At this moment, it was as if there was an invisible thunder bombardment, and no one escaped. The excessive burning sensation all over the body made Lao Yao scream in agony, and the Yin Dao Anaconda's entire body was covered with green smoke.

The anaconda was struggling violently, slapping its long tail wildly, and in a few strokes, another section of the embankment collapsed. The mudslide rumbled up, and the muddy water covered Lao Yao's instep, causing him to stagger.

According to common sense, Lao Yao couldn't resist this behemoth weighing at least half a ton. He should have been knocked to the ground immediately and struggled to survive in the mud.

Lao Yao did almost fall into the muddy water. But maybe it was the bombardment of the invisible thunder that had something to do with it, or maybe it was due to other reasons that he didn't know clearly. The strength of the Yin Dao Anaconda opposite was obviously not as strong as expected.

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On the contrary, Lao Yao's side, after stumbling, took root, as if the broken road below, and even the deeper earth and rocks, firmly absorbed him.

For a moment, he almost thought that his legs and feet had melted into the ground. If not, how could he feel the strange and extraordinarily manic pulses deep in the ground and gradually coordinate with them?

What's even more amazing is that Lao Yao clearly felt the pulse of almost the same frequency at the anaconda biting his arm.

At some point, he, the Yin Dao Anaconda, and the ground beneath his feet entered a strange resonance mode.

The voice of Ronan next to me was lingering: "As long as you find the right frequency, Mr. Baifeng is so generous."

Fries, Zhao Xi and Long Qi actually all reacted and instinctively moved to grab. But after hearing Ronan's words, their movements all froze again, and they froze behind Lao Yao, and were splashed by the Yin Dao Anaconda's crazy movements.

Mud and water were thrown all over his head and face.

The first-person perspective of the millions of viewers in the live broadcast room is roughly the same. Under such a "close range" impact, they are instinctively frightened and can't help but get into chaos.

"I'll go! What's going on?"

"Is the old man crazy?"

"Ahhhhh, my arm is going to be bitten off!"

"Everyone is dead! Please help!"

The shouts of distant netizens are destined to be meaningless. Firstly, the three Frieses will not listen to their orders; secondly... in just a few breaths, the situation at the scene has completely changed.

There might have been a "hissing" sound, or it might have been a more complicated combination. Anyway, right under everyone's noses, the tough scales of the Yin Dao Anaconda opened several cracks on its own.

It's okay to say that it collapsed because it was too bloated.

Then everyone just stared blankly. The anaconda gave up trying to bite Lao Yao, and its whole head struggled out from the crack in the upper part, and even tore a considerable amount of its own flesh.

"Slough...slough?"

And it’s a brutal version.

Long Qi had no idea what was going on.

Zhao Xi was even more speechless, watching the Yin Dao Anaconda dripping with blood and flesh, frantically breaking through the original outer shell of the body, and throwing the blood and cement slurry all over their heads and faces, and finally jumped back with numerous scars,

Rolled down into the rolling mudslide behind.

The roaring mudslide rolled around, and the last fragment of the tail finally broke away.

The anaconda with the Yin Dao sank into the depths of the mudslide as if it had received an amnesty, never to show its head again.

As for the entire piece of slough, it was wrapped in the flesh and blood that it had torn off with force, shriveled and rebounded, and was piled up layer by layer along Lao Yao's similarly bloody arm.

At first it looked extremely bloated, but as the suspicious electric fire smoke penetrated it, it turned into a film with strange patterns in a very short time, adsorbing on Lao Yao's right arm and even the broken prosthetic limb.

, covering up the tragic interior, and seems to have continued regular movements.

"Including the conversion loss, two meters and a half is enough. The rest is mine. Just cut it and put it in the trunk."

Ronan's voice reached their ears.

The young man who had been standing by and watching, after giving a few instructions, turned his attention to Lao Yao: "It's a bit unexpected. The psychological hint I planted should be to let you throw in the prosthetic limb, not to let you throw the whole arm in.

Stuff it in... it seems that the self-destructive tendency is quite serious."

Lao Yao was still a little confused and didn't react well enough, but he instinctively knew that a big opportunity really hit him. Now facing Ronan's question, weakness and excitement blended together, turning into a giggle.

, and at the same time he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Ronan didn't care either: "I borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha. Although it is not a mask, it is still a gift from Lord Baifeng. With this, I should be qualified to enter. You can verify this with the Hundun Order...Ms. Wen."

Wen Huilan walked over slowly: "Yes."

"Can you help arrange it?"

"……certainly."

"Then let's go."

"BOSS!" Fries shouted subconsciously, "Old Yao..."

"Anyway, I didn't expect him to stuff his entire arm in. Let's keep an eye on it today."

"Huh?"

Everyone at the scene was startled. In the end, Long Qi reacted the fastest. He didn’t care about the snake shedding or not. He picked up Lao Yao, who still had some weak legs and feet, and walked back:

"Don't delay things. Get in the car and sit next to me. I don't mind if you are dirty...
Chapter completed!