A small blue-black hand quietly stretched out from the crack in the tiankeng, and grabbed the seven inches of the green spirit Gu.

This hand is small, like a child's hand. Skinny, each finger is like bone covered with dry skin, not so much a hand, more like some kind of sharp weapon. It penetrated deeply into the Qingling Gu's body easily, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't get rid of it.

"Hiss—"

The hiss of Qingling Gu became weaker and weaker, and his body gradually became shriveled. It was as if all the blood in his body was going to be absorbed by this hand. It struggled with all its might, its soft and powerful tail wrapped around its blue and black wrist, twisting tightly. But there was a film invisible to the naked eye on that hand, it could hurt the Green Spirit Gu, but the Green Spirit Gu couldn't touch it, there was nothing to do but be killed by it.

"hiss!"

boom!

A hoarse and anxious hiss and a bang sounded at the same time, the python spirit discovered the crisis of the green spirit Gu, and immediately slammed into it with all its strength without hesitation. It was like a gigantic bowling ball slamming into the little green and black hand. The strange thing is that the little blue and black hand, which the green spirit Gu couldn't touch no matter what, was successfully knocked away by the python spirit!

Withered fingers that were as sharp as knives were pulled out, and the weak green spirit Gu was thrown out, barely falling behind the python spirit. There are five **** deep holes in its seven inches. The whole snake has shrunk to the thickness of a baby's wrist, and its eyes are terrified. It will be completely sucked up and dissipated after a while. Looking at the python spirit standing in front of him, Qingling Gu tried his best to raise his upper body, opened his fangs in the gap of the sky pit, and assumed an attacking posture.

The opponent is extremely powerful, and it is the most stupid to escape alone. Only by fighting side by side can there be a chance of survival until the arrival of the master.

But the python spirit flicked the tip of its tail and pressed it down. The black and huge body blocked between the cracks in the tiankeng and the green spirit Gu, not only to protect the green spirit Gu, but also to block all its attack paths.

The severely injured Qingling Gu was so dazed that he couldn't get up for a while. If Wu Rong arrived at this time, he would be able to see that facing the small blue-black hand protruding from the gap in the tiankeng, the python spirit was not even half vigilant, but was extremely excited, like a big dog that finally saw its master, I can't wait to flick the tip of my tail to vent my unconcealable excitement.

It cautiously leaned over, rubbing its head against the blue-black little hand. He tried to open his mouth again, and held the green and black fingertips in his mouth, trying to pull him out of the crack. Obviously the python spirit looks ugly like a monster, but it is very gentle and careful when doing this movement, like a tiger sniffing a rose.

But in the next moment, the painful hiss of the python spirit resounded through the canyon, and dirty black blood fell like pouring rain. The small blue and black hand was still in place, holding a small black fang that was as long as an arm.

It broke the python spirit's fangs.

The dirty blood washed away the mobile phones that Python Ling had tried so hard to pile up on the edge of the crack, corroding and swallowing them all. Evil killing intent and greed are like a sharp arrow, pointing directly at the green spirit Gu that bites the tip of the python spirit's tail and drags it back.

[Quetzalcoatl, get out of the way]

The gloomy and low voice, like the vibration of the devil's chest, overwhelmed the sound of the full moon wind. Only the most evil beings who are equally polluted can understand. When the sound sounded, the mountains around the canyon made a final series of crackling noises, and then the faint red light disappeared completely. The black mist covered the moonlight, stars, and sky like a veil, and the entire canyon seemed to be shrouded in an airtight black steamer.

That is unimaginable, endless horror and evil.

When the darkness completely enveloped this place, the small hand in the crevice of the tiankeng stretched out without a sound. Originally, it only reached the wrist, but now half of the forearm stretched out of the crevice. The black and withered skin is still intact at the wrist, but there are traces of being bitten by ferocious beasts all over the lower part. The remaining skin and flesh are loosely attached to the weak bones, but no one will feel that it is fragile.

The existence under the tiankeng crack is very evil and very powerful.

The python spirit reflexively obeyed his orders, as if this was an instinct engraved deep in the soul. It moved its huge body in a daze, and subconsciously took away the green spirit Gu bitten on the tip of its tail, and still blocked it.

[Get out of the way, Quetzalcoatl. 】

The terrifying and evil voice sounded again, the black mist became thicker and thicker, the canyon could not be seen, and it was as black as ink.

【Anyone who defies me will die. 】

This time the python spirit understood, what he wanted was the green spirit Gu. Spiritual creatures with pure and strong anger are unbearable temptations for any polluted creatures.

But this time the python spirit didn't move away, it trembled slightly, but it didn't obey the order.

When Wu Rong arrived, a thrilling scene was taking place in the canyon. The huge python spirit was thrown into the air, its body collapsed and shattered, and it exploded like a rain of dirty blood. In the process of falling, the blood rain and pieces of meat gathered together again, and condensed into a smaller circle of python spirit.

Although it was barely condensed into shape, the body of the python spirit was covered with terrifying cut scars, just like an eel that had been disemboweled and dismembered. Except for the flesh on the back, which was still intact, other places were full of thick pulp that was loose and lost its elasticity. Rotten meat. Those dark red eyes were pitch-black, sunken, and no longer had the slightest brilliance.

It was fatally injured, even the last time Fu Qing chopped its body into minced meat, it was not as serious as this time. The original spirit of the python was seriously injured, and someone destroyed the python bone! In a blink of an eye, the python spirit was about to fall into the canyon again, thick black resentment and filth congealed into spikes, vicious and vicious were waiting under the python spirit's head, trying to string it to the end. This will be a fatal blow!

But the python spirit didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, it clearly knew that the murderous intent to take its own life was coming, but it accelerated its descent without hesitation, as if it couldn't wait to meet someone.

It's just that the python spirit was not pierced after all, the yin energy in the night condensed into hands, rolled up the python spirit, and brought it to Wu Rong's hand regardless of its weak struggle. Wu Rong landed lightly with the python spirit in his arms, as nimble as a black cat. The entrance of the cave is nearly 100 meters away from the canyon, but the rising cloudy air let him fall smoothly. After his strength increased dramatically, Wu Rong had a better understanding of how to control Yin Qi and ghost Qi, but the danger in front of him did not allow him to try to experience it.

Without arrogance due to the soaring strength, after Wu Rong landed on the ground, he stared at the cracks in the tiankeng that had changed greatly, and secretly activated the Gu seeds. The Gu species in the cocooning state trembled slightly, and the severely injured Qing Ling Gu was supplemented by Wu Rong's strength, and immediately broke free from the prison formed by the filthy Yin Qi, and hurried to his side, hissing eagerly, wanting to kill what happened just now. Tell Wu Rong everything.

[I said how could there be such delicious snacks, so it was you. 】

There was an eerie humming sound, accompanied by the nasty giggles of children.

【Hey, Wu Rong, are you here to see an old friend? 】

This voice came directly from the depths of Wu Rong's soul, and if someone else came, he might only hear the whistling wind. In other words - only certain people, or people whose souls have been polluted and distorted to the point of insanity, can hear the voice from the depths of the Great Sinkhole.

Everything in the Great Tiankeng is very dangerous. To ordinary people, the creatures in the Great Tiankeng are like sources of pollution, especially those powerful beings. When you can see it and hear it, you're not far from a nervous breakdown and total insanity.

Wu Rong's eardrums ached slightly, and the buzzing sound of thousands of mosquitoes and flies fluttered uncontrollably in his mind, like the murmurs of countless lunatics. But actually he felt pretty good—compared to his previous life. The moment the sound rang in his ears, Wu Rong recognized that it was the ghost boy Kukuka! In his previous life, he had fused the fragments of the slate, and he had absolutely no resistance against Kukuka and Wu Rong, and he couldn't even move.

But this time, apart from those annoying humming and raving, Wu Rong himself was not restricted at all, and his strength was not damaged.

Obviously, the ghost boy with a hand exposed in the crack is weaker than a year later, and he is stronger than a year later in his previous life.

Moreover, Kukuka recognized him as Wu Rong, which made Wu Rong very concerned. Does this prove that Wu Rong is not completely polluted, but still retains a certain amount of consciousness, and is even very powerful. So strong that even if Kukuka noticed that his partner who was supposed to be in the Great Tiankeng had appeared outside, he wasn't even the slightest bit surprised?

These thoughts flashed by, but only for a moment, but Guitong's patience was very bad.

Temper is worse than patience.

【Why, why don't you speak】

A gloomy child's voice sounded, sharp and piercing: [Don't you come to see an old friend, but to see my joke? ! 】

Boom!

At the same time as the explosion roared, Wu Rong disappeared from the spot, and reappeared tens of meters away. He looked up at the night sky, and saw countless stalactite-like black sharp cones hanging from the airtight cover formed by the thick black resentment, almost the same as the thick black cones that almost pierced the python spirit on the ground just now! Gui Tong brought the child's arrogant and unreasonable character to the extreme, unreasonably launched an attack on Wu Rong, and the move was fatal.

After dodging several attacks, Wu Rong's face darkened. He miscalculated, the ghost boy was almost completely polluted, his personality was distorted and perverted, even if he was really a witch with his posture, they couldn't sit down and talk peacefully, but fought each other! All the changes happened so suddenly and unusually tonight, but Wu Rong didn't have time to sort out his thoughts.

The brows were tightly furrowed, and Wu Rong's black eyes were filled with all emotions, as indifferent and clean as obsidian. Thick Yin Qi blasted up, head-on and shattered the sharp cone of resentment that struck. He no longer dodged, and rushed towards the sharp cone of resentment with Yin Qi. For a moment, the roar of the colliding yin qi and resentment shook the entire valley, and the sound of firecrackers during the New Year was incomparable to it. The sky was full of smoke, covering the sight. A black shadow flashed in the dense fog, and the target was clearly aimed straight at the slit of the tiankeng.

The moment Wu Rong turned from defense to offense just now, his left arm froze, and it was the python spirit he had caught that hesitantly bit Wu Rong's hand. Even if the ghost boy was ruthless and almost killed it just now, the python spirit will always protect the Lord. The python spirit whose fangs were all knocked out and greatly reduced in strength could not cause any harm to Wu Rong, but Wu Rong grasped the point in an instant.

No matter why the ghost boy Kukuka came to reality early, his strength is definitely greatly reduced now.

Getting rid of him is the key to temporarily solving this crisis!

The black shadow thrown towards the crack in the tiankeng in the thick fog was the sharp stone cone that Wu Rong broke off as a temporary weapon when he came. Of course it can't hurt Guitong, the real ultimate move is Wu Rong who follows closely behind! The cold flames burned at his fingertips, strangely burning away the flesh and blood on his hands, leaving only white bones! The flame replaced the venous joints and merged into the bone claws, and there was a crackling sound between the movements of the hand with only the bones left, and the sharp bone tips were like sharp knives!

Is it inconvenient to lose the Lao Miao Dao, I still need a handy weapon—

【what-! ! 】

The shrill and painful screams made Wu Rong take a breath, and he had already rushed to the crack of the tiankeng. At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. It is impossible for Shi Zhui to hurt Guitong, but his scream was very real. Is it pretending to be weak and deceiving, or—

The dense fog cleared, and the scene in front of him gave Wu Rong a pause. Of course, the stone cone couldn't hurt the ghost boy, and it shattered into powder after touching the resentment. It was the silver-white scepter that Wu Rong had seen not long ago in the tiankeng that really hurt it, the one that completely pierced the blue and black palm and nailed it to the ground!