Chapter 186 centipede pit

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A loud noise, mixed with the hiss of countless poisonous arrows and the tip of the purple gold gun, bursting and bursting light with the momentum of breaking the sky and earth suddenly spread, making Wang Wujian suddenly deaf and blind. The violent aftershocks stirred up the turquoise breath layer after waves in all directions, and the residual wave of soul power visible to the naked eye. Like dozens of crazy bison, he took his weak body high up the top of the green rock wall at the speed of an arrow away from the string.

Wang Wujian only felt that the space under his body seemed to be expanding and pushing him up. He didn't feel the slightest gravity and no landing. His mind was in chaos. His body seemed to have become fragments. His hands and feet could not take care of himself, and the martial soul disappeared in an instant. He did not know whether it was the death of consciousness or the body. The soul is flying to heaven.

A strong wind swept across the earth and rushed into the top of Wang Wujian's head, which made him tremble slightly. He suddenly opened his eyes like the first awakening of a nightmare, and picked up his body in shudderingly and looked around.

He lay in a corner of the rock wall, and there was a shocking crack in the place where he could see on the rock wall. The crack was mixed with faint green light, which was mysterious and horrible. I don't know how high it extended. The ground in the center of the green abyss completely fell, and there was a big pit that I didn't know how deep it was. The whole ground was pitted, and the palm was wide. There are countless cracks, just like the tragic scene after the earthquake, but there may be many corpses after the earthquake, but Wang Wujian is the only one here.

Wang Wujian checked his body. Although he remembered that he was rushed into the sky by the earth-shaking aftershocks, he found that he had not been hurt at this moment. All the injuries did not aggravate or improve. What surprised him more was that the treasure mirror, which contained great energy but did not know how to use, lay quietly. By his side.

"This, this is... isn't it? Is it the monster that saved me again..." Wang Wujian was uncomfortable at the thought of the monster. He got goose bumps and trembled endlessly. Although he repeatedly came forward to save him, he always felt that the monster was not real, and there was a great attempt to save him.

I can't care so much. Wang Wujian picked up the mirror and put it in his waist and blocked it with clothes. Anyway, now it is sure that its energy will not be vented spontaneously, so he doesn't have to worry about being bounced off when he uses his soul power, and then stands up to find a way out.

The mysterious man in black relied on the power of the magic gun and the bloody centipede to launch a shocking blow. That is the most terrible energy from both sides in an instant, which will lead to landslide cracking. But at this moment, one person and one beast have lost their trace. Is it possible that both of them are devoured by force in the battle?

No, no, Wang Wujian shook his head and smiled bitterly. How could people with such strong strength and ancient spiritual beasts be destroyed by their powerful energy?

"Damn, how can I get out of this shit?" Wang Wujian clenched his fist and said to himself with hatred. After such a long time of water dripping, coupled with a long period of tension and long journey, his five viscera temples had long begun to be uneasy. Does his dry throat have a feeling of itching and fever? He had to swallow pitiful saliva again and again.

Where's the money? Wang Wujian suddenly thought that although the bloody centipede was a spirit beast he admired, it had good intentions and was willing to die. The man in black seemed to have the intention to save himself, but he did not know where he was missing. At this moment, he could only rely on Qian Qian. First, he wanted his antidote, and second, he could let him leave at the price of the treasure mirror, but the old man actually It also disappeared!

"You white-haired old bastard, why did you even disappear?" Wang Wujian's state of mind suddenly blew a cold wind that was enough to freeze everything. The cold wind froze his only enthusiasm and made him suddenly shrink. There was despair in his eyes. The poison of yin and yang pills, the antidote and the poison were matched with each other. Without his antidote, even if he went out, it would be a dead end.

He pointed his eyes to the big pit that appeared on the ground, walked slowly listlessly, and gradually saw the outline of the whole big pit. The circle of the big pit is about 30 to 50 feet, and there is still a trace of soul power on the edge. This weak trace can only be found by people such as Wang Wujian or Sikong Zixian, because This can be sure that this was caused by the war between humans and beasts, but the bottom is not. The soil is loose and the faults are uneven, which is obviously caused by the collapse of vibration.

When he walked to the edge of the big pit and wanted to see how deep it was, a nosey smell surged up, but he forgot to vomit or cover his nose, but opened his eyes in horror, just like seeing the devil, staring at the scene below in horror.

Countless centipedes seem to wake up from hibernation, lazily piled up at the bottom of the pit and wriggling, and countless centipedes lazily climb up in eight directions, of different sizes and colors. If he hadn't seen the group of centipedes twice, I'm afraid he would have been dizzy and fallen down and become centipedes. A delicious meal with a group of teeth.

What was even more incredible to him was that Qian Qian lay on the cliff not far away, struggling to climb up, and his clothes were torn, as if he had just escaped from the fire. He was unkempt. If Wang Wujian hadn't been familiar with him, he would not have treated him as a ghost.

"Haha, God helps me, too. Are you still alive?" Wang Wujian's eyes lit up and screamed as if the light was reappearing. He suddenly forgot the pain all over his body and trotted directly above him.

Qian Qian looked up and looked around when he saw Wang Wujian's moment, his eyes full of blood showed incomparable horror. His hands trembled involuntarily and almost slipped down.

Wang Wujian saw his fear in his eyes. He thought that Qian Qian must be afraid that he was falling into the well and shot him to the bottom of the pit and fed the centipede, so he didn't think much about it. He laughed maliciously and said, "You white-browed old bastard, are you really not dead? Hahaha, you must not die!"

"Quick, help me!" Qian Qian hesitated for a moment in mid-air and then shouted in panic, his eyes mixed with fear and pleading.

As the saying goes, ants still live secretly. How can anyone not spare their lives? When life and death are in danger, everyone will lower their heads.

Wang Wujian sneered. Wang Wujian pointed at him with a short knife and smiled, "Mr. Qian, do you have it now?"

"As long as you save me, I will give you the antidote immediately!" The centipedes under his feet kept lying up. Qian Qian did not dare to neglect. He climbed up hard and said the "agreement" between the two sides directly. In his opinion, for Wang Wujian, the antidote was the most convincing.

Wang Wujian was suddenly confused. His current position is only four or five feet high from the ground. With Qian Qian's strength, it should not be a problem to jump up, but he doesn't know why he is tired of climbing? And he doesn't have a trace of soul power in his body. Has his martial soul been completely exhausted?