Shi Ming groped forward and walked, the damp and rotten smell became stronger and stronger.

He subconsciously took off the long black knife behind him, and gently wiped his fingertips, and a few drops of water dripped off.

"What the hell is this place so wet." A chill suddenly came, and Shi Ming couldn't help but tremble.

Shi Ming took out the fire note on his body, pondered for a moment and put it back, "If I light the fire note, if the birdman sees it, wouldn't I die in this ghost place? No, no."

"But..." Shi Ming still took out the fire broker and lit it a few times, "Why is there so much water in this broken place? It's impossible to lit it at all."

"I would have liked the glowing beads, but unfortunately I don't know where they were thrown." Shi Ming shook his head helplessly and continued to grop.

...

"Why is this ghost place so wet?" Yang Shihao took off the cloth strip on his forehead. The cloth strip was soaked in water. Yang Shihao twisted it a few times and threw it aside.

"I have never seen this place before, so let's be careful." The old man also wiped the water droplets that condensed on his face.

"No, my vitality has consumed a lot when fighting the winged snake before. Let me recover first." Yang Shihao sat cross-legged on the ground, a Yuan Ling Crystal Core appeared in his hand, and the pure blue vitality began to slowly flow towards Yang Shihao's natal vitality.

The old man turned his head and looked at Yang Shihao who had closed his eyes and absorbed him, and sighed softly.

The beads floating beside Yang Shihao suddenly moved, and Yang Shihao suddenly opened his eyes, "I'm looking for you little bastard!"

When the old man saw the slightly trembling beads, his eyes lit up.

Yang Shihao and the old man moved quickly.

"Young Master, hurry up!" The old man kept observing the situation around him, "This place is really weird."

"There is no such nonsense? This little bastard is fine if he runs around. What danger can he be there?" Yang Shihao said dissatisfied.

The vibration of the beads became stronger and stronger.

Yang Shihao sneered, and a playful look appeared in his eyes.

The vibration of the bead suddenly weakened.

The old man looked solemn, "No, you said that the child only had the realm of entering the mortal world. How could he move so quickly in such a place!"

"He must be blessed by the secret method, otherwise I can let him run away?" Yang Shihao increased his speed again, "The little bastard's vitality must have been consumed."

The old man had a trace of gloom on his face, but following Yang Shihao, Yang Shihao could not see any change in his expression.

The vibration of the beads floating beads beside Yang Shihao suddenly became strong.

"Hmm? This little bastard won't run away?" Yang Shihao laughed.

"No, he seems to be constantly approaching us." The old man watched the bead's vibration become stronger and stronger.

"Isn't that right? Let's wait and see." Yang Shihao smiled at the corner of his mouth.

The light of the bead seemed to be blocked by something, and it was a little dim, and it was quickly approaching Yang Shihao and the old man.

"No! How could that bead move against the ground!" The old man looked solemn, and the energy bullet in his hand was still ready to be fired.

Yang Shihao also noticed something was wrong and his eyes began to become serious.

A huge bug moved over quickly and ran to Yang Shihao and the old man almost instantly.

The body of the insect seemed to be pieced together one by one, with a length of more than two meters.

Body two

The limbs with many arthropods on the sides are densely packed, and the tentacles are very long and are dancing flexibly, as if they are catching the smell in the air.

With the light of the beads, you can clearly see the huge jaws of the big bug. The pair of compound eyes on the head are like black gems under the light of the beads, reflecting a misty light.

For a moment, the huge bug actually stopped where it was and was in a stalemate with the old man Yang Shihao.

"This... this is not a snail, is it?" Yang Shihao said softly.

The old man nodded and looked at the huge crooked belly with a misty light. He thought that the beads that were originally suspended beside Shi Ming were swallowed into his stomach by the huge crooked belly.

"That little bastard was probably not eaten by this bug." Yang Shihao sneered.

"I can't control this monster, so let's be careful." The old man said in a deep voice.

"It's noisy, old man, what can this monster have? Why can't it be two of them even if they can eat it?" Yang Shihao said dissatisfied.

The short sword in Yang Shihao's hand showed a faint green vitality, and it stabbed the huge winding head with one knife.

The huge winding body quickly shrank into a ball, twisting constantly, trying to struggle away from the short knife that nailed him to the ground.

"How simple, it's just this broken bug. It's a pity that my knife was dirty." Yang Shihao looked at the old man, "Let's go quickly, don't waste time."

"Don't you deal with this big bug?" the old man said as he looked at the huge wind that was struggling.

The huge winding body had stopped twitching, and countless limbs on both sides of the body were still shaking.

"No, this worm cannot survive." Yang Shihao squatted next to the big bug, "Look, this worm is probably dead, but the centipede insect is dead and not stiff. These legs are still jumping around randomly." Yang Shihao had just gotten up, and a wisp of venom spurted out of the huge worm's mouth.

Venom instantly corroded Yang Shihao's trouser legs. He panicked and quickly pulled his pants off, but the venom was still stained on his skin.

Yang Shihao's calves became red and swollen in an instant, and then they began to ulcerate.

The old man raised his knife and cut off the festered flesh of his calf. Yang Shihao suffered a pain and fell to the ground and moaned.

"Dog bastard!" Yang Shihao gritted his teeth and shouted, "This damn bed bug!"

The old man took out a bottle of medicine from his arms quickly and sprinkled it on Yang Shihao's wound.

The peeled meat had rotted into a pool of bloody liquid, slowly seeping into the ground.

"I've asked you to be more careful." The old man sighed softly.

The medicine powder had stopped the injury on Yang Shihao's leg. Yang Shihao moaned a few times and stood up again.

"Damn it!" Yang Shihao seemed to have a few more bloodshot eyes, and he looked at the huge windings on the ground fiercely.

The energy bullets hit the huge crest that was still twitching. The huge crest was smashed like mud, and a fishy smell was emitted.

Yang Shihao looked at the bead that was smashed into powder and mixed into the indescribable viscous object, and a sudden burst of anger rose.

"Be careful in everything." The old man said softly.

Yang Shihao did not respond to the old man, but just looked at the wind dead on the ground fiercely and said coldly: "Let's go."

The old man glanced at the crooked windings and continued to walk forward with Yang Shihao.

...

Shi Ming groped through the tree roots, and suddenly a feeling of warmth came.

Shi Ming's palm was so scared that Shi Ming hurriedly took back his palm.

"Damn, why is the root of this tree still warm?" Shi Ming shrank backwards.

He took out a Yuan Spirit Crystal Core from his arms, and after instilling the vitality, it would emit a faint light. This is his only lighting method.

Shi Ming slowly leaned towards the warm tree root with the Yuanling Crystal Core.

I saw two long tentacles dancing, and pairs of compound eyes emitting strange light under the faint light of the Yuanling Crystal Nucleus.

Shi Ming couldn't help but take a few steps back.

It was a huge snail.

The windings slowly approached Shi Ming, and countless pairs of limbs growing on both sides of the body were swinging in a very regular manner, and soon approached Shi Ming's body.

Shi Ming took a few steps back gently, and he aimed at one direction to madly use the storm of wind, and fled wildly.

The huge snail did not follow, and the long tentacles on his head were dancing gently, as if he was thinking about something.

"Oh my god, what's that thing?" Shi Ming patted his chest and gasped.

"Fengyan? Uncle San said that this thing will drill in as long as you see a hole." Shi Ming buckled his nose, "Crawled in through his nose, but such a big feng is probably broken."

"But, where is this?" Although Shi Ming did not have a magic weapon for lighting, he could still slightly see a huge shadow not far away in the darkness.

"Tree...root?" Shi Ming couldn't help but rub his eyes at the huge root that was thicker than the tree on the ground.

...

Yang Shihao and the old man were standing not far from the huge tree root.

"My God, is that... the root of a tree?" Yang Shihao looked closely.

The old man took out a bottle of spiritual liquid, applied it to his eyes, and handed it to Yang Shihao.

"What is this?" Yang Shihao took the spiritual liquid and gently applied it to his eyes.

The originally dark scenes turned into green and bright colors, and everything blurred became clear.

"Wow, why didn't you take this good thing out earlier?" Yang Shihao looked around curiously as if he had regained his eyesight.

"This thing is too precious, of course it's worth saving." The old man looked at the huge tree roots, "that place should be the place where the ancestors of An's family transformed the way."

"Go quickly." Yang Shihao's eyes became hot.

"Don't worry, look at the roots of the tree." The old man pointed below the huge roots.

Yang Shihao followed the look and saw many black shadows moving quickly on the ground.

The shadows are densely packed, and there is almost no place to stay.

"This... is this an old nest?" Yang Shihao couldn't help but feel a slap in his heart.

"Yes." The old man nodded.

"Then, how can we go down?" Yang Shihao looked anxious.

"Let me think about it." The old man stared at the densely packed huge windings and fell into deep thought for a moment.

"Didn't you say that this spiritual liquid is very sparse?" Yang Shihao said dissatisfied.

The old man did not respond to Yang Shihao, but kept thinking about something in his heart.

...

Shi Ming's whole body was stinging. While using the Wind Skill, his whole body was scratched by tree roots, and a lot of blood was leaked from many wounds.

"I will be fucked sooner or later." Shi Ming muttered and walked towards the huge tree roots.
Chapter completed!