"What?!" Apparently the spirit race with the mouse-like face couldn't help but want to jump up when he heard that the spirit-folding monster was pointing at him.
It was another companion who looked like a cat who saw the opportunity quickly and grabbed him. Only then did the rat-faced companion realize that everyone around him showed good intentions.
"You..." The rat-faced monk screamed and then stopped suddenly. Apparently he also realized that he was facing unknown dangers and that he had been abandoned by everyone.
But if he didn't do this dangerous job of exploring the path, he might be torn to pieces by everyone in front of him at this moment.
Therefore, as soon as he was halfway through his resentful words, he was interrupted by a snort from the spirit-folding monster, who said impatiently: "The more wordy the pursuers are, the faster they will come. We don't have much time to waste now!"
After speaking, he pointed to a mushroom-headed one and said, "You, go down with him!"
"This..." The mushroom head was originally the one who was still on the side and was the one who was gloating about the misfortune. However, it was instantly shriveled by the broken spirit monster with a finger. He had no choice but to follow the rat-faced one towards the inside. Go explore.
Unexpectedly, as the two of them were just looking inside, they heard two screams of "Ah! Ah!" after a while. Then I saw the Zheling Monster suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched it, and then pulled it outward.
In an instant, he pulled back the rat-faced one and the mushroom-headed one. It turned out that the spirit-folding monster was not willing to sacrifice all the people in front of him so easily, so he had already secretly arranged a method.
Sure enough, although the one with the mouse face was not saved, the one with the mushroom head was still alive and only lost half of his body and was saved.
"What's going on? What happened?"
Obviously, no one expected that the depth of darkness would be so dangerous, and they almost lost two spirit clans just after entering for a while.
It's just that everyone's focus was obviously on what they encountered, and they didn't care at all about the life or death of the mushroom head in front of them.
Only the mushroom-headed companion and the spirit-folding monster took action together to stabilize his injuries.
But just when the mushroom head had just regained consciousness, he could only hear countless rustling sounds, probably because his prey had been rescued by the spirit-breaking monster.
Then everyone saw what seemed like countless insect monsters about to emerge from the broken wall. "That's it...that's him, Chong...Chong Xiu!"
Sure enough, just as the rustling sound became louder and louder.
First, countless weird bugs were seen pouring out from the gap, and then a huge bug monster with the lower body of a bug and the upper body of a baby with a bellyband came out.
In addition to the upper body of a bellyband doll, this insect monster also has a human head exposed.
This human head seemed to be an old human cultivator, controlling the endless insect monsters and laughing: "There are so many Spirit Tribe people, children, you can have a full meal!"
Just as the old human cultivator was laughing, the spirit-folding monster saw that the contact object he had given to the other party was held in his hand, and he couldn't help but sneered secretly. It seemed that he was holding his communication device in an attempt to attract more spirits to devour him.
But what this veteran human cultivator didn't expect was that he had already tampered with this connecting object. More importantly, there was a low-key and terrifying existence like Hai Lanzhu behind him.
So when he saw how easily he had lured out the monster that had swallowed the bellyband doll, he couldn't help but smile happily, squeezed his hands, and pointed towards the broken wall.
There was only a "bang" sound, and under the pressure of a strong poisonous wind, countless shadows and black mist shrouded down, and there were even countless strange and detailed patterns in the black mist that were connected in twists and turns.
It felt like an all-encompassing toxin. Not only did Duotou cover the insect monster cultivator, these weird poisons even destroyed all the weird bugs he could cover.
For a moment, the old insect cultivator's roar of pain, the wails of countless insects, and the crackling sounds intertwined into a ghostly reverberation in the cave.
What the Spirit Tribe people didn't expect was that at first the two sounds were going hand in hand, but then one of them, the wailing and crackling sound, gradually went down.
The other kind of painful roar not only did not decrease, but instead roared like a beast. It gradually changed from the sharpness of a human voice to as rough as a beast's roar.
Listening to this voice, the Zheling Monster couldn't help but gradually changed from joy to a more cautious expression.
Although he did not expect that the method he had prepared before would be able to wrap up the old insect cultivator and all the insects under him so perfectly.
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It felt like an all-encompassing toxin. Not only did Duotou cover the insect monster cultivator, these weird poisons even destroyed all the weird bugs he could cover.
For a moment, the old insect cultivator's roar of pain, the wails of countless insects, and the crackling sounds intertwined into a ghostly reverberation in the cave.
What the Spirit Tribe people didn't expect was that at first the two sounds were going hand in hand, but then one of the wailing and crackling sounds gradually went down.
The other kind of painful roar not only did not decrease, but instead roared like a beast. It gradually changed from the sharpness of a human voice to as rough as a beast's roar.
Listening to this voice, the Zheling Monster couldn't help but gradually changed from joy to a more cautious expression.
Although he did not expect that the method he had prepared before would be able to wrap up the old insect cultivator and all the insects under him so perfectly.
What the Spirit Tribe people didn't expect was that at first the two sounds were going hand in hand, but then one of the wailing and crackling sounds gradually went down.
The other kind of painful roar not only did not decrease, but instead roared like a beast. It gradually changed from the sharpness of a human voice to as rough as a beast's roar.
Listening to this voice, the Zheling Monster couldn't help but gradually changed from joy to a more cautious expression.
Although he did not expect that the method he had prepared before would be able to wrap up the old insect cultivator and all the insects under him so perfectly.
Although he did not expect that the method he had prepared before would be able to wrap up the old insect cultivator and all the insects under him so perfectly.
