During the battle with the Ba-wing Bug, everyone was so nervous that they had no energy to notice this. Fu Shiyi’s words reminded everyone.

Mr. Fu pondered for a moment, then stroked his beard and said:

"Perhaps, the blood and blood worms embedded in the wall are only found at the entrance. However, for safety reasons, let's check at the entrance."

End of conversation.

Everyone turned around and walked towards the entrance. After walking less than a hundred feet, a cold voice sounded behind them:

"Fellow Daoist Fu, where are you going?"

A flash of green light flashed.

Cangming Young Patriarch has already stopped in front of them.

Fu Shiyi frowned slightly, but knowing that he was outmatched, he patiently stated his guess again.

"Oh?"

The young patriarch of Cangming glanced at the collapsed walls around him. He really didn't see any blood stains. He frowned:

"The wormhole has mutated. What will happen next is unpredictable. Fellow Daoist Fu, you'd better stay with us. As for the blood worms, I'll just ask my guard Cang Lan to check it out!"

"Then there is Patriarch Lao Shao."

Fu Shiyi snorted in his heart.

The young patriarch was obviously afraid that they would take the opportunity to escape.

Young patriarch Cangming waved to Canglan, the female guard in red, to come over. After giving a few instructions, Canglan took the order and left.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, let's keep going forward. According to the clan records, fifty miles ahead is the nest of the Insect Mother, and the fifth-level pet flower is growing beside the Insect Mother. We have to speed up, otherwise my seventh uncle and third aunt will be killed.

We got there first."

Cangming Young Patriarch as a gesture of invitation.

Let Fu Shiyi go first, and he and the remaining two guards will follow.

Go forward.

The wormhole became very quiet.

Fu Shiyi focused his attention on the wall and found that the originally white jade wall had lost its luster and was covered with cracks. In a short period of time, it seemed as if it had gone through hundreds of years of wind and rain.

The unpleasant gratitude in her heart became even stronger.

Now the only things she can use are the secret technique of the Flower Rain Festival and the pagoda. However, the multiple uses of the thunder pool have caused a lot of wear and tear, and they have not been compensated, so the power has been greatly weakened.

Think about it.

A pair of storage bags.

She handed the two pill bottles in her hand to Fu Yimu and Fu Sitian behind her:

"Yimu, Sitian, this is a Qi-boosting pill. Take it quickly and restore your true energy. Don't shirk it. You may be asked to use the secret art of combined attack Cangming Divine Palm again later. This wormhole is very weird!"

"Yes, Aunt Eleven"

Another stick of incense was taken forward.

At this time.

It was already dark inside the cave.

There is no more white light flashing from the wall.

Fu Shiyi held a moon stone in his hand and followed closely beside the Cangming people. The only sound in the entire cave was their "tapping" footsteps, but it gave people a suffocating feeling like the prelude to a storm.

"Arrived!"

There was a burst of cheers from the front.

I saw the man behind San Gu, holding his hands together, and a burst of fire suddenly illuminated the entire cave.

What comes into view is a pool a hundred feet deep.

There is not a drop of water left in the pool, but the soil is moist. If you look closely, there is a faint trace of blood on it.

In the pool, an eighty-foot-tall skeleton stands there.

This should be the insect mother mentioned by Cangming Young Patriarch.

But.

For some reason, the insect mother cannot die anymore.

Next to the insect mother, a thirty-foot-tall spiritual tree stands there. However, this spiritual tree has dried up with the death of the insect mother, and the two spiritual flowers on the branches have also withered.
Chapter completed!