"Squeak squeak..." Ye Yangcheng originally thought that these dozens of tentacles were all the limbs of a monster, but when he slashed and cut down three tentacles, the unexpected situation suddenly happened in the rushing red river. Under the bloody red river, a squeak sound was enough to stimulate ordinary people to bleed on the spot. Then, before Ye Yangcheng could come back to his senses, three blood-red shadows suddenly jumped out of the river water.

Ye Yangcheng saw it clearly. These were three strange creatures about two months old, the size of a wolf dog. There was a pair of flesh wings growing on the back, and there was no hair on the body. The extremely wrinkled skin was exactly the same as the color of the river. It was blood-red and blood-red, just like a corpse that had just been pulled out of the pile of dead people.

They look like primates, with arms and legs, and their sharp teeth and claws indicate their fierce identity. They are only very small in size and have a slender and blood-red tentacle above their heads. At first glance, it seems to be somewhat similar to the legendary hell demon, but there are some differences...Their heads only have tentacles but no horns.

Ye Yangcheng had never seen such creatures before, of course he didn't know how powerful they were, nor did he know what kind of creatures they were. Seeing these three monsters whose tentacles were cut off by themselves jump out of the bloody red river water, Ye Yangcheng, who had tried their best before, dared not look down on them too much. He immediately took an attacking posture and held the giant sword in his hand tightly.

However, these three strange creatures that jumped out of the water did not even have the chance to get close to Yeyang City, and then they all fell on the river bank.

"Squeak squeak..." The extremely sharp screams tortured Ye Yangcheng's nerves, and what about the three strange creatures? After leaving the river, they immediately seemed to have suffered some serious damage. They screamed sharply, fell on the river bank and rolled wildly, struggling helplessly...

"Sher..." Three strange dark red smoke suddenly rose. As Ye Yangcheng was watching with vigilance, the three strange creatures that left the river exploded with a bang, and then turned into three dark red smoke and dissipated between the world.

The only thing that remains in this world is the tentacles that have not been cut off on their heads...

The body turned into a shadowless disappearing clouds and smoke. The three cut tentacles left behind were shaking on the ground, just like a lizard's tail was broken, and the broken tentacles were still moving.

"This group of ghosts cannot leave the river, otherwise they will die on the spot." Seeing this scene happening from beginning to end, Ye Yangcheng immediately understood the reason. After muttering to himself, he squatted down in front of the three broken tentacles, stretched out his hand to hold one of them.

It was cold and cold, like a pig's tail just taken out of the refrigerator's freezer. It was cold and harsh. I squeezed it hard, but it was soft but like bread, as if I could break it with a break.

A very strange creature is also a very powerful creature. Perhaps one or two of this creature is not scary, but what if you encounter a group of monsters? Ordinary people may not even have the chance to come back to their senses, and they will be directly pierced by these monsters with tentacles, and then dragged them into the river to break up and eat them.

Standing about twenty-seven meters away from the red river, Ye Yangcheng mercilessly brought the three and a half tentacles into the Jiuxiao space. But his eyes were still locked on the red flowers on both sides of the river. I wonder what these blood-red flowers mean to these monsters? It is worth their attack on themselves so nervously and not letting them get closer?

The stranger the thing, of course the more I want to know. Ye Yangcheng calmed down his emotions and poured the power of the sky into the giant sword again. When he was about to go forward and continue fighting, a scene that he could never imagine happened again...

"It's all for the ancestors. If anyone dares to take a step back, the ancestor will want your soul to be destroyed." A dull but extremely cold voice came from the distant sky. Ye Yangcheng looked up and saw a very dark and thick cloud running straight towards the river.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yangcheng made a quick decision, retreated suddenly, and quickly hid in the Yinling grass a hundred meters away. With the help of the green Yinling grass as a cover, he closely paid attention to the black cloud's every move.

With the first experience of entering the underworld in the underworld, Ye Yangcheng certainly knew that there was a ghost king or a thousand-year-old ghost in this dark cloud. No matter which one of the two was, it was a prey worthy of attention for Ye Yangcheng.

Especially this dark cloud looks a little stronger from the surface than the evil ghost I killed last time. I guess its strength is also above that evil ghost, at least not weaker than that evil ghost.

Ye Yangcheng's purpose of entering the underworld was to hunt these thousand-year-old ghosts or evil ghosts who escaped from the eighteenth level of hell. At this time, he finally found one, so how could he let it leave easily?

Seeing Wuyun heading straight towards his position, Ye Yangcheng was a little confused for a moment, so he could only take a breath and secretly transformed the giant sword in his hand into the shape of a Panlong Silver Spear, closely watching Wuyun's movements.

He was fully prepared and could use the divine thunder technique at any time, breaking the dark cloud into several pieces and destroying it one by one. Of course, before this, he wanted to see the evil ghosts in this dark cloud, what was the purpose of driving so many ghosts to come here?

Could it be that my whereabouts have been exposed, or...

Before Ye Yangcheng could think clearly, the dark clouds that were rushing from the southwest had already appeared in the air only a few hundred meters away from the river. The evil ghost who claimed to be his ancestor said coldly again: "The first team of ghost soldiers are ready, get on."

"Hehehehe..." Dozens of clouds, about the size of an ordinary 1.8-meter-old bed fell in the dark clouds. Then, amid a burst of cold and strange laughter, dozens of gray clouds turned into thousands of intermediate ghosts with not too concise spirits, and pounced on the river below, covering the sky and the sun.

Ye Yangcheng, who was hiding in the Yinling grass from afar, frowned and witnessed all this. He had no idea what this evil ghost had driven so many ordinary evil ghosts to come here to do? He had just experienced the power of the monsters in the river, and he didn't believe that these monsters would let these evil ghosts go.

Sure enough, as Ye Yangcheng expected, these thousands of intermediate evil spirits rushed up under the control of the evil spirit for less than thirty seconds, and the bloody river water reacted, and the momentum was far beyond the dozens of tentacles that Ye Yangcheng had previously attracted.

"Swoosh swish swish swish..." Hundreds of slender blood-red tentacles whizzed out of the river and faced the thousands of intermediate evil spirits rushing towards them.

Originally, Ye Yangcheng thought that even though these thousands of intermediate evil spirits did not have very advanced strength, the ants could kill the elephant, and at least they could survive the attacks of these strange creatures for half a minute, right?

But the final fact told Ye Yangcheng very clearly that he was wrong... It was a bit outrageous.

"Ah..." Thousands of shrill screams kept ringing above the Blood River. In less than five seconds, the thousands of intermediate evil spirits actually disappeared.

It disappeared out of thin air above the river, and I thought it had never appeared before, and it was a bit inexplicable.

Ye Yangcheng was not mentally prepared for this situation and didn't know what was going on at all. Thousands of intermediate evil spirits are the mainstays of the underworld. Although Ye Yangcheng didn't know how powerful the intermediate evil spirits were, for ordinary ghosts, intermediate evil spirits were high-level soldiers, and the two were not on the same level at all.

What exactly can actually attract an evil ghost to waste his intermediate evil spirit? Before Ye Yangcheng could come back from the previous scene, the second wave of impact began again...

"Hehehe..." The cold and strange laughter spread throughout the world, and nearly 10,000 intermediate ghosts rushed towards the blood river below with their teeth and claws.

It was at this time that the second wave of the intermediate ghosts that had impacted the second wave of the intermediate ghosts broke away from the clouds, and the third wave of the larger number of ghosts had already rushed forward.

This time Ye Yangcheng saw clearly that the intermediate evil spirits did not disappear at all, but were directly swallowed by the monsters in the river.

The tentacles are soft and soft, and when necessary, they can overcome hardness. When they are hard, they are like alchemy, but when they are soft, they are as elastic as sponge...

If the tentacles of these monsters are described as sponges, then these evil ghosts that pounce on them are like bowls of shallow water. Once they touch the sponge, they are sucked into the tentacles by a huge pulling force. There is no room for resistance. However, the pulling process takes nearly two seconds, so there is a chance for the evil ghosts to scream in the sky.

Is this feeding the monsters? Looking at the action that was almost like a suicide attack, Ye Yangcheng had to connect the scene in front of him and the suicide attack.

In front of these monsters, the intermediate evil ghost didn't even have the chance to struggle with his backhand, so he was directly devoured. The evil ghost drove them up to feed the monsters, what else do they want to do?

"What do you want to do this evil ghost?" The big question mark appeared in Ye Yangcheng's mind. Just as he tightened the Panlong Silver Spear in his hand and couldn't help but rush out to confront the evil ghost head-on...

The evil ghost hidden deep in the clouds finally made movement

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