The ghost hand's running steps were very exaggerated, like the body was inconsistent, and more like a straight turn, but he still ran to the pillar in three or two steps.

Then the King of Cyclops on the head of the Ghost Hand stretched out many whiskers and slid up around the pillars. The King of Cyclops was dragged up by the King of Cyclops.

Wang Lang only heard people quarrel and scolded people as a spiral ascension. This is the first time he saw the real spiral ascension.

"Dragon Prince, keep up! They are on the way to the exit!" Huang Feishi shouted.

Wang Lang pulled Huang Feimao and chased after him.

A few black cards were thrown out in his hand, and Wang Lang jumped up while stepping on the black cards, holding Huang Fei Rat in his hand. Huang Fei Rat grabbed Wang Lang tightly, for fear of falling down.

There are still a few followers Wang Lang who have not been killed by the poisonous veins below, and they can only look at their own.

The snail king above dragged his ghost's hand and rose rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it went up.

Standing on the dragon-turning tripod above, I don’t know what I was waiting for, Wang Lang was below, and was not in a hurry, waiting quietly for the King of Fresh to rush up.

Five or six minutes passed.

The ghost hand suddenly shouted angrily, and his whole body was trembling in pain.

The light above was not very bright, so Wang Lang only saw one approximate one.

The golden snail king grabbed the ghost hand's head firmly. The two snail kings were connected to each other. The black snail king's body rose up and finally swayed up and hung on the top beam. Then the body holding the ghost hand also went up.

The scene looked weird and terrifying, and the person who watched it couldn't help but feel numb.

Wang Lang pulled Huang Fei Rat and jumped onto the Dragon Transformation Cauldron and couldn't help but look inside the Dragon Transformation Cauldron. The body of the pregnant woman inside had long been torn to pieces by the ghost hand.

This is even more cruel than whipping the corpse. It is directly dismembered a pregnant woman who has been a thousand years old, and I don’t know how the ghost hand is made.

The position where Wang Lang stood was still a distance from the beam above. It would be very easy for Wang Lang to go up alone, but it would be more difficult to drag a yellow fat rat up. This fat man is so terrified.

Watching the ghost hand being pulled towards a place by the King of Celestials.

Huang Feishi shouted anxiously, "Long Prince, hurry up and chase, don't be unable to get out then."

"Then you fucking yourself." Wang Lang felt so angry that he had tooth pain.

Huang Feishi laughed dryly, "Don't be angry, Lord Dragon, I'll ask the entourage to take the ladder up and set it up."

"It's too late." Wang Lang saw that the ghost hand's body had disappeared into the darkness. Wang Lang raised the yellow fat rat with both hands, shouted angrily and threw the yellow fat rat onto the crossbar.

The yellow fat rat screamed in the air like a pig killing.

Wang Lang jumped on the spot and jumped directly towards the crossbar.

Huang Fei Rat is like a high jumper, only responsible for jumping over the crossbar and not staying at all.

Wang Lang had quick eyes and quick hands, and directly grabbed Huang Fei Rat, and the Huang Fei Rat barely fell down.

The frightened Huang Fei Rat was still in amazement and smiled dryly at Wang Lang, "Dragon Prince, can you say hello to me in advance next time you have an action? This is so scary."

Wang Lang said angrily, "You don't have a point on how many pounds you are, are you?"

Huang Feishi laughed awkwardly, rubbed his hands and changed the topic, "Long Prince, let's chase after him, don't let them disappear from our sight, otherwise you will not be able to get out then."

Wang Lang said to the follower who wanted to get up from several ladders below, "I will keep the marks all the way, just follow the marks."

The few people were already very moved. At this critical moment, they all did their own things, like Huang Feimao, who just ran away without caring about them. Fortunately, Wang Lang even left a mark for them.

He grabbed Huang Fei Rat and chased him out in the direction where the ghost hand disappeared.

When he got to the side, Wang Lang saw a square skylight being pushed open, and Wang Lang crawled out without saying a word.

When I went out, I found myself standing at the top of the entire Nanshui City in the sky.

Next to it is the tip of the palace. The ghost hand is standing not far away, with a furry snail king wrapped around his head, looking like A San'er.

Funny and creepy.

The ghost hand looked left and right mechanically, and finally looked in one direction, and ran in a very inconsistent direction.

Wang Lang turned around and looked at the way he came. It was covered with dark spiders, densely packed, really like a black ocean.

When he ran with the Ghost Hand, Wang Lang suddenly remembered that just now, Ghost Hand and Huang Feishi said something, "Old Huang, where did you hear the black ocean you said before?"

Huang Feishi followed behind with a groan. When he heard Wang Lang ask, he replied, "This is what I saw in an ancient book. It was a unofficial history written by an unknown historian in this place at that time. Among them, there was a master who passed by and left a sentence here when the King of Nanshui was buried.

At first I didn't pay attention to this sentence, until one day later, I heard a local old man say something.

The Black Sea comes underwater, and the Dragon Palace underwater appears.

After asking, I found out that under the water, every once in a while, the original sea water would inexplicably turn black, and a palace would appear and dimly lighted under the sea."

After hearing this explanation, Wang Lang was probably relieved.

"Dragon Prince, guess who is the person who said that historian recorded?"

"Who?" Wang Lang couldn't figure it out. This fat man couldn't help but keep it insincere.

"Longmen Man." Huang Feishi laughed.

Wang Lang was stunned for a long time.

Huang Feimao ran, "As for the authenticity, when I first came, I didn't think too much about it. Until I saw the overwhelming spider like an ocean, I finally understood what was going on. The spider is a black ocean. As for the Dragon Palace under the Water, it is the place where we are. Every time, the lights inside will be lit. They are all tricks created by the skilled craftsman under the command of the King of Nanshui at that time. They will set off the mechanism to make the entire Nanshui City lights brightly. Then the spider surging like a moth. Finally, here, what mechanism will be triggered to burn all the spider that rushed in."

"What are you trying to do?" Wang Lang couldn't figure it out.

Huang Feishi held his knee and gasped, "The Yin Spider has a strong reproductive ability. If it were all Yin Spiders, it would not do it. It would be cleaned up regularly. Also, I told the Dragon King before that this Nanshui King regarded himself as a land god in his later years, and the mountains, rivers and rivers were demon-refining pots. The palace under our feet was his demon-suppressing tower. The Yin Spider was regarded as a demon and came in to suppress it regularly, that's what it means."

"Is this person a problem?" Wang Lang said angrily.

Huang Feishu took a breath and followed Wang Lang, "Who knows this? He is crazy and can do anything."

The two of them ran and chatted. The ghost hand in front jumped and jumped to the back of the palace. Wang Lang ran over and saw that it was a bottomless canyon. He didn't know where to go.
Chapter completed!