One person: I was already fighting the Heavenly Master, but the system just came

These long legs are like dense thorns, surrounding its body layer by layer.

Each foot is hard and sharp, and with just a slight movement, it can tear approaching enemies into pieces in an instant.

At this moment, inside the centipede monster's body, Qin Jiaojiao was in this crisis-ridden situation and had nowhere to retreat.

The aura around her was surging, a burst of determination in desperation.

At this moment, her eyes were as firm as iron, and the Qi in her body was like a volcano about to erupt, surging and gathering wildly in her meridians.

"Ah, go to hell!" A delicate cry suddenly came from Qin Jiaojiao's mouth, and this sentence seemed to contain endless power.

In an instant, raging flames surged out with her as the center.

That flame was not an ordinary fire, but a strange fire that was packed with tremendous energy. The temperature was extremely high, and the air was distorted wherever it went.

The tongues of fire danced wildly, like a group of fire beasts with bared fangs and claws, pouncing fiercely towards the centipede monster.

as predicted.

Qin Jiaojiao launched an attack, and the centipede monster felt a piercing pain coming from its mouth without any warning.

The pain was like countless sharp steel needles piercing every nerve in the mouth at the same time, causing the centipede monster to suddenly open its bloody mouth in pain.

Its mouth was full of sharp fangs, each of which flashed with a cold light, and its saliva kept dripping like poison, corroding small pits on the ground.

Although Qin Jiaojiao could hardly open her eyes due to lack of oxygen, her desire to survive made her wake up instantly.

Seeing the centipede monster open its mouth, a glimmer of hope ignited in her heart.

Without thinking, she concentrated all her energy into her legs and rushed towards the cave entrance like an arrow.

She moved so fast that the wind blew and her clothes fluttered in the wind.

Although the centipede monster was injured, it was still very agile.

Just when Qin Jiaojiao was about to rush out, its huge head suddenly closed, and its bloody mouth that had been open closed instantly.

Poor Qin Jiaojiao, her whole body was rolled up by the huge tongue, like an ant unable to struggle, and was instantly sucked into the body of the centipede monster.

Qin Jiaojiao only felt a black screen before her eyes, and her whole body was plunged into darkness and dampness.

This is the centipede monster's stomach. A disgusting stench hit her in the face, almost making her vomit.

The surroundings were sticky, with thick mucus constantly surging, like countless greedy tentacles, wrapping around from all directions.

These mucus are extremely corrosive. As soon as they come into contact with Qin Jiaojiao's body, they begin to madly erode her Qi power.

Qin Jiaojiao hurriedly circulated the Qi in her body, forming a thin protective layer on her body surface to resist the erosion of the mucus.

But the mucus seemed endless, constantly attacking her Qi shield.

As time went by, Qin Jiaojiao clearly felt that her Qi power was being consumed rapidly and her Qi shield was becoming weaker and weaker.

In this dark environment, Qin Jiaojiao tried hard to calm herself down.

She knew very well that if she couldn't find a way to escape as soon as possible, she would die here.

With the help of the faint light, Qin Jiaojiao discovered some irregular folds on the centipede monster's stomach wall, and perhaps she could use these folds to climb out.

Qin Jiaojiao gritted her teeth, endured the discomfort in her body and the pain of her Qi being eroded, and concentrated her Qi on her hands and feet.

She grasped tightly onto the folds of her stomach wall and climbed upwards bit by bit.

Every movement required a huge amount of strength, and the mucus kept dripping from above, making her vision blurred and her hands extremely slippery, and she almost slipped several times.

However, as she struggled to climb upwards, the centipede monster's body seemed to sense the movement inside.

It began to twist its body violently, and the mucus in its stomach churned even more violently.

Qin Jiaojiao was tossed back and forth by this powerful force, her body constantly hitting the stomach wall, and she almost fainted from the pain.

But there was always a belief in her heart that supported her: she must survive!
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Jiaojiao finally found a place similar to a hole above the stomach wall.

She felt ecstatic, as if she saw hope for life.

She used up her last bit of strength and leaped towards the cave.

Just when she was about to grab the edge of the cave, a strong suction force suddenly came. It turned out that the centipede monster was preparing to eat again, and a strong suction force was generated in its stomach.

Qin Jiaojiao's hands tightly grasped the edge of the hole on the centipede monster's stomach wall. Every inch of her muscles was tense, bursting out with her last bit of strength.

But the suction of the centipede monster's stomach was like an invisible yet extremely powerful whirlpool, pulling her body madly.

In this confrontation of terrifying forces, Qin Jiaojiao's nails bore the brunt and were under tremendous pressure.

At first, the base of the nail turned slightly white, and then, as she exerted more force, blood began to seep out from where the nail met the flesh.

The blood was thin at first, and seeped out slowly, like dewdrops on grass leaves in the early morning, but in the blink of an eye, it was torn into blood lines by the surging suction force.

Then, with a crisp sound, the nail of the right index finger broke first.

The broken nail was instantly sucked away by the suction force, and the wound on the finger burst open instantly, with blood gushing out like a fountain.

The bright red blood was particularly glaring in this dark and humid environment. It splashed onto the surrounding mucus and was instantly swallowed up by the mucus.

Before Qin Jiaojiao could react, the other nails surrendered one after another under this huge force.

The nails of the middle finger and ring finger were cracked in the middle, and the jagged cross-sections were deeply embedded in the finger flesh. Qin Jiaojiao trembled with pain and had to let go of her hands.

Blood continued to flow along her fingers, gathering in her palms, and then meandering down her arms, forming drops of blood at her elbows, dripping into the mucus below.

At this time, the ten fingers were already a bloody mess.

The originally pink fingertips were torn, revealing the white fascia and muscles inside. Soaked in blood, they looked particularly hideous and terrifying.

The flesh at the wound was still curling slightly, and every slight tremor was accompanied by piercing pain.

Qin Jiaojiao looked around in despair, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Qin Jiaojiao's tears burst out uncontrollably.

However, these tears dripping into the churning gastric juice beneath the body seemed to trigger some terrible reaction.

The gastric juice, which was already extremely corrosive, seemed to be injected with new strength the moment it came into contact with Qin Jiaojiao's tears.

The color of the gastric juice became darker, and strange bubbles appeared on the surface. It gurgled and emitted an even more pungent stench.

Immediately afterwards, the erosive effect of gastric juice suddenly increased.

Qin Jiaojiao only felt her whole body tighten, as if she was tightly bound by an invisible yet extremely tough net.

The next moment, intense pain came like a surging tide, and my whole body felt like it was being bitten by countless ants. The pain was not only dense, but also pervasive, drilling from the surface of the skin all the way to the cracks in the bones, and every inch of my skin was suffering unbearable torture.

Her skin began to turn red and blister rapidly, and the fragile epidermis gradually dissolved under the erosion of gastric juice, revealing the tender and bloodshot dermis underneath.

In just a moment, the dermis could not withstand the attack of gastric juice and began to be corroded bit by bit. Blood continued to seep out and mixed with gastric juice. The scene was horrific.

Qin Jiaojiao's lower lip had already been bitten leaving deep bloody marks, and painful moans came out of her mouth again and again.

Even though the moans were getting louder and louder, the pain, like a maggot in her tarsal bone, showed no sign of abating, as if it was going to crush her bones completely.

Chu Tingting discovered that the centipede monster, which had been lying motionless on the ground, was now slightly trembling its tentacles.

Then, the centipede monster's pair of huge compound eyes slowly opened, and a faint green light shone through them, flashing a cold and dangerous aura in the darkness.

Chu Tingting's pupils shrank slightly, and she could clearly feel that a powerful and evil force was slowly reviving.

The centipede monster's body twisted slightly, and its hard shells rubbed against each other, making a creepy crackling sound.

Every sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting Chu Tingting's heart hard.

She knew very well that this awakened centipede monster would definitely bring about a terrible disaster, and she must find a way to deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Chu Tingting stared at the awakened centipede monster with a sharp gaze, and quickly calculated in her mind.

Judging from the centipede monster's current state and the direction in which Qin Jiaojiao had disappeared before, she decisively judged that Qin Jiaojiao was most likely in the monster's body.

The situation was extremely urgent and she had no time to hesitate.

Without any hesitation, Chu Tingting took a deep breath, exerted force with her legs, and jumped high like a black lightning. After drawing a neat arc in the air, she jumped straight into the big pit where the centipede monster was.

"Bang!" The moment she landed, dust flew up and Chu Tingting stood steadily at the bottom of the pit.

She raised her head and looked fearlessly into the centipede monster's two pairs of eyes emitting faint green light.

When their eyes met, it seemed as if sparks were crackling in the air.

The ferocity in the centipede monster's eyes was undisguised; it was a kind of savagery and brutality from an ancient ferocious beast, as if warning the tiny human in front of it not to act rashly.

Chu Tingting narrowed her eyes slightly, staring closely at the centipede monster's every move, while silently concentrating the Qi in her body.

She understood that the centipede monster in front of her was no good and a fierce battle was inevitable.

But in order to rescue Qin Jiaojiao, she would never retreat even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead.

The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a fearless smile, as if announcing to the centipede monster: "Today, you met me, which is the worst bad luck in eight lifetimes!"

In another corner of the camp, the night was as dark as ink. Zhuge Heping looked panicked and was shaking Chu Hao, who was still sleeping, hurriedly.

"Wake up!" Zhuge Heping lowered his voice, his tone full of anxiety.

Chu Hao woke up from his sleep, and stared at Zhuge Heping with confusion. Just as he was about to ask, Zhuge Heping grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the tent.

As soon as they stepped out of the tent, they were stunned by the scene before them.

The originally grayish-white tent was now completely covered by a strange purple vine.

These vines vary in thickness, with strange textures on the surface, emitting a mysterious glow under the dim moonlight.

Before they could take a closer look, the purple vines seemed to sense someone approaching and moved instantly.

The vines were like nimble poisonous snakes, attacking Chu Hao and Zhuge Heping swiftly.

The speed is so fast that people don't have time to react.

In the blink of an eye, the vines were in front of the two of them.

At this critical moment, something even more terrifying happened.

The front end of the vine suddenly grew densely packed inverted triangular thorns, each of which was extremely sharp, flashing icy light in the moonlight, and piercing straight towards them.

Chu Hao looked at the purple vines coming towards him. He was too lazy to even look at them. He subconsciously formed seals with his hands quickly and muttered something.

Those obscure spells echoed in the night sky, as if summoning some mysterious power.

As Chu Hao chanted the spell, a ball of blue flame quickly ignited in his palm.

This flame is not an ordinary fire, but a magical fire that contains powerful Qi force, flashing a strange and hot light in the darkness.

"Go!" Chu Hao shouted softly, and pushed the flame in his palm towards the purple vines.

The dark blue flame instantly transformed into a huge fire snake, roaring and pouncing towards the purple vines.

Wherever the fire snake went, the air was distorted by the high temperature, making a sizzling sound.

The moment the purple vines came into contact with the flames, they twisted wildly as if they felt a huge threat.

But the dark blue flame was incredibly powerful and quickly wrapped around the vines, setting them ablaze.

In the blink of an eye, those aggressive purple vines were reduced to ashes in the flames, leaving only a pungent burnt smell in the air.

Zhuge Heping on the side was completely stunned. He opened his mouth, widened his eyes, and looked at the scene in disbelief.

In his opinion, although Chu Hao was quite powerful, the magic he just performed was more powerful than he could have imagined.

However, Chu Hao said nothing. He just calmly brushed off the non-existent dust on his body and turned to walk towards the tent.

It was as if the thrilling battle just now was just a trivial matter to him.

After returning to the tent, Chu Hao lay back on the bed, pulled the quilt over himself, closed his eyes and prepared to continue sleeping.

His breathing gradually became steady, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusory dream.

Outside the tent, Zhuge Heping was still standing there blankly, his mind constantly recalling the scene of Chu Hao performing magic, and he was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"Could it be that the fire Chu Hao just unleashed was...Shangqing Purple Flame!"

Zhuge Heping opened his mouth and was about to call out to Chu Hao, but he saw the lights in the tent suddenly go out, and the entire tent was plunged into darkness in an instant.

The hand he stretched out froze in mid-air. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly retracted it.

He looked up at the night sky. The stars were twinkling, as if silently telling the mysteries of this mysterious world.

Zhuge Heping took a deep breath, trying to calm his restless heart.

The Shangqing Purple Flame that Chu Hao had just displayed filled him with questions, but now was obviously not the time to ask further questions.

Perhaps, this is just a coincidence. (End of this chapter)