The dark clouds above the head were suddenly dyed blood red, and a hole was torn open by the explosion.
Under the dual effects of suppression and burning, the continuous rain temporarily stopped.
This is the experience Hu Xiaobei learned from last night.
After Third Uncle set fire to the clouds above his head, both Changshou and the Mud Dragon King seemed to have calmed down a lot.
Hu Xiaobei was recreating that attack just now.
Obviously, the effect is quite good.
The endless long hands disappeared temporarily, and all she had to face was the unidentified leader in front of her.
The setting sun shines through the gaps in the clouds, and the girl dances with the strong wind.
The two knives in his hands staggered out and struck hard at the figure in front of him.
Bang!
The bamboo pole collided with the bone knife, but it made the sound of gold and iron.
It looks like neither side got an advantage.
The man in the coir raincoat grinned and let out a hoarse laugh.
"Haha? Are you still proud?"
The girl puffed up her cheeks and seemed dissatisfied.
The inhibitor fell from the sky and had a considerable impact on her.
The most intuitive thing is the decline in wind control ability.
Fortunately, wind control is not required in hand-to-hand combat.
"I can suppress stupid people in fighting."
Humming chants sounded, and the girl's figure suddenly disappeared.
Whoosh——
White light flashed, and the bamboo hat had more cracks.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
White light flashed continuously, and countless rays of white lightning seemed to fall around the man in the raincoat.
If you look closely, you will find that lightning is actually...
A white furball holding a pair of knives.
Her small and exquisite body allows her to increase her speed to the extreme through airflow without any effort.
The little fox shouted excitedly, mixed with continuous chopping sounds.
The cracks slowly spread, and the hat split from the middle and fell to the ground.
Showing a face full of shock.
——
"injured?"
Wang Jin shook off the thing on the nailed sword and turned to look at the head of the queue.
The man suddenly squatted on the ground and covered his head, seemingly uncomfortable.
"nothing."
The big platoon leader gritted his teeth, stood up and continued to paddle the boat.
"Tsk...these things seem to be getting bigger and bigger."
Wang Jin did not ask further questions, but raised his hand to chop up the human-headed spider that fell from the sky, complaining in a low voice.
The little black mirror ghost had temporarily lost its combat effectiveness due to reduced activity. Wang Jin could only secretly use the water flag to control the human-headed fish that kept eating bamboo rafts.
Even so, dealing with attacks from both the upper and lower directions at the same time made him a little confused.
"This is one of the hiding places of Nanyang Master."
The big platoon leader waved his bamboo knife, shaking the blood stains on it.
"Those beasts were defeated and have been huddled here tinkering with something."
"Maybe that's how they were born."
"So the closer we are, the more obvious the impact, which also shows that we are heading in the right direction."
Wang Jin nodded slowly and asked again.
"Sixteen years...you haven't been here?"
"I've been here before, only around here."
Da Paitou sighed and pointed at the scratches on the wall not far away.
"It's hard for me to pass alone. The furthest mark is this."
"Um."
Wang Jin nodded and put aside the muttering in his heart for the time being.
Da Paotou didn't tell the truth. He must have gone much farther than here, but he just didn't want to tell the information in vain.
If Wang Jin died directly due to a certain attack, he wouldn't even have to move his hands.
"It's a good plan."
Wang Jin grinned and muttered in a voice that only he could hear.
"There's something I have to remind you."
Da Pai Tou suddenly spoke, startling Wang Jin.
"I could barely get through the first two levels, but it was the next one that scared me away."
"It's not too difficult, you just need to pay attention to one thing."
The man glanced at Wang Jin who had stopped and spoke slowly.
"No matter who calls your name, don't respond and don't look back."
"oh?"
The young man raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"You'll find out later."
The big platoon leader sighed and did not respond directly, but continued rowing.
The bamboo rafts were advancing steadily and rapidly, and the fish and spiders just disappeared suddenly for some reason, as if they had received some kind of signal.
"The terrain has changed."
Wang Jin stretched out his hand and measured the distance.
The rock wall above the head has sunk a lot, and the walls on both sides are also moving closer to the middle.
From the original huge cave, it became a narrow passage.
It seemed as if my head would hit me whenever I raised my head, giving me an inexplicable sense of depression.
The stalactites have almost disappeared, leaving only one or two lying in the middle of the road.
This feeling of depression is filled with a bit of confusion, making it even more uncomfortable.
"Yes, it has changed."
When the response came, Wang Jin was stunned.
This sound is a bit like Da Paotou, but it's a little different.
Da Paitou's voice was hoarse and low, and combined with the echo of the cave, it always sounded a bit weird.
But this time, the voice was a little more ethereal and low, and there was no echo.
It's like someone is chatting directly in your ear.
“…”
Feeling the breath coming from his neck, Wang Jin obediently closed his mouth.
At the same time, he looked towards the front of the queue.
But he found that the other party was motionless, as if he was asleep.
If it weren't for the fact that his hands were still mechanically repeating the rowing action, Wang Jin couldn't help but go over and wake him up.
"interesting."
The young man lightly snapped his fingers.
Unfortunately, Xiao Hei and Mirror Ghost were still drinking coffee around a blanket in the Eye of the Ancient God, and could not answer the call for a while.
Wang Jin could only follow the advice from the leader at the beginning and stand still.
"Why don't you speak?"
The voice in my ears changed again, and the tone became much hoarse.
"The haunted dragon is serious again, Wang Jin."
"Song River..."
The young man didn't make any move, but in his mind he subconsciously pictured the bald young man with scars all over his body.
The Mud Dragon King gave a three-day time limit, which is plenty of time.
After you solve the underground problems yourself, you will make breakthrough progress.
It won't be long before Songhe can row a boat to Chenjiaweizi.
"Wang Jin, it's very dangerous here."
Xiao Hua's crying voice came, and Wang Jin frowned slightly.
Leaving this child up there will probably lead to a lot of hardship, but no one is safe.
Fortunately there is another tuner.
As long as you don't encounter any terrorist attacks, there will basically be no problems.
"I don't know what's going on with the little fox."
Wang Jin touched his chin and whispered softly.
"Wang Jin!"
A familiar voice sounded in his ears, and Wang Jin's brows jumped.
The thing seemed to have noticed this and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot.
"Listen to me first."
The girl's voice seemed to be filled with a different emotion, and her words were no longer as free as usual, but rather reserved.
"I...I like..."
“…”
Wang Jin didn't hesitate and punched him.
Bang!
Something flew out and hit the rock wall hard.
Obviously, this boxing champion Jin had a fatal blow.
"You really want to die."
The young man looked gloomy and turned his head slowly.
He looked at the thing he had just knocked out.
It's still a human head, but with a snake's body underneath.
It reminded Wang Jin of the beautiful snake written by Lu Xun.
But the word "beautiful"... obviously does not belong to those things.
The pale skin is slightly bulging, with strange wrinkles on it.
There are sharp teeth in the mouth, and two tongues stick out from it, like a snake spitting a message.
A round head with a slender snake body underneath... This extreme disharmony makes people feel a lot of disgust deep in their hearts.
This thing must have been lying on Wang Jin's shoulder just now, using various sounds to lure him into responding.
"Oh shit."
Wang Jin gritted his teeth, seeming to be inexplicably angry.
"Wang Jin! Wang Jin!"
Almost as soon as Wang Jin turned around, a deafening call suddenly sounded in the narrow corridor.
"You responded?"
The voice from the front of the queue sounded with unprecedented anxiety.
"Get lost."
The nailed sword in his hand made the wind sound, and the young man did not hesitate to slash at the "big platoon leader" who had just spoken.
It’s not that he can’t distinguish between falsehood and truth. He turns around and responds voluntarily.
Wang Jin just wanted to beat that damn thing.
"Ha...you can't hold on, either?"
The voice of the platoon leader sounded.
"yes."
Wang Jin nodded slowly.
He found that from unknown time onwards, there were more calls in the corridor called "Peng Hai".
"People like you shouldn't be affected by this kind of thing."
Da Paitou sighed and raised the bamboo knife in his hand.
"I don't want to hear that thing use her voice... to say weird things."
Wang Jin shrugged and answered casually.
"My reasons are similar to yours."
The big platoon leader smiled, and the hostility in his eyes was somehow lessened.
"Then just kill him."
The young man drew his shotgun, looked at the countless pairs of shining eyes on the rock wall, frowned and spoke.
——
"Huh...huh..."
In the ruins, the little fox kept panting with two knives in his mouth.
In just ten seconds, she performed thousands of chops.
The guy in the raincoat in front of him had wounds almost all over his body, but he still stood firmly in place.
If you look closely, you will find that there is no blood in those wounds, but instead there is mud.
Like a long hand, mud mixed with blood.
The mud gave off a strong smell that was nauseating.
Boom——
Thunder sounded and dark clouds gathered.
Hu Xiaobei sighed and looked up at the sky.
The effect of the signal bomb is limited, and of course my own imitation is not as good as the third uncle's attack.
The clouds are gathering again.
Once it starts to rain, the advantage you just gained will disappear.
If you want to completely deal with the man in the raincoat in front of you, you have to think of other ways.
"Um…"
Hu Xiaobei frowned and stared at the wounds on the man in the raincoat and the gushing mud.
She was confirming what the other person was.
Obviously the thing flowing in the body is the same as the long hand...but there seems to be some weird differences.
If it were exactly the same as the long hand, it should be incapacitated by now.
But this guy was jumping around happily, and from time to time he would stretch out his hand and hit himself twice.
It doesn't look like it was affected by the rain.
"Think carefully...think carefully..."
The little fox stretched out his paws and drew circles on his temples.
call!
The bamboo poles whizzed past, seemingly not intending to leave Hu Xiaobei a chance to think.
"Oh...what a headache."
The little fox sighed and rose into the air.
When the inhibitor failed, her wind control ability returned.