"It's the thing Mo Xuanchen... is looking for!?"

Feng Chenglin suddenly felt energetic and his eyes lit up.

"Did that mean that as long as we speed up, we can catch up with him!"

Ling Luoyu clapped and stood up: "What I'm worried about is not whether I can chase him..."

Dingmiao took a breath: "He didn't know that we were here, so he wouldn't wait for us... If he took that thing away, then for self-protection, these formations would collapse..."

"Collapse?" Feng Chenglin quickly looked at the floating corpses: "Just say...will this thing really jump up and bite us?"

"What do you think? They are all one..."

“…”

Feng Chenglin Gan Gan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his eyes couldn't help but aim at the floating corpse under his feet.

"This thing looks lifeless, but if you really take a bite...ah..."

He suddenly screamed and subconsciously retreated.

The temple behind him was unable to be defended and was hit directly.

"you……"

As soon as he slipped under his feet, he fell into the floating corpse.

"Ding Temple..."

Ling Luoyu quickly grabbed Dingmiao's shoulder and pulled it out of the water.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Ding Temple spit out a sip of water, which was so disgusting.

"Feng Chenglin, what are you doing?"

Feng Chenglin stood there with a look of haunting look on his face, pointing at the floating corpse under his feet: "Yes... it's this thing... he suddenly opened his eyes..."

Decision of the temple: "..."

Are you fucking an illusion again?!

How could the dead bodies that have been dead for many years open their eyes?

"Feng Chenglin, are you fighting with your eyes?"

Ding Temple was speechless, supporting one side with both arms, jumping out of the water.

With the "slam" sound, his body, which had just emerged, froze suddenly.

Ling Luoyu was already shaking his hands and getting up, but when he saw his movements, his eyes suddenly sank.

"Ding Temple..."

Before he finished speaking, Ding Temple's body suddenly fell down.

"I've suffered..."

Ling Luoyu hurriedly raised his hand to grab it, but grabbed it in the air.

Dingmiao seemed to be trapped by something, like a huge rock that sank into the water.

"Fuck..."

Feng Chenglin didn't care about the eyes of the dead body and hurriedly came up.

"What's wrong? Why did he go down again?"

"He was dragged down!"

"Pull it down?"

Feng Chenglin subconsciously knelt on the edge of the water, looking at the bubbling water surface.

"Who pulled it down? Could it be those dead bodies?"

On the turbid water surface, a floating corpse's face appeared and faintly appeared in the rotten grass.

When Feng Chenglin looked carefully, his eyes opened and looked at him in a strange way.

After a moment of shock, Feng Chenglin suddenly took action.

"Bang!"

A fierce punch hit the floating corpse in the face.

"Damn, you really think I'm afraid of you..."

The floating corpse was under force and fell down in circles, stirring the rotten grass and shaking it, and it was even more impossible to see the figure of Ding Temple clearly.

"What about the one with the surname Miao? You won't drown just now, right?"

Feng Chenglin was about to start fishing, but Ling Luoyu held his wrist with one hand.

"Don't do it! These rotten weeds will pull you down!"

The rotten grass lingers on the floating corpse, as if a pair of hands were stirring and rotating.

"What should I do?"

Feng Chenglin looked at the bubbles on the water.

"I feel that kid can't hold on for too long..."

The bubbles were already messy, which means that Ding Temple could not hold on under the water for too long.

"I'll do it..."

Ling Luoyu poured out the Chaos Yuan Spirit, released from his fingertips, and invaded directly under the water.
Chapter completed!