dream bubble

Chapter 483 Dragon Slaying 8
Seeing his clan members dying in front of his eyes one by one, Aksai felt extremely sad and angry. The worm cloud he turned into made a humming sound, as if roaring and whimpering.

In an instant, one of the insect clouds surrounded one of the spiders.

It was a very ugly looking spider, its whole body was covered with rust, and the eight eyes on its forehead looked extremely ferocious.

This thing obviously knew something was wrong, and before the worm cloud fell, it made a chirping sound, and a purple light ball suddenly appeared around its body, and electric arcs clinging to the light ball, like countless earthworms slowly wriggling .

Those Gu worms that just pounced on fell down one after another.

These natal spirit Gus of Akesai are not afraid of chopping with knives and axes, and are not afraid of water and fire erosion, but they cannot withstand electric shock. impossible.

The spider obviously understood this point, after it released the arc, it immediately burrowed into the ground with a "whoosh".

Akesai was furious, those bugs that had not been anesthetized quickly gathered, and instantly turned into a human form, and he was seen scratching in the air.

What Wumen mastered was originally a kind of design space, the power that can change the law.This power comes from the spirits of the ancient times.

In an instant, the spider that had escaped more than ten feet away was pulled back by force.

Axel clenched his fists violently.

"Pop" The green slurry spurted out from the spider's body, as if an invisible hand squeezed hard, squeezing this horrible and ugly bug into a meat paste.

This is the difference in strength.

After killing a spider, the painted-faced old Miao looked around, his right hand scratching again and again.

Without any fancy, one by one spider was caught in his hand.

This is his power, absolute power.

"What's that smell?" suddenly he muttered to himself.

He didn't notice it just now, but at this moment he found that the corridor was filled with an indescribable smell, a bit like the smell of mud in the swamp, and a bit like the smell of the soil next to the latrine.

His eyes widened suddenly, because the strange smell made him feel dangerous.

The degree of danger is not very strong, and it should not hurt him, but his heart is throbbing, as if telling him to stop it quickly, it must be stopped.

The painted-faced old Miao didn't know what it was, but he knew that his intuition was definitely not wrong.

It's a pity that when he woke up, it was already too late. He vaguely heard a sound of "Boom" coming from the depths of the tunnel.

It was an explosion sound, but it seemed very strange. It was not as rapid as an ordinary explosion sound, but it dragged on for a long time, and it seemed a bit dull.

In the next moment, Lao Miao felt that the insects he turned into were all engulfed by fire, and a pillar of fire spewed from the depths of the corridor.

Lao Miao wailed, the fire couldn't hurt him, but it made him feel devastated, because he knew that his village was over, and there were not many living people in the whole village.

"Ah—why? Why is this happening?" Axel raised his head and yelled angrily.

"Why did this happen, why did this happen, why did this happen?" the voice echoed in the corridor, it sounded so shrill.

"Old ancestor, old ancestor, let's go now, there is still time." His good grandson shouted repeatedly.

"Yes, I have to go, but it's not me." The painted-faced old Miao grabbed the young man violently and sent him out forcibly.

This is already his only hope, his last bloodline.

(End of this chapter)