Mo Yuan was clear in his heart, and his expression became solemn.

The pothole they were in had traces of being excavated, and excluding the possibility of man-made, only the work of the Warcraft was left.

Coupled with the passage that extends in all directions here, obviously there is more than one monster.

Xi Xi Suo Suo.

At this moment, a strange noise came over, causing Mo Yuan to stop suddenly.

Listening to the news, I'm afraid there are many monsters coming.

A wry smile hung on the corner of Luo Xiaoman's lips, and he was really coming.

Mo Yuan looked down at Luo Xiaoman, his magnetic voice revealed a firmness, "I'm here, don't be afraid."

A few simple words calmed Luo Xiaoman's heart.

If it's in the peak state, she is fearless, but in the current state, let alone hands-on, she has a problem even standing up.

Huh!

Mo Yuan looked straight, and he hugged Luo Xiaoman with one hand, while holding Yan Yu obliquely with his other hand, his eyes flickered, like a star piercing the darkness here.

At this moment, a pair of oil-green eyes appeared from each channel.

Seeing so many green eyes, Luo Xiaoman's heart tightened, so many monsters, even Mo Yuan couldn't cover it!

"hiss!!"

A neighing blew up, and long and thin figures came out.

Each of them has ugly faces, six legs, and each body looks like ants, but they are much larger.

Luo Xiaoman's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "This is a mole cricket, a cave-dwelling beast. The strength of a single body is only level two, but if so many go together..."

I'm afraid that the strong in the Yuan Ying stage will have to lose a layer of skin here.

Coupled with their location, there is no shelter, once these mole crickets swarm up, they are like a lone boat in the sea, and will be overturned by the waves at any time.

"Kill!" Mo Yuan's eyes condensed, fearless, Yan Prison in his hand whirled, rippling sharp sword lights, and swept toward these mole crickets.

Suddenly, a piece of mole cricket approaching in front was split in half by the sword light.

However, these ants were just startled, and they rushed up frantically.

Mo Yuan frowned, and then he hugged Luo Xiaoman in one hand and a sword in the other. He stepped on an elegant pace and continuously killed the mole crickets that were approaching.

He was like a killer, his eyes turned, the pony tail swayed behind his head, and a mole cricket came up and was split in half by a sword.

Yan Prison, stained with the blood of mole crickets, gleaming with mysterious red glow, like a brawny man who had been hungry and thirsty for many days, when he met a spring, he was ecstatic.

Blood spattered, stumps scattered, and the red light shining in the darkness staged a **** death song here.

Luo Xiaoman raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yuan's profile. Those eyes flashed with firm divine light, which was so trustworthy and at ease.

It seems that he is there, no matter what danger he encounters, he is fearless.

But she must find a way out!

Otherwise, if it has been consumed like this, even if Mo Yuan is invincible, he will not be able to hold on.

Luo Xiaoman took a deep breath and calmed his head.

She wanted to use her spiritual power to control the mole cricket, but found that not only her soul was injured, but her spiritual power was also restricted.

She is now an ordinary person.

Luo Xiaoman is solemn, why is this? What is the origin of the huge monster just now, and it can cause such terrible damage to yourself?

Except for taking things out of the magic ring, she can't communicate with the little spirits.