From the advent of the mountains and seas

Chapter 8
The warlock was severely injured.

An Jing's expression did not relax in the slightest.

It was expected that the talisman arrow should be fatal, but the guy in front of him was still struggling to get up even though his forehead was pierced and his face was covered with fiery lines of fire. It seemed that his head was no longer his fatal point.

Needless to say, the ghost moths must have taken over!

Faced with the talisman arrow halfway in front of his forehead, the warlock slapped his mutated arms on the ground, his body leaned forward suddenly, and lay down on the ground.

Only then did An Jing discover that there were wriggling lumps of flesh on the guy's back and the back of his neck.

Facing the threat of life and death, the arthropods inserted into the surrounding swollen lumps of flesh were finally retracted, and the black and red tentacles connecting the lumps of flesh were disconnected immediately, and injected directly into the Warlock's body.

The out-of-control bloated mass completely collapsed to the ground, and the bulge in the body lost its blood and flesh supply, and gradually fell silent.

Instead, the sound of warlock's flesh and flesh cracking can be heard endlessly.

The robe was shattered by the unfolded insect wings, and the ghost face pattern became more hideous under the dim light.

The warlock's head hangs down, a ghost moth protrudes from the back of the neck, and the abdomen is completely transformed into a bloated insect abdomen. Six joints stained with red and white slurry fall to the ground, and a ghost moth the size of an adult bull appears in front of An Jing .

The ghost moth flapped its wings, shaking off the bloody water on the ground, and launched a fierce attack on An Jing.

Bending over and rolling to the left, avoiding the impact, the wall on one side of the basement was forced to become a substitute, dust rustling.

Nearly two meters away, the warlock's arms full of bristles slapped the wall and turned, with three jointed limbs kicking on it. The ghost moth didn't show any intention of stopping. It tilted its body and continued to approach An Jing, opening and closing its sharp teeth, ready to devour the warrior's body. Fresh flesh and blood.

Take out another Zhengyiyang Fire Talisman from the satchel and wipe it on the edge of the warm winter blade to ensure that the effect of exorcising evil spirits is maintained.

Facing the oncoming ghost moth, An Jing frowned slightly, turned around and ran towards the passage next to him.

Obviously, this ghost moth would not let An Jing interrupt the ceremony, not to mention that if he was allowed to run out, the Yizhuang stronghold would be completely exposed.

The force speed of the joint limbs increased again, and the two forelimbs even grabbed the shriveled corpse on the ground and threw it towards An Jing, trying to interrupt his pace.

It's just that the area of ​​the basement is not large, and Anjing is only a few meters away from the entrance of the passage, and it can be reached in one sprint.

The road to escape is at hand.

An Jing heard the approaching slamming of limbs behind him, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

The moment he got close to the entrance and exit, he jumped up, stepped on the rough soil walls on the left and right sides of the entrance and exit, borrowed his strength, and suddenly jumped up into the air. A kite turned over and leaped back a certain distance.

Different from An Jing's dexterity, the ghost moth chasing behind was limited by the narrow space of the basement, and was already planning to rush into the passage to chase after him, but its huge size made it impossible to stop its forward momentum immediately.

He wanted to continue chasing An Jing, but just as his head rushed into the passage, he subconsciously opened his arms against the wall next to the entrance and exit, trying to pull himself out again, but this gave An Jing the best chance to attack.

The volley landed on the back of the ghost moth, and An Jing inserted the knife into the back of the ghost moth with both hands. Nuan Dong's advantage of long weapons was greatly exerted at this time. Once the external defense was broken, he only needed to shake it from side to side to cause huge trauma immediately.

The yang fire on the blade hit the ghost moth hard, colliding with the dark energy in its body every moment, and the severe pain drove the ghost moth into madness, flapping its wings, twisting its body, trying to move An Jing fell from her back.

Holding Nuan Dong's stable figure that had been pierced into the ghost moth's body with one hand, An Jing took out the hand crossbow, loaded it with rune arrows, aimed directly at the back of the ghost moth's head and pulled the trigger.

The explosion occurred at the moment when the talisman arrow hit, and the ghost moth's last sanity was burned out in the flames, and it began to hit the walls around the basement without thinking, and even turned itself over to hit, trying to throw An Jing off its back.

But when it crashed for several rounds, and its body was covered with sticky blood stains and wounds, it realized that there was no figure on its back.

In the shaking field of vision, I could only see someone standing with a knife not far away, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Realizing that he had been caught in a trap again, the ghost moth who had self-mutilated many times burst into a shrill scream, and charged towards An Jing with his head buried.

It's a pity that at this time, it has long lost the power it had when it first completed the alienation.

"No matter how big an insect is, it is only an insect after all."

Seeing the ghost moth's staggering slow pace and swaying bloated body, An Jing turned around, with the Miao Knife Nuan Dong in his hand bringing a sharp wind, and the shining red light attached to the Yang Huo Talisman made the blade sharper.

Cut off the two forelimbs, and cut into the ghost moth's head.

Blood was splashed everywhere.

Put an end to this disgusting evil once and for all!
With the tip of the knife on the ground, An Jing, whose forehead was covered with sweat, looked at the ghost moth that was overturned in front of him, and let out a long breath.

Even though only seven or eight minutes had passed since the start of the battle, his physical strength was still greatly exhausted.

High-intensity fighting requires his mental concentration.

Now that he suddenly relaxed, fatigue suddenly surged from all parts of his body.

Exactly at this time.

There was another series of footsteps in the passage.

An Jing's expression tightened, and he grabbed the hand crossbow and was about to reload it. He was relieved when he saw Butou Wu appearing at the entrance of the passage.

Before rushing to Yizhuang, An Jing ordered the waiter in the inn to go to the yamen to find Butou Wu, and hand over the secret letter he had written in advance to him.

This was An Jing's insurance for herself.

In case he really meets someone who is difficult to fight against, he just needs to delay for some time and wait for support.

As for why he didn't contact Butou Wu as soon as he noticed a problem with Yizhuang.

the reason is simple.

Evaluation for the completion of the task!
Although An Jing used to be obsessed with martial arts, she would occasionally read some martial arts novels to pass the time in her spare time.

The purpose of the system sending him to this trial world was obviously to train him.

Since there are tasks, there must be rewards.

Kill the boss alone or use the power of the government to siege.

Although the results are the same, the settlement evaluations of the two methods before and after are very different without thinking about it.

"What the hell is this?"

Wu Butou, who was standing at the entrance of the passage, didn't pay much attention to An Jing at this time. Looking around the terrifying scene in the basement, his eyes finally fell on the ghost moth mutated by the warlock, with a look of horror on his face.

The ghost moth case half a year ago did not make such a move!
"It seems that the things hidden behind this ghost moth case are more dangerous than you and I imagined. I'm afraid this guy is just a small character. Hurry up and send someone down to search, maybe you can find some key clues."

An Jing held the knife and walked to Wu Butou, seeing that the latter was still a little stunned by the scene, rolled his eyes, and reminded in a low voice,
"By the way, in order to kill this monster, I have used up the talismans and talisman arrows you gave me, and find a way to make up for me?"

"Um, huh?"

Wu Butou, who hadn't recovered from his shock, nodded subconsciously.

By the time he realized something was wrong, An Jing had already disappeared in the tunnel.

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