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Chapter 1817 I have no choice

The film was corroded and the monk's body was quickly exposed to the air. However, although the monk was able to move freely, the green mucus was overwhelmed by the monk's body.

In just a few blinks, the monk's skin began to ulcerate and even his muscles began to melt.

Sizzling

A stream of green smoke emanated from the monk's body.

His body is melting!!

The monk's screams, skin changes, muscle melting and other tragic situations made everyone present scream.

"Oh my God! This is gastric juice! This is gastric juice full of poison!"

"He is a master at the late stage of the True Lord!"

"It's useless! This centipede is a powerful Holy Lord. Our power is suppressed by it and we can't move at all!"

Hundreds of monks were desperate. They looked at the master of the late stage of the True Lord just now, his skin fell off and his muscles corroded cleanly under the green mucus. So far, he only had a pile of bones left.

However, even though there were only these piles of white bones, he was still screaming. The pile of white skeletons struggled and climbed in the green mucus, as if they wanted to escape, but it was useless. Even his piles of white bones gradually corroded in the green mucus and eventually disappeared invisible.

A late-stage master of the True Lord was so corroded that he didn't even have any residue left.

It is conceivable that the tragic situation is.

With the first person, there will naturally be a second person, a third person and a fourth person.

Soon, dozens of people were wrapped in the green mucus, and in a short while, it continued to two or three hundred.

Time continued. With the flow of green mucus, more than half of the seven or eight hundred monks in the entire space were wrapped in green mucus.

The entire centipede's stomach space was full of the sizzling sounds of the corroded bodies of monks and the roar of everyone. At first glance, there were bloody people and bones everywhere. They struggled in the green liquid, making a mess, very miserable.

Countless people are struggling, countless people are shouting for help!

But the green mucus has no sympathy. They are still flowing. Nowadays, most of the space in the stomach is green. The green poisonous gas is floating around, which makes people terrifying.

Seeing that the green mucus was about to flow to them, Feng Ruotan and the other two could not help it. They finally thought of Zhang Zichen!

"Brother Zhang, we're dead! We're really dead!"

"Yes, Brother Zhang, what are you doing? Why don't you talk all the time?"

"Brother Zhang, you said something! Even if you die, it would be worth it if we die together!"

Although they were in a desperate situation at this time, no one was willing to die. Feng Ruotan and the other two were the same, and they didn't want to die either, so they placed their last hope of living on Zhang Zichen...

But he didn't know that during the time just now, Zhang Zichen had been closing his eyes and resting. He was feeling the true energy in his body to regulate his blood and heal the serious injuries he had just suffered.

In addition to this, Zhang Zichen's mind was still spinning rapidly, and he was trying to find a way to escape.

So for so long, Zhang Zichen didn't say a word, and now he has to speak in a critical moment.

Zhang Zichen coughed and finally said, "My injuries are healing."

I heard Zhang Zichen speak, and the first thing he said was that his injury was about to heal.

Suddenly, Feng Ruotan and the other two were happy, and they all shouted: "Brother Zhang (Brother Zhang), are you okay? Your injury is healed? That's so good! Then, according to what you said, can we go out?"

Only Zhang Zichen is the strongest. If anyone can escape from the belly of this centipede, it must be Zhang Zichen.

Feng Ruotan and the other two also had great hope for Zhang Zichen, and everyone's hearts were placed on him.

But just when everyone thought that Zhang Zichen had a way to escape the space in the centipede's stomach, Zhang Zichen sighed and smiled bitterly: "Although my injury is almost healed, at present, I have no way to escape the centipede's stomach. I have never encountered this situation."

"Ah?" Feng Ruotan exclaimed, "Brother Zhang, aren't you kidding?"

"Haha, do you think I'm joking?" Zhang Zichen asked back.

"I, I can't see your expression! So I don't know if you are joking." Feng Ruotan's heart fell to the bottom. After this period of contact, he had a simple understanding of Zhang Zichen.

Zhang Zichen is a man with a humorous style in his daily life and can afford to joke, but he never jokes when he encounters danger.

Especially when death is right in front of you, Zhang Zichen will not make fun of the lives of the four of them.

If this is the case, then the situation will be bad.

On the other side, in a 'cicada pupa' that was about to be wrapped in green mucus, Lu Wenxing suddenly burst into tears: "Oh my God! This time, I'm afraid we are really dead! I'm really clear about Brother Zhang's personality and tone, and he will definitely not joke!"

Compared with Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing, they have been in contact with Zhang Zichen for a longer time. They have a deeper understanding of Zhang Zichen. Zhang Zichen said there is no way, then there is definitely no way.

This time, I'm afraid it's doomed.

Suddenly, everyone panicked and began to scream. The sharp sound really wanted to pierce a person's eardrum.

Zhang Zichen felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and he immediately stopped him loudly and said, "Okay, OK! You guys are really enough! Don't you bother with noise?"

Lu Wenxing immediately became quiet, but he couldn't help but say, "Brother Zhang, you are really a man. We are almost dead. Why don't you let us mumble a few words?"

"That's it!" Feng Ruotan responded in another 'Cicada pupa', "Brother Zhang, we are all going to die. We just mumble and cry a few words. What's wrong with this? Do you think we are quarreling? At least we are sharing weal and hardships and life and death. It's not okay to quarrel with you for a few times?"

"I..." Zhang Zichen was speechless for a moment.

"Brother Zhang, what do I do?" Lu Wenxing said loudly, "At this point, if you have any worries, you can tell us as soon as possible. If you see that these green mucus will flow to my side. If you don't say it, you will have no chance."

"You..." Zhang Zichen took a breath and said, "Be quiet. I just said, I didn't think of a way to escape the space in the centipede's stomach, but I didn't say we would die."
Chapter completed!
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