Beneath that wound, blood spewing out with unknown liquid, like a waterfall, drove out in a frenzy, and if I hadn’t dodged fast, I’d have to be bathed by it.

I never knew that the knife could be so sharp, this knife I cut on its abdomen and side crotch above, I did not feel any obstruction, a knife in the past, all by my smooth cut open...

At the same time, I can clearly feel the change of my body.

The constant collapse of the body is a sign of the erosion of the body... but on the contrary, the ancient atmosphere is a crazy repair of the body.

It is no exaggeration to say that the present body is almost on the verge of destruction and rebirth, one step is death and one step is life.

The constant repetition between destruction and rebirth, like reincarnation, I do not perceive that its end is there, and I can only be involuntarily trapped in it.

But one thing I can confirm.

The body tried to kill me.

They have no compassion for my body, do not agree with my former host, almost do their best to murder me.

Erosion, decomposition, my body is constantly tossing back and forth by them, if there is no ancient air to help me repair the body, it is likely that I will directly die in the hands of the body.

Why would it do that?

Am I dead... can the body still live alone?

Or is it that it no longer cares about life and death, just because it hates the ancients, because it squeezes away the body and invades my body, so the body now wants to avenge us?

Of course, all this happened only in my body, and there was an ancient spirit as a battle, and the body bulge could not affect me.

I always thought it was completely gone, because I couldn’t feel the signs of its existence, only some of the things left by the body that were difficult to dissipate, and how much remained in my body... like a tumor, there were so few in my body, but I knew very well that they were dead, without any life force.

But one thing is certain... how many of these tumors are physically qi... at the critical moment, there are still some functions...

But when they work, the air will also be consumed, and it is thought that after the consumption of these physiques will really disappear, even the traces will not be left, but the situation now is beyond my expectations.

That was killing me that I could not imagine that the clams would come out again, and that the fucking comeback... the comer is not good!

But in this case, I can't take into account the change of the body clam, even if it hurts me, I have to die and endure, do my best to wave the knife, and keep cutting the abdomen of the giant worm...

At first, the body clams still could not affect me, but gradually, I found that the sharp pain in my body was more and more unbearable, and it hurt so much that I almost wanted to scream out.

I know very well that now only bite the teeth hard, if I loose, this thorn can not be mentioned, can not say.

By this time, the abdomen of the giant worm already had six mouths, and each wound was deep enough to be cut out of the knife.

More and more blood mixed with those unknown mucus, swarming out of the wound and flowing all over the place.

Those mucus mixed in the blood, looking a bit like a fat, especially greasy, the tangle does not smell.

From the beginning to the end, the giant worm did not fight back, perhaps without the strength to fight back, I can feel the gas in its body is passing quickly.

As for the disciples and grandchildren around it, after finding that the giant worms were severely damaged, they did not hesitate to rush back, but they did not attack me, but they squeezed the wound of the giant worm like a hemorrhage.

But it is undeniable that these insects are squeezed into the wound, not only to resist part of my attack, but also to have a certain bleeding effect... No, it should be a repair effect.

Like the body rhug repairing my body, the worms were dissolved almost instantly after they had burrowed into the wounds of the giant worms, as if they were part of the giant worm itself, and they melted directly into the wounds and kept shrinking the wounds.

Seeing this scene, I did not dare to take it lightly, gritted my teeth and continued to wave the knife, and constantly chopping in the abdomen of the giant worm.

At this time, the killing ghosts who ran out all the way out also had the thought of coming back to help, and asked me with a voice: "Do you want me to come and help you?"

“No...” I replied, gritting my teeth, afraid that my voice would be pressed by the current of the worms, and I added a word with a voice: “Don’t come back, your mother’s wife!”I can fix it!”

Hearing my words, the killer did not respond, but he did stop and did not move, and it is estimated that he was watching the situation.

At this point, I know where the worms came to be.

The giant worm near the tail has a darker skin, and the skin is covered with dense potholes.

More and more small worms came out from there, as if they could not be killed, and they went out in a crazy way, and then integrated into the sea of insects, and continued to repair the wound to the body of the giant worm.

To be honest, I was a little desperate.

Without the help of these worms, nine out of ten will be cut down by me alive, and the power it can exert at present will not be able to defeat me, but... I can't consume it!

The tortoise grandson, like the perpetual motion, could not stop moving, and clearly his own air was passing rapidly, but the movement of the small worm from the body was not affected in the slightest.

It is like being able to repair my body endlessly... it can take a long time with my hard life...

The body is constantly eroding and decomposing my body, in order to ensure the integrity of the body and ensure that I am not affected, and the ancient air can only fight for the repair of my life.

The body poked out a hole, and the ancient spirit had to be filled.

Because of this, 60% of the ancient atmosphere was dragged by the body, and their effect on the growth of my body was also rapidly declining.

This is not a good phenomenon...Fuck you have to fight fast!

Looking at the skin of the worm, which kept squeezing out, I dared not think much, and took the speed to the extreme and flew straight into it.

It was also at this time that the little worms who had not been doing it to me could not help but gather around me...

I also saw this scene in my heart.

The main problem of the giant worm should be more than the abdomen, this piece of skin... perhaps it is also one of its key points!

Although this piece of flesh that can squeeze the worm out is not in the abdomen, not so soft, but I now want to cut it, I am afraid it will not cost much.

But what I never thought was that just as I raised my hand to prepare a knife to slicle, the body clams suddenly broke out...

The pain of the limbs and hundreds of bones is not to mention, the most troublesome, or can not control the symptoms of the body.

It's like being bit a hole, not to mention a knife, just want to wink can't do it.

This situation did not continue, from its appearance to the end, I am afraid it was less than two seconds, but it was so two seconds of work, I lost my balance and fell from the giant worm.

At this time, the ground is not an ordinary ground, but a complete sea of insects.

The ancient atmosphere seems to have also been influenced by the body, constantly peeling off from the outside of my body and gradually returning to the flesh...

I don't know if I can carry the bites of the bedbugs... can I? they're just ordinary brutes... nothing to be afraid of!

But in the process of falling, I found that my physical state was getting worse and worse... It may be that the work of blinking an eye, and my body returned to the most ordinary state.

That's right.

I lost all the ancient power without warning, and the body returned to its most basic state, and I... I did not believe all this... but reason told me that I am now the most ordinary living person.

“I fuck, is this fucking playing me?”

A second before landing, I screamed as hard as I could, but what I never thought was that there would be another voice responding to me.

"It's okay, you rest, leave it to me."