The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 394 Flowers, petals?
The thick tentacles that looked like a soft creature were extremely fast and reached over the head in the blink of an eye.

The large and small flesh-colored suction cups look like the mouthparts of a worm, opening and closing in a disgusting manner, and in between are distributed black and gray keratin barbs, shining with a blade-like luster, making them even more evil. Just the slightest touch would be tantamount to being tortured to death on the spot.

The fog has a very strong blocking effect on perception. For the monster hiding outside, based on the previous experience of hunting the little meat man, as long as you get close to it, the sweet and delicious flesh, blood and brain marrow will be at your mouth!
But it clearly miscalculated.

The light as thin as hair was interwoven horizontally, vertically and crisscrossed, and a large silver-white net was suddenly spread out and suddenly scooped up.

The tentacles that were coming at it violently seemed to be petrified and froze in an instant. Then straight traces of blood emerged, and square pieces of flesh fell like heavy rain, turning into white smoke and dissipating in mid-air.

With one sword, Zhu Mingyao killed the enemy. He pointed his swords with both hands and the clear light turned like a pen. In a moment, he drew a magic talisman. The green air flowed like thousands of trees sprouting. Illusory air roots spread all around, making the roof and walls as solid as a rock, making it difficult for foreign enemies to invade.

He did it cleanly and neatly here, and the battle on the other side was also over in an instant.

The buzzing sound of the insects' membranous wings flapping rapidly shook the air, disturbing people's hearts that had just barely calmed down.

"Be careful, those weird bugs are poisonous!"

On their way to escape, people had seen their neighbors and friends sacrifice their lives to demonstrate the danger of the monster, so they immediately fled in panic.

Fortunately, driven by the instinct to chase the light, the scorpion-like and bee-like insect flapped its wings and did not choose to attack humans immediately. Instead, it twisted its fat body the size of a falcon, turned a corner, and hit the lamp on the counter.

The entire row of kerosene lamps fell to the ground and shattered. Pale yellow liquid flowed out from the fuel dishes and turned into several winding snakes of fire, dividing the light and shadow in the room into pieces.

hiss!
The heat from the rising flames disturbed its senses, and a strange insect was confused for a moment before it locked onto a new target. It folded its transparent wings, raised its needle-like tail, and stabbed a woman who had just woken up from hypnosis fiercely!

"Baji, Crunch." A white, round object fell down, and the insect-shaped monster began to twist wildly with a series of chewing sounds.

A white ball-like object spun around, with flames flickering in its empty eye sockets and gray-blue worm blood smeared all over its jagged teeth. It was actually laughing.

The terrifying feeling brought by this scene was probably three times more exciting than being bitten by a poisonous insect. Without any suspense, the woman rolled her eyes and pulled away cleanly and neatly.

She was not the only one who was frightened. Even though common sense had been destroyed today, the scene of dozens of eerie skeletons laughing strangely and flying in the sky eating strange insects was still too challenging for people's worldview.

However, the instigator did not have the time to care about the mental health of the bystanders. He just shouted sternly:
"Don't just focus on what's above, there's more underground!"

As expected, following his reminder, the seemingly calm ground began to bulge and roll, and as the soil cracked, a large number of spider-shaped monsters broke out of the ground like a black tide.

Each of them is no bigger than a walnut, but all of them are extremely ferocious, with blood-red, ferocious compound eyes raised and thousands of soft white lines flying towards them like fine spring rain threads.

Wherever the seemingly delicate silk thread passed, whether it was scattered goods or metal shelves, they all turned black and discolored as if they were splashed with strong acid, and then quickly corroded and melted, turning into pools of black mucus with a pungent smell.

"Another cunning trick. With the intelligence of an arthropod, you dare to make a fool of yourself in front of a terrifying ape like us."

Zhu Mingyao sneered coldly, raised his left hand and drew a semicircle, and the overwhelming spider silk suddenly closed and hardened, twisting into a long spear with a sharp blade, which was thrown out suddenly, and the head and tail were deeply embedded in the concrete ground.

At the same time, he stepped forward, his movements steady as if he was wading through muddy water, taking one step each in the east, south, west, and north directions. The four characters Tai, Yue, An, and Zhen lit up in sequence. A dusty yellow gas flashed by, and an invisible huge force flipped and squeezed, causing the ground to sink more than ten centimeters. Amid the continuous crackling sound, the tide of poisonous spiders was reduced to a thin layer of yellow-green meat sauce.

Almost at the same time, there was a sharp hissing sound at the point where the spear fell, and a black shadow the size of a calf turned over the soil and jumped out of its hiding place against the sudden increase in gravity.

The enemy looked like the spider just now, but enlarged hundreds of times. Its body was covered with shiny black hair like steel needles, and its round belly had bright red and yellow patterns, which was eye-catching and intimidating.

However, on top of the body supported by eight legs is a highly anthropomorphic head with two rows of white primate teeth arranged neatly, replacing the chelicerae of insects. It looks grotesque and absurd.

Seeing that it was twisting its neck in vain, trying to bite off the spear that pierced its body, Zhu Mingyao pointed with disdain, and the weapon condensed from spider silk suddenly collapsed, and turned into countless fine threads that shot out in all directions, just like a giant dandelion that bloomed, piercing the spider monster with holes.

"Mrs. Kamo, you seem to have some extraordinary and special friendship with the things in the fog. Can you be a middleman and introduce us to them?"

The words he spoke were full of sarcasm, and Bai Ziyuan still looked smiling, but the torture he conducted was not as gentle as last time.

The nine white bone ghost heads inlaid on the soul-gathering banner protruded out, and their dark green eyes emitted a ruthless cold light, sweeping back and forth over the aging body, as if they were going to devour and refine its soul in the next second.

By now both of them have realized that this strange old woman, the fog monster, and even the fog itself must have a significant connection!

However, in response to his threat, the old woman's shriveled chest rose and fell violently, and she laughed while panting:
"Foolish fellow, do you think this is the end? That was just a small appetizer... a breath of the beast, and now it comes... the sins will be washed away, and mankind will return to purity -"

Her voice seemed to be on a roller coaster, rising high and then breaking and fading away. Her head suddenly tilted to the side and there was no sound anymore. She just died like that.

Such an unexpected arrival of God made the two men stunned for a moment. They committed suicide before being tortured. How decisive!
"What's going on? This psycho is really unreasonable." Bai Ziyuan complained a little irritably. He took off the bone circle from his wrist and threw it away, trying to collect the remaining souls.

"Be careful!" Zhu Mingyao, whose real realm was much stronger than his companions, keenly sensed that something was wrong and suddenly pushed him away. His sword ball spread out like a rainbow and intercepted a ball of white light rushing out of the old woman's heart.

"Ding!"

The white light was short and small, but the spiritual power it contained was beyond imagination. The moment the sword light made contact, it was shattered into pieces. The fierce and powerful energy even went upstream and tried to invade Zhu Mingyao himself.

His heart skipped a beat and he secretly released his tightly concealed cultivation. The true Qi of the Xuantan Palace formed in his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness poured out, and the sword energy instantly condensed and strengthened several times. However, he could only barely cut off a tiny bit of it, and for the rest, he could only watch as it rushed through the air like thunder.

A small piece of petals, as thin and narrow as a sparrow's tongue, floated to the ground. It was pure white like the purest emulsified crystal, with a sacred glow floating all over it. There was not a trace of evil from the inside out, which was completely opposite to the host's crazy and evil behavior.

"Is this... some kind of flower?"

"You ask me? My specialty is biological skeletons!"

Looking at the petals slowly emitting pure spiritual light, the two stared at each other, their minds filled with question marks.

Botany and the like are not within the scope of our knowledge...

(End of this chapter)