I saw that on the ground about ten zhang away from Wu Fan, bursts of disgusting dark green liquid rose under the swamp, and while the liquid was tumbling, dozens of huge tentacles the thickness of buckets continued to wave, surrounding several ancient barbarian monks. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The tentacles stretched all the way to the bottom of the swamp, so the tentacle itself was not visible, but it looked disgusting that there were so many giant tentacles covered with bowl-sized suction cups and some dark green liquid left from them.

At this time, the disciple of the Giant Sword Pavilion had already taken the giant sword he was carrying behind him into his hand, and when he waved his two hands, a layer of cold light appeared on the giant sword, and once a tentacle approached his body, it was immediately cut off.

As for the Xiao Wu of the Zhutian Pavilion, he didn't know when he had an extra disc-shaped magic weapon in his hand, and under the pinching of his hands, this disc continued to release red-gold pillars of light, and directly pierced the tentacles around his body.

Once these tentacles were pierced by the golden light, a burst of black smoke immediately emitted, and then they fell into the water, and on the other hand, Lin Ran of the Giant Sword Pavilion, although he waved his hand, he also cut off a lot of tentacles, but these tentacles only took a moment, and then the tip of the light flashed and became intact.

In this way, it is the magic weapon in the hand of this Zhutian Pavilion monk that plays a much greater role.

In the end, the two remaining ancient barbarian monks, Steward Ma and the Tong Lu who came out of Ling Tian Pavilion with Situ Meng, only pinched the trick with both hands, forming a shield to protect a few people inside, and they didn't mean to do much.

Wu Fan's mind was in a hurry, and he made a decision in an instant.

In any case, since he has joined this ancient barbarian clan, since other monks are in trouble, he can't sit idly by, otherwise once these ancient barbarian disciples return to the clan, and then add oil and vinegar to inform the clan elders of this matter, it is estimated that Wu Fan will not want to live in peace in the future.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan immediately condensed the mana in his body, and planned to step forward and kill this tentacle monster with several ancient barbarian monks, but Situ Meng beside him seemed to have the same thoughts as Wu Fan, and he also made a move, intending to go over with Wu Fan.

However, just as the two of them were about to leave, the swamp around them also tumbled, and then dozens of huge tentacles like the ones in front of them bounced up from the bottom of the swamp like lightning and suddenly pumped towards the two of them.

Seeing this, Wu Fan didn't want to fight at the moment, and his wrist flashed, and there was an emerald green bracelet, and then with a thought in his mouth, the emerald green bracelet on his wrist instantly turned into a slender silk thread, flashing slightly, and cutting off all the more than a dozen tentacles around.

And where the tentacles were cut off, there was no dark green liquid flowing out of the weird, and it was smooth as a mirror, and the green light on the entire tentacle flashed, and the original dark green tentacles flashed with a layer of turquoise light in an instant.

Then more than a dozen tentacles that were cut off by Wu Fan fell into the swamp together, splashing a dark green liquid, but fortunately, Wu Fan and Situ Meng dodged fast enough, so they avoided the end of being drenched in soup.

This bracelet is the trapped dragon rope he refined with that snake tendon last time, after Wu Fan went back, he fused the original dragon string silk and the trapped dragon rope together to refine it into a magic weapon, which not only made this trapped dragon rope more resilient than before, but once it was driven, it was even sharper.

In addition, this thing is made from a snake tendon of the Blue Shadow Snake, and it contains the poison of the Blue Shadow Snake, which can be regarded as the most powerful spiritual weapon in Wu Fan's hand now.

All this is a long story, in fact, from Wu Fan severing the tentacles around him, to the two of them dodging the green liquid splashed in the swamp, all this happened within a few breaths.

And seeing Wu Fan directly kill so many tentacles with a single blow, Situ Meng couldn't contain the horror in his heart, and looked at Wu Fan with an incredible face, as if he had seen some monster.

"What's that?"

Wu Fan didn't have time to pay attention to these at all, but instead narrowed his eyes, stared at the dark green liquid under the swamp, and asked in surprise.

When Situ Meng heard this, he was also in his heart, and hurriedly lowered his head and looked carefully in the direction Wu Fan pointed.

I saw that under the swamp, as the tentacles were cut off by Wu Fan, several huge corpses gradually emerged, like grinding discs, but their bodies were much larger than those of grinding discs, the size of more than a dozen grinding discs.

At this time, a layer of turquoise light flashed around these corpses, and the tentacles extending around their bodies hung weakly in the swamp, and there was no breath on their bodies.

"Miremon, it's this beast, it's a bit of a problem. ”

Situ Meng, who had been standing beside Wu Fan, seemed to recognize the origin of this beast at a glance, and let out an exclamation in his mouth, and his expression became cloudy.

"Mire Beast, what, depending on what Senior Brother means, it seems that this beast is difficult to deal with?"

Wu Fan obviously heard of this beast for the first time, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but look at the corpse in the swamp a few more times, and then turned his head and frowned and asked.

"This mire beast is just an ordinary second-order demon beast, if it is difficult to deal with, it is not really, but this beast is always in groups, and there will definitely be a mire king in the middle, it is estimated that it is at least a third-order demon beast, or even higher. ”

Situ Meng didn't hide it, and briefly told Wu Fan the origin of this beast.

After saying this, Situ Meng's expression also became worried, if it was just a third-order demon beast, he asked himself that it would not be difficult to defeat it if he joined forces with Wu Fan, but this mire beast was a group demon beast.

Once the Mire King really appeared, what they would have to face at that time would not be as simple as a third-order demon beast, but a group of second-order mire beasts and a third-order or even more powerful Mire King.

Wu Fan understood what Situ Meng meant in an instant, and his face became solemn.

And just as Wu Fan and Situ Meng were discussing the mire beast, the battle of the several ancient barbarian monks in front of them was also coming to an end.

Xiao Wu of the Zhutian Pavilion, at some point, sacrificed the disc magic weapon in his hand into the air, turning it into the size of a grinding plate, and golden light continued to shoot out from the disc, and then submerged into the swamp below.

The swamp below suddenly tumbled after the golden light entered, and then there was a strange sizzling sound, and then a corpse the size of a millstone floated from below the swamp, but the corpse was charred all around, and it looked like it could no longer die.

"Haha, Senior Brother Xiao's Qiankun Pan is worthy of being a spiritual weapon, and the power is actually as strong as this, Senior Brother will rest first, and the rest will be handed over to me and a few others. ”

Seeing this, the monk named Lin Ran of the Giant Sword Pavilion glanced at Wu Fan casually, laughed a few times in his mouth, patted Xiao Wu's shoulder, and exclaimed.

As for the disciple of Xutian Pavilion named Xiao Wu, his face was extremely pale at this time, and he seemed to drive this Qiankun Disk, draining all the mana of his body, and hurriedly took out a few pills from the storage bag and took them, and then sat cross-legged on the flying magic weapon and meditated.

And a few disciples of the Gu Barbarian clan glanced at Wu Fan and Situ Meng casually, and then ignored them.

Wu Fan didn't care about this at all, because in his perception, a sense of danger was gradually approaching, but the swamp at this time, after the battle, seemed to be quieter and quieter, and this strange silence also made Wu Fan's heart become more and more uneasy.