Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 57 Appearance
Passing through the corridor, a vast underground space appeared in front of everyone.

The bricks and stones in the middle of the square are sunken, and it is a large pool of steaming mist. From a distance, many huge clam shells are slightly opened and closed, seeping out dense white mist, which makes the square foggy, like a fairy palace.

"It's a bit like a cultural performance." Pan Ye murmured to himself.

Other than that, there is no one else.

"The demon escaped?"

"No! It's there."

Zu Wei looked dignified, pointed to the clam pond,
"Go, go and destroy the clam pond!"

The four of them stood by the clam pond and looked into the pond. In the center of the pond, there were three river clams that were bigger than humans, and their shells were tightly closed.

At the bottom of the clear pool, a thin layer of human bones was deposited
"Aura."

With the induction of the rosary, Pan Ye could feel that there was a tiny source of spiritual energy inside each clam shell.

Zu Wei's voice was low and low: "It turns out that humans are used as nourishment to feed these clam essences and breed spirit beads."

Just as he finished speaking, a faint sound came from the largest clam shell in the middle.

"Who is it that bothers me..."

"It's your father! Quick, go up and smash the clam shells for me."

Zu Wei spoke very fast, everyone understood, immediately stomped heavily on his feet, with a mahogany sword, a long spear, and four pairs of iron fists, he ruthlessly attacked the mussel.

Just when Kankan reached tens of centimeters in front of the giant clam, the clam shells of dozens of surrounding rivers lighted up with a slight brilliance, and a powerful force spread out from the clam, instantly sending everyone flying.

Fortunately, after this force pushed them away, there was no further strength left, and the four of them flew steadily to the edge of the pool by their own means.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the clam shell opened suddenly, and a middle-aged man with rusty yellow copper coins and a green silk gown stood up from inside, holding a fan, looking nondescript.

He has a thin head, a long neck, short and wide ear shells, two whiskers around his lips, slippery mucus slips down the gown.

"Changeling monster?!"

The blue light in Zu Wei's eyes flickered, and he saw a monster aura rising from the other party's body.

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man looked Zu Weiyi up and down, raised his nose, and said in surprise,

"Daoist, I smell the corpse demon from you. It seems that the corpse demon I sent was killed by you. Please wait a moment."

He put away the folding fan and slapped it in the palm of his hand,
"Come out."

The two smaller clamshells next to it opened, and two more monsters came out.

It seems to be a male and a female.

The female has a weasel's head on her head, and below her neck is a fat human body, dressed in red and green silk and satin, her fat fingernails are painted red, and she holds a long sword.

The male is bigger than the female, with a civet cat's head on his head. The mandarin jacket full of dirt can't support his fat body, revealing a white belly, and holding a big hammer in one hand.

"Several heroes, let me introduce you next."

The weasel bowed slightly, and said, "This is Huang Dalang, these two are younger brothers and sisters I met here, named Li Erlang and Huang Dajie."

These two guys couldn't speak human words, screamed and grinned at them.

"Since you are here, please don't leave."

After the introduction, Huang Dalang's long and narrow eyes showed a fierce look. With a wave of his fan, a grayish-yellow whirlwind blew up on the ground, and sand and stones flew in the square, making it difficult to see clearly.

"retreat!"

The howling yellow wind could only blind their vision. The three monsters seemed to be unstopped, they could accurately know their position, and attacked them directly.

"Zu Wei and I will deal with Huang Dalang, and leave the remaining two to you."

Lao Zhang only had time to assign his opponent, and the opponent's attack came.

A huge figure flashed in front of Pan Ye's eyes, and the heavy hammer slammed down on his head.

Bang.

A shallow crater was smashed into the flat ground, and the splashed gravel splashed in all directions.

Through the vibrating ground, Pan Ye felt the power contained in it, and Pan Ye was a little surprised. This power was already stronger than him.

Nowadays, there are only a handful of people who are stronger than him in terms of strength.

Looking at the fat man who was two circles older than himself, Pan Ye circled around with his nimble steps.

After more than ten rounds, he found that the fat man only had the strength of the eighth rank, and his speed and reaction were only at the ninth rank.

He was faster than Li Erlang, and from time to time, after dodging the opponent's attack, he used the tip of the gun that contained true yang energy to draw a series of deep or shallow wounds on his body.

The big civet cat couldn't attack Pan Ye for a long time, it squeaked anxiously, and its moves were also confused.

"The opportunity has come."

Pan Ye dodged a heavy hammer, swayed to Li Erlang's belly, and raised his spear to strike thunder.

The scorching power of the spear tip lingered and pierced straight into Li Erlang's belly.

The entire tip of the gun was submerged in the belly, blocked by layers of thick fat, making it difficult to penetrate even an inch.

Seeing this, he immediately pulled out his spear, turned over and backed away.

Li Erlang's belly flowed out bright red blood, screamed in pain, and became even crazier, swinging the melon rind hammer, his whole body turned into a fat whirlwind, and the speed was half a chip faster, rolling towards Pan Ye.

"Slip away."

The fat civet cat is stronger than him, so he can't fight recklessly. He performs the wind-chasing kungfu and sneaks Li Erlang beside a stone pillar.

"Ow."

Li Erlang, whose head was not enough, swayed around the stone pillar, shook his head, became ruthless, and as soon as his brain became hot, he raised the hammer and threw it at the stone pillar.

A loud bang.

The stone pillars cracked fine cracks, and gravel fell rustlingly.

At the moment when the gravel blocked Li Erlang's vision, a cold light suddenly appeared and flew towards his fat head.

puff.

Even though Li Erlang tried his best to turn his head, he was still a bit slow, and the spear went straight through its left eye and into its head.

"Ow~"

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

There was a scream that resounded throughout the square. Li Erlang, who had a severe head pain, swung the hammer in his hand and slapped Pan Ye wildly with unexplained curses.

The cat's head was covered with blood, and Li Erlang went mad and hammered it everywhere, making it difficult for Pan Ye to get close.

After all, the monster has rough skin and thick flesh, and its left brain has been pierced, but it still has such vitality.

Pan Ye observed its movements, quietly waiting for its exhaustion.

Gradually, he keenly noticed that the movements in Li Erlang's hands had slowed down, and he staggered, about to retreat deep into the cave.

Seeing this opportunity, he immediately raised his spear, and like a swimming dragon, he leaned close to his body.

"It's now."

Pan Ye's eyes were fixed, and the scorching true yang energy surged out, and his whole body leaped into the air.

"Heavenly collapse!"

He didn't dare to do this before, Li Erlang's was two heads taller than him, and if he jumped into the air, he would be swatted down like a fly.

The long spear was pointed out, bringing a fierce wind, and in the blink of an eye, the tip of the spear hit Li Erlang's eyebrows, piercing through the skull and smashing the brain.

Bang.

The big fat man fell on his back like pushing a golden mountain and falling a jade pillar, without a sound.

Pan Ye took a deep breath, calmed down slightly, and took this opportunity to look at the other two battlefields.

Thanks to Zu Wei's talisman, the yellow wind blowing in the arena has gradually thinned out, allowing him to clearly see the battle of his companions.

　I wish all book lovers a Dragon Boat Festival... awesome!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)