Chapter 526 Human Face

"..."

Gong Yanghan took a deep breath, joined his hands in front of him, and clasped his fingers together to form a complex hand gesture.

His whole body was shaking slightly, as if he was under tremendous pressure.

As Gong Yanghan trembled, the evil figure behind him slowly raised his right hand, preparing to throw a short spear bit by bit.

Inexplicable pressure fell on this tunnel, and the dust floating in the air was forcibly suppressed.

The human-faced centipede crawled by itself, swaying its glowing eyeballs and focusing on the little man in front of it.

As if sensing danger, he opened the cone bit in his mouth and took a deep breath.

The gas taken in by this breath is so huge,

Dust and gravel floated up, all rolled into the centipede's mouthparts.

The clumsy abdominal cavity of the human-faced centipede becomes even more enlarged after inhaling gas.

Pale white insect flesh overflowed from the gaps in the pitch-black carapace.

Then, the human-faced centipede opened its mouth.

The White Lotus believers at the end of the tunnel were still immersed in the lack of oxygen and suffocation caused by the extraction of air.

With dark eyes, I saw the centipede open its mouth, and instantly understood what it was going to do.

They all frantically clung to the edge of the tunnel, crawling and lowering their bodies.

Winds comparable to hurricanes spewed out from the mouthparts of the human-faced centipede,

The sky-wide gravel mixed in the wind is far more deadly than the so-called hidden weapons of iron sand.

The two White Lotus cultists at the front didn't even make a sound before they were pierced by the sand and dust, wearing away their skin and bones, and immediately lost their lives.

"Protect the young master!"

The white-browed old man shouted hoarsely, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stopped in front of Gong Yanghan.

The other members of the White Lotus Church heard the call and reluctantly got up regardless of their own lives.

Or hold a shield to block the gravel,

Or cast spells to slow down the wind,

Or use their flesh and blood to build a human wall to protect Gong Yanghan in front of him without fear of death.

"I'll form the head!"

Song Jie shouted loudly, jumped up from the ground, and landed on top of the White Lotus Sect members.

He held his head with one hand and put his other hand on his waist, assuming the posture of a sleeping Arhat lying horizontally.

He just used the sunken back of his head to block Gong Yanghan's face and feed him a mouthful of dandruff.

However, Gong Yanghan didn't appreciate it.

"Get out of my way!"

I saw blue veins popping out from the corners of Gong Yanghan's eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was ferocious, without his usual feminine and handsome demeanor.

The members of the White Lotus cult who were blocking him were instantly hit by the invisible force and flew left and right to make room.

Click click click——

The human-faced centipede rushed in, its long and narrow legs as sharp as knives poking deep holes in the ground.

The three sets of cone drill bits rotated wildly, leaving no doubt that even a fine iron rock could be crushed into slag.

"die!"

Gong Yanghan shouted loudly, held his palm empty, and swung it towards the human-faced centipede.

The evil projection behind him made the same move as him, and threw the short spear with a smile.

The shadow of the gun blade quickly swept across the ground and silently sank into the head of the human-faced centipede.

There are no explosions, no sound and light effects,

The human-faced centipede was still running wildly, but its speed suddenly slowed down in the middle.

The carapace, which was originally as solid as a rock, became soft and fragile, cracking and cracking.

It couldn't even support the centipede's own weight, so the pale worm flesh on its abdomen fell down and rubbed against the ground, causing the skin to burst open.

呲——

Lines of yellow-green pus poured out from the gaps in the human-faced centipede's carapace, splashing to the ground.

The soil where the blood and water came into contact immediately emitted a thin smoke, corroded and melted, turning into a pool of dark, viscous mud.

The centipede, which feels no pain, crawls on its own,

But as the body corroded and melted from the inside out, the legs became limp one by one,

The whole body of the insect seemed to be slipping, stumbling and struggling to move forward.

Finally, the human-faced centipede fell to the ground, its head tilted to one side, and its huge insect body was submerged in the bubbling green water.

"help me..."

With the last cry, the luminous spheres in the human-faced centipede's eye sockets slowly extinguished.

"Hoo, hoo."

Gong Yanghan's exhausted and rapid breathing echoed in the tunnel.

He straightened his knees with difficulty, stood upright, and the shadow behind him slowly faded away.

Unexpectedly, his father Guangmu Dharma Protector gave him the most important life-saving means.

Couldn't use it on Xi Jiji Factory or Wu Dewei.

Instead, it will be on an inexplicable centipede in a strange tunnel.

etc...

Gong Yanghan seemed to have discovered something, and walked forward quickly regardless of the obstruction of his men.

Stopping in front of the corrosive green water, he took out several round iron balls and threw them into the gaps in the centipede's carapace.

boom--

The hidden iron ball weapon called Palm Thunder exploded, shaking the tunnel.

After the centipede body shook for a while, there was still no movement and no sign of life.

He should be dead.

After finishing the last hit, Gong Yanghan breathed a sigh of relief.

A centipede insect, dead but not stiff,

The first lesson his father Guangmu Dharma Protector taught him was that no matter what shape of corpse he faced, he must first confirm whether the other party was completely dead.

"..."

Gong Yanghan narrowed his eyes slightly. Take a closer look at the face of the giant centipede.

This... seems to be the face of a young man?

The old man with white eyebrows walked forward quickly and stood side by side with Gong Yanghan. After observing for a while, he asked in a low voice: "Young Master, what's wrong?"

Gong Yanghan shook his head silently and did not answer. He turned to look at the White Lotus sect members in the tunnel and asked, "Come and take a look. Does anyone recognize the face of this centipede?"

The White Lotus disciples came forward one after another, formed a circle, and observed.