"As I said just now, after the ancient strong fell, they were bitten by a terrible insect, which is the corpse God insect!" Zhao Yuande said, "This kind of insect is very terrible. Their teeth are extremely sharp. They can destroy even eight or nine kinds of fortune fairy treasures. Moreover, there is terrible and highly toxic in their teeth. After the strong bodies are eaten by them, the highly toxic poison in their mouth will corrode the bodies before they produce body oil."
"Well... If we encounter this kind of insect, we won't give it for nothing!" Wan Juntian stepped back, and his face showed the color of panic.
Other people are also very ugly. Zhao Yuande obviously doesn't need to lie to them.
"I just explored the spirit. Those corpse oils seem to corrode the spirit and can't pass through." Zongcheng River's face is very dignified.
"Let's leave! It's terrible here!" Cai youyou's face was very ugly. He looked at the big dark hole and looked frightened in his eyes.
The taste just now was so smelly that it was unbearable!
"Don't worry!" Zong Chenghe looked at Zhao Yuande and said, "brother Zhao, you must have a way!"
"Oh! In fact, it's not so terrible. Although corpse God insects are terrible, they don't like living people. They only like dead bodies without vitality. As long as we are careful not to attack them, there will be no danger." Zhao Yuande said.
He saw the knowledge of corpse God insects from the jade ultimatum of creation, which has a detailed description of corpse God insects.
"Corpse God insects don't look terrible. Are they green faced fangs with ferocious looks?" Cai youyou asked anxiously.
Zhao Yuande thought of himself in the other party's mouth for no reason, and he was unhappy for a while.
"It's terrible. The green faced fangs look like Zhao Yuande!" he couldn't help saying.
"... brother Zhao, can you be serious!" Cai youyou's face showed a strange color.
"Cough... Just a joke." Zhao Yuande coughed awkwardly. "In fact, I can deal with the corpse God bug. Don't worry!"
"Well... Let's start! I seem to feel that we will really gain something this time." Zong Chenghe's looking forward to the light in his eyes.
"Close!" without hesitation, Zhao Yuande held a small gourd in the palm of his hand and aimed at the black hole.
A suction force came from the mouth of the gourd, and all the sticky and smelly ancient corpse oil in the black hole was sucked in.
People looked at Zhao Yuande with different eyes. Even if they couldn't judge the level of small gourd, they knew it was a powerful treasure.
Zhao Yuande's identity is more mysterious than they thought.
In ancient times, there was not as much body oil as expected. It was soon sucked dry, and a dark hole was exposed below.
Bubbles are constantly emerging from the hole, which seems to connect with an incredible place.
"There is a sealed land below!" Zong Chenghe said with a touch of excitement on his face. "I feel the power of emptiness. Someone should seal the space below with the way of emptiness."
"There's no danger. Let's go down!" Zhao Yuande's spirit also scanned the hole. There's nothing in it now.
"Really want to go down?" Cai youyou looked at the dark hole and couldn't help shivering.
Ancient body oil really made her have a psychological shadow.
"There may be Kunpeng inheritance... If you don't go down, wait here. When we get the inheritance, you can only be greedy." Wan Juntian grinned.
"Hum! How could it be so simple? If it were so simple, I'm afraid someone would have got it!" Cai youyou said.
"That's true!" Zong Chenghe nodded. "If it's really so simple, I'm afraid many powerful predecessors here have long been inherited by Kunpeng."
"Walk, go in and have a look!" Wan Juntian strode to the dark cave.
Zong Chenghe didn't stop him this time, but followed him closely.
Everyone hurried to keep up. Although they were friends, Kunpeng inheritance was no small matter. Everyone wanted it.
Under the dark hole is a space shrouded by the force of sealing. The area here is small, only tens of feet in size, and there seems to be traces of human habitation.
"This should be a cave of cultivation!" Zong Chenghe turned around in the space and frowned slightly.
"That's right! Look at the handwriting on the wall. It seems that it is ancient, and there are some feelings of cultivation. However, this person's realm is a little high, and I can't understand what he wrote." Qin Yu frowned slightly at the messy handwriting on the wall.
"It seems to be the feeling of some kind of skill, but I'm sure it's not inherited by Kunpeng." Zhao Yuande also saw these ancient words and couldn't help shaking his head. "These feelings seem that some donkey lips are not right for the horse's mouth. At the last moment, it's still the method of breathing and breathing, and at the next moment, there will be the magic power of skill!"
Zhao Yuande was not careless. He recorded all these ancient characters. He thought there might be some problems.
"Here... There is a small hole!" Zhuang Chengyu's voice came.
The crowd focused on the past and immediately saw a palm sized hole in the corner.
This hole is blocked by a big fast stone. If you don't look carefully, you really can't find it.
The hole was flat and smooth, as if it had been cut by some extremely sharp magic weapon.
"This small hole... Seems to lead to a mysterious area!" Zong Chenghe's spirit entered the small hole and his eyes lit up.
"Don't......" Zhao Yuande saw the hole, but his eyes coagulated slightly, and hurried to stop Zong Chenghe.
But this time is already late.
A golden light rushed out of the cave and shot at Zongcheng River's eyebrows.
The speed of golden light is unparalleled, which is beyond their imagination.
"No... what is this!" Zong Chenghe felt a huge crisis coming. His scalp was covered with sweat and hair, and his back was sweating.
"Stop it!"
At this moment, he also broke out all his strength, and the surrounding water surged in front of his eyebrows, forming a layer of water curtain.
"Poof..."
A series of soft sounds came, all the layers of water curtain were penetrated, and the golden light had appeared in front of his eyebrows.
It was a golden bug the size of a thumb belly. It was fat and round. It looked really cute.
But at this time, the people had felt the horror of the insect. Its clumsy looking forelimbs had fallen on the skin of his eyebrows.
"Zheng!"
At this time, a water wave rippled in the middle of Zongcheng River's eyebrows.
An old Taoist in a blue Taoist robe dashed out of his eyebrows, slapped the golden bug upside down and flew out.