The eight-legged mountain insect didn't give Xiaobai much time to think. It turned around and rushed towards him again. With its mouth wide open, Xiaobai could clearly see the sharp teeth inside.
I can't control that much anymore. If a person dies, a bird will look up to the sky. If he doesn't die for tens of millions of years, if he doesn't fight hard, the winning rate is too low.
Xiaobai made up his mind, with a look of determination in his eyes. As his hands danced, all the black energy surged up and turned into a black smoke column, rushing towards the eight-legged mountain insect's mouth.
Xiaobai's figure was hidden in the smoke column. With the impact of the smoke column, his figure looked like a ghost, as light as nothing and inconspicuous.
The smoke column rushed into the eight-legged mountain insect's mouth without any hindrance, and advanced along its tooth cavity.
The teeth in the tooth cavity of the Eight-legged Mountain Worm are constantly rolling in circles, tearing apart everything that enters its mouth.
The smoke column is formed by black mist, so it will not be affected naturally. What can be affected is Xiaobai who is hiding in the smoke column. He has almost increased his speed to the extreme. His body is in a mess, erratic, and the teeth are like circular saws.
Looking for a gap in the middle, not daring to stop at all.
It is a difficult decision to rush into the belly of the eight-legged mountain insect. It looks easy but is difficult to do. If you make a slight mistake, you will be crushed by your teeth and return to the totem pole to wait for the result of resurrection.
"This..." The melon-eating gods were stunned when they saw the smoke column rushing into the mouth of the eight-legged mountain insect.
They haven't read Journey to the West, so they don't know Sun Wukong's tricks. They just find it unimaginable. Is this the rhythm of seeking death?
Gods who are familiar with the eight-legged mountain insect all know that in addition to a pair of big teeth, the eight-legged mountain insect also has a tooth cavity. It can easily crush even the body of a true god and burrow into someone's stomach. It is just seeking death.
Well, even if it passes through the tooth cavity of the eight-legged mountain worm, the situation will not improve in the body.
The eight-legged mountain worm's gastrointestinal capacity is so good that it can swallow anything. It is in good health, tastes delicious and does not get sick. It relies on its unimaginable digestive ability.
Its body is filled with corrosive solution, and it can forcibly digest whatever it eats. Otherwise, how could it eat other giant insects, plants, trees, and rocks?
The corrosive solution can also cause damage to the god, and the damage is far greater than the damage caused by its teeth.
When the grassland gods are fighting against the eight-legged mountain worm, they must avoid it. If the carapace is broken, blood will spurt out. The blood of the eight-legged mountain worm also has the characteristics of corrosive solution. Splashing on the body will corrode the body of the god.
This is true even for blood, let alone the solutions in its body.
In the eyes of the melon-eating gods, Xiaobai is dead, and he rushes into other people's stomachs in a daze. This is definitely a model of immortality.
Pity this unknown true God, I have a moment of silence.
The melon-eating gods don't know what Xiaobai thinks. If he knew, he wouldn't have the idea of entering someone's stomach. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. The ignorant are fearless. He just wants to enter someone's body and strike.
I don’t even think about what’s inside my body. I’ve read too many novels and anime.
With the help of his quick movements, Xiaobai passed through the tooth cavity of the eight-legged mountain worm and entered a section of the esophagus without any danger.
Normally, this place was already inside. Xiao Bai shook his head and looked around curiously. If he hadn't known in advance, Xiao Bai would never have believed that he was in the esophagus.
This place is not like a biological organization, but rather like a bottomless cave with darkness all around. Fortunately, Xiaobai's vision is not affected by the darkness and he can see everything around him clearly.
The esophageal wall of the eight-legged mountain worm is not bright red like normal organisms, but is lime-grey, just like a smooth gray stone wall.
If you let the death warriors cut an esophagus like this, they probably wouldn't be able to cut it, because it looks so hard.
This also made Xiaobai feel wary. Even the esophagus was so hard, but what about the other organs in the eight-legged mountain worm?
It's definitely not as easy as I thought.
After passing through the esophagus, Xiaobai actually entered the body of the eight-legged mountain worm and landed in a certain organ.
Xiaobai had never dissected the body of the eight-legged mountain worm, and he could not use his previous experience to measure the eight-legged mountain worm. Therefore, he did not know where he was and could only take one step at a time.
He used his divine power to float in the air and observe his surroundings.
It was still a piece of stone gray, but the color was darker. What surprised Xiaobai was that it was actually moving. The walls of the cavity were moving at an irregular speed, sometimes faster and sometimes slower, sometimes still, and then moving suddenly.
stand up.
Xiaobai approached the cavity wall and looked at the reflection on it, which seemed to be some kind of liquid.
"System, what is this?" Xiaobai didn't touch it, not because he was too timid to touch it, but because he simply felt disgusting. The things inside the eight-legged mountain worm were disgusting no matter how much he thought about them.
"Lubricant." The system said matter-of-factly.
Lubricant?
Xiaobai blinked his eyes, twitched the corner of his mouth, and patted his chest. Fortunately, he didn't reach out to touch it. Touching lubricant or something felt weird, eh... so disgusting.
There was no dry place in the space, and the eight-legged mountain worm's lubricant was everywhere. Xiaobai didn't dare to touch it, so he could only continue to consume his divine power to float in mid-air, hidden in the black mist, and float forward.
, like a ghost hiding in the darkness.
After sucking the black mist into its stomach, the eight-legged mountain insect was a little confused. He raised his body and looked at the empty ground. He was a little puzzled. How did the black mist disappear?
There was a lot of it just now, and it felt like it had to swallow it back and forth a few times before it could completely swallow the black mist. Why is it all gone now?
It doesn't matter. The important point is that the little bug that could hurt it is still there. The eight-legged mountain bug felt it carefully and found no scent of Xiaobai, so it became satisfied. It seemed that it was caused by him.
Eaten.
Hey, hey, a little bug that can't even fit between his teeth dared to provoke me. I really don't know how he died.
The eight-legged mountain insect used its belly and legs to move its huge body and coiled itself onto the stone mountain again. It had just been disturbed by Xiaobai, and now it wanted to catch up on its sleep.
The careless eight-legged mountain insect did not notice that its body was changing.
Where it was destroyed by the giant dead wood gun, the black mist was still corroding its carapace tirelessly, expanding cracks and making its carapace even more fragile.
There is a large amount of black mist between the gaps in the carapace, silently corroding its delicate flesh.
These changes did not attract the attention of the eight-legged mountain insect. As a king, it does not care about minor illnesses and pains. It is nothing. As long as it takes a rest, it will get better.
The simple-minded eight-legged mountain insect didn't know that until Xiaobai died, his divine power would continue to be supplied, so his injuries would not get better at all, but would only continue to worsen.
That was not an ordinary injury, but Xiaobai's magic that caused continuous damage. If such a magic could be recovered through cultivation, it would not be considered a magic. (To be continued)