The ground is soft, the three of them have demonic energy to protect their bodies, and their bodies are strong, so they won't be injured by falls.

The colorful tiger got up as soon as he rolled over, one of his feet was cut off, his head turned sideways, and although he was stabbed in the neck, it was not fatal, but the burning pain made him very manic.

Ghost Cry and the big black horse couldn't get up for a while, in Wang Dong's roar, their brains were dizzy, the big black horse tried it, and lay back again.

Ghost Cry panted and pulled out the throwing knife and held it in his hand.

The colorful tiger next to him limped over, and he didn't hear it, but rolled his eyes, looking for something above his head.

Bang!

The side of the tiger's neck suddenly exploded, and his body as he rushed forward was crooked, missing the ghost cry, and hit his head against the tree, falling to the ground, his chest heaving.

The scratch on the neck, which was originally scorched, was instantly torn into a huge wound, and white bones were faintly visible, and blood was gurgling out.

A huge spider appeared above her head, however, she did not attack at the first time. Instead, he took on a human form and took out a slingshot with a gloating smile on his face.

And around, countless spiders spit white and droop from above.

"Damn, you're not fooled!" the ghost cried and stabbed himself and rolled over from the ground. Then he slashed at the big black horse with a backhand, and the big black horse screamed, blood splattered on the spot, his pupils widened, and tears rolled down.

Bang!

The horse's head, which had been trying to lift, fell heavily to the ground, and the wind brought up a few dead leaves and swirled in the air.

A dappled glow shone down a dark forest. Ghost Cry straightened the crooked hat above his head, put the knife in his arms, leaned down, and made a gesture of drawing the knife.

Countless spiders, large and small, landed lightly around, making a rustling sound, and slowly crawled over.

"It's really ruthless!" Seeing Ghost Cry stabbing himself first, using the pain to break free from dizziness, and then killing the horse ruthlessly, Aunt Feng was stunned for a moment, then giggled, her eyes flashed with coldness, and she pulled the slingshot in her hand.

The ghost crying knife is really amazing, so that Aunt Feng can't help but tremble in her heart, if she is allowed to face the knife, I am afraid that she can kill herself in one round. But it doesn't matter, Aunt Feng herself doesn't like melee combat, but likes to torture opponents from afar. As long as you don't get close, what's the use of that sharp knife technique?

Collapse!

The round pebbles were shot out, through the mottled light, and the reflected colored light flashed.

The next moment, he was already in front of Ghost Cry.

It's not an arrow, but it's more powerful than a normal one, and Devil Cry has experienced it not long ago. He seemed to cut off the stone with a knife, but only he knew the taste. The arm was numb and it took a while for it to return to normal.

This time, again!

Ghost Cry's original leaning body was instantly pressed lower, and his chin almost poked to the ground, just avoiding the whirling pebbles.

The pebbles shot by Mrs. Feng with a slingshot have this disadvantage, that is, the speed is not good, and it is easy to be dodged.

However, the power of this shot pebble makes people have to be careful, and once it hits, it will be fatal.

Rumble!

A huge explosion came from behind him, countless dead leaves flew all over the sky, the smell of decay spread, and black dirt was thrown into the sky like rain.

At the same time as the explosion, Ghost Cry kicked out of his feet, and his upper body was almost close to the ground, like a poisonous snake swimming fast.

Countless spiders surrounded them, jumped into the air, opened their fangs, and jumped straight on Ghost Cry.

The long knife was finally unsheathed, and the cold blade became hot in an instant, turning from snow white to red, and then the hot knife cut through the ground like butter, and then ......

Rumble!

As the ghost cried as he ranced, a huge circular scar appeared on the ground, and a two-zhang high flame shot out from the scar, turning into a huge pillar of flames.

Then, the spiders that jumped over were like moths to the flames, and they sank into the flames.

These spiders are good at bouncing, are violent, and have a very fragile body.

In the face of the flames, ordinary people flew through quickly, and they were only slightly burned, and the speed was faster, and they could even do it without injury, but these spiders couldn't.

They jump very high, using their light bodies as if gliding through the air, and their speed is about to be half a beat slower, and when they hit their heads into the flames, they instantly burst into flames, and then make a sizzling sound and emit black smoke.

A large cloud of black smoke surrounded the pillar of fire, straight into the sky, Ghost Cry dragged a knife out of the black smoke, facing a big tree in front of him, did not dodge or dodge, kicked on the tree, the soles of his feet wearing straw shoes were deeply embedded in the bark.

Then, one step, two steps......

After running a few steps on the slightly sloping tree trunk, Oni Cry jumped high with a flick of his might, raising the long knife in his hand.

Looking at the ghost crying in front of her, Aunt Feng smiled amorous in a variety of ways, and her fingers wrapped around spider silk rolled, and with a gentle tug, her whole body shot backwards quickly.

The long knife fell, cutting off where Aunt Feng had landed just now. Flames burned at the thigh-thick crack of the trunk, and countless branches crackled and snapped before smashing to the ground.

As soon as the ghost cry fell on the branch of the tree, the sound of breaking the air sounded in my ears. He grabbed the trunk of the tree that crossed above him and pulled it so hard that it was like an ape climbing up.

Then a stone whistled down below, and with a bang, a large tree groaned and fell to the side, and then was held up by other large trees.

The top of the head is broken, and the dazzling sunlight shines in, making people can't help but squint.

Ahead, Aunt Feng smiled and hooked her fingers at the ghost cry.

The distance between the two sides is only three zhang, but it is like a moat, and it is impossible to get across.

In the dappled sunlight, countless fragments of spider silk reflect brilliant light, they connect every big tree, connect every branch and leaf, turn into one big web after another, appear in this forest.

Ghost Cry gritted his teeth, pulled out the flying knife inserted in his body, opened his mouth to lick off the blood on the flying knife, and then suddenly raised his hand and shook it.

Aunt Feng raised her head instantly, her soft waist was almost folded, and the flying knife passed against her chest, cutting through the placket, revealing a large piece of snow white, cutting off a leaf, and piercing into the trunk with a "grab" sound.

The trunk of the tree under his feet pressed down hard, and then flicked upward, and the devil cried out like lightning, and on the way, a little on a thick branch, and instantly crossed a distance of three feet. However, it was already too late.

Aunt Feng's leaning back body did not lift up, but continued to lean back. Then the whole person fell from the trunk of the tree, and then below, was caught in mid-air by a large net.

She lay on the big net, smiling and looking at the ghost cry above, playing with the ghost cry in applause.

Ghost Cry feels a little tricky, this kind of opponent is not what he is good at dealing with.

There was a rustling sound, as if a wind was blowing. Countless spiders crawled along the trunk of the tree on eight long legs.

Ghost Cry's ears moved, looking at these dense spiders like a tide, he gritted his teeth, jumped down from the trunk, and killed Aunt Feng who was lying in the big net below.

Aunt Feng's fingers flicked on the big net, like plucking the strings, making a pleasant sound.

In mid-air, the ghost cried and his heart jumped. Then I saw that the big net below suddenly circled in the middle, wrapped Aunt Feng, and quickly ejected her.

The two passed each other again, and this time Oni Cry fell to the ground.

As soon as he landed, the ghost cried and secretly said that it was not good.

The ground seemed too soft, and beneath the leaves was not dirt, but large expanses of rotting silt.

In just an instant, it was already below the knee.

Here, it's a swamp hidden beneath the leaves.