The hot flesh and blood was instantly absorbed by the dense arms on the inner wall, like a sponge absorbing water.

After absorbing the blood, these arms also changed immediately.

The pale complexion became like black iron, becoming harder and tougher.

Fingers, like daggers, pitch-black mucus, sprayed everywhere, wailing sternly, resounding from all directions, filling the entire void passage.

Suddenly, it was as if the world of evil spirits had descended.

The cultivators present felt as if they had been filled with hot molten iron in their minds, and they were in pain.

"Die to me!"

Suddenly, the monk, who was burning with flames all over, burst out with a wild roar.

He squeezed the tactics with both hands, his aura skyrocketed, and the moment his eyes widened, it was as if a river of flames rose to the sky, burning all the wastes.

Boom boom boom boom! The arms around him were instantly burned to fly ash, and fell from mid-air with a scream.

But before the monk could breathe a sigh of relief, the ashes were blown by the yin wind, and they gathered again. In a flash, they turned into the black shadow of a giant beast and rushed towards the monk.

The monk was taken aback, but he immediately reacted with a fierce expression on his face: "Looking for death!"

When the voice fell, flames all over the body, condensed into streamer and sharp arrows, and shot out in anger. If the meteor showers, it will pour down.

The sky and the ground were suddenly filled with the sound of arrows breaking through the air.

The black shadow of this giant beast was immediately shot into a sieve.

But inside each of the wounds, black crushing spurted out.

Wherever they were crushed, terrifying mouths and twisted arms grew out of thin air.

These mouths and arms, like tarsus maggots, pounced on the monk.

"The sun is like a rainbow!"

The monk roared loudly, and the surrounding flames burst out ten times as much as before.

But these arms were like weeds, spring breeze blowing and regenerating, and they couldn't be burned no matter how they burned. On the contrary, they surrounded the monk shortly afterwards, and even the last bit of light couldn't come out.

After a while, a scream from the monk was heard in the blackness.

Blood gurgled, seeping through the gaps in the entangled arms.

The people around, seeing this scene, their faces became paler, and a heart almost sank to the bottom.

The monk who had just fallen has reached the fifth level of True Wonderland, and in this team, it is already considered the upper-level combat power.

But he still couldn't stop this weird offensive.

And the most desperate thing is that these arms are endless and more and more.

A monk was covered with frost, like a hard armor.

Before those arms touched him, they were immediately frozen and fell from the air.

But although it fell into fragments with a bang, each fragment soon evolved into a new arm, like a poisonous snake, pounced on it again.

In a few blinks of an eye, several monks screamed and were dragged into the arms that seemed to be entangled by countless long snakes, turning into **** water.

These **** waters made these arms more and more rampant.

The female cultivator, who was shaped like a thin bamboo stick, relied on her figure to shuttle back and forth between the arms of the golden snake dancing wildly.

But even so, she tried to rush out several times, but was forced to retreat immediately.

At this time, her face is as ugly as it is.

"Pay attention to what this void passage looks like."

At this moment, she suddenly spoke with a dry voice.

At this time, everyone was in a melee, and in the passage, all kinds of magic weapons, spewing light, like a galaxy burst, and the universe sinks.

Hearing this woman's reminder, someone had time to look around.

The inner wall of the original void passage, except for those crazy arms, turned into a light pink color, and it was still squirming.

A large amount of mucus is still permeating from the inner wall, a kind of corrosion of molten metal, which is frightening to people.

After a stunned monk, he reacted: "This, this is like... intestines!"

At this moment, everyone came back to their senses.

The inside of the void passage at this moment really looked like an intestine.

"How is this going!"

A monk shouted.

"Isn't it about going to Xiangmen Wangyang, why are we brought here!"

"The coordinates are not biased, how did we get it!"

"Lei Yao! Lei Yang! You two bastards, answer Lao Tzu's words!"

Shit! At this moment, another monk was grabbed by his arms and torn apart.

The true fairyland monk fell, and the amazing spiritual energy and blood energy seemed to be the greatest nourishment. The moment it fell, it made those arms dance like entangled seaweed.

A desperate mood began to spread uncontrollably.

Chu Yan was in the crowd. At this moment, his divine consciousness was shrouded around him, and everything was under his control.

These arms around him can't have any effect on him.

Chu Yan didn't even have to dodge deliberately.

Because these arms touched his body, they were immediately shattered and disintegrated, and they were hard to protect themselves, let alone hurt one of Chu Yan's hair.

His divine consciousness is looking for the position of the Lei family brothers.

At this time, Chu Yan could clearly feel a strong wave of death and resentment surging around.

These arms are obviously also the condensation of dead souls and resentment.

Combining the information that Chu Yan had purchased before, Chu Yan was already convinced that they had indeed come to the realm of the family.

If the Lei Brothers deliberately designed it to deviate from the route, so many people present would definitely be noticed.

It's just that at this time, I don't know why, the Wang Yang entrance of the Xiangmen has not appeared for a long time.

In this short moment, the crazy long arms tore several monks to pieces.

And after absorbing the blood and spiritual energy of the cultivator, these arms became stronger and stronger, and even entangled. In the case of knotted like a dragon, it would be no problem to resist the magical power attack of the cultivator of the true fairyland.

Boom boom boom! In a series of chilling muffled noises, several monks were directly beaten on the inner wall of the void passage with their entangled arms, just like beating flies, and they were photographed into a muddy flesh.

At this moment, Chu Yan suddenly beating with consciousness.

The next moment, a sharp blade of light suddenly appeared from the back of his neck, as if shocked, tearing the sky, cutting the Milky Way, and slashing straight towards Chu Yan.

In the void passage, the only shocking attacks were slime, arms, and death.

This kind of sword light, coming straight towards him, can only be a monk.

"presumptuous!"

Chu Yan's eyes flickered, and he let out a cold snort.

The blood boiled instantly, like a hundred thousand mountains, rising from the ground, shaking the earth.