Qiu Lantong carefully observed his surroundings and made sure that there was no trace of the demon nearby, so he stopped.
It's not that he can't hold on.
Moreover, many of the people who followed him to break out were in very bad physical condition. If they were outside, a few injuries would not be a problem at all, not to mention that all those who could survive were Tianjun.
But in the Demonic Land, all laws and energy seem to be distorted by magic energy.
Especially for injuries caused by demonic attacks, ordinary elixirs have completely lost their effect here.
Not only did the wound not recover, it continued to get worse.
Qiu Lantong had to stop. He felt that if he didn't fix it, the people following him might not be able to hold on any longer. He gave the order, and many people collapsed on the ground.
These people are usually aloof heavenly kings.
But now, like ordinary people, they sat down on the ground regardless of the mess. They took out the elixir and stuffed it into their mouths, but the effect gradually faded.
From time to time someone let out a painful groan.
Qiu Lantong raised one of his hands. There was also a claw mark on his left wrist. It was left by a tyrannical demon on his body. The claw mark was clear, and the rolled flesh was dark black, and the nearby blood vessels were visible.
Linear ridges.
I don't know if it was because of his eyesight, but Qiu Lantong felt like there were many slender insects squirming in those bulging black blood vessels.
"What the hell?"
Fire erupted from Qiu Lian Tong's arm. He directly used the flame to burn the wound. A strong smell of burning flesh emitted. There was even a faint squeaking sound during the process, which was subtle and sharp, like the scream of an inexplicable creature being burned to death.
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After his wrists were burned black, Qiu Lian Tong felt much better.
But even so, he vaguely felt that the weird magic energy in the wound still had not been cleared away.
Even he, a top half-step god, is like this.
One can imagine those people with weaker cultivation and more serious injuries.
"Old Hong, where are you going?" Qiu Lantong suddenly saw an elder standing up and walking straight towards the underground river, his steps a little stiff.
"Thirsty, I'm thirsty."
The elder muttered, came to the underground river, lowered his head and went to drink water.
"Old Hong, wait a minute, you can't drink the water here." Qiu Liantong quickly scurried to Elder Hong's side and reached out to stop him. Everything here was very strange. The water of the underground river reflected a blue light. Qiu Liantong
Of course there is something wrong with smelting copper.
Suddenly, Elder Hong pushed Qiu Lantong away and growled lowly: "Thirsty, thirsty, I want to drink water."
Caught off guard, Qiu Lantong was pushed back a few steps, but Elder Hong had already passed Qiu Lantong and plunged into the river with a sudden force.
Gulu gulu.
A large number of cheongsam emerged from the water. Elder Hong opened his mouth wide and drank the water greedily.
"Lao Hong! Come up quickly!"
Qiu Lantong quickly formed a powerful hand and grabbed Lao Hong from the river, dragging him up.
"Water, water, I want water!"
Elder Hong struggled crazily, and his power became so huge that Qiu Lantong's magic hand began to disintegrate. There was a huge gap in strength between the two. This was originally impossible to happen.
But the fact is that Qiu Liantong's powerful magic hand can no longer control the opponent.
Qiu Liantong quickly increased his strength, mana surged, and controlled Elder Hong's body. Old Hong's eyes glowed with a faint blue light. Although he was tightly controlled by Qiu Liantong, Elder Hong was still waving his limbs desperately.
It was as if he had completely lost his sense of pain, and like a wild beast, he kept attacking the magic hand.
"How come Lao Hong is so strong?"
A look of surprise appeared in Qiu Lantong's eyes, and he felt that Elder Hong's power was several times greater.
Moreover, it is still rising.
He even felt that he could no longer control the other party, and had to continue to increase his strength. Click, one of Elder Hong's arms was broken by his own violent attack, but as if he had no consciousness at all, the arm bulged in reverse.
, continuing the attack at a weird angle.
Plop!
Suddenly, another sound of water came.
"Thirsty, so thirsty!"
Qiu Lantong glanced around and was shocked. Someone jumped into the river again, and there was more than one person. Several people walked straight towards the river.
"Quick, stop them, don't let them jump in."
Qiu Lantong controlled Elder Hong and shouted.
Some people who could still maintain their sense quickly got up and stopped those who were walking into the river.
"Thirsty, I'm so thirsty, let me drink water!"
The people who were blocked roared and bumped into the people who were blocking them. The two sides were entangled together. Their strength was so great and they were so crazy. If the person blocking them was not careful, they would knock him away and rush into the river.
Plop! Plop!
In the blink of an eye, several more people fell into the river.
These people slurped the water desperately in the river until their stomachs were as big as balls, and they didn't stop until... bang!
Their stomachs exploded, and these people were floating on the river, with huge bloody holes in their stomachs, and their intestines, liver, and lungs were scattered everywhere. What was strange was that not only did their faces not show any pain, but there was some kind of satisfaction in their eyes.
A faint blue light reflected in the pupils.
Within their bodies, worms like wireworms crawled out, constantly eating away at the remaining flesh of their bodies. These worms squirmed together as they ate, just like countless hair strands twisted into a ball, and gradually this black ball became
The things grew bigger and bigger, and they turned into blue-black humanoid shapes, composed of countless nematodes.
This strange scene made Qiu Lantong, a man accustomed to seeing wind and waves, feel a chill in his heart.
hiss--
These humanoid figures entangled with nematodes jumped to the shore and pounced on the person closest to the shore.
The man hurriedly took a few steps back and smashed out the magic weapon in his hand.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the treasure light exploded. The upper half of the nematode figure was blown away, and countless black threads flew around. However, the figure seemed to be unharmed, and the lower body still rushed towards it.
Those scattered threads flew back from all directions, gathered on the nematode's body, turned into a slender arm, and stabbed the person before, poof!
The nematode looked soft, but it easily penetrated into the man's body.
The man froze, and immediately after, you could see that his face, arms, neck, and all exposed places had linear bulges, as if countless iron worms were swimming inside his body.
He opened his mouth, let out a sharp roar, and raised his hands to scratch at his face and body. His flesh and blood were torn apart, but the worms were burrowing inside his body and they couldn't be scratched cleanly.
The man's roar became weaker and weaker. Not long after, a large number of nematodes rushed out of his body, turning his body into a broken bag full of holes. His flesh and blood and even his Nascent Soul disappeared, leaving only
There was only one skin left, and all the nematodes swelled and gathered, turning into a new demon.