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Chapter 246 Dead Night Grass

"Looks like that guy is doing well..."

Looking at the strange scene in front of him, Bai Mo thought to himself.

The Dragon Clan's external food technique is roughly similar to a special space method, which can unknowingly convert the surrounding confined space into its own stomach, so as to swallow the enemy into the stomach effortlessly.

There is no trace of this ability, and it is very difficult to guard against. Therefore, generally speaking, people who know something about dragons will not choose to fight with dragons in a confined space. It's a hassle to figure it out.

Dragons are already famous for their physical strength, and the stomach used to swallow enemies is full of strength and toughness, and even has the property of rebounding, which is difficult to destroy from the inside. Combined with instant death stomach acid that can corrode everything, it can fight against The enemy launched an endless trap.

Although such an attack method is quite simple, it is still enough to cause headaches for most people. At least in terms of trapping people, the technique of eating out is quite tricky, even if it ranks first among the many trapping techniques in Bai Mo's impression .

And as the dragon's blood was poured to the ground, the external food technique suddenly lost the power it should have, which shows that the dragon really stayed behind.

Under the action of the dragon's blood, starting from Bai Mo's feet, the surrounding flesh and blood suddenly shriveled up, as if they had lost all vitality, forming a dry field.

Not only that, the stomach acid in this piece of shriveled flesh and blood also disappeared, and I don't know if it evaporated with the dragon's blood.

This is equivalent to destroying both the defensive means and the offensive means of the external food technique, making the external food technique useless, posing no threat to Bai Mo, and also facilitating his next actions.

Yang Yiyi who was at the side had never seen such a scene before, she was stunned and stood behind Bai Mo without saying a word.

Bai Mo's face was calm, he looked at his feet, then at the bottle containing dragon's blood, and then put it away.

He didn't pour out all the blood just now, there is still a little crystal dragon's blood in it, which may come in handy later.

"Now our feet are safe, as long as we don't walk on those fresh flesh and blood, we should be fine."

He thought for a while, and said to Yang Yiyi who was behind him, "Look for it for me. Is there a black dogtail grass nearby? I think it may be embedded in the surrounding flesh."

"Dog... dog's tail grass?" Yang Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then asked suspiciously, "Isn't this the dragon's stomach? How could dog's tail grass grow?"

Bai Mo didn't answer this question. He remembered that the dragon said before that there were dead night grass growing in its belly, which was what he needed. This was also one of the reasons he chose to come here, so naturally he would The rest of the search.

The two knew that they were in someone else's stomach, so they acted cautiously. After searching for a while, they finally heard Yang Yiyi shout, and found a dogtail grass in a crack in a certain wall.

The whole body of the "Dogtail Grass" is as black as ink, about the size of a thumb, and the outermost cilia have tiny white spots, which are slightly flooded, like stars in the night sky, constantly twinkling.

This is Qizhen...

Yang Yiyi guessed silently, then looked at Bai Mo.

Bai Mo stared at the dead night grass for a long time, then carefully uprooted it.

Almost at the same time that the dead night grass was separated from the flesh wall, the flesh and blood around it suddenly lost its luster, became thin and dull, exuding a rotten breath, as if all vitality had been sucked out.

With just a light touch, these dry flesh and blood turned into powder and fell to the ground like a layer of dust.

Bai Mo took out a bottle from nowhere, picked out some powder and filled it up.

Yang Yiyi didn't understand the abnormal changes of flesh and blood in front of her eyes, she didn't bother to ask, but just looked at Bai Mo curiously and said, "What are you doing?"

"It's dragon meat anyway, so it shouldn't be wasted," Bai Mo said casually.

Yang Yiyi said with disgust: "This is someone else's stomach, you don't think it's disgusting."

"Dragon meat is extremely valuable. Even this kind of powder has a strange power. Maybe it can replenish someone's lost attributes..."

"So what?" Yang Yiyi interrupted him viciously.

But as she said this, she approached Bai Mo a few steps calmly, and finally squatted down directly, and took out a bottle to fill it with powder, very fast.

This was not enough, she even had the idea of ​​fresh flesh and blood, staring straight at the pink wall that was not yet alive for a while, and silently took out a knife.

Bai Mo obviously saw her thoughts, and said lightly: "I advise you to put away those unrealistic thoughts as soon as possible, if the meat in the dragon's stomach is so easy to cut off, then the technique of eating outside has already become a joke. "

The fact is indeed true, without the "identity authentication" provided by the leader and the destruction of the environment under the feet by the dragon's blood, Bai Mo and Mo would have died in this place long ago, just like Wuyu before.

You know, even an A-level false body of desirelessness can't survive in this place, and now even the scum can't be found, let alone the two "bad fish".

Although Yang Yiyi was very unwilling, she still put away the knife.

At this moment, a strange voice rang in her ears.

Bai Mo stared slightly, a faint sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart, he made a decisive decision, and hurriedly pulled Yang Yiyi who was still picking up powder back to the shriveled area covered by dragon blood.

Feeling the strength from her arm, Yang Yiyi didn't make a sound. She had been in the buffer zone for a long time, so she couldn't be an inexperienced novice. She quickly sensed the warning behind Bai Mo's move, and the evacuation was clean and neat. .

"This guy escaped quite quickly..."

Bai Mo secretly smiled in his heart, and then looked around intently.

I saw cracks appearing on the living flesh wall around me. Within the cracks, eyeballs almost completely covered with whites floated out. The pupils were extremely thin, and there was no emotion at all. It was weird. He turned twice and stared at the two of them.

Yang Yiyi's scalp became numb immediately, and she quickly took out the talisman. Looking at the indifferent eyes, she felt as if she was being treated as a prey.

"What is this?"

She asked Bai Mo in a low voice, feeling that if this went on like this, she would suffer from trypophobia.

"do not know."

Bai Mo shook his head, he didn't know that the technique of eating outside was so good, his stomach was full of eyes like dead fish, the dragon clan probably wouldn't use such a disgusting trick...

However, the more disgusting thing is yet to come. In the next second, a small opening opened under all the eyes again, and then slowly opened and closed, forming a mouth full of sharp teeth, and a scarlet tongue spit out. Like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

Bai Mo narrowed his eyes, his understanding of the technique of external eclipse was limited, and the dragon head didn't mention it to him. Is it because the other party deliberately concealed something, or he didn't know that this kind of thing happened in his mutilated body? Variety?
Fortunately, although it was uncomfortable to be stared at by a lot of eyeballs, those eyes and mouths did not seem to attack the two of them, and they seemed quite peaceful.

Seeing this, Yang Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, then seemed to think of something suddenly, and said nervously: "By the way, how should we get out of here later?"

Bai Mo didn't speak, he signaled Yang Yiyi to keep silent, and then tentatively took a step outside the area of ​​dry flesh.

In the next second, something terrible happened.

All the eyes suddenly became crazy, the large whites of the eyes turned red, and black blood shot out from the tiny pupils, forming black silk threads, which spread to all sides in an instant, and a large number of black threads were connected on the pink flesh wall, turning into a flash in an instant. It was extremely viscous, and the flesh wall seemed to have been terribly polluted and covered with a layer of black veil.

At the same time, the countless mouths under the eyes roared silently, and the tongues full of saliva stretched out, danced and twisted, interweaving in mid-air to form a tighter and tighter net of flesh and blood.

However, just when these eyes and mouths were about to lose control, Bai Mo suddenly withdrew his feet and returned to the area of ​​shriveled flesh and blood.

The spreading black lines slowly faded away, the blood in the eyeballs disappeared, and everything returned to its original state, as if it had never appeared before.

Except those eyes.

They remained motionless, still staring at the two of them indifferently.

Yang Yiyi swallowed, and poked Bai Mo's back: "Look at this posture, are we..."

"Well, I shouldn't be able to go out for the time being." Bai Mo narrowed his eyes.

"That dragon is tricking us?" Yang Yiyi's soft voice became more angry.

"I don't know."

Bai Mo didn't make a conclusion easily. He had never seen the aura of these eyeballs before, and he had nothing to do with the dragon clan, but the tyrannical aura just now was somewhat similar to the monsters in hell.

But if it's related to hell, it deviates from his previous expectations...

The hell and the gods should be in a period of war now, and they don't know when they will come back to their senses, Bai Mo sighed inwardly.

"Look, you!"

At this moment, Yang Yiyi's terrified voice came from beside her ear, and Bai Mo withdrew his thoughts and looked in the direction she was pointing.

On the fresh flesh and blood in front of him, a little bit of blood-shot human-shaped shadow gradually emerged, and blood-colored dandelions fluttered, falling from nowhere, as if intending to use the shadow as a skeleton to reproduce and fill a new body.

"No desire to pretend, that guy is not dead yet."

Bai Mo's expression was calm, this guy somehow managed to survive under the technique of eating out, but unfortunately, he was resurrected under his nose, he might have to die again...

He was about to ask Yang Yiyi to burn this guy to death, when he suddenly remembered something, dismissed the idea, and took out the black dogtail grass that he had put away.

"Listen to me." He said to Yang Yiyi behind him.

The voice was calm, like the deep sea without waves, which calmed Yang Yiyi's beating heart inexplicably.

"The thing in my hand is called Dead Night Grass. It is a very precious and rare treasure. One of its effects is to make people hide and disappear like the dead at night."

While speaking, he used his hands to cover the star-like cilia of the dead night grass, leaving only the dark main body on the grass.

At the same time, Bai Mo's figure also disappeared.

Yang Yiyi's eyes widened immediately, and she turned her head to look around: "Where are you?"

No one responded, and the other party seemed to disappear completely.

She hesitated for a moment, then tentatively moved forward and touched a slightly cold hand.

Like a splashed ink painting in an instant, the figure of Bai Mo reappeared in front of her in an instant, and said in a helpless tone: "As you can see, the shortcomings of the dead night grass are also obvious, and it will appear when you touch it, and It needs a steady stream of power input to maintain it."

Seeing him appear, Yang Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, glared at him angrily, then looked at the red-clothed figure who was about to reorganize, and suddenly realized: "You plan to let the two of us hide later?"

"Well, Wuyu may have died in the hands of these eyes, and it's just a good time to use him to test the reality of these things."

Bai Mo handed her the dead night grass.

"what?"

"As I said, if you want the dead night grass to function, you need a steady stream of power input."

"You want me to come?" Yang Yiyi widened her eyes and understood what he meant.

"You are more suitable than me." Bai Mo said naturally.

"I don't!"

"If you are not afraid of death."

Yang Yiyi snorted coldly, took the Night Grass from Bai Mo, gave him a fierce look, and said loudly, "Tell me how to use it!"

"..."

Next, the two quickly found a relatively safe place, held hands and activated the effect of the dead night grass, and their figures disappeared at the same time.

Yang Yiyi didn't feel shy about holding hands. The two of them held their breath and watched silently Wuyu who was about to be reorganized by the red dandelion.

As they disappeared, the eyes on the flesh wall seemed to lose their target, and they did not look at Wuyu who was "resurrecting", and the pupils lost their focus.

Do you only pay attention to visible living things...

Bai Mo secretly speculated.

After a while, the flying dandelions finally condensed completely and reorganized into a desireless body.

He slowly opened his eyes from the fresh fleshy ground, and a cold light flashed in his blood-colored pupils.

In the next second, the eyes on the flesh wall that had lost their target turned one after another, staring at him firmly, the whites of the eyes were filled with blood again, black silk threads spread and intertwined, and the tongue flicked wildly.

A crazy and strange breath spread.

There was a sneering smile on his innocent face, his right hand was clenched, and the countless dancing tongues seemed to be pulled by some invisible force, getting longer and longer, and then being ripped apart.

Dirty blood filled the air, mixed with a rancid smell, like a rain of blood towards Wu Desire.

Wuyu's expression was calm, and a big blood-colored umbrella appeared in his hand, swaying like a dandelion, absorbing all the blood rain from the sky, and there were some dark red stripes on the umbrella surface.

He put away the umbrella, and using the umbrella as a gun, he stabbed fiercely at a blood-colored eyeball. The eyeball exploded instantly without any power to stop it.

Not far away, looking at the figure in red who kept piercing his eyeballs, Bai Mo was thoughtful.

It can be seen that the false body of Wuyu was indeed killed by these eyes, otherwise he would not have vented his anger like this, and judging from the means he displayed at the moment, he might have brought part of the consciousness of the main body——

So risky, does this guy really care about the changes here?
Bai Mo's thoughts turned sharply, and he continued to look forward.

"The strength of the dragon's body has long been common sense, but you are so fragile, it really is a lodging thing that came from nowhere..."

Wuyu's cold voice sounded slowly.

"Tell me, what are you...?"

(End of this chapter)