Dark Blood Age

“Are you sure you saw the Purple Flame Devil?” Chu Yun raised his voice and asked, a young man in front of him, named Zhang Huan, a Dark Warrior of only one level.

“Yes, Captain Chu, I was in charge of the vigilance. I saw it in the telescope. That thing, the beard that burned the flame, curled my brother to death. I'll never forget it. It's definitely that monster!” Zhang Huan swore to Dandan and chewed his teeth into pieces,

“How many did you see?” Chu Yunsheng thought again, "If there are more than two, don't have any fantasies about yourself. Although sealing the purple worm is very tempting, it is not worth risking your life.

“We only see one, and we don't know if there's anything else!” Zhang Huan pondered for a moment and said carefully.

“Thank you, I get it, you go rest.” Chu Yun nodded.

He carefully recalled the actions of the insects for some time. When the stone tablet suddenly appeared, the insects attacked Jinling City wildly, but there had never been a purple flame monster, so at that time, they all judged that there could only be two purple flame monsters surrounding Jinling City, which appeared east and west of Jinling City, and had been killed.

It is certain, then, that the number of such insects, whether coming through the "mirror wall” or from the Earth, must be extremely scarce and that each occurrence may take a very long period of time.

Today, the opportunity is extremely rare, and if a second purpura bug really emerges after a while, it will be difficult for me to resist alone.

Moreover, Jiangbei's giant tomb was directly cut in half by the stone tablet, and the greatest threat to Chu Yunsheng was in the injury recovery period. At the same time, he also had plenty of ice charms to restrain the bug fire energy. Therefore, although the insect herd was still huge and the risk was very high, the feeling of uncertainty was much better than when he went to blow up the tomb.

“Yao Xiang, go back to the office building and notify Ting Yan. I'll find out about the purple flame bug. If there is an emergency, someone will send a flare across the river!” Chu Yunsheng really wanted to seal this violet worm. Although difficult and dangerous, he thought there was always a way, not without a chance.

The most direct reason why he wanted to get the Purple Flame Demon Bug was because it was more powerful than a Black Martial Arts King and forced himself to do so.

In future critical moments, it can help, whether it's against battle bugs, white women or cloak men, even defeat them unexpectedly!

At present, women in white and cloaks have the same hidden strength and balance in Jinling City, making it difficult for both sides to engage in large-scale clashes at one time or another.

Chu Yunsheng is now a white woman, her threat can be lifted.

Let Ding Yan arrange for Yao Xiang and Lu Yu to take the "Ice Fire Squad" with them. Unless the captain himself comes, even if he comes to the Black Martial Arts King, there is no way to write the building.

However, Chu Yunsheng estimated that the cloak man should now be single-minded on that triangular tapered machine. Compared to opening the "anti-world” entrance, he seems to be a dark warrior defeated by the women in white clothes for the time being and has not attracted much interest from him.

“All right, Chu, watch yourself!” Yao Xiang did not say much, he has always had extreme confidence in the force of Chu Yunsheng.

Chu Yun nodded. This time across the river is different from the last time he blew up the grave. That time there was a psychological prerequisite. He had to destroy the giant grave and the pressure was enormous!

Now it's completely different, if there's danger, if you can't beat the bug, it's a big deal to escape, he's still confident about his speed.

After Yao Xiang left, Chu Yunsheng proceeded to prepare the seal beast, not one, but two.

If you want to mix into the insect herd and find the purple flame bug smoothly, you can't break in like this except to carry the little tiger as the wind capability “alert", which is to find the death, you must first have a little easier to deal with the golden beetle, seal it first, then use the same trick when blowing up the grave, drill into the golden beetle's shell, mix in.

However, this time with a small tiger, that gap may have to be opened a bit larger, he has ignored the death of the golden beetle, his goal is stronger and more seductive violet worm, as long as the golden beetle can support it for a while.

He borrowed a boat from the military and paddled to the calm surface of the river. Ever since the stone tablet flew, the dark fog on the river had long dissipated, and the monster with the head like a badminton had never appeared, and the wind had arrived calmly all the way to Jiangbei.

After the destruction of the mass graves, the mucus left by the insects on the ground also retreated, and the dead bodies were gradually returned to Jinling City by the military. The rest, apart from some crater craters, only some of the ruins of the immovable mass graves, looked like a desolation.

After Chu Yun ascended the river, he opened the armor, and the tiger. He traveled carefully along the direction Zhang Huan said. Occasionally, in the sky, one or two flying blue beetles appeared, and he and the tiger quickly hid in the dense and numb crater.

This time it is a poaching operation, in addition to being able to assist himself and ordinary red beetle fighting, to solve the entanglement of red beetle on himself; its alert ability is even more important. With Chu Yunsheng and his painstaking training, the little tiger has been able to react differently according to the approximation of the danger, which will be one of Chu Yunsheng's ways to find the purpurpura worm.

One tiger at a time, they jumped from one crater to another, approaching the mucus of insects very smoothly, without telescopes, they could also see dense and numb red beetles, busy between the massive graves.

From a crater closest to the mucus, he cautiously popped half his head, which could have been spotted and searched for his target.

But he quickly lost count, don't say that the purple flame bug, the golden beetle, didn't see one, except the red beetle, the blue beetle, those worms, and a bunch of blurry flesh and a tall meatball.

Chu Yunsheng had to replace the crater, along the edge of the mucus, hoping to find a golden beetle that could lead him and the little tiger into the bug herd.

After more than half an hour of torment, he finally gave up, Golden Beetle's habitual love of drilling underground, with no special circumstances, rarely drilling out of the ground.

Perhaps there will be so many golden beetles on the ground deep in the mucus, but the periphery, even if it is, is expected to be underground alert.

Chu Yunsheng was planning to withdraw Jinling City or not. In another plan, he saw the pit where he had previously been hiding. A massive grave-wall pipeline emerged from the underground, deep into the ground, creeping for a while, and no mucus was ejected, and gradually subsided.

This pipeline leads to the inside of the giant grave. When Chu Yunsheng blew up the grave, he once controlled the Red Beetle into it, but feared that it would not detonate in the giant grave, so he only allowed the sealed Red Beetle to stay close to the grave.

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows and jumped, suddenly generating a very bold idea, drilling in through this pipeline!

This is the only way to get inside the bug without being discovered.

However, this idea was so risky and so bold that Chu Yunshu had just come up with this idea in his head that his heart beat violently!

Drill or not? He has to make a decision right away, or he won't have a chance to drill after this meat-wall pipe starts spitting mucus.

Chu Yunsheng looked at the little tiger lying beside him quietly, his teeth bit, made a hard determination, drilled his mother!

He really wanted to get the purple flame bug, and with it, equivalent to two Black Martial Arts kings, with a lot of three-order characters, he stopped being afraid of white women and cloakmakers, and even worms, to suppress it for a while.

This is too tempting, so big that Chu Yunsheng would rather risk for it.

He and the little tiger cautiously touched back the original crater, the meat wall pipe was empty, some wind, and the stinking and stinging odor, no other unusual condition.

Chu Yunsheng overthrew the outer wall wrapped in the red stem of the top pipe with the gun head of the sub-machine gun. Although he had experience in controlling sealed red beetles into the pipeline, he knew that the pipeline did not have a special recognition function. Unlike the tentacle he he had seen in the community hospital in Horror City, there were many types of tentacle pipes, one of which had glasses and was able to identify objects.

But he was cautious, after all, that it was the red beetles that were entering, not “heterosexuals” like himself and the little tiger relative to them.

After a few hits, Chu Yun looked nervously at the reaction of the pipeline, and half his head appeared to look at the reaction of the insect over the mucus.

It was not until it was determined that there was no special movement between the pipe and the red beetle that the little tiger was greeted, followed behind him, and drilled into the probe.

The pipe is large, Chu Yunsheng can walk on his feet, but the smell inside is stinky and the stickiness is very uncomfortable. Every time he lifts his feet, those slime can pull up very long strips.

The only advantage is that as the pipes bend up gradually, they do not slide down, and the mucus acts as a solid reverse.

Chu Yunsheng uses a weak fluorescent stick specially made by the military. He fears that the light from the flashlight will stimulate the pipe wall and alert the bugs outside.

Just a few faint lights, but enough Chu Yunsheng to see clearly ahead, his eyes have greatly improved with the constant construction of melting elements, while the little tiger seems to be born to adapt to the darkness, more sensitive than Chu Yunsheng.

Sometimes bugs climb through the pipes above their heads. The sound transmitted makes Chu Yun extremely nervous. There is only one wall away from them. It is too close. Without the six-party shielding scent, it can no longer be hidden.

Soon, one tiger at a time, came to the end of the pipe wall, inside the giant graveyard did not want what he imagined to be empty, dedicated to dealing with artillery shells and missiles from human air strikes, but filled with many liquid pipes flowing through the drum bladder, entangled with each other, like a messy bamboo forest.

One of the big sticky drum bags, one thing, was hung from those tubes, and each drum bag was inserted with two thick, thin tubes, injected with unknown liquid.

At this time, a huge sticky drum bag not far from Chu Yun rose, suddenly twisting and struggling, through that thinning film, its shape can be clearly felt.

Gu Gu Gu Gu...

Less than a moment later, a golden flat wormhead the size of a bus car, drilled out of it weakly, Chu Yunsheng, with the light of many luminous drum capsules in the giant grave, immediately recognized, it was a newly formed golden beetle! (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)