Martial arts become gods

Chapter 337

The jungle ahead is getting denser and denser, and there are many strange plants and creatures growing around it.

Mosquitoes the size of palms and flies the size of human heads can be seen everywhere here.From time to time, there would be gloomy sights on the giant tree. They were giant pythons as thick as buckets, which were extremely terrifying.

The ground is very wet, and a thick layer of rotten leaves has accumulated on it. The most deadly thing is that there are probably some bottomless swamps hidden under these rotten leaves. It's hard to say whether it will fall directly into it.

But those terrifying monsters hidden in the swamp will definitely let people know what pain is.

Mo Xian saw a huge cheetah sink into it with his own eyes, and was swallowed by a huge strange mouth in an instant.

Judging from the treacherous environment here, it is really not suitable for living people to survive. I am afraid that only those members of the Hunting God Gang will put themselves in such a terrible environment.

However, they are obviously very adaptable to the environment here, and all kinds of things living in the jungle will not actively disturb them.

Seeing Mo Xian's horrified expression from time to time, the middle-aged man in the lead smiled maliciously: "Boy, I advise you not to think about running away. In this place, if you get out of our sight, you will definitely live." Only 3 minutes."

Hearing this, Mo Xian took it for granted, suddenly he didn't have the desire to escape, he didn't think that the place where the Hunting God Gang was stationed would be more dangerous than this ghostly place.

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In the depths of the dense primeval jungle, there is an absolute pure land. There are no scary monsters and plants that can be seen everywhere, and it is very peaceful.

And in it, there are many buildings that are incompatible with this place.

These buildings are built according to the trees, and some are even on the trees, which looks very magical.

Although it looks extremely quiet here, there are many powerful auras faintly, but above those giant trees, there are many warriors holding strong bows hidden.

Under such strict defenses, even goshawks might not be able to fly in.

And on one side of this area, there is a tall flagpole. On the flagpole is a prison cage made of unknown materials. Inside it is a shivering little monkey with bright red body.

This little monkey was obviously just born, it can't even walk, and it just lay down in the cage.

"Little beast, hurry up, or no one will save you!" On the big trees around the cage, there were many people waiting in line, poking the little monkey with things from time to time.

The already fragile little monkey was battered and bruised, dying.

At this moment, Mo Xian's eyes fell on the little monkey.

Sure enough, it was exactly as he had thought before, that the Hunting God Gang had captured Taotao's child.

Seeing that fragile little life being tortured like this, and thinking of poor Taotao, Mo Xian couldn't help clenching his fists.

However, he could feel that there was an extremely terrifying aura around the cage, and if something rushed into it, it would probably be shattered into pieces immediately.

"What are you looking at, do you want to be like that little bastard!" The middle-aged man in the lead smiled grimly, and then put the longbow in his hand on Mo Xian's back, signaling him to continue walking.

"Don't come at this time." Mo Xian prayed in his heart, and immediately walked forward, while secretly looking at the surrounding environment.

On the surface, the strength of the Hunting God Gang is obviously not weak.

Not long after, he was driven to a door on the ground.

The door was obviously extremely heavy, and several strong men pulled the winch on the side reasonably, and then slowly opened the door, and then Mo Xian was thrown down unceremoniously.

It was dark at the beginning, but after Mo Xian got used to the surrounding light a little, he fell into the icy water.

"Hey, here comes another one!"

There was a burst of joy in the darkness, and then Mo Xian was salvaged, and then several people rushed over quickly and wiped Mo Xian dry quickly.

"Yes, these teeth, these muscles..."

A crooked old man with a haggard complexion, as if he hadn't seen the sun for many years, kept looking up and down Mo Xian, muttering something like he was looking at an animal.

"Hey, what is this place?" Mo Xian frowned and said, the mixed air filled with all kinds of embarrassing smells really made him a little nauseous.

"Hey, young man, don't be afraid, my old man is not a bad person, this will be your home from now on." The old man grinned, and suddenly showed his disgusting yellow teeth, and exhaled a mouthful of unpleasant gas, as if he had just swallowed General feces.

"Don't talk nonsense, do what you should do well." A vicious man beat Lao Ding's head with an iron rod, and said.

"You damned vampires, I am the leader here, and one day, I will send you guys to feed the crocodiles." Old Ding screamed, and then cursed.

"Haha, old lunatic!" There was a burst of ridicule in the surrounding darkness.

"You bedbugs..." Old Ding muttered incessantly. In the darkness, his dirty palm slowly reached out to Mo Xian, and then quickly put a collar on Mo Xian.

This ring is very magical, like a living thing, after putting it on Mo Xian's neck, it will automatically lock, and it will be firmly glued to Mo Xian's neck. It seems that there are a few thin needles protruding out of it, piercing Mo Xian's neck. In Xian's flesh and blood, his neck went numb for a while.

"Okay, from now on, you are the property of the Hunting God Gang, and I will treat you like my own child. Also, my child, you must not try to destroy the collar on your neck, otherwise Your head will be blown away." Old Ding said in a daze, as if he was really sick.

"Boy, hurry up!" A big man behind him unceremoniously pushed Mo Xian, pushing him back into the darkness.

This piece of underground space is very huge, and after a while, it gradually has a dim light.

Mo Xian could see that there were rows of cells on both sides, in which many people were imprisoned, and everyone wore collars around their necks.

Seeing someone coming, those people in the cell stretched out their hands one after another, howling continuously, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Mo Xian frowned. It seemed that apart from hunting monsters, warriors seemed to be one of their targets as well.

It's just that he was very puzzled, why did the Hunting God Gang arrest so many people? This is probably not a small number just because of the daily consumption.

"What are you looking at, you will soon be like these trash." A big man cursed, pushing Mo Xian forward like a trash.

"Huh!" Mo Xian also snorted coldly in his heart, and suddenly a small black flame eroded into the big man's body along the palm of his hand.

Although this small group of Mo Linghuo would not kill the big man, it was enough to make him feel deeply.

(End of this chapter)