One hour.

Yue Shan's whole body was pitch black, his hairstyle exploded, his muscles trembled like he couldn't control himself, and there was blue smoke in his mouth, and he slowly said, "...this is all the kung fu. Give me your life, don't shoot me again."

His whole body was trembling, his voice was trembling, and his will was almost broken.

The big brother's massage technique was so magical. It was very comfortable at first, but then the endless thunder began to stimulate the body and the soul, causing his body to not only tortured and painful, but also almost destroyed the soul.

It's simply impossible to survive, but it's impossible to die.

The soul was deformed by "massage", and he had to reveal most of the contents of the sect's highest confidential level Madness Breaking Art.

He wanted to die after he said it.

After listening to the Madness Explosion Technique orally described by Yue Shan, Ye Dou calculated it in his mind, and then he knew the general situation of this technique.

He is a martial arts master who knows the meridians and acupuncture points in the human body and has a rough estimate of this technique.

Although this Mad Flame Breaking Art is not as good as the Five Thunder Divine Arts, it is also quite powerful. You can practice all the way to the realm of the Divine Bridge, and use this to realize the artistic conception of the flames, and use it to display many magical powers.

In terms of cultivation effects and artistic conception alone, it is actually only better than the Five Thunder Gods.

The two have similarities and many differences, and the systems are not very similar.

It seems that the technique inspired by the golden finger should be the best deduction result.

"Does the so-called divine bridge need to condense the soul first, then pass the divine bridge and ascend in one fell swoop, breaking the void?" He roughly calculated what the so-called divine bridge realm was based on his skills.

Yue Shan murmured decadently: "Since the end of the mythological era, the cultivator's divine bridge has been completely broken. No one can let the soul cross the divine bridge and ascend to become a god. All methods of becoming a god are invalid... There is no real god in the world."

Ye Dou took over the sentence: "That's why you entered the God's Tomb to look for the method of becoming a god. What is this so-called method of becoming a god?"

"It's the Divine Pearl... Before, nine divine corpses appeared one after another, and nine divine beads guided the nine directions. In those nine directions, you can obtain the Divine Pearl. Who can obtain the Divine Pearl and who can find the Divine Pearl."

Ye Dou took out a light red bead as the size of a ping-pong ball deeply and said depressedly: "This thing is so useful?"

Yue Shan's eyes were filled with horror and bloodshot. He never expected that there would be a divine bead on the other party's body.

At this moment, this divine bead was slowly emitting a red light, as if guiding something.

"Yes, it's this divine bead. Are you going to kill me below?" Yue Shan asked weakly.

"I'm not interested anymore, you're too weak." Ye Dou flew up without saying a word and disappeared from his sight.

Looking at the afterimage that was quickly moving away, Yue Shan murmured: "This guy is so strong... I'm afraid even the sect leader is not his opponent. What is his origin?"

...

In a hill full of tall trees.

There are flying insects like mosquitoes hovering in the air.

These mosquitoes are absorbing the essence of the surrounding trees. Many of the originally lush trees are rapidly old and decaying.

Mosquitoes are becoming more and more vibrant.

There were about eight strong men in front of them. At this moment, the huge mosquito was pierced through their heads with a slender and sharp mouth. The eight people had a trace of flesh and blood visible to the naked eye, which was constantly disappearing and absorbed. In the end, the eight people eventually became mummy.

It's like jerky that has been rapidly shrinking.

Four dark-skinned natives in grass skirts were carrying skeleton canes and performing some strange witchcraft.

Mosquitoes flew into a huge shriveled worm corpse, and contributed their life energy to the worm corpse.

This corpse is very strange. It looks like a human, not a human, not a worm, and the lower body is obviously a maggot, but in the first half of life it looks like a human.

The flesh and blood on the corpse is gradually full, but the recovery speed is very slow.

One of the natives simply turned around and looked at a group of people behind him who were tied up by spider silk, and said in a deep voice: "The Insect Ancestor needs more flesh and blood, and kill all of these people and revive the Insect Ancestor."

"Everyone of you voodoo bastards will be punished." Song Bingjiao shouted, and at this moment she was covered with spider silk on her body.

Not only did she not arrest her, but also people from various major forces were arrested by these natives.

Their power was suppressed in this tomb of God, but these voodoo people could attack them with various poisonous insects, and their strength was not seriously damaged.

This caused all forces to suffer a great loss, but they were beaten up by the other party.

Not only Song Bing, but also the Haima and some sect leaders of the Bronze Continent were arrested by these voodoo guys and used them as food for the insect ancestor.

Seeing the masters who dominate one side being sucked by insects and fucked them, everyone was really frightened, but they were more dissatisfied.

If their martial arts and abilities were not restricted by the laws of this world, and they would not be able to be used at all, they would not have been defeated by poisonous insects.

Just as the mosquitoes flew towards the big guy, everyone showed despair.

Yes,

That was a deep despair.

Next, their fate was to turn into jerky pieces.

This will become the burial place for these generations of heroes.

"Boom!"

At this moment, figures rushed over, and the speed was very fast.

"Wow, so many big bugs, are the bugs here so big?"

As a curious voice came, everyone discovered that the seemingly strong young people stopped.

"Hey hey, have you made a mistake?"

Ye Dou looked at the bound people around him and couldn't help but stare at him: "Is this a game of feeding insects?"

"Ye Dou, save me!"

"Save us."

...

When Song Bing, Haima and others saw that it was Ye Dou, they immediately shouted for help.

"Haha, what are you doing? So many people have been solved by some mosquitoes." Ye Dou then discovered that among the tied people, he actually knew many of them.

Ahem!

He hummed and asked at the people around him: "Several dark-skinned brothers, can you let my friends go?"

"Let's go? Your essence and blood are so mellow. The Warrior must like you very much. Leave your body and your soul can leave!" One of the big black men said loudly.

After saying that, the other three black men waved their bone staff one by one, and huge floaters rushed over.

"A waste of my skills!" Suddenly, an electric light burst out from Ye Dou's feet, and he disappeared.

Everyone felt that there were thunder movies in front of them, and it flashed past them.

When everyone saw Ye Dou again, all the mosquitoes and poisonous insects around them landed, and four more blood holes appeared on the foreheads of the four black men.

Ye Dou solved all opponents in an instant.

He stepped forward to the crowd, first untied the spider silk from Haima, Song Bing and others, and then untied everyone's spider silk. These spider silks were very tenacious, but under his huge force, they were still untied immediately.

Just as everyone was about to express their gratitude.

The huge body of the Warrior suddenly moved and made a sharp scream.

"No, the insect ancestor is not dead, he is about to wake up!"
Chapter completed!