The tentacle appeared suddenly, and before the others could react, Xuan Yi had been wrapped around his waist and dragged it to the wall.

The wall, which was as hard as a stone, suddenly squirmed at this moment, and a crack was cracked in the middle, like a large open mouth, instantly swallowing half of Xuan Yi's shoulder.

Shi screamed in shock and wanted to rush over to help. He was tripped after just one step, but another tentacle had wrapped around his ankle at some point.

The passage suddenly became a mess, with flesh-pink tentacles stretching out from the wall and rolling towards everyone.

Liu Qinghuan's body was slightly tilted, avoiding one of them, and the sword light flashed in her hand, and simply cut off all the tentacles around her one by one, without letting those things get close to each other.

But the others were not as calm as him. Jin Jin dodged left and right in a mess, holding a curved blade inlaid with spirit stones in his hand. Although the speed of cutting tentacles was slower, he was not entangled.

The demon cultivator was extremely miserable. His feet and body were entangled, and his whole body was almost overwhelmed by tentacles. But for this reason, he was not dragged into the wall, but was almost dismembered by the five tentacles stretched out from all directions.

What surprised Liu Qinghuan was the thousand-year-old bone corpse. The other party's body under the ragged cloth strip was a skeleton without a trace of flesh and blood. At this time, sharp bone spurs appeared on the bones of the body, like sharp daggers, piercing them into pieces.

On the other side, most of Xuan Yi's body had been swallowed by the flesh wall, leaving only one pair of feet exposed outside.

Liu Qinghuan pondered for a moment, considering that he was the only one who knew how to find the core of Xue Zubian, he was ready to step forward and dig it out.

But before he could walk to the flesh wall, he suddenly stopped moving.

The muffled sound of cutting and chopping came from the flesh wall that was constantly wriggling violently, and from time to time, sticky beast blood spurted out from inside.

After a while, the flesh wall suddenly contracted inward, trembling as if a withered chrysanthemum, and then suddenly opened, spitting out a person with a "pop".

Xuan Yi rolled out, gasping for breath. He looked up and found that Liu Qinghuan was standing in front of him, his eyes very meaningful.

Xuan Yi's men subconsciously wanted to hide behind him, but before he could do it, he stopped and got up without any strangeness: "It's so dangerous! I almost told him here... "

He pounced on the wing that was about to be pulled off, waved the sharp weapon in his hand, and quickly cut off the tentacles that wrapped around his body.

It was a short sword, about two feet long, with a black light shining on the surface of the knife. Every time it passed, strands of gray smoke slowly dispersed. Each tentacle that was cut by it seemed to have all its vitality sucked away. When it fell to the ground, it was shriveled and completely dull.

Liu Qinghuan turned around to look at the flesh wall. The place where he devoured Xuanyi had turned into a hole, emitting a cold and cold air.

The magic sword, and it must be a chaotic level magic sword!

Liu Qinghuan touched her chin: A righteous man cultivated his hand, but he had a real magic weapon in his hand, which was a bit interesting.

The magic tools used by monks do not necessarily have to be suitable for their own way, but at least they must not conflict with the way they practice.

Because magic weapons will also affect the mind and nature of monks. The higher the level of magic weapons, the greater the impact.

For example, Liu Qinghuan, even if he gave him a chaotic magic weapon, he would never use it. Even his underworld weapon, Mian Tian Mirror, would not be able to use it if he had not practiced the cause and effect of life and death that he had practiced.

And now, it was obviously not the first time that Xuan Yi used the magic sword in his hand. It seemed that this man hid more than he expected.

Soon, Jin was rescued. Xuan Yi did not put away the magic sword anymore, but called him and rushed to the left.

The others followed immediately, and tentacles continued to fly out of the flesh wall, but everyone was already prepared for it. Xuan Yi was in front of him and Liu Qinghuan was behind him, but he never got entangled.

Jin Jin looked at Xuan Yi's back and couldn't help but snorted coldly with Liu Qinghuan: "Bah! I knew that that guy had been hiding a trait. When he was trying to open a passage outside to Xue Zu Beast's body, how could he have the nerve to let fellow Taoist do his own efforts? Humph, it's been exposed now!"

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan was holding the spirit stone in one hand and waving the Xuanyuan Sword in the other hand, not intending to speak, he whispered: "I said to fellow Taoist Qinglin, are you really not angry at all? He is using you like this!"

Liu Qinghuan smiled slightly, cut off the tentacles rolled towards the two with one sword, and reminded: "Be careful."

"You have to be careful!" Jin Jin said: "That guy has a bad intention. He may do anything else later. I think we are not as good as..."

Liu Qinghuan suddenly shook his head at him and stopped him from talking with his eyes.

Jin Jin smiled clearly and shut his mouth decisively.

At one moment, they had passed through several channels, which were intertwined in complexity, like meridians, forming a huge maze.

On the way, they hid in a place full of purple flesh. They hid in it for a long time, then passed through a narrow pipe, and finally got rid of the tentacles.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were not swept away by tentacles along the way, they were very tired when they waved magic weapons to slash and avoid them for a long time without magic power, and seriously slowed down their pace.

Liu Qinghuan asked, "Is this considered avoiding the search of Xue Zubian?"

Xuan Yi said: "Xue Zu Beast has a huge body, and a few small insects have entered its body. After avoiding the initial attack, it will be difficult for it to find us."

Liu Qinghuan said in a slight way: "...I don't have to describe myself as a bug."

Several people continued to set off on the road, but even though there were no tentacles blocking the road, they walked through the countless passages for several hours, and the so-called core still disappeared.

Jin Jin first expressed his dissatisfaction and said, "Xuan Yi, do you know the way? After wandering around for so long, can you get lost, right?"

Xuan Yi said without looking back: "You can't come with you."

Jin Jin choked and quickly smoothed out the situation: "Don't worry, Xuan Yi has been preparing for so long, and he will definitely not make the wrong move!"

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him and saw that the other party had not noticed the loophole in the words, so he turned his eyes away again.

So how long did Xuan Yi prepare for today's trip? Did he start preparing before entering the mid-air sky?

He heard the sound again: "We came in from the weak point of space in the sky in the belly, and that weak point is the life gate of Xue Zubeast, not far from its core. However, Xue Zubeast's body is too large, so it seems that the journey is long and has not arrived yet."

When the words were said reasonably, the others had to press the question and sneaked over a long blood vessel filled with pink-brown beast blood, and they were so tired that they didn't want to speak anymore.

Jin Jin handed a storage bag to Liu Qinghuan: "Give me, I'll put one more bag. Although I don't know what the blood of Xue Zubian is useful, I finally came here. Wouldn't it be a waste if I don't put a little back!"

Liu Qinghuan admired his spirit of always thinking about collecting spiritual materials and happily accepted it.

At this time, the surrounding flesh walls bulged, and everyone who was resting for a short time jumped up, thinking that tentacles would fly out again.
Chapter completed!