Watching the spiritual weapons being spit out and rolling to the ground, everyone's expressions were different.

At this time, the anemone-like thing was already dancing its teeth and claws, and almost all the tentacles were dancing, but it was not threatening. The body was extremely uncomfortable by Jun's wild turmoil, and the tentacles' movements were also weak, and everyone was already standing outside the range of the tentacles that could attack, so even though the anemones kept struggling, they couldn't get their ideas.

Most of their attention was still on these spiritual weapons.

They are all relatively low-grade spiritual weapons, and there is nothing too handy. After all, this anemone-like thing is rooted at the bottom of the tower, and there seems to be no other threat except for the tentacles and the poison that the tip of the tentacles can paralyze, and it itself cannot move to hunt, even if the slightly stronger monk is caught by the tentacles, he can break free with his body, and what is really eaten is written half-heartedly.

It's not easy to expect a half-man to have something very good at his hands.

Some of the spiritual weapons scattered on the ground have been corroded, and although the stomach juice of the sea anemone can digest the human body, hard things such as bones and spiritual weapons are not very good for its taste, and it is very greedy, and it has no intention of spitting out what it eats.

Otherwise, if Jun Mad goes down this time, I'm afraid he won't have so much to gain.

“…… Is this a gain? Jun Qian asked with some hesitation.

The spirit beasts heard the words below, and knew that the thing was no longer threatening, and they also jumped down one after another.

"Oops! Get rich! Mantou smiled and picked up a bowl with some notches, "Although it is broken, it can barely be used." Raising his eyes and seeing the anemone in the shadows, he gasped in fright, and jumped into Qin Xiao's arms, "Master......"

"Your Excellency is exploring the treasure inside, don't be nervous." Qin Xiao said half-jokingly, "It just ate our king, and now it's a little indigestion, and it is estimated that its stomach is about to empty." She stroked the mantou's smooth hair.

The steamed bun could feel that Qin Xiao's fingers were still trembling slightly when he was stroking him, obviously very nervous. Looking at Qin Xiao's expression again, it didn't seem like she was completely fine, and she couldn't help but look at her worriedly.

Baozi and Hanamaki glanced at each other, and saw the same idea in each other's eyes - although they said it easily, I am afraid that the most nervous person is their master.

"Why bother...... Baozi shook his head, thinking that the relationship between Qin Xiao and Jun Mad was really incomprehensible.

The speed at which the spirit artifacts and bones appeared slowed down a lot, and most of the spitting out was blood-streaked mucus, and there was no need to think about it to know that the blood could not be madness. Jun Madness, who was pumped on his body by his tentacles, felt that it was not painful, and his physical strength was beyond imagination, and it was not at all something that this monster like a sea anemone could hurt.

The dancing of the tentacles became weaker and weaker, and even in the end, the tentacles began to shorten, and the whole monster seemed to shrink by half, and its size became smaller and smaller.

Fan Luo glanced at Miao Mo lightly and lost his look.

Miao Mo bowed slightly, a pair of Miao knives appeared in his hand, and a flying body was accurately inserted into the distance between the monster and the door, and all the tentacles connected to the monster and the door were cut off by dividing it by two.

The severed tentacles squirmed, and they also expected to be able to connect with the body, and Miao Mo took the knife and fell, and he cut as many as he could.

Having lost the most basic energy supply, the monster shrank even more, its tentacles hanging down softly, and it was still evident that it had the same striking power as a steel whip before.

The anemone-like monster shrank again and again, and when it was two people tall, a blood line was actually separated from it, but in a few breaths, it actually split in the middle.

Miao Mo keenly dodged to avoid being splashed with the blood spurted. He glanced back at the flat rift, and instantly understood that it had been cut straight through the middle.

"I'll go! It's dog blood again! Jun frantically threw away the sword in his hand, snatched his face in disgust, and walked out of the cracked monster body.

"It's not a dog." Qin Xiao covered her mouth and chuckled, although it was not obvious, the steamed bun clearly felt that she was relieved.

"This thing actually bleeds red blood." Fan Luo approached and observed with interest, turned back to Qi Dehui and said, "Anyway, this thing should be regarded as a kind of sea clan, and there don't seem to be many people in the sea clan who have red blood." I've heard that most of them seem to be distant relatives of the dragons. ”

Hearing this, Jun Mad nodded approvingly: "These are not the blood of that thing. The clear liquid on the ground is its blood. After a pause, he added, "These are human blood." It swept the monk into its mouth, first absorbing the Xuan power, then the blood qi, and finally began to digest the shriveled flesh; Bones, spiritual artifacts, and the like are useless to it, but it leaves them all in its stomach in order to create the illusion that no one has ever come. The absorbed blood is stored in the skin and in a pouch, and it has not been digested to this day. ”

Hearing this, the Qingyun Dao people gasped: "I'm afraid this is not a sea clan ......"

As he spoke, the anemone-like monster began to become transparent, and soon turned into a pool of blood, mixed with the blood on the ground before.

"Senior Brother Miao, come back quickly!" Jun frantically snorted, "Poisonous! ”

"This is ......" Qi Dehui frowned, pulling Fan Luo back a few steps, seeing that the spirit weapon was impregnated by the spreading water traces, and an unnatural water-red halo also appeared on the surface.

Qingyun Dao people were a little knowledgeable, so they approached boldly and observed carefully for a while: "It's not a big deal of poison, probably it's absorbing the blood and qi of the monks to create a poison that paralyzes the monks." ”

"Is this poison only useful for people with occult powers?" Jun lowered his eyes and glanced at the water on the ground.

"If you don't guess wrong, it should be that the higher the cultivation, the greater the impact." Qingyun Daoist said.

Jun Mad seems to have found that in places where there are many talented monks, there are countless strategies for monks, and sometimes there is no cultivation, but it becomes an invisible advantage.

Heng Zhi himself has been drenched, and his current appearance should be quite terrifying, just by seeing everyone see him appear, they can't help but want to retreat; The task of cleaning up the mess was also done by him.

Who told him that he didn't cultivate......

"Tiny." He walked towards the puddle of water puppets, took two steps and glanced back at Qin Xiao, "Use the Frozen Qi Talisman to freeze all of these." ”

Qin Xiao was stunned for a moment, and as soon as she let go of her hand and let the steamed bun stay, she neatly took out a frozen gas talisman, injected a small amount of Xuan power into it, and slowly pushed the rune to take effect. After all, it is a spirit rune that can freeze a large area of the lake with one or two pieces, and if it does not converge, it is estimated that everyone will suffer.

(End of chapter)