Return from the second dimension

"No, we may be calculated!"

After discovering that the surrounding environment was not at all familiar to him, the blood-eyed monk headed for a moment was taken aback, and then connected to his companion using the mental power network.

"Everyone is on guard, and then look for a dimensional barrier to leave here, the faster the better!"

After issuing the order, the spiritual power of the blood-eyed monk spread towards the surroundings, but found that after a certain distance, the spiritual power disappeared like a clay cow entering the sea.

This terrible environment has almost suppressed half of his strength. In the case of possible enemy attacks, this is definitely not good news!

"But since my strength is limited, I think the opponent is not much better. Everyone is just evenly matched. The only thing that needs to be determined now is whether this is an accident caused by man, and how many enemies are there?"

After discovering that his mental power was greatly restricted, the blood-eyed monk's body began to tremble constantly, and a group of peculiar insects gushing out of his robe, spreading around in a special environment.

At the same time, dense tentacles gush out from the top of his head, pushing the hood aside, and then these tentacles seem to extend indefinitely, and quickly pierce into the bodies of the weird bugs.

After being stabbed by the tentacles on the top of the blood-eyed monk, a trace of blood and unknown substances gushed out of the blood-eyed monk's head and entered the bodies of those bugs.

These liquids obviously have a special effect, because just after they enter the worm's body, they will evaporate as quickly as a boiling pot.

The body of the worm also swelled rapidly like a balloon, but in the blink of an eye these became the size of a ten-year-old child, one by one, each with a fierce spirit, waving arms covered with spikes and sharp blades, guarding the blood-eyed monk.

With the guards transformed from these insects, the enemy within 20 meters of the blood-eyed monk could not get close at all, otherwise he would be attacked like a storm!

It can be said that these worms are his clones, and when necessary, he can even issue fierce attacks that can only be performed by the main body. The price paid is only the loss of a part of the blood and the life of a worm.

After the blood-eyed monk put on a defensive state, the other monks also used their own methods to guard them, and the methods were similar.

Compared with the fighting methods of the monks in the Loucheng, the methods of these monks are undoubtedly more evil and mysterious, and they are more enthusiastic about the transformation of the body. At this time, they look like deformed monsters.

With the existence of these protective measures, the worries in the hearts of several cultivators have also diminished, but they are still vigilantly looking at the surrounding environment, looking for entrances and exits that have disappeared.

Before they knew it, the distance between them had been widened, and their respective figures had become blurred.

Just when they searched around but found nothing, a faint figure slowly appeared, and slowly approached them like a ghost.

With his appearance, several mysterious monks searching for the exit at the same time discovered that it seemed that not far in front of them, a faint spatial fluctuation appeared, which seemed to be the dimensional barrier they had been looking for!

After discovering this situation, their speed began to accelerate, and the distance between them became farther and farther.

A mysterious monk whose mouth, nose and ears were enlarged several times also followed the spatial fluctuations, but after chasing a certain distance, the seemingly non-existent spatial fluctuations suddenly disappeared, no matter what.

This situation made him extremely annoyed. If they couldn't find the location of the exit, then they would have to stay here all the time. In such a bad environment, even the king-rank cultivator would not last long.

Just as he was about to continue looking for an exit, he faintly felt an undetectable vibration from the liquid surrounding him, and it seemed that something was following him.

The mysterious monk who felt something was wrong turned his head slightly, but was shocked to find a figure standing beside him quietly, with a vague face, only the corners of his mouth showing a smirk were very clear.

God knows when this dark shadow appears, and has been following him silently?

The sudden crisis made the mysterious monk's heart beat wildly. He subconsciously wanted to remind his companions, and at the same time reflexively raised a pitch-black palm and patted the figure around him again.

As the palm of the hand attacked the enemy, the black palm part suddenly split, and a strange snake entangled in flesh and blood meridians sprang out quickly.

The speed of this monster snake is lightning fast, but it has reached the shadow of the shadow in an instant, and the big mouth covered with sharp fangs bites down, and bursts of black gas also gush out from its mouth.

You don't need to guess that this must be a mist formed by terrible and poisonous, and if you touch it, you will die or be injured!

"Snapped!"

A soft sound came, and the attacked figure dissipated like bubbles, letting the strange snake's attack fail.

A trace of panic flashed in the monk's eyes. When he was about to search for the enemy's trail again, he felt a sudden pain in his shoulder, and the arm containing the strange snake was directly cut off by the sharp blade.

Before the broken arm fell to the ground, the flames that appeared above burned it to ashes. Although the strange snake hiding in it flees desperately, only one head is still burned, like a ball of fire flying out several meters. Later, the head turned into ashes and floated around!

The wound of the monk whose arm had been cut off was squirming, and a tentacle emerged quickly, replacing the arm that had been lost, and at the same time, it swiftly moved closer to where the companion was.

There was a trace of fear in his eyes, his nerves were in a state of tension, and a cloud of black air was wrapped around the intact palm, like a living thing.

But even if he was on guard, it was still difficult to guard against the enemy's sneak attack, and another blade of light flashed, cutting off his legs at the same time.

The running monk staggered and fell to the ground, blood pouring crazily from his broken leg, but the blood soon stopped, because two new legs, like tentacles, had squirmed out of the wound.

"Damn bastard, I must kill you!"

The mysterious monk who was hit hard was burned with anger. He stood up from the ground with the support of his tentacles and roared angry at the surroundings. However, in this special environment, his voice was destined to not spread too far.

In fact, if these monks were not for their amazing strength and could survive for a short time in such an environment where they could not breathe normally, they might have died of suffocation long ago!

Unless they ascend to a higher level of life, they can exist without oxygen, otherwise they will not escape death in this special environment!

He suffered heavy injuries twice in a row, and lost one arm and two legs. Although they were replaced by disgusting tentacles, they consumed most of the energy accumulated in the monk's body. At this time, he was already feeling exhausted. Come.

Knowing that his situation is not good and his combat effectiveness has been severely damaged, what this monk wants to do most is to notify his companions for assistance as soon as possible.

It's just that he was destined to be disappointed, because the ghost-like shadow unexpectedly appeared again, with only the corners of the mouth showing a smirk on his vague face, and his eyes seemed to be full of disdain.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Unspeakable fear arose in the mysterious monk's heart, relying on spiritual power to convey a question, but unfortunately he didn't get any answer at all, on the contrary, a cold light came again.

The sharp sword was reaching its extreme, the mysterious monk had no time to dodge, and the only intact arm was also cut off by Qi Gen!

"what……"

The mysterious monk looked savage and ignored the injury at his broken arm. He just looked viciously at the shadow standing in front of him. After these three attacks that could not dodge, he had determined that he was not the enemy's opponent at all.

But this hateful guy could clearly kill him with a single knife, but he never did so. He just tortured his mind with such despicable means until his whole body collapsed!