation was not once or twice, and they had already had a tacit understanding.

The torn earth was pounded for a while, and then he chiseled in one place a few times with the sharper end, and then knocked it with the rough and blunt end, and pulled the wood and carried him back a few steps.

Then a slight sound was heard, and then the sound became louder and continuous, and the cracks in the place where it had just been struck spread out like a net. The Shimen Sutra, which weighed more than 10,000 catties in the dust, was actually split into a pile of rocks with the power of a hammer.