Xiao Chen cursed and stepped forward with a knife.

Swish swish swish swish.

Blood-colored tentacles appeared from the Flesh Mountain, like octopus feet, tangling towards Xiao Chen.

Click.

Xiao Chen slashed down with one knife, and several blood-colored tentacles fell to the ground.

But before he could be happy, he saw these blood-colored tentacles twisting and rushing up again.

"Xiaojian, hurry up, try chopping dumpling stuffing."

Xiao Chen shouted at Xuanyuan Sword.

"good."

Xuanyuan Sword nodded, leaving only afterimages, which kept falling.

What's scary is that these blood-colored tentacles were chopped into blood mud, and they were still squirming and wandering around.

When they encountered a corpse, they immediately fell on it, and then began to swallow the flesh and blood as if they were rooted and sprouted.

Soon, it was reborn.

"It's a big trouble."

Xiao Chen's face changed. He was as fierce as Tiannan, and he could not kill him at all... How could he fight this?

Fortunately, there is no sea of ​​blood here, and its attack range is not very wide.

Otherwise, it will be even more troublesome.

"Brother Long, try the spout fire."

Xiao Chen thought of something and looked at the evil dragon spirit.

"Here you come... Why, without me, this mother world will collapse? I have to use everything?"

The evil dragon spirit responded unhappily, took the time to come and spit out the fire, and killed him again.

Fire is a little useful, but not very big.

This made Xiao Chen frown. What should I do?

When he thought of something, his eyes lit up slightly. Whether it is useful or not, he would try it first.

The next second, he summoned thunder and blessed the power of the heavenly way.

This thunder is no less than a small heavenly disaster!

boom!

Several thunders fell and hit the blood-colored tentacles.
Chapter completed!