Seeing that the opponent's magic weapon was powerful, Lao Wu knew that he had no way to deal with it, so he decisively gave up the sneak attack on the group and ran away with great determination.
Chen Yang found that Xue Wuya and the others didn't say anything. After all, they had experienced many situations before them and were used to it.
After running away for a long time, everyone stopped in front of a pool.
It wasn't that Old Wu didn't want to escape, but he saw bubbles bubbling on the surface of the small pool, and there were several corpses of practitioners floating on the water.
Staring at the past, several corpses had black faces and bleeding from their orifices, as if they had been poisoned.
Seeing this, Lao Wu, who had always been cautious, did not dare to risk crossing the pool.
"There seems to be something in the pool?"
Xue Wuya became nervous and asked in a low voice.
"They are not ordinary monsters. I have met these people, and they are all masters of the interior realm."
A fellow practitioner said with an ugly expression.
"Go around."
Chen Yang decisively decided to change direction and march along the edge of the pool.
Everyone followed him, walking cautiously, not daring to make any noise for fear of alarming the monsters in the pool.
Just because you don't take the initiative to provoke it doesn't mean that the things in the pool are meant to be released by a group of people passing by.
I saw more and more bubbles on the surface of the water pool, a bag gradually bulged out of the water, and I could vaguely see the black shadow rising from the bottom of the water getting wider and wider.
Chen Yang decisively raised his fingers together, and a spiritual light shot out, hitting the bulge on the water's surface.
A "boom" sound came from the explosion, and the monster in the water suddenly let out a howl and raised its huge head.
At this time, everyone saw clearly that the monster in the water was actually a huge centipede that was completely black.
"No, it's the Black Centipede!"
Old Wu exclaimed, his eyes widened.
In everyone's impression, the black centipede is timid by nature and is only as thick as an arm at most. It mainly bites with the sharp teeth on its head as its attack method, and its toxicity is similar to that of ordinary snakes and scorpions.
But the black centipede in front of me is as thick as a person can hug it. The half of its body exposed out of the water is seven or eight feet tall. Its head is even weirder. Four or five tentacles are actually sprouting from its forehead where two tentacles should have been.
The beard is long and twisting and waving constantly.
The Black Centipede glared at several people with its red eyes, and immediately spit out a bunch of green venom and attacked Chen Yang.
Chen Yang reacted very quickly and dodged the blue venom attack with a flash of his body. The venom hit the ground, sizzling and smoking, and a deep pit was corroded into the ground a moment later.
The toxicity was so strong that Chen Yang couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Old Wu threw the flying knife with one hand, and the green light of the painting hit the body of the Black Centipede. It bounced away with a "ding" without leaving even a scratch. This only angered the Black Centipede even more.
"Impossible, the Black Centipede cannot grow like this, it must have mutated! There is definitely something wrong with the monsters here!"
Old Wu seemed to have remembered something and said with great horror.
Everyone had no intention of fighting the mutated black centipede, so they turned around and fled towards the mountain.
Instead of facing such a terrifying black centipede, it is better to fight with that group of practitioners. The chance of survival will be greater.
It wasn't until the roar of the Black Centipede gradually disappeared that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
They tried their best and finally got rid of the black centipede's pursuit.
Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief at this time, came to Lao Wu, and asked: "What problem did you say about the monsters here just now?"