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The centipede's throat trembled and his body trembled. It seemed to be mocking Zhang Zichen, saying that he was just a useless True Lord monk.

After a while, the centipede seemed to have laughed enough. Suddenly, it came down from above and roared at Zhang Zichen.

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A hurricane carrying poisonous gas gushed out of the centipede's mouth.

The centipede seems to want to kill Zhang Zichen directly!

I have to say that the powerful Saint Lord is the powerful Saint Lord. Zhang Zichen was directly suppressed by it and he immediately fell to the ground.

The hurricanes crushed Zhang Zichen's muscles, bones, and blood overflowed.

At this time, the centipede should have laughed loudly, but it couldn't laugh because it originally thought that this attack could kill Zhang Zichen.

But in addition to some physical injuries, Zhang Zichen still knelt on the ground and breathed. He was not dead!

This was completely beyond the expectations of the centipede.

Let’s not talk about the young man kneeling on the ground, he is a monk at the middle stage of the True Lord. The Centipede believes that even a monk at the late stage of the True Lord will definitely die without a burial place after it blows.

"Crack, Crack!"

The centipede's throat trembled, and it was angry.

Death! This person must die!

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The centipede decided to swallow the young man into his belly and kill him without any hesitation.

The centipede contains the strongest toxin in its body.

As long as the enemy is swallowed into the stomach, the toxins inside will spread rapidly. These toxins can bring the enemy's paralysis effect and can dissolve the enemy's body.

Not to mention the True Lord monk, even the Holy Lord monk will not escape the fate of death when he encounters the toxins of the centipede.

Soon, Zhang Zichen was sucked by the centipede and flew up...

"ah!!"

Zhang Zichen really hated that he had no resistance in front of the powerful Holy Lord, and he was sucked into the mouth of the centipede.

The centipede was full of poison, and her dark mouth was covered with an unpleasant odor, which made Zhang Zichen almost vomit.

But before Zhang Zichen could think about it, his eyes turned black, but at this time, it had already entered the centipede's throat.

The centipede's throat was pitch black, but it was very smooth. Zhang Zichen followed some mucus and finally slid into the centipede's belly.

It was pitch black around, but in some places, there was a little light.

Some of these lights are emitted by various weapons, and some of them are emitted by some spiritual source stones and true source stones, which make the dark space extremely bright.

After a while, Zhang Zichen finally stayed in a huge space with a piece of mucus flowing and could not move.

“Where is this?”

"It's in the stomach!"

At this moment, Zhang Zichen was almost certain that he must have flowed into the centipede's stomach as soon as possible.

However, before Zhang Zichen could think more, he heard many screams.

Zhang Zichen miraculously saw dozens, even hundreds of monks, flowing into the centipede's stomach with the mucus.

Among these people, Zhang Zichen saw Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing at a glance.

"Ruotan, Brother Lu, Brother Mao!"

Zhang Zichen's body was stuck with mucus, and coupled with the serious injuries he had just suffered, he could not move for the time being, but his mouth was still able to speak.

Hearing Zhang Zichen's call, Feng Ruotan and the other two were immediately happy. They were not attacked, so their bodies could still move.

"Brother Zhang!"

"Brother Zhang!"

Feng Ruotan and the other two saw Zhang Zichen being hit by a centipede, and then they saw Zhang Zichen being sucked into the centipede's mouth. They thought Zhang Zichen must be dead, but they didn't expect that Zhang Zichen was still alive.

The happy three immediately swam towards Zhang Zichen.

The mucus in the centipede's stomach was too sticky. Feng Ruotan and the other two spent a lot of effort before swimming to Zhang Zichen.

The three of them helped Zhang Zichen up. Feng Ruotan asked cryingly, "Brother Zhang, you were almost scared to death by the centipede just now. We thought..."

"Yes, Brother Zhang!" Seeing Zhang Zichen, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing's eyes were also red, "We thought you were dead just now!"

Seeing these three big men crying for themselves, Zhang Zichen was particularly moved. He laughed and said, "Okay, you three, I'm not dead again, why are you crying? Besides, the centipede just blew a breath, is it necessary to make a fuss?"

"Yes! Just a breath." Lu Wenxing wiped his tears and said, "A strong man of the Holy Lord will blow his breath. We may be wiped out. What you said is easy."

As Lu Wenxing said, if the centipede breath is blown on others, I am afraid that few people present will survive.

No matter how weak this tone is, it is a blow from the powerful Holy Lord, and few people can resist it.

Although Zhang Zichen survived, he was completely exhausted, with his skin burst, his muscles shattered, and his bones were broken. There was no good place in his body.

Now, Zhang Zichen has been sucked into his stomach again, and he is still suffering from this toxic erosion. This pain is not something that ordinary people can resist.

Just as Zhang Zichen and Feng Ruotan and the other two were talking and chatting, the monks who were sucked into the centipede's stomach, were suddenly panicked.

"It's moving! Damn it! It's moving!"

"What moved?"

"Musc, these mucus is moving!"

When Zhang Zichen heard this, he immediately looked at the mucus not far away.

The mucus in the centipede's stomach was dirty and smelly. In this mucus, Zhang Zichen also saw many dead bodies and limbs, which were extremely disgusting.

At this time, the mucus began to twist and extend as if it had its own life, and wrapped all the monks around.

"Oops!"

Zhang Zichen screamed inwardly and found that the mucus around him also began to twist.

The viscosity of these mucus is quite strong, and even many late-stage masters of the True Lord cannot resist or tear them apart.

Zhang Zichen was directly tightened by the mucus like a rope.

"Brother Zhang, what's going on?"

"What should I do? I'm dead, but today is really over!"

Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing could not escape this fate and were wrapped in this mucus.

In just a moment, hundreds of monks shouted, called for help and painful crying came from the entire space.

Everyone is a monk, and they come to the Centipede Valley of Guixu Realm just to be able to practice and break through to the next level.
Chapter completed!