Chapter 300 Death Call (8)
He squatted down and pressed his hands on the ground. The underworld surged and instantly merged into the earth. It was as if countless insects were wriggling in the soil, surging endlessly.
Mo Wuji looked up at the Eight Desolate Divine Beast rushing towards him. Its huge tail swept over from behind and hit the light curtain in front of him heavily.
He didn't move at all, and the light curtain just shook slightly.
The purple spiritual light reflected on his face, making him look particularly cold and gloomy.
"Roar!" The Eight Desolate Divine Beast roared at him. This man was his mortal enemy, and he wished he could swallow him alive and tear him to pieces!
Wei Ning stood on the head of the Eight Desolate Divine Beast, watching the actions of the three people in the light curtain, and felt that something was wrong.
Suddenly, the huge body of the Eight Desolate Divine Beast shook, and Bai Ze behind it shouted, "Watch your step!"
The movements and reactions of the Eight Desolate Divine Beast were extremely fast. When it realized something was wrong under its feet, it immediately jumped up.
However, the dark air brought up by the feet was like a hand, tightly grasping the feet of the Eight Desolate Divine Beast!
"Ah" he let out an angry roar, his whole body surrounded by flames. He tried to burn the restraints under his feet, but that was not an ordinary obstacle!
Those things seemed to have souls, and they would never let go once they held on tightly. Instead, after feeling the severe pain of being burned by the fire, they let out mournful and eerie cries, but they held on even tighter!
Wei Ning took a look downwards and immediately made a decisive move to roll down from the head of the Eight Desolate Divine Beast. He climbed down along his neck and legs and slid down above the black gas that was tightly grasping his legs.
All the spiritual power in the body surged out, flowing continuously to the place where the black air was, like a sharp knife, desperately cutting the black air.
The cries from the underworld became louder and louder, and more and more angry.
However, even though part of the black gas was peeled off, the rest still tightly grasped the feet of the Eight Desolate Divine Beast.
"Ao" even his roar sounded weak and his huge body shook a bit, but he still did not give up. He used his tail to hit the light curtain in front of Mo Wuji hard, trying to catch the person inside.
Let's go to hell together!
The tail of the Eight Desolate Divine Beast was a huge weapon. It swept across the dungeon with flames flying, almost destroying the dungeon.
When Bai Ze saw Youming appear, he kept clinging to the wall, but one of his legs was still entangled by the black air because he did not have time to escape.
The people in the underworld who ran slower were also sucked in by the black air, and heart-wrenching screams continued to be heard from the depths of the underworld.
"Shen Weining, idiot! Come here quickly! You can't save him!" Yun Zong was blocked outside by Youming and couldn't get through, so he could only yell at her.
The Eight Desolate Divine Beasts were trapped in the Netherworld and could not escape, but she could definitely leave!
Falling into the Ten Forbidden Abyss will not kill her. Divine beasts of the level of the Eight Desolate Divine Beasts can still survive in it. In this way, even if there is a contractual relationship between them, she will not be affected.
But if she insisted on saving the Eight Desolate Divine Beast, she would only fall with him!
Hearing the shout, Wei Ning, with sweat all over her forehead, raised her head. Her eyelashes, which had long been soaked with sweat, were crystal clear and moist. She glanced at Mo Wuji, who was looking at her expressionlessly, and felt very desolate in her heart.
But at this moment she was also relieved.
Wei Ning, she has always had her own persistence and goals.
