"Wow!!"

The crying became louder and louder, giving me a splitting headache.

"What the hell is this?"

The drama addict lies on the iron plate, like a squid about to be served.

They were chatting one second, but were about to respond to the attack the next.

It happened so suddenly that he didn't have any time to react.

Xi Chi's main enemy is a hybrid of the same kind, and he has rarely experienced any Kaitan attacks.

This feeling of not being able to find an enemy at all makes the drama addict quite disgusted.

Gudu…Gudu…

The stone beside him sank into the swamp and quickly disappeared.

Xi Chi swallowed his saliva and turned to look at Wang Jin.

The young man did not show any panic, as if dealing with emergencies had become a part of his life.

Click, click.

Wang Jin had no expression on his face and quickly reloaded the shotgun.

Almost as soon as the handprint entered the shooting range, he emptied the magazine towards that area.

The advantage of the shotgun is fully demonstrated at this time.

The steel torrent covered a small area in an instant, so there was no need to worry about the hit rate.

Wang Jin saw it clearly.

The steel ball not only hit directly above the handprint, but also hit the fingerprint.

It happened to have no effect.

"Drama crazy."

Wang Jin waved his hand, indicating to the drama fans to hurry up and get to work.

"Ah, here we come."

The play idiot quickly calmed down and stretched out his hand to find the traveling golden flag.

Whoosh!

Golden light flashed.

The order flag cut several trees close to their roots and flew into the hands of the opera idiot like a boomerang.

He cut an entire plane close to the ground, but found nothing.

"Nothing? It shouldn't be..."

Xi Chi frowned, his tone a bit hesitant.

As the hand prints progressed, the pitch-black swamp beneath my feet slowly expanded.

So the handprints fell on the swamp, causing faint ripples.

No matter how you look at it, there should be something crawling on it.

"call…"

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.

The palm prints have not caused any substantial harm to them so far.

The only real fatal thing is the sudden appearance of the dark swamp.

Stones, leaves, trees.

Whenever the ground changes, everything on it will be swallowed up.

The tree, which was more than ten meters high, sank rapidly without leaving even a bubble.

Snap, snap.

The palm prints are getting closer and closer.

No one knows what will happen when the palm print comes close.

But Xiao Hei's fate is ahead of him, and no one dares to make fun of his own life.

Snap, snap.

The palm print fell on the swamp and disappeared in an instant.

The swamp slowly expanded.

"I'll go over and take a look."

Song He gritted his teeth and the dragon aura began to emerge from his body.

Although he had never experienced such sudden and strange incidents, he adapted quickly.

Xi Ji lay on the iron piece, while Wang Jin tried to make Xiao Hei expand the area as much as possible.

They can temporarily ensure safety through this method, but there is no way to go over and check the specific situation.

The only one who can move freely in the swamp is Song He himself.

So he stretched out his hand and threw two branches, preparing to use them as a springboard to jump to the front.

"No need."

Wang Jin waved his hand, signaling Song He to stay where he was.

"I'll go over there."

The words are concise and concise, leaving no room for doubt.

The shadow under his feet flashed past, and Wang Jin disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was in front of the palm print.

As if he had been prepared, Wang Jin called out the paradise flag.

I lowered my head and looked at my feet, and all I could see was darkness.

The palm prints were getting closer and closer, almost touching Wang Jin's toes.

A cold feeling comes, making people's scalp numb.

Wang Jin didn't have the slightest fear, but held his breath and continued to look down.

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"I know the baby-headed corpse god...but what is this?"

The little fox wiped away the non-existent sweat.

Flying is a huge advantage for her.

Especially when faced with this situation.

Unfortunately, not everyone can fly.

In order not to distract himself, Hu Xiaobei could only choose a simple and crude method.

Whoosh!

Su Xi suddenly jumped into the air with Xiao Hua in her arms, then fell straight down and was caught firmly.

This action was repeated again and again, as if he were jumping off a building without any protective measures.

Although both of them looked pale, they were not seriously injured.

Use the air current to blow people into the sky.

This is Hu Ling's method of controlling wind, and it is quite suitable to use here.

Without worries, Hu Xiaobei can concentrate on solving problems.

"Let me look at this handprint..."

The little fox turned its tail and slowly approached, until it was directly above the handprint.

It's not like she didn't attack.

Empty the magazine when meeting is one of the virtues she learned from Wang Jin.

Hu Xiaobei used the wind blade to hit the handprints from all directions.

If there really is something there, there is only one ending.

Chopped finely to make jelly.

But the palm print is still moving forward without any impact.

"Ah ha?"
To be continued...