Walking down one layer after another, I became more and more familiar with the control of the body of the demon mouse man skeleton warrior.


    Maybe it''s tens of meters underground, Tang fan estimated, because he has been walking down and out for a long time.


    Although Tang fan was very surprised. In just a month or so, how could there be such a deep underground ladder here? However, now is not the time to think, because the magic mouse man skeleton warrior has walked down the last ladder.


    His eyes were red. Although he didn''t use his own body, Tang fan was still shocked by the scene in front of him.


    In a trance, he had a feeling of watching magic blockbusters. It was very wide. He didn''t know how many square meters there were, but he didn''t seem to see the end. Looking up, it was also very high, just like a sky.


    The most striking sight is that columns stand tall, each tens of meters high, straight into the top.


    Each of these pillars is about five or six meters in diameter, and none of them is flat and smooth. All of them are wrapped with twisted purple black arms and thin vines, as if long snakes were intertwined on them.


    Dense like a spider''s web, it is also like countless branches of an old pine tree.


    Shock, the sense of shock from the depths of his heart hit his whole body and made Tang fan stay here. It''s incredible. It''s really incredible. This mysterious power can''t be explained clearly by science.


    Each pillar is like a big tree, with countless vines winding or spreading each other, as if forming a sky over everything.


    From the twining vines, many strange vines stretch out. They are like grape fruits growing on the grape shelf, all drooping.


    Each sag is a bag, either large or small.


    The big one is bigger than a person, while the small one is only the size of a fist.


    These bags are all football shaped. Their appearance is woven and wound with purple and black vines thick and thin fingers. They are extremely mysterious and ferocious, and they are still wet. They look like they have just been taken out in some turbid and viscous liquid. They look very disgusting.


    Poop... Poop


    The slight sound came out from the big bags intermittently and regularly, just like the beating of human heart. It can also be seen that the big bags expanded and contracted obviously with the beating sound, which gave Tang fan the feeling that there was a mysterious life inside.


    Those small fist sized bags are like flowers and bones, motionless, neither making any sound nor expanding and contracting.


    Controlling the skeleton warrior of the enchanted rat man, Tang fan quickly flashed into a white shadow. The lightning flash disappeared and appeared behind a thick cane post. In his feeling, he was not found.


    He stretched out his bone claw and touched the cane. Tang fan can still feel a moist feeling, like the wet ground of the primeval forest. It''s sticky. Fortunately, it''s not the palm of his body. Otherwise, it''s really hard to feel.


    Standing under this huge pillar, I looked up at a large bag hanging overhead and felt that there was a fluctuating smell belonging to the living creatures in the bag, which was very different from the dead such as the skeleton.


    Tang fan has found another wonderful use to replace the body. It is quite accurate to feel the fluctuation of the breath of the living creatures with the breath of the dead of the skeleton.


    "What on earth is inside?"


    Tang fan thought to himself and was immediately aroused great interest. He wanted to know immediately what was beating like a heart in those big bags.


    At this time, Tang fan wanted to get a big bag directly to see what was in it.


    But he didn''t dare to move at will for fear of causing great movement and thus exposing his place, which was inconsistent with Tang fan''s original intention.


    Carefully looked around and felt the fluctuation of the surrounding atmosphere. Tang fan must have nothing else. Then he started again. The white shadow flashed and slipped past, and appeared at another post to hide.


    Again and again, he flickered and hid continuously. Finally, Tang fan, with the characteristics of the dead of the skeleton, felt a lot of light breath fluctuations that came from a distance and belonged to the creatures. They were intermittent and would be ignored if he was not aware of it.


    Set off again and appeared behind a pillar again. Finally, the fluctuation of the breath belonging to living creatures became more clear.


    The undead is different from humans or other demons and so on.


    For example, Tang fan''s body feels the breath, that is, whether it is the breath of human beings, demons or mutant creatures, etc., while the undead is simple and direct, whether it is a undead or a living creature, there are only these two kinds.


    A strange sound came from time to time with the mixed breath of creatures. The magic mouse man skeleton warrior secretly poked out a corner, looked forward with infrared vision, and a scene was immediately printed into the eyes.


    Tens of meters away, it was also a tall column, and next to the column, stood a group of mysterious figures in black robes who could not see their heads, bodies, hands and feet. Their bodies were shrouded in a faint black fog.


    There are eight in total, tightly surrounded into a circle, and in the middle of the circle is a stone bed.


    At this time, a figure is lying on the stone bed. Through the vision of the demon mouse man skeleton warrior, you can see that the figure on the stone bed is still wrapped in a black cloth and constantly struggling.


    Impressively, it is the thing that has just been brought behind the steel gate.


    The eight mysterious shadows raised their hands together. Their claws were shrouded in the black robe and could not be seen. Then, strange voices came out one after another.


    This sound is like singing, with a mysterious rhythm, as if calling for something to appear.


    At this time, a strange scene appeared.


    In the sky, a fist sized bag moved, as if it had gained life. It slowly extended downward, and the target was aimed at the struggling human head on the stone bed below.


    Then, at the end of the bag, it opened like a cannibal. Something like a big mouth swallowed the human head and swallowed it in an instant.


    I''ve seen boa constrictors devour their prey. It''s like that. They wriggle and swallow the human shape one by one, together with the black cloth.


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