Chapter 2665

Such a bloody scene, don't ask also can't bear to continue to see, body in a flash, just want to leave.

But at this time, the change suddenly.

Just listen to a very familiar voice, suddenly from the crack where the skeleton is: "help me!"

His voice is very low, if you do not listen carefully, it is absolutely difficult to hear.

"Master, is that you?" Mo Wen's eyes flashed, slowly approached the crack and murmured.

"Little... Little brother, it's me. Please help me. Now I'm trapped in the crack. If you don't help me, I won't even have the chance to be reborn!" The voice of the old man with white hair came out again.

Don't ask for a moment of silence. Immediately, his mind moved, and he went quietly to the crack. After a while, his eyes burst out, staring at the crack, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the bones and see the depth directly.

Behind the cracked bones, there was a thick mass of black mucus. The ghost of the old man with white hair was struggling desperately.

However, the black mucus was like an indestructible cover, which trapped him. No matter how he struggled, he could not get out of it.

Don't ask the God to once again sweep, the eyes show a trace of dignified.

The black mucus not only contained a wave of ice power, but also had countless black tentacle like threads around him, which spread rapidly and didn't know where to go.

Mo Wen can clearly sense that the spirit of the old man with white hair is rapidly passing away, absorbed by those black threads.

"The ghost cultivation of the old man with white hair is being devoured and absorbed by the cold water dragon. I'm afraid that in a few minutes, he will be completely out of his mind and no longer exist!" Don't ask in the eye cold light a flash, two words don't say, the right hand lifts suddenly a wave.

As if the wind had blown by, the white bone, which was stuck in the crack, collapsed quickly and turned into countless white fragments, revealing the thick black mucus.

"Little brother, help me, help me!" When Mo Wen found out that he was taking action, the despairing old man suddenly burst into a strong hope of life. He could not help shouting wildly.

"Shut up! Once you get those snacks, you'll be dead! " Don't ask immediately a roar.

"Good, good, I won't cry!" Hearing this, the old man with white hair quickly shut up. As for the terrible separation of food and consumption, this old man has suffered a lot. How can he not know the power of this monster?

Mo Wen stares at the black mucus stuck in the deep of the crack, ponders a little, does not hesitate to shake his body, and then goes directly into the crack.

The flesh wall around him was uneven, like a living creature. It was creeping slightly and smelling. It attacked Mo Wen mercilessly. However, under the protection of the Magic Dragon Armor around him, those gases with strong corrosivity could not get close to him.

"It seems that to save the old man with white hair, we must first cut off those black tentacles!" Don't ask heart murmur, right hand a shake, snake scale dagger in hand, forward gently wave.

"Click!" With a piercing sound, the black mucus broke its right tentacle.

Without hesitation, don't ask the hands of snake scale dagger repeatedly waving, countless dagger awn flash, that black mucus around all the black thin lines, Qi Qi collapse.

With the breaking of the black tentacle, the black mucus seemed to lose its vitality and withered immediately.

The old man with white hair opened his mouth and let out a shout of escape from death. Shua's body flashed out like lightning and ran straight to Mo Wen.

But at this time, Mo Wen's whole body was shaking violently. A cold came from behind, which made his scalp numb instantly.

This kind of feeling is like having a super strong man, holding a sharp blade, stabbing hard at his back and heart.

At this critical moment of life and death, Mo Wen didn't have time to look back. With a wave of his backhand, the snake scale dagger suddenly flashed out and went straight to the cold.

At the same time, Mo asked his left hand to roll up the ghost of the old man with white hair, put him in the psychic tower, suddenly turned around and looked at him with bright eyes.

All this was done in an instant, without any delay. Just as Mo Wen turned around and looked away, a earth shaking roar came from the crack.

I saw a ghost, with the snake scale dagger cut down, suddenly divided into two, into wisps of smoke dissipated.

Take back the snake scale dagger. Don't ask. You can't help but feel relieved.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Wen didn't leave the crack rashly. Instead, he entered the tower and communicated with the ghost of the white haired old man hiding in the tower.

"Master, what happened before?" Don't ask, straight to the point.

The old man with white hair was wrapped by a strong pulling force, and then trapped in the wall of flesh. Only he knew the situation here.

"Little brother, don't go forward any more. Not far ahead is the monster's inner Dan. As soon as I got close, I didn't have time to react. I was attacked. My body withered and only the ghost escaped. If you didn't arrive in time, I'm afraid that now I don't even have a chance to be a new man, and there's no residue left to be swallowed by the monster!" The old man with white hair immediately murmured and explained.