deceitful cultivator

Chapter 62 What It Feels Like From Intestine to Stomach

Ren Qing's speed is naturally not comparable to ordinary monks, but he catches up with the opponent in a moment.

It was only then that he noticed that this person had a relationship with him and was the nephew of the jailer Zhang Qiu, but now he was a little embarrassed.

There were wounds all over his body, and one arm was still slumped by his side.

The snake man said with a sullen face: "Ren Qing, we have no grievances in the past, and we have no enmity recently, why do we need to kill us."

Seeing that the surrounding terrain was getting narrower, he gritted his teeth and stopped.

The jailer's movements slowed down slightly, and went around the two of them from other angles. It can be seen that over time, their intelligence has become good.

The snake man looked at Ren Qing vigilantly, and the latter stopped the same pace.

"I see that this place has already left the prison, do you want to continue to go further?"

Ren Qing grabbed the handle of the knife and looked around, only to feel that he was in an underground tunnel.

The walls are covered with blood vessels like living things, and the ground is a little soft to step on.

Although it was a closed space, a dark cave could be seen in the distance, emitting pale green, rancid fumes.

The snake man realized that Ren Qing was not hostile, and had seen him outside the jailer's hall, all brought here by the jailer.

He replied in a slow tone: "Actually, we haven't reached the jailer's hall now, we can only go through the 'knot hole'."

"The knot hole..."

Ren Qing was slightly taken aback.

He and Butcher Zhang had a close relationship, so he had heard the names of various parts of the internal organs in the folk.

The small intestine does have the common name of the knot.

In other words, the gluttonous method is not for the alienation of the stomach, how can it involve the intestines?

Or the cultivator of the Yang God Realm, because of his dying relationship, the alienation gradually spread to all parts of the body.

The Avici Hell may have covered the entire stomach.

The snake man didn't have too many reservations, and he explained again: "When you reach the jailer's hall, you will know how to leave."

Ren Qing nodded and asked, "What's your name under Ren Qing?"

"Lin Cheng."

Lin Cheng let go of his guard.

At this time, the jailer was approaching, and he quickly said: "You and I will each deal with a jailer, and wait until the free hand is available..."

"No need."

Ren Qing Yuguang saw a monk from the Blood Dog Gang turned into a cheetah and entered the knot hole at a very fast speed, and immediately believed most of Lin Cheng's statement.

He drew his sword and went straight to the jailer.

Just as Lin Cheng was still thinking about how to deal with it, the trouble was successfully resolved.

kindness?
Lin Cheng frowned and turned to look, but saw that Ren Qing had already run away, and he was not ready to cooperate with him at all.

Then he discovered that the jailer had turned into a corpse, his expression full of incredible.

Ren Qing was not interested in Lin Cheng's snake sloughing method, and he had no time to escort him. He went through the knot hole first.

He stepped into the cave.

The benefits of the wolf-footed person are fully revealed. No matter how fast the legs are, the stamina will not be exhausted at all.

The wolf-footed might not be as fast or as strong as the elephant-footed, but sometimes filling the gaps is the most important thing.

The monkey jailer can only ensure that he will not be thrown away, and he keeps sending out incompetent fury.

Ren Qing originally thought that the knot hole was the most unpleasant smell.

But as he went deeper, he noticed that black and red blood was seeping out of the walls of flesh and blood, and the sour smell in the air became more and more pungent.

The clothes on his body sizzled and felt like they were gradually being dissolved.

Fortunately, the leather refiner is extremely resistant to corrosion, and his eyes are also protected by heavy pupils.

It's just that when Ren Qing was breathing, his trachea was a little burnt, and the tip of his tongue tasted a rust smell.

He found the monk in the form of a cheetah lying in a puddle not far away, his flesh and blood melting like a burning candle.

"help me……"

When he saw Ren Qing approaching, his eyes showed hope, and under the influence of a strong desire to survive, he managed to climb over.

Ren Qing bent down and touched the other party with his palm, and the information flow appeared.

It's a pity that this person's technique is only one of the nerve feet, and it is still mastered by swallowing strange objects.

"help me……"

"Hopeless."

Ren Qing did not hesitate to give him a treat, and then continued to run forward.

In just a few breaths of time, the jailer has drawn a lot closer.

The most troublesome thing is that the acid gas in the knot hole is more and more corrosive, and even has a pervasive feeling.

Ren Qing couldn't help gasping for breath, and his lungs were aching.

The cloth shoes under his feet had long since disappeared, and his clothes were not much better.

Ren Qing hurriedly swallowed a dozen pig's eyes, nourishing the wound with the help of the heat generated by digestion, so as not to affect the movement.

However, it was difficult to walk in the mud in the knot hole, and the speed naturally slowed down.

The monkey jailer was walking on the ground.

And it gradually became smarter and began to take advantage of the terrain.

Ren Qing had to use his fist to repel the monkey jailer. The Da Miao knife would definitely be damaged in such an environment, so he did not draw it out.

By the time Ren Qing reached the end of the rope knot hole, his panting had become heavier.

He noticed that the outside of the cave was shrouded in blood mist, and he couldn't see the difference at all.

After hesitating for a few breaths, Ren Qing stepped out of the knot hole, and the sourness around him finally dissipated.

He coughed a few times, and spit mixed with blood on the ground, but his internal organs were much more comfortable.

The ape jailer stood at the entrance of the knot hole, afraid to approach, and then his expression returned to calm, and his body merged into the wall of flesh and blood.

The drizzle formed by the blood mist fell.

Ren Qing feels that Abi Hell is about to collapse, even if according to the information flow, the lifespan is still more than 200 years old.

He wiped the blood from his face, only feeling slightly nauseated.

No wonder Song Zongwu said that no jailer likes to stay in the jailer's hall, this place is indeed too underworld.

He carefully observed the vicinity and found that there were still a large number of cells not far away.

The cell was empty, but there were traces of life.

The rest of the monks have not arrived, and the jailer has not even seen a figure, so there is no clue about the way out.

Ren Qing took a few steps forward while using his heavy pupils, trying to understand what was different in the Jailer Hall.

Immediately his expression became extremely surprised.

I saw a rib over a thousand meters pierced through the wall of flesh and blood, and blood spurted out from it.

It was because of the ribs that the wound could not be healed, which contributed to the formation of blood mist.

However, if the Yangshen Realm is on the verge of death, the injury is not the only one, at least the injury to the stomach does not affect the life.

Ren Qing suddenly understood how to get out of the jailer's hall. In fact, the wound was the way to the outside world.

There should be no more danger in the jailer's hall, after all, it is under the jurisdiction of the jailer.

But he did not choose to set off, but sat cross-legged on the ground, still thinking about the techniques mastered by those monks.

It took several hours before the figure came to the jailer's hall from the rope knot cave.

The other party was the bull-horned monk Ren Qing had seen outside the jailer's hall.

Now he was covered in thick bone armor, and his walking speed was really slow, but he was able to reach the jailer's hall by relying on defense.

The horned monk, with his hands full of plasma, was gulping something into his mouth to recover his exhausted energy.

Ren Qing's eyes were very interested.

This bone armor should be a spell.

(End of this chapter)