Chapter 489
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A488 My fortuitous encounter is here!
"Wu, I'll tear you to pieces!"
She was also dizzy with anger.
The Butterfly of Sand believed whatever Zhen Xiaoxiao said. Trembling all over, she opened her Scarlet Flame Butterfly Wings and flapped them wildly in the wind!
Damn it!
Damn it!
Damn it!
What kind of sticky liquid came out of that fruit? It was so sticky that it almost stuck her eyelids together. So disgusting!
She blinked furiously, but her vision was still a blur.
Embrace of Death!
Seeing the True Phoenix unleash her fire-elemental killing move, Cen Yuanqing's face was ashen. Without waiting for Zhen Xiaoxiao to urge him, he followed closely behind her and ran.
That terrifying fire was the Flames of Death that could melt one's flesh into bone with just a touch of it!
The sorrowful cries of the Black Sand Poison Centipedes filled the air. Under the heat, their bodies were twisted into unimaginable angles.
Seeing this scene, the poisonous insect reinforcements that came from all directions retreated one after another, unwilling to participate in this terrible chaos.
Barbecue!
Barbecue!
Barbecue!
Zhen Xiaoxiao once again raised the Ground Fire Lizard meat and her bottle of spices, and began to cook with practiced movements.
Once he left the Butterfly of Sand's range, he would have to rely on his barbecue to successfully pass through the mountain occupied by the giant centipedes.
Bam bam bam bam bam!
Cen Yuanqing waved the two halves of his flute and opened a path in front of him. As if to get rid of the demons in his heart, his hands were swift and precise, knocking down one Black Sand Poison Centipede after another.
Die, die, die, die!
The Butterfly of Sand's eyes were covered by the black water. She could only temporarily use her voice and divine sense to capture Zhen Xiaoxiao's figure.
Because her rationality had been destroyed by her anger, she did not even leave herself a way out. She released all the Spirit Qi in her Core Sea.
Under the rage of a late-stage Enlightening Realm cultivator.
Zhen Xiaoxiao was in a sorry state as he fled.
His clothes were torn by the centipedes' feet, and his long hair was stuck to his face with sweat.
She and Cen Yuanqing worked together and quickly approached the center of the poisonous insects' nest.
"Eh? There's a sound? "
Located in the middle of a flat valley.
There were a bunch of small bumps.
Countless young poisonous insects the length of an arm were wriggling slowly on the mound.
Some of them seemed to be sleeping, while others lazily crawled a few times, stretching their small bodies.
However, between the layers of poisonous insects, an eye suddenly lit up.
"Has my opportunity arrived?"
Tears of agitation and grievance welled up in her bright amber eyes.
It was the morning light.
? What Bei was referring to was that his slim chance of winning in this competition lay in this pile of terrifying centipedes.
He plucked up his courage and walked to the center of the venomous insects, but he did not have the strength to continue fighting with the Black Sand Poisonous Centipede.
Only Tortoise Breath faked his death and sat cross-legged on the ground. He used the Northern Rock Transformation Technique to disguise his aura as an ordinary mountain rock.
Initially, he wanted to wait for the right time to come.
He had never expected this.
For some reason, his gorgeous clothes had attracted a group of small poisonous insects. They shamelessly rolled around on his body and curiously tied his hair into a nest.
The worst thing was that in order to save his life, he had to stay still and let these young men do whatever they wanted on his face!
Finally, he could finally end this terrifying torture!
"Help me!"
"Who can save me?"
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