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Chapter 138: Seeing the Sun Again(1/2)

The saber cutter is about seven feet long and is much taller than Ran Manjun.

The blade is sharp and the blade handle is similar in material. But it does not look like ordinary metal. It is purple-red and matte, and there is a face carved on the handle.

If you look carefully, isn't this monster like this?

Ran Manjun tried to lift the knife, and then realized that the knife was surprisingly heavy. With her strength, it was extremely difficult to lift it alone, let alone waving it.

After thinking, Ran Manjun whispered loudly: "In this way, I will help you draw those swords first. Then you have to let me see my master and let him leave safely. I will help you cut off the chain. Otherwise, we will be exhausted here."

Soon, some helpless emotions came. The monster obviously agreed.

Ran Manjun was not afraid of it being cheated, so he stepped forward and pulled out the soon-decaying long swords one by one.

Every time I take out a handful, the air around me becomes colder. Of course, it is not that the temperature really drops, but that the yin energy becomes more intense.

When all eight long swords were pulled out, the powerful pressure made Ran Manjun feel a little suffocated. Even the huge heart tied by the chains showed signs of revival and beating.

Joy and excitement came, making it even more difficult for Ran Manjun to distinguish the good and evil of this monster.

But no matter what, she couldn't let Chen Fan die here because of herself.

"I have pulled out the sword, it's time for you to show your sincerity."

...

Under the swamp.

Chen Fan no longer knew how much spiritual dew he had absorbed, and his cultivation level was infinitely close to the fourth level.

And this huge spiritual dew didn't seem to have been reduced much, which made Chen Fan happy and a little regretful. He probably couldn't suck it all away.

But at this moment, a cold and cold feeling suddenly came from the top of his head. When he looked closely, a tentacle of the monster emerged from the mud and came straight towards him.

Has been discovered? No, it should have known that I was here for a long time. So why didn't I react before, but now I suddenly get into trouble?

Chen Fan was about to get up and wander, but he saw that the tentacle had not yet ejaculated far away and was gradually corroded in the clear dew.

Lingrong Hualu has this effect? ​​This is beyond Chen Fan's expectations.

Since that's the case, let's not worry about it for now.

Chen Fan calmed down to the bottom, continued to concentrate on absorbing the spiritual dew.

...

Inside the monster.

Ran Manjun waited for nearly half an hour, and she could feel the monster moving, and the whole chamber kept shaking.

But after so long, she still couldn't see Chen Fan's traces, and she couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

"What's wrong with my master?"

The helpless emotions were conveyed, as if to make Ran Manjun calm down.

Ran Manjun gritted his teeth and said, "If my master has a few shortcomings, I will die with you!"

The monster's emotions suddenly became a little angry, and then the movements became larger and larger.

"Damn it!" Ran Manjun knew that even if she went out now, it would be useless.

More importantly, the monster closed the exit and did not cut off the chain for it, obviously he would not let it go.

Master, you must hold on!

Ineffective, Ran Manjun simply sat cross-legged. Zhou Sheng was filled with yin energy that was so strong that it suffocated to ordinary people, and these could become her nourishment at this moment.

At least, you must be able to hold this knife...

Time passed little by little, and when Chen Fan opened his eyes again, he had already entered the fourth level of the innate.

From observing the length of the chain, it was known that the spiritual dew at the bottom of the swamp had finally decreased a little. Of course, compared to the general, it was a drop in the bucket.

But he couldn't stay any longer. One was because he was worried about Ran Manjun's safety, and the other was because he couldn't hold his breath.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan swam upwards.

But at this time, the little golden man who had been silent in his mind suddenly had a strange happen.

A golden light burst out from his eyes, and countless spiritual dews frantically poured into his seven orifices, making Chen Fan extremely uncomfortable while still unable to move.

What's going on?

This sudden change was unexpected by Chen Fan.

The spiritual dew at the bottom of the swamp decreased sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than an hour, only a shallow layer was left.

Chen Fan's head was already in the mud. But the spiritual dew did not directly temper his body, but disappeared without a trace after entering his body, as if it had evaporated directly.

"Um..." When the spiritual dew stopped pouring in, Chen Fan felt that his body was extremely heavy.

Just then, a soft tentacle wrapped him around and pulled him towards the terrifying mouth.

Oh no!

Chen Fan was shocked, but his body had not yet recovered completely, so he could only let his big mouth swallow it.

After a brief darkness, it fell on a soft thing. After wiping the mud on his face and opening his eyes, it was dark around him, but the surface of his own body emitted a golden light.

Is this inside that monster?

And it seems that it is not the stomach. With hesitation, the muscles in front of him separate, forming a narrow and long door.

What exactly does it want to do?

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Fan still walked in.

From time to time, new ‘door’ opened, guiding him into the chamber.

Looking at Ran Manjun sitting cross-legged in front of him, Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you're fine."

"Master!?" Hearing Chen Fan's voice, Ran Manjun was extremely surprised. After throwing into his arms, he cried with joy: "Master, I thought you were dead..."

"How could you curse the master like this?" Chen Fan patted her shoulder to show comfort, looking at the huge nine hearts, especially the familiar chains, and said in a deep voice: "What's going on? Do you know?"

"It seemed to be trapped by the chain, so it brought me in, wanting me to break the chain for it." Ran Manjun pointed to the sabre on the ground and said, "Oh, there were swords stuck in its other eight hearts, but I pulled them out..."

He said like a child who did something wrong, rubbing the corners of his clothes with grievance.

Chen Fan pressed her head and smiled and said, "It's okay."

However, his heart was not relaxed. The long swords inserted into the monster's heart were undoubtedly part of the seal.

In addition, there is the Linglu below, which is probably also an auxiliary means to curb this monster. Now that the long sword is just Ran Manjun, most of the Linglu has been drunk by himself.

Even if this guy's seal is not untied immediately, it may not last long.

"Master, what should we do now? I have reached a deal with it. As long as you leave safely, I will help it cut off the chain. Otherwise, you leave first, I..."

"Don't be stupid. It may not kill you, but it may not let me go. As soon as I get out of the monster's body, how do you know if I am safe?" Chen Fan picked up the knife on the ground, a little surprised.

"It's quite heavy." Then he said, "I'll teach you another lesson. When facing the enemy, you must not be lucky. You either live or die. There is no third way to choose from."

After saying that, the slashing saber in his hand suddenly fell. The small heart closest to them, just like being cut into tofu, directly breaking a huge hole.

The monster's blood gushed out and the chamber began to shake violently.

"Lear on my back and hug me tightly!" Chen Fan carried Ran Manjun on his back, danced wildly with a big knife in his hand, and chopped the eight hearts to pieces.

The movement of the chamber gradually calmed down.

"Master, is it dead?"

"Not that simple." Chen Fan's eyes only fell on the chain.

The chains that were originally emitting light were now dim and dull. Chen Fan could roughly guess the reason, which was probably related to his drinking of most of the spiritual dew.

Among the knowledge passed down by the little golden man, spiritual dew also has the function of nourishing spirit tools. The long sword inserted here on the monster's heart has many similarities with the one under the swamp, and it is very likely to be a set.

But the sword here has decayed, but the one below is still fresh, probably because it is nourished by the spiritual dew.

At this moment, the sword below may have begun to decay, and the seal that traps the monster may be about to expire.

Sure enough, in the silence of the two, the huge heart tied by chains suddenly made a muffled sound.

It started to jump!

Chen Fan did not dare to hesitate, and slashed the heart with one knife, but found that breaking the other hearts was easier than cutting tofu, but at this moment it seemed that he had lost his sharpness.

Only a trace of the driver was left on the heart, and then it beat violently again.

"Let's go!" Chen Fan did not try to cut the second knife. He held the knife in one hand and surrounded Ran Manjun on his back with the other hand, and rushed directly to the direction he was coming.

The entrance there was closed. With a big knife in Chen Fan's hand, the tight muscles broke in one go, and a new exit appeared.

However, the monster's body was ever-changing, and the musculoskeleton seemed to be able to move at will. Chen Fan quickly lost his direction and simply cut in one direction, which would always lead to a path of life.

In a calm swamp pool.

A huge head suddenly emerged, and a monster wrapped in mud roared to the sky, and countless tentacles emerged from their side and sucked into the mountains around the swamp.

With the force of fixed tentacles, the monster's entire body escaped from the swamp and finally revealed its full picture.

The upper bust looks like a man with cow horns, and the lower body is like an octopus. After its whole body is in the air, a relatively slender chain is straightened, becoming the last trace of resistance it can leave the swamp.
To be continued...
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