If this person wasn't calling for help, it would be impossible to tell who it was just from their embarrassed appearance.
This opening was slurred and unusually stiff, as if he had an egg in his mouth, which immediately exposed his background.
These two are water tribe.
A total of nine monks in their group entered the ruins. I don’t know why the two of them were alone.
But what's the use of calling for help? The "senior brother" he calls has no time to take care of himself, so how can he spare his hand?
What's even more frightening is that his shout caused even greater trouble for them.
The sound wave was like a signal for a dinner party. The maggots that had condensed into the rockery pond and "waited for rabbits" instantly put away their phantom air bags. Under the guidance of the sound wave, they swung their huge and extremely flexible bodies across the sandy plain and swarmed towards the two of them. Come.
"Bo'erba, what are you shouting for!" The water tribe member with more magical power was furious.
"Senior Brother Ba'erbo..." The bald water tribe didn't notice the consequences of his actions, and wanted to say something else. The maggot that had repeatedly swallowed two water tribes before saw its companions snatching food, and it was obviously anxious. With a squeeze, he let out a loud roar at the seriously injured man.
Poor aquarium named Bo'erba, in the powerful air jet, it was like a bouncing ball, rolling randomly in the air.
Before he could stabilize his body, he saw the huge mouth full of fangs, swallowing it again.
In panic, Bo'erba could only change his flying posture to sink rapidly to avoid the piercing fangs, and his left and right hands transformed into powerful giant claws as big as a rose basket, waving with clicks.
However, the color of these giant turtles, which are as hard as fine iron, is dark, and the surface is full of colorful corrosion spots. Some of the corrosion spots have penetrated the carapace and penetrated deep into the flesh.
If it weren't for his pair of giant turtles, the two of them would not have been able to survive the critical moments of being swallowed by giant maggots over and over again. However, his efforts were not rewarded by his fellow seniors, and he only received an angry rebuke from Baerbo.
The maggot's mouth was like a closed fence. At the moment it was about to close, Bo'erba took advantage of the last ray of light and stared ferociously at the coelum flowing with thick venom.
Outside the sandy plain, Ba'erbo felt relieved when he saw Bo'erba's body submerged in the maggots, because the death of his kin would give him a rare chance to breathe.
He immediately released a flying fish and at the same time grabbed the tail wing of the flying fish and tried to leave the place.
But as soon as he walked out of the flying sand and dust, what greeted him was another huge mouth extending from the slanting thorn!
Seeing that the opportunity was not good, he sent the flying fish forward towards the big mouth at the critical moment.
He himself gritted his teeth and advanced instead of running away. He took out two harpoons and, like an agile leopard, stretched his body and pounced on the outer wall of the maggot's wriggling body.
He knew that he must not fall into the sandy plain, otherwise he would die without a complete body!
The moment Baerbo's hands and feet pressed against the maggot's body, the harpoon pierced the outer wall of the carrion-like coelenterate.
However, this seemingly soft maggot body is far from being as fragile as its appearance suggests. The harpoon weapon is like being stuck on a ball of cotton wool, without any force at all!
At the same time, a powerful counter-shock force came, causing his arms to hurt, and because he had nowhere to put his body, his body plummeted towards the sand!
This surprise is no small matter!
Ba'erbo's eyes widened in anger, and he used all his strength to thrust out more than ten times in succession with both hands, like wheels.
The tip of the harpoon pierced the outer wall of the maggot, making a "bumping" sound like beating a drum, but it still could not break the body.
After the maggot swallowed the flying fish, it was still savoring its aftertaste. No matter how long the reflex arc was, it finally felt pain.
The coel formed by its huge body forms a bulge starting from the head, and then it wriggles downward one by one.
Don't underestimate this bulge that looks slow but is actually advancing very fast. Like a giant moving mountain, it will soon arrive at Ba'erbo's position and give it a shot!
Ba'erbo took a sharp breath and gathered mana in his legs, trying to offset part of the elasticity.
But his little effort was like a worm shaking a tree in the face of the mountain of maggots bursting with elasticity.
He felt a "buzzing" in his head, and the world was spinning before his eyes. His tibia broke, penetrating the skin, and half of the bone was exposed.
Countless sand and stones caught in the texture of the maggot skin rubbed through Ba'erbo's body. His body was like a meat dumpling wrapped in blood-colored sesame seeds, making him even more injured.
Wild sand surged in all directions. Under the sandy plain, a huge cylindrical sack opened instantly. Under the forest's white fangs, the deep cavity was like hell.
This scene happened very quickly, from the moment the two water tribes appeared to being swallowed by the strange beast, it took less than half a stick of incense.
Yan Yun and the other four people could see clearly that they had no need to rescue the Shui Tribe, and they had no intention of rescuing them. At the same time, they were somewhat lucky.
To deal with this giant maggot-like beast, with its abnormal defense ability, attacking from the outside is like seeking death. The best time to kill it is to be swallowed by it.
All the methods Yan Yun had adopted before in the maggot's belly were faultless. Even the magic weapon was not corroded at all, and he escaped with the four of them.
The only mistake was that Yan Yun did not calculate that his main skill would be discovered by Fairy Qiuyan and others.
The human-faced vulture will soon pass over this land of slaughter that has just ended. With its height, there is nothing the manic maggots can do.
At this moment, Yan Yun's eyes flashed, and deep in his pupils, the longitude and latitude threads weaved two huge crab claws!
