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Chapter 1187 The mouth of the ghost (1)

This poisonous mist was not specifically targeted at Song Zheng, but because the entire environment was filled with toxins and had expanded beyond the poisonous swamp.

Song Zheng did not blame Xiao Qinglong. After they found out that there was no danger here, they must have turned their attention to other places. The underground caves are vast and there are still many places that have not been explored, and their manpower is limited.

There may be guards posted at every location.

They obviously didn't notice the changes here.

At this time, Song Zheng thought of another question: Why here?

From that fork in the road as a starting point, everything seems to have changed.

He walked into the poisonous mist. The poison here was more intense than the ground just now, and it had reached a level that could slowly corrode the flesh into blood.

Gradually, a swamp appeared in front of him, but when he got here, because the poison became more and more intense, the poisonous mist became particularly thick, as if layers of poisonous clouds enveloped him.

Several bubbles suddenly bulged in the poisonous swamp, getting bigger and bigger. Several black shadows suddenly flew out of them, carrying a foul smelling wind and rushing toward Song Zheng.

Song Zheng raised his hand and clicked several times. It seemed slow but just right. Each black shadow seemed to be sending his head up. His fingers easily pierced the outer carapace, and a burst of spiritual energy pushed the brain inside.

Stir into a paste.

Then he pushed his palm forward, and huge spiritual energy spurted out, trapping the last black shadow.

The black shadow was about one foot in size and looked like a combination of a cricket and a cockroach. From its huge mouthparts, venom was constantly dripping out, exuding a dizzying stench.

Obviously, in a short period of time, the creatures in the Poison Swamp have undergone earth-shaking changes. If they were like this before, Xiao Qinglong would never let them go.

Song Zheng felt distressed. If he were outside, he could use various magical powers. He could even see the past clearly and easily understand what these poisonous insects have experienced. Now, he can only use the most basic methods.

Use spiritual energy to penetrate in and examine the body structure of the poisonous insect.

After a while, he also figured out that these poisonous insects had swelled from the size of a finger to this extent in just one day. This process must be extremely painful for them, and it is very likely that this process is similar to raising gu.

If a poisonous insect wants to grow, it must eat other poisonous insects.

Song Zheng's palm shook and the poisonous insects were shattered. He walked into the poisonous swamp. At the same time, he secretly paid attention to the cold feeling. He wondered if the changes in the poisonous swamp might be related to that kind of snake.

The poisonous swamp was full of poison, and the poisonous insects rushed towards him one after another for some reason. There were also various types of poisonous insects. He kept changing his position, and after several attempts, he quickly found an unusual place.

As soon as he steps into this area, the poisonous insects' attacks will become more frenzied and their numbers will increase greatly.

Song Zheng smiled slightly and charged into that area with more determination. He killed countless poisonous insects along the way. In the end, the poisonous insects rushed up together like a wave. Song Zheng wrinkled impatiently.

With a frown and a punch, a wave of power suddenly erupted, spreading out layer by layer. The poisonous insects rolled and fell in the waves of power.

After he killed tens of thousands of poisonous insects with one punch, a long line suddenly floated up in the poisonous swamp, and with a twist, there was a splash of mud and water, and a huge scorpion tail that was dozens of feet long flew out, and its huge tail hook went straight towards Song Zheng

Top of head.

What makes people feel creepy is that this scorpion tail is clearly a giant centipede. On both sides of the tail, there are thousands of insect legs, each of which is extremely sharp.

The scorpion hook at the end is five feet in size, black and shiny, glowing with a strange nine-color light.

This is most likely the Insect King in the entire Poison Swamp. The poison is so intense that even the Ancient God level may not be able to withstand it. But Song Zheng’s eyes lit up. The Insect King has appeared, so the secret of the Poison Swamp should be hidden in the poison swamp.

nearby.

He raised his hand and grabbed the scorpion hook!

The scorpion hook stabbed him hard, but it couldn't pierce his skin at all. The scorpion tail and the scorpion hook were extremely huge, but Song Zheng caught it easily, and then he pulled hard, and the scorpion tail

He tensed up instantly, but the insect king lurking in the poisonous swamp refused to appear, and used all his strength to pull against Song Zheng.

At the same time, eight long lines emerged from the poisonous swamp again, quickly rushing out of the muddy water, and eight more identical scorpion tails stabbed Song Zheng from all directions.

The Insect King's intelligence should not be low. This time, it specifically attacks the vulnerable parts of Song Zheng's body, such as his eyes, vagina, and... the bullseye on his butt!

It has realized that the opponent's body is strong and hard, and it is difficult to break through in other positions.

Song Zheng snorted coldly, and the hand holding the scorpion tail shook violently, just like shaking the spiritual fluid. A special vibration that the insect king could no longer resist, and was thrown out of the poisonous swamp with a bang.

At the same time, its other eight scorpion tails were shaken loose and fell down, unable to cause any harm to Song Zheng.

The body of the Insect King is huge, as much as ten feet in size. It has the body of a scorpion, the belly of a spider, the mouthparts of a mosquito, and the front legs of a mantis. It is covered with a pitch-black carapace and looks extremely ugly.

It was shaken out by Song Zheng, a pair of eyes burst out with light of hatred, and its huge body fell on the mire, with the concussive power still remaining in its body, and it was unable to move for a while.

Song Zheng raised his hand to take a closer look, and with a snap, the carapace shattered as easily as if it didn't exist.

Song Zheng's power was still there, as if there was an invisible iron pillar that firmly nailed him to the quagmire.

Song Zheng stepped forward and looked at the huge poisonous insect with some doubts. He found that there was something strange about this insect king: there seemed to be some lack of fit between its body and soul.

He didn't notice this when he killed those ordinary poisonous insects before, maybe because those ordinary poisonous insects were too small.

The soul and body are not consistent enough, which is very obvious in the huge insect king.

"How could this be?" He felt strange in his heart: Could it be a body snatching?

But how could an insect be snatched away? He carefully observed the soul and body of the Insect King. Although they were not consistent, there was nothing wrong with the soul of the Insect King.

The Insect King was in great pain, roaring and slapping its scorpion tail against the poisonous swamp, causing mud and water to fly everywhere. Song Zheng ignored it and began to search nearby.

After the Insect King was defeated, those ordinary rushers retreated one after another and never dared to come up again.

The blood of the Insect King was flowing, but it did not float around on the water, but drifted in a certain direction. Song Zheng smiled slightly, and there was a trace of soul power hidden in this blood.

He followed the direction of the blood flow. The Insect King seemed to know what he wanted to do, and roared angrily to stop him. But just as the nine tails were raised, Song Zheng raised two fingers together and swiped in the air, like sharp blades.

The roots and tail fell off together.

The pained Insect King roared again.

Song Zheng ignored him no longer. His blood had flowed into the dark poisonous mist. He immediately followed him. Several hundred feet later, he saw a black shadow standing in the thick poisonous mist.

Only when you get closer can you see that the black shadow is a strange stone tablet.

It is nine feet high and grows naturally out of the water. The surface of the stone stele is rough, with some faint lines, which is a bit strange. On the stone stele, there are three black holes, upper, middle and lower. The black hole in the middle is the largest, and the top one is slightly

Small, the bottom one is the smallest, only three feet high from the water.

The blood of the Insect King flowed here carrying the power of the soul, and slowly solidified under the stone tablet, while the power of the soul seemed to float into the black hole at the bottom.

And in the largest black hole in the middle, there was a faint suction force, pulling Song Zheng's soul.

Song Zheng's soul is strong and cannot be sucked away, but what he sees in front of him makes him very surprised: "What is this? How does it have anything to do with the changes in the poisonous swamp? It's also like this, in just one day, from the poisonous swamp.

Growing?"

He took a step forward, and spiritual energy rolled out, seeping into the poisonous swamp. He followed the stone tablet and explored all the way. Sure enough, it was only nine feet above the water, but under the water, it was unfathomable, like a small mountain.

.

"This thing... seems to have the effect of controlling and commanding the soul." He secretly speculated.

The Insect King is about to die, and the power of his soul is attracted. Moreover, there is some incompatibility between the Insect King's soul and body.

He flew hundreds of feet, caught dozens of common poisonous insects, and killed them under the stone monument. Sure enough, he saw a trace of soul power being sucked into the lowest stone cave.

It's just that the power of these souls is too weak. Compared with the Insect King, Song Zheng didn't pay attention when he killed him before.

"The black hole at the bottom carries the souls of poisonous insects to the west, so what are the two upper ones used for?"

He thought about it and left the poisonous swamp, returned to the cave lair of the three-headed ghost snake, and sure enough, he found that a three-headed ghost snake had appeared here!

He unceremoniously caught this big snake. This snake was extremely pitiful. It had a huge body and mighty strength, but it was extremely angry but could not do anything. The opponent was too powerful. As long as it was touched, it could not escape.

Song Zheng carried the big snake back to the stone tablet and killed it. The souls of the three ghost snakes floated out and were slowly absorbed by the black hole at the top.

Song Zheng knew that his guess was good, so the largest black hole in the middle absorbed human souls.

This stone tablet is really an evil object! He stepped forward boldly, hugged the stone tablet with both hands and broke it with all his strength!

Click!

There was a snapping sound from the base of the stone stele. Even such an evil object could not stop Song Zheng's huge spiritual energy. He actually broke the stone stele like a bamboo shoot!

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