But the offensive has not appeared for a long time.

The smoke-smoked moths danced around, and the ancient monsters crawled into the moths and started killing them so much that the moths panicked, and the room was in a mess.

At this time, Wang Qilin, who was in defense, saw that the dry bones on the ground turned red!

A thriller scene happened in front of him:

Bloody and flesh tendons, red muscles, white fat, gray, yellow, dark green organs grew on the dry bones, and finally the skin and hair grew out. Soon a complete person appeared in front of them!

This person, Wang Qilin, looked very familiar, was the man who just picked out the jade tag from his throat!

Xu Da's eyes were not as strong as him, but he also saw the scene of the rebirth of the dead bones as human beings. He subconsciously asked, "Seventh Master, the living dead, flesh and white bones?"

Wang Qilin shook his head slowly, and a guess appeared in his mind.

A somewhat scary guess.

As the men grew up, the smoke that came out of thin air disappeared out of thin air, and the number of moths did not decrease. Then they saw the men who had just appeared on the ground.

In an instant, the moths flew towards the man like bullets shot by heavy machine guns. The man opened his eyes and saw a tide sweeping towards him.

This tide is colorful, and it makes not a buzzing sound but a buzzing sound!

The man widened his eyes and screamed: "Ahhhh! No! Help, help, help, help, help, help, help me! Help me!"

Soon he could no longer make a sound, and a fastest-flying skeleton moth drilled into his mouth. He immediately closed his mouth, bulged his eyes and rolled on the ground, tying his neck.

The skeleton moths that followed followed rushed towards him like a flies with smelly flesh. Some of them had tail stings like poisonous bees. After they flew over, their sharp tail stings penetrated directly to the bottom. The man's body suddenly became fatter and his body color turned colorful.

The skeleton moths pierced into his body with poisonous stings, so that their heads were facing outside. Wang Qilin looked at them and felt that countless moths were looking at him.

Dull, cold, cruel, evil!

Even though he saw many demons and monsters, Wang Qilin couldn't help but tremble for a moment: "What kind of damn moth is this?"

There was a strange light shaking in the black and white compound eyes, and they flew up, and the man suddenly turned into a hedgehog—

There were countless blood arrows on his body, and when they were pulled apart, they looked like a hedgehog's thorn.

Red thorn.

A wave of skeleton moths flew up, and another wave of skeleton moths covered it again.

The first wave of moths teared his skin with their tail thorns, and the second wave of moths shone out their claws. The barbs on their claws were pulled up, and a piece of skin was pulled open, and the flesh was immediately blurred.

There is a third wave of skeleton moths behind it, covering it...

So, first of all, the skin, the flesh, the fascia, and the organs, slowly the bones were exposed...

The man was not dead during this process, but he could not make any noise. His neck was torn to pieces!

The man could still raise his arms. He should have seen Wang Qilin and Xu Da, and tried to stretch out his arms among the moths to point at the two of them.

A wave of moths covered his arms, and as the remaining tendon fascia was torn off, his radius, arm bones, and phalanx fell to the ground.

The dull boy smiled when he saw this scene. He smiled blankly, pointing at the pool of bones that the man turned into, making a "ahhh" sound.

It seems to be a mute.

The man turned into bones, the smoke appeared again, and the moths were about to become crazy again.

The ancient demons flew hard and worked hard to fly in the moth group. They had poisonous stings, and once they stinged, they became a moth, and then they took the moth back into the hive and flew out to return to the moth group.

Like a group of hard-working porters.

The actions of the ancient demon zodiac angered the moths. They stared at the ancient demon zodiac with cold compound eyes and stared at Wang Qilin and Xu Da.

The smoke filled the air, and they calmed down after leaving the smoke, gathered together, looked at the ancient demon witch and the two of them restlessly.

When Wang Qilin saw that the situation was not right, he immediately shook his head at Xu Dayi and shouted: "Come with me!"

He ran quickly towards the boy, lifted the boy and continued to speed up. A wall appeared in front of him. He slashed at the wall with his sword, and then jumped up and curled up and crashed into the wall with his shoulder blades.

The expected impact did not appear. The door-opening sword seemed to pierce the air. He seemed to hit the air and took the boy out.

The ancient monsters and monsters fell heavily, but the rain did not diminish at all!

The water flowed like a river on the stone road in the village, and the water flowed over his waist.

He hurriedly looked back and saw the bamboo building he saw when he first entered the village.

The rainstorm was pouring, and the bamboo building remained silent, and no moths flew out with him.

Perhaps the dead bones of the man in the house began to grow blood and flesh again, attracting the skeleton moths to gnaw...

Xu Da bent down and stuffed his head into the water. He raised his head suddenly and splashed water droplets: "What's going on? What the hell is this?"

Wang Qilin looked at the entrance of the village and said, "Don't worry about the place, let's leave quickly when we come out!"

He braved the heavy rain and dragged the stupid boy out of the village. Xu Da followed behind and shouted, "What the hell is going on with Master Qi? Why are you suddenly afraid of that monster just now? What kind of monster is it?"

Wang Qilin said in a deep voice: "It is like a living person!"

"Like a paper man?"

"For example, the paper-born man is more powerful and has a higher grade," said Wang Qilin. "Master Dao talked to me about Rushengren. He said that he is only a good player in this regard, not a master. The Rushengren who masters do not have only a specious appearance, but also flesh and blood, veins, and can even forge their spirit!"

"Jushen just now, the human beings had flesh and blood. They used ceramics as flesh and blood and meridians as meridians. As for what else I don't know, but as long as you can do these two things, it would be terrible!"

"It is definitely not the owner of this place! The person who made it is the owner of this place, and it is probably not even the owner of this place, but just the helper of that owner."

"This can be seen from the fact that I gave you a wink just now. I clearly did it on my back, but it finally realized our little moves. What should I do?"

Xu Da said in shock: "Is there someone we cannot detect whereabouts, staring at us in the dark?"

Wang Qilin was silent for a moment, with a solemn expression on his face: "It's more terrifying than your guess. It's because the whole village is under someone's surveillance!"

The wild rain curtain made people's vision blurry. When they walked to the entrance of the village, they saw a gray-black figure shaking in the rain curtain.

A corpse hung on an old tea tree at the entrance of the village.

The old man in the mountain who was thrown out before has now become a corpse. His dry body was hung on the branches, shaking left and right by heavy rain, and swaying slightly.

For some reason, Wang Qilin thought of the hanged ghost he saw on the sycamore tree in his hometown when he was a child.

This kind of hanged ghost is not a real ghost, but a kind of insect that turns into a cocoon and hangs it on a branch with silk. It got this name because it looks like a hanged ghost. The local doctor in the village called them bumblebees.

The old man is not a good person, but in a sense he saved their lives.

If the old man didn't call them into the fire pit house when they first entered the village, Wang Qilin might be curious about the buzzing sound in the moth's bamboo building and opened the window to see. At that time, the skeleton moths should attack the two indiscriminately.

At that time, Wang Qilin was not in the eighth level, and even in the eighth level, he could not stop so many terrifying moths.

So at this moment, he could not help feeling sad when he looked at his body hanging on the tree.
Chapter completed!