The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

The situation changed so fast that Wang Que had not expected it.

It took only a few minutes from the black water completely receding to the skeleton awakening and then the monsters surrounding them.

In this short time... Wang Que hadn't even thought of where to go.

Immediately, Wang Que said directly: "Hide your breath and hide below!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Que had already rushed towards the black mud below.

With two puffs, Wang Que and Huang Xiaozhu "drilled" into the mud below one after another.

As if they felt unsafe, the two of them drilled a thousand meters before they stopped.

"Master, the ground is quite deep, there won't be..."

Wang Que covered Huang Xiaozhu's mouth with his hand: "Shut up, good things don't work, but bad things do."

Huang Xiaozhu nodded repeatedly to indicate that he would not speak again.

While hiding, Wang Que tentatively released a trace of soul power, and as expected, the soul power could not penetrate the barrier of the black mud.

Perhaps because he was afraid of the monsters in the black mud, Wang Que thought for a moment and took out the 80% damaged scroll of the painting.

Ever since Bai Ling turned into the Heavenly Dao, Wang Que had thrown the scroll into the corner of his storage ring.

And here, if he wanted to restrain his aura as much as possible... the scroll of the painting of the fairy, which could be large or small, was the most suitable.

The scroll flew out, and Wang Que and Huang Xiaozhu instantly sank into it. The scroll shrank and finally turned into a grain of sand in the black mud.

In the scroll, Wang Que, who had turned into ink, looked at Huang Xiaozhu, who was also ink-colored: "Although it is not as good as my wife's Bingque Palace, it can make do with it."

"Master, this is already very good." Huang Xiaozhu said seriously: "This is a space treasure that can accommodate living things. Aren't space treasures that can accommodate living things said to be extremely rare?"

Wang Que smiled slightly: "Okay, this time you can talk."

As he said, Wang Que looked outside through the scroll of the painting of the fairy.

The black mud rolled outside, and the soul power could not penetrate, so nothing could be seen.

With a slight movement of his mind, the thought of extinction spread in an instant!

On the black mud, the intensity of the battle was far beyond Wang Que's expectations.

The skeleton giant holding a huge axe rushed into the dense group of monsters like crazy, and dozens of monsters were smashed and exploded with any axe!

And the black fog and the maggot monsters in the black cloud rolled over like endlessly. Even if they were blown up by the skeleton giant, they still rushed forward fearlessly.

This scene... It seems that they are not afraid of death at all.

Such a strange battle made Wang Que a little puzzled: "Cang, come out and take a look. You can see the perspective I see, right?"

"I can see it." Cang responded: "Are these monsters crazy?"

Wang Que was speechless when he heard it: "I want to ask you something."

Cang said in a low voice: "It's hard for me to see the weirdness of this place. If my memory hadn't been sealed, I might know it."

Two flowers bloomed, each showing its own beauty. Wang Que and Huang Xiaozhu were in danger, while Xuantian Taoist...

"Fight, fight, the more intense the better." The old monster Wanhua laughed in the flying magic weapon hidden in the sky. Their side was the same as Wang Que's.

But they were very experienced. They had escaped as early as the moment the black water receded. At this moment, they were flying towards the deep pit on the second floor at a high speed.

Along the way, Xuantian Taoist and his men did not stop at all, and every ten thousand meters, they would see the skeleton giant holding a giant axe and fighting monsters.

This second layer...seems to be full of battles, and even Xuantian Taoist and his people don't know the reason for this battle. They only know that these skeleton giants will fight with those monsters until the black water covers them again, and when the black water recedes...it will be another round of battle.

It took Xuantian Taoist and his people half a day to disappear in the deep pit of the second layer.

After a short period of darkness, what came into the eyes of Xuantian Taoist and his people was a world of hills mixed with black and white.

In this world, the white mountains are continuous, and there are gray-white mountains everywhere. These mountains are attached with extremely black stains, and these black stains are all irregular in shape.

Some black stains are like blooming flowers, while some black stains are similar to ice flowers, and some black stains are like twisted tentacles "grasping" on the white mountains.

This world is extremely magnificent and vast, but there is not even a trace of living things in such a vast world of hills.

Between the mountains, there were rolling black clouds, and within the black clouds were erratic black fog and maggot monsters.

However, these black fog and maggot monsters had no intention of attacking Xuantian Taoist and his men. These monsters were all "gnawing" at the white mountain.

"Another five hundred years.These mountains are still these mountains. These monsters haven't been able to gnaw off a piece of stone in five hundred years. I don't know why they are gnawed so hard on the mountains. "

The speaker was Tian Gangzi. They were also curious about these white mountains five hundred years ago, but they tried their best and couldn't pry off a piece of rock at that time.

"Who cares about them? As long as they don't attack us, it's fine." Tian Du Fu said and looked in one direction: "Let's go. I hope the longevity fruit has not been discovered by others. "

There is a kind of white tree in this white mountain, and this white tree will produce red fruits.

Xuan Tian Daoist and his friends do not know these fruits, but eating these fruits can increase the life span by ten years, so Xuan Tian Daoist and his friends also call this fruit the longevity fruit, and that is why Xuan Tian Daoist and his friends are trying their best to enter this Floating Heaven Palace.

Secondly, there is not only a white tree on the third floor, but also a strange formation on the third floor!

Xuan Tian Daoist and his friends have never been able to comprehend the mystery of this formation, and this has become an existence that they have always been thinking about.

Five hundred years ago, Xuan Tian Daoist had spent his blood and energy to make a divination in front of the formation.

According to the hexagram, this formation can only be broken by the legendary [Yinjiao Taoism].

And the hexagram also shows that as long as the formation is broken, the opportunities and luck in it are enough to make them reborn and even ascend to the upper realm!

In front of Xuan Tian Daoist, When they went to find the white tree, Wang Que and Huang Xiaozhu were completely trapped in the black mud.

The fierce battle outside had already ended. Although the skeleton giant was extremely powerful, it could not withstand the attacks of endless monsters.

The skeleton giant, which was more than 2,000 meters high, had now become a pile of broken bones. These broken bones penetrated deep into the black mud and covered the painting scroll of the Immortal in the Painting.

Around these broken bones of dozens of meters, countless maggot monsters were frantically trying to bite the "strange protective layer" on the bones.

But through Wang Que's observation, he still found that no matter how these maggot monsters gnawed, they could not gnaw the main body of the skeleton.

In the pile of bones, the painting scroll of the Immortal in the Painting, which turned into sand, could not move at all, and Wang Que and Huang Xiaozhu had no way to deal with it.

These maggot monsters outside all had the strength of the Yuxu Realm. Even if they could kill one, they could not withstand the endless number of them.........