The pupils of this eyeball are like ink, staring straight at Zhuo Wen, and then the countless black veins attached to its surface suddenly ejected, turning into long black lines, enveloping Zhuo Wen's whole body.
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank slightly, and he stepped out of the void with his right foot, and invisible ripples spread out, and then the whole person disappeared in place, making those long black lines fly into the air.
When Zhuowen reappeared, he was already out of the attacking range of the black ball. As for the blood fairy, he was naturally brought out by him.
"What the hell are these things?" Zhuo Wen's eyes were extremely serious.
Woohoo!
Suddenly, a roaring sound came from the black ball, and then the black ball closed its eyeballs, and then began to squirm from inside, and a strange human figure separated from the black ball.
This strange human form is exactly the same as the strange human form that was killed by the first mountain god before.
Following this roar, Zhuowen found that hundreds of other black balls around him also roared, and then they all released a strange figure.
Hundreds of strange human figures twisted their bodies constantly, and then rushed towards Zhuowen roaringly, their speed was as fast as lightning.
Zhuowen had no choice but to let the first mountain god come out again.
The first mountain god looked around at the strange human figures that were looting one after another, his eyes were full of displeasure, obviously extremely dissatisfied with Zhuo Wen still staying here.
But he didn't say anything, but with a move with his right hand, a black hole emerged behind him, and he saw a series of tall figures walking out, a total of seventeen figures.
Among the seventeen paths, Zhuo Wen knew three of them. They were the eighteenth mountain god, the seventeenth mountain god, and the sixteenth mountain god. At the beginning, Zhuo Wen had a good relationship with these three mountain gods.
All three of them glanced at Zhuo Wen and showed bold smiles, and Zhuo Wen also smiled at him.
"Quick battle!"
The first mountain god said something lightly, and the other seventeen mountain gods all nodded, and immediately held their respective mountains and plundered towards the strange human figures around them.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen discovered that the first mountain god held the first mountain and squeezed the formula with both hands, and a surging dark golden light actually emerged.
Zhuowen's small perfect holy body was poured with this dark golden light, and his whole body was filled with surging power, as if he had inexhaustible strength. Obviously, this dark golden light has great benefits for the mountain gods who practice "Myriad Ways of Immortality" increase.
Zhuowen roared, golden light burst from his whole body, and it was also one of the strange human figures darting towards the surroundings.
bang bang bang!
With one punch, he punched three times in a row on this strange human figure. The speed was extremely fast, and the golden light shone. Countless blood mist burst out from that strange human figure, and several heads on its back also exploded into blood mist.
With the existence of the No. 1 mountain god, hundreds of strange human figures are nothing to worry about. When the last strange human figure was blasted by Zhuo Wen's punch, his eyes fell on the hundreds of black balls below. His eyes were full of seriousness.
"This place is really weird!" The first mountain god frowned slightly, then called the other mountain gods back to the Canglong Palace, and he came to Zhuo Wen silently.
Zhuo Wen said in a deep voice: "Among these hundreds of black balls, the blood of the saint is gushing out. I am afraid that the answer to all mysteries lies in these black balls."
"Let me see what's in here!"
The first mountain god nodded, and casually came to a black ball.
The black ball sensed the approach of the first mountain god, roared, and countless veins flitted out again. Unfortunately, the body of the first mountain god was too terrifying, and these veins attacked like tickling.
I saw the right hand of the first mountain god forming a claw, snapping at the black ball, and then tearing it violently, the black ball let out a mournful cry, and was directly torn into countless pieces by the first mountain god, exposing the truth inside the black ball. face.
"This is... a saint?"
When Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the inside of the torn black ball, he couldn't help but gasped, and saw a skinny middle-aged man lying quietly inside the black ball.
The middle-aged man's eyes were dull, and his whole body was covered by countless black veins. Zhuo Wen could clearly sense that these veins were continuously absorbing the blood in the middle-aged man's body.
"This person should have been around the Heavenly Sage in his lifetime, but unfortunately, he has become a living dead now, a living dead who provides blood for these black balls, it is really sad!" The first mountain god lowered his eyes complicatedly. murmured.
After seeing this scene, Lian Zhuowen felt chills in his heart. These black balls did not kill these saints, but kept them in the black balls as if they were raised in captivity. After a while, they would absorb the blood in these saints. .
"What the hell are these things?" Zhuo Wen took a deep breath and asked coldly.
The first mountain god shook his head and said, "I've never seen this kind of thing before, and there are too many of them. If I'm not wrong, the black water in the pool is blood, but I think it's more blood." A kind of dross in the blood."
"After these black balls absorbed the blood in the saint's body, they probably absorbed the essence into the depths of the ground, but the dross spewed out the black blood that formed the black pool, and these saints had already fused with the black ball , It is impossible to separate it.�
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. The first mountain god's guess was not unreasonable, especially since he didn't feel the surging holy power of too many saints in this black water pool. These black blood should indeed be useless among holy blood. dross.
"If this black ball leads to the deep underground, then what is there in the deep underground?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered, and then he raised his right hand a little bit. Suddenly, countless water droplets from the underworld gushed out, directly hitting the black ball destroyed by the first mountain god.
Immediately, the Huangquan water drop crazily absorbed the terrifying power of blood essence in the black ball. JrNovels.com