"What's going on before?" Shi Ming looked at the black shadow that was moving faintly under the roots of the tree and subconsciously touched his head.

"My God, is the ground a swamp? Why is it still moving?" Shi Ming slowly walked towards the black shadow.

The ground under the huge tree roots was too slippery. Shi Ming felt that his feet were sticky, as if he was stepping on some slippery liquid.

"Damn!" Shi Ming's soles slipped, and he fell to the ground in an instant, slid quickly towards the huge tree roots.

The place where the huge tree roots are located is like a big pit, with high surroundings and low in the middle, and dense black shadows below are not real.

As Shi Ming approached, he could already hear the dense sound of gnawing.

The bottom of the pit smelled badly, and countless huge snails crawled around him, making sounds.

Shi Ming only felt his head blank, and his whole body seemed to fall into the sea of ​​insects. The fishy smell made Shi Ming almost vomit.

The huge winding and flexible tentacles were constantly dancing, constantly capturing the breath of Shi Ming.

A sense of fear that was born confused them, as if ancient ancestors had crawled under that kind of creature, and huge fences were far away from Shi Ming, and a small open space appeared beside Shi Ming.

Shi Ming saw the worms away from him and sat on the ground in horror. He did not dare to move at will for a moment. He only saw many worms passing by quickly.

"These big worms seem to be uninterested in me. So these bugs should not eat people." Shi Ming patted his chest and held the long black knife tightly in his hand.

Shi Ming moved forward tentatively, and the huge windings moved away from Shi Ming. He suddenly remembered the strange monster he encountered while protecting the village.

"Does there be any special secrets on me?" Shi Ming looked at the thick tree roots not far away, "Since you're here, why not go over and see what's there. Fortunately, these bugs seem to be afraid of me, otherwise I might have turned into a pool of blood long ago."

Under the thick roots, Shi Ming looked up at the height of the tree, "What kind of roots are this? It's so thick, it's even thicker than the trunk on the ground."

Shi Ming carefully observed the thick and large tree roots, and saw gullies covered with thick and large tree roots, as if the roots were twisted and grown together.

There was a black squid on the thick tree roots, and Shi Ming couldn't see it clearly, but the black shadow on it suddenly moved, and a huge black shadow fell down, instantly smashing Shi Ming to the ground.

Shi Ming felt like a huge rock was pressing on his body, pressing heavily on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe and he couldn't make a shout.

Shi Ming only saw the hideous mouthpart facing him, and his body felt as if it was being stabbed by countless needles, and the pain was unbearable.

The huge mouthpart could easily swallow Shi Ming's head, and a fishy smell came, making Shi Ming almost fainted.

Countless long tentacles wriggled out of the mouthparts, licking the blood scabs on Shi Ming's face. A breath of fear from the soul came instantly, and the huge and ferocious fur wind fell into stagnation. Seeing this, Shi Ming hurriedly inserted the long black knife in his hand into the huge fur wind's body.

A powerful devouring force came from the black sword, and the roar, which was much larger than other similar types, let out a loud roar. Many roars began to move wildly, but none of them dared to approach Shi Ming.

The winding body instantly shriveled, and Shi Ming felt that the weight on his back was rapidly reducing.

A lot of energy and blood

The flesh essence was sucked in by the long black knife, and the vital energy emitted from the wound was extremely rich, and it could not dissipate like thick smoke.

The huge snail lost its life. Shi Ming pushed the snail away with force, sat on the ground and gasped.

"Damn it, I was almost crushed to death by this insect." Shi Ming only felt a scorching pain coming from his body. He reached out and touched it. There were rows of neat holes on the clothes on his back. It seemed that the crooked and sharp limbs stepped on Shi Ming's body and pierced many holes in Shi Ming's clothes.

Blood flowed out from many wounds on his back, soaking Shi Ming's clothes.

Shi Ming hurriedly used the Qingqi technique, and a faint blue energy appeared on the wound, slowly healing the hideous wound.

The black long sword seemed to have lost its movement. Shi Ming pulled out the black long sword, and the surroundings were covered with windings, and more and more.

Seeing that something was wrong, Shi Ming had to struggle to climb to the huge tree roots. He wanted to rely on the tree roots to rest for a while, but unexpectedly, the huge tree roots seemed to be illusory. Shi Ming's body fell and he disappeared into the huge tree roots.

...

"I have a deworming powder here, I don't know if it works." The old man took out a few packets of medicine powder from his arms.

"Didn't you understand where this place is when you come?" Yang Shihao said dissatisfied.

"This is just what I saw when I was reading ancient books by chance. I only found the entrance to the tree hole these days. I don't know anything about the situation below. Who knows that the tree hole is so big?" The old man said, looking at the many huge windings under the roots of the tree.

"Okay, okay." Yang Shihao waved his hand, "We can go there with this medicine powder, right?"

"Yes, it's just that when using the deworming sperm, most of the energy will be imprisoned." The old man said softly.

At this moment, a shrill roar came, and the black shadow below seemed like boiling water, instantly surging.

Yang Shihao was slightly stunned and saw the dark tide rushing quickly.

"This...what is this?" Yang Shihao murmured.

"Hurry, sprinkle the medicine powder on your body!" The old man quickly looked and sprinkled the medicine powder on himself in an instant.

Yang Shihao was slightly stunned, and hurriedly took the medicine powder and sprinkled it on himself.

The snails rushed over like a flood. Yang Shihao and the old man climbed on the roots of the tree, watching the huge snails under their feet moving wildly.

"What's going on?" Yang Shihao looked at the winding group below and said in horror: "Can our medicine powder hold on?"

"I don't know, what happened ahead?" The old man looked at the huge tree roots in front of him with a gloomy face.

The squid group moved wildly under Yang Shihao and the old man. Their scent was covered by the deworming and was not discovered by the squid group. The squid group just moved outside without any clue.

"It must be something big, something must have happened?" The old man looked nervously at the black torrent under him.

"Old man, give me medicine quickly!" Yang Shihao had already seen some snails seemingly slowing down, as if he was searching for something in confusion.

"The effect of this anti-worm powder is a bit short." The old man gave Yang Shihao two more packs, "I'll just leave one pack."

"Damn it, what the hell is this place? Why are there so many big snails?" Yang Shihao looked unlucky, "It's really unlucky."

The old man looked at the winding group beneath him and didn't say anything, not knowing what he was thinking.

The medicine of Deworming Powder passes quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the old man has already finished the last one

A packet was scattered on his body. When Yang Shihao was sprinkling the medicine powder, a wings crawled up. The huge tentacles touched the wound on Yang Shihao's leg. Yang Shihao suffered a pain for a moment, and the medicine powder fell to the ground.

"Damn!" Yang Shihao screamed that it was not good, and the effect of the medicine on his body had almost passed.

The winding group seemed to be unable to see the end. Yang Shihao felt despair and subconsciously looked at the old man beside him.

"Uncle Leng." Yang Shihao called out to the old man softly, "Look at the bottom."

Uncle Leng was quite surprised and subconsciously looked down at him.

"Go to die, old guy!" Yang Shihao's vitality surged in his hand, and he was about to push the old man into the winding group and find a way out for himself.

Uncle Leng's body protection energy flashed, and he swung his backhand and actually threw Yang Shihao down.

"Uncle Leng! I dare not do anything about Uncle Leng!" Yang Shihao shouted loudly, and the energy in his body seemed to be shackled and could not use it at all.

Uncle Leng poked his head gently and looked at Yang Shihao coldly: "Young Master, do you really want to treat me as a chess piece that you abandoned at will? You are the one I have grown up since I was a child."

Yang Shihao shook his head wildly. Uncle Leng's realm was far higher than that of him, which made him unexpected. He wanted to get out of trouble but he was in the end.

"I never dare to do Uncle Leng again! For so many years, save me!" Yang Shihao grabbed Uncle Leng's dry right hand tightly.

"Young Master, don't worry." Uncle Leng showed a slight smile on his face. Yang Shihao quickly laughed when he saw it.

Uncle Leng's hand suddenly loosened, and Yang Shihao's body suddenly fell down.

Yang Shihao's figure instantly disappeared into the crazy winding group.

When the winding groups dispersed, there were only a skeleton and a smelly liquid on the ground.

Uncle Leng looked at the winding group that was leaving and sighed softly.

The winding group under the huge tree roots had dispersed, leaving only the huge winding mummy, lying quietly in place.

Uncle Leng slowly leaned over, his expression became solemn in an instant, and he hurriedly looked around.

"Is this... King of Celestials?" Uncle Leng squatted on the ground and carefully observed the shriveled corpse on the ground.

"I was killed..." Uncle Leng looked at the knife edge of Feng Wen's body and couldn't help but feel cold on his back.

"Who!" Uncle Leng hurriedly got up and "Come out!"

No one responded, but there was a slight rustling sound behind the thick tree roots.

Uncle Leng wiped the fine sweat beads on his forehead, and his vitality surging in his hand, and slowly walked behind the roots of the tree.

A broken wing was twitching on the ground. It was supposed to be caused by the trampling of the same type when the insect tide broke out just now. Uncle Leng threw out a vital energy bomb and wiped the wing on it.

The space seemed to be quiet immediately, without a trace of noise, only a stinking smell reached Uncle Leng's nose, reminding Uncle Leng that the land was still winding just now.

Uncle Leng looked up at the huge tree roots, surrounded them for several times, but could not find the entrance, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Can the records of ancient books be lie, but the entrance is real." Uncle Leng looked up at the height, "Is it possible that it is on it?"

Uncle Leng walked to the thick roots and was about to climb the roots. A suction force suddenly came, and Uncle Leng's hand reached directly into the thick trunk. Uncle Leng's entire body was pulled in instantly, just like the scene where Shi Ming disappeared.

A long-lost tranquility appeared around the thick tree roots, as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!