Chapter 2359

Scalding flesh and blood are instantly absorbed by the dense arms on the inner wall, just like a sponge absorbing water.

After absorbing the blood, the arms changed immediately.

Originally pale skin color, become like black iron general, more hard and tough.

Root fingers, like daggers, black mucus, sprayed everywhere, howling from all directions, filled the entire void channel.

For a moment, it was as if the world of evil spirits had come.

The monks on the scene felt as if they had been filled with hot metal, and they were in great pain.

"Die for me!"

Suddenly, the friar, who was burning all over, burst out a roar.

He kneaded the formula with both hands, and his aura soared. The moment his eyes were staring round, it was like a long river of fire rising up into the sky, burning up all the eight wastes and six harmonies.

Boom boom!

His arms around him were immediately burned to ashes, falling from the air with a scream.

But before the monk could breathe a sigh of relief, the ashes were blown by the wind and gathered together again. In a moment, they turned into the shadow of a giant beast and rushed at the monk.

The friar was surprised, but he immediately reacted, and his face was full of ferocity: "look for death!"

The words fall down, and the flames all over the body condense into streamers and sharp arrows. They all shoot out in anger. If a meteor shower, it will pour down.

The sky and the earth were filled with the sound of arrows breaking through the air.

The shadow of the beast was immediately shot into a sieve.

But inside the wounds, there was a black crush.

Rolling everywhere, out of thin air grow a mouth of terror, a twisted arm.

These mouths and arms, like maggots of tarsal bones, pounced on the monk.

"The sun is like a rainbow!" The monk roared and the flames burst around him, ten times as much as before.

However, these arms, like weeds, could not be completely burned in the spring breeze. On the contrary, they soon surrounded the monk, and even the last light could not be seen.

After a while, there was a scream from the friar in the black.

Blood gurgles, seeps from the entangled arm crevice.

Around the crowd, seeing this scene, his face became more and more pale, and his heart almost sank to the bottom.

The monk who has just fallen has reached the quintuple of fairyland. In this team, he is already the fighting power of the upper class.

But he was still unable to stop the strange offensive.

And the most desperate thing is that these arms are killing more and more.

A Friar's whole body is covered with frost, like hard armor.

Before they touched him, the arms froze and fell from the air.

But although it fell to pieces with a bang, soon every piece of it evolved into a new arm, like a poisonous snake, and jumped on it again.

In the blink of an eye, several monks screamed and were dragged into their arms like countless snakes, turning into blood.

These blood, let these arms become more and more rampant.

The nun, whose body shape is like a bamboo stick, with her own body shape, shuttles back and forth between the arms of the Golden Snake.

But even so, she tried to rush out several times, but was immediately forced to retreat.

At this time, how ugly her face is, how ugly it is.

"Notice what this empty passage looks like." At this moment, her voice suddenly began to dry.

At this time, all the people were fighting in the channel, shooting at random, all kinds of magic powers, gushing light, as if the star burst, the universe fell.

Only after hearing the woman's warning can someone look around.

The inner wall of the original void channel, in addition to those crazy arms, has turned into a light pink color, and it is still wriggling.

A lot of mucus is still seeping out from the inner wall, a kind of corrosion of molten gold and iron, which makes people scared.

A friar was stunned for a moment, and then responded: "this, this is like... Intestines!"

All of a sudden, people have come back to God.

At the moment, the interior of the void passage looks like a gut.

"What's going on?" Cried a friar.

"Don't you mean to go to xiangmen Wangyang? Why are we brought here?"

"There's no deviation in the coordinates. How did we fall into the trap?"

"Lei Yao! Ray young! You two bastards, answer me

Whoa!

At this time, another monk was caught by his arms and torn apart.

When the true fairyland monk fell, his amazing aura and blood seemed to be the greatest nourishment. When he fell, his arms danced like tangled seaweed.

A feeling of despair began to spread uncontrollably.

Chu Yan was in the crowd. At this time, the divine consciousness shrouded around him, and everything was under control.

The arms around him have no effect on him.

Chu Yan didn't even have to dodge.

Because when these arms touched his body, they were immediately broken and disintegrated. They were hard to protect themselves, let alone hurt Chu Yan's hair.

His divine sense is looking for the position of the Lei brothers.

At this time, Chu Yan could clearly feel a strong sense of death and resentment surging around.

These arms are obviously the condensation of spirits and resentment.

Combined with the information Chu Yan bought before, Chu Yan has been convinced that they really came to the range of xiangmen.

If the Lei brothers deliberately design and deviate from the route, so many people present will definitely find out.

But at this time, I don't know why, the entrance of xiangmen didn't appear.

In this short film, the crazy long arm tore several monks to pieces.

Moreover, after absorbing the monk's blood and aura, the arms became stronger and stronger, and even entangled. It was no problem to resist the immortal monk's magical power attack.

Bang bang!

In a series of chilling noises, several friars were directly whipped on the inner wall of the void passage by their entangled arms, just like beating flies, which turned into flesh and blood mud.

At this time, Chu Yan's divine consciousness suddenly jumped.

At the next moment, a bright sword suddenly appeared from his back neck, tearing the sky, chopping the Milky way, straight to Chu Yan.

In the void channel, those frightening attacks are only mucus, arms and dead breath.

This kind of knife light, straight to himself, can only be a monk.

"Presumptuous!"

Chu Yan's eyes twinkled with a cold hum.

Blood boiling in a flash, like a hundred thousand mountains, rising up, shaking the earth.