The Longevity Project

Chapter 507: From loss to reunion (4)

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Guo Huihuang, who was following me, knew it, and swam forward to untie the entanglement on my feet.

This kind of aquatic plants is very long, as long as the legs of an adult, and it is very tough. Guo Huihuang just wanted to tear the aquatic plants off with his hands, but found that it didn't work at all, and they were deeply rooted in the rock mass. If he didn't come out, Guo Huihuang even used a dagger behind him, and the effect was not clear.

Guo Shanlin swam forward and motioned Guo Huihuang to go aside and he came. The veteran Taoist showed extraordinary patience and skill, leaning to my ankle to untie the waterweed.

Fortunately, it hasn't been completely entangled, otherwise it would have to be consumed here today.

Keep going, the more you go, the denser the water plants. As a result, the line of sight was blocked, and the water weeds drew over from my body, slippery and cool, and I suddenly noticed a dark shadow in the water weeds ahead.

Subconsciously turning sideways, a black shadow rushed past the place I just stayed and disappeared in the water plants.

It was a wet flood, and other people also realized that it was underwater, but the bell was useless, and the powder could not be sprayed out.

The five people did not communicate, nor could they communicate. They quickly gathered around back to back, watched the surrounding situation, and continued to move forward. Again, we can’t afford to hold off. The longer we procrastinate, the more disadvantaged we will be. The point is that all five of us have Trapped here, there is no one in front of you, so you can't use a gas cylinder to smash it unscrupulously, you can only use a dagger, but the dagger's attack range is too short, backpack, yes, backpack.

I took off my backpack. Just after I took it off, a wet flood came out of the water weeds on the side. I smashed it out with a backpack on my backhand. It was fucking useless at all. Instead, he lost his balance and rolled in the water. A few laps.

The wet flood has two arms. Soon we saw the function of these two arms similar to human beings.

He rushed out of the water plants on one side and grabbed Qin Duliang by the neck. The next moment, his figure disappeared, and Qin Duliang was also caught by him.

Qin Duming reacted quickly, grabbing his cousin's legs, only to see Qin Duliang's two legs shaking violently outside the water plants, struggling desperately, but the two of them were not strong enough, and they were quickly dragged into the water plants.

This time the goal was much bigger, and it was possible to distinguish the positions of the wet Jiao and the Qin brothers.

The body surface of the wet dragon is very slippery, and it is almost born for this aquatic environment, and it is not hindered in any way during the passage. Qin Duliang and Qin Duming were in a lot of miserable situations. The two of them followed the wet dragon and barely moved forward a certain distance, and they would be tightly entangled in their legs or arms by the water weeds, and the wet dragon was using brute force, like a locomotive. Taking the two of them to swim, the two of them were almost forcibly pulled out of the water plants, and then entangled by the next water plants, streams of bright red blood scattered in the water plants everywhere.

It can't be dragged on any longer, if you get tied around your neck, you won't be able to live.

Under water, even if there is a gas cylinder, a person's chest cavity is also compressed, causing the breath to be very suffocated, and even the brain is not so smooth. However, among the electric light and flint, I thought of a way that was not a solution.

I threw my backpack aside, took the dagger in Guo Huihuang's hand at a loss, and swam forward following the bloodstains scattered along the way.

Wet Jiao grasped Qin Duliang and Qin Duming, and the water weeds continued to entangle these two people, which slowed down his speed a lot. I followed the bloodstains floating in the water, and quickly found the wet Jiao who had been fascinated by ghosts. .

There was almost no time to worry about other things. The first time I saw the wet dragon, I jumped on it and strangled the wet dragon’s neck from behind, trying to catch him tightly, but the wet dragon threw me off and threw me out. , Followed by dragging two people, sliding into the water weeds, the scales of the wet dragon are too slippery.

I adjusted the gas cylinder and the breathing regulator. At this time, Guo Huihuang and Guo Shanlin didn't know what I wanted to do, but they generally knew that I wanted to restrain the wet flood.

The three men chased and intercepted me. Soon I re-strangled the wet flood’s neck, avoided his frontal mouth, and rode behind him with my legs stuck under his armpits. Before he could throw me down, I raised my hands. Up and plunged into his eyes.

The wet Jiao neighed, and I didn't give him time to react, so I raised my arms and stabbed several times.

Wet Jiao was in pain, and was finally willing to let go of Qin Duliang, turning his head to concentrate on me.

After I was thrown aside, I just wanted to swim away, when I found that my legs had been entangled in water plants, and there were two daggers stuck in the face of the wet flood, swimming towards me.

The two slow, scaly arms were grabbed by Guo Huihuang and Guo Shanlin who suddenly struck from both sides. The wet dragon's expression became more and more angry, and the feeling of being besieged was very bad. He threw it out from left to right. , Smashing the two Taoist priests of the Guo family on the rock wall, both of them vomited out their sore breathing regulators, and quickly brought them back.

Qin Du came over there with a stern face, and strangled the wet dragon's neck. The wet dragon didn't care about him. He rushed towards me. I was trapped in the same place by aquatic plants. He said that there was only one boo. He stared at it calmly. The figure that Dao rushed over.

The wet dragon pinched my neck with one hand, and the blood basin opened wide, and I could see the thin black snake body squirming inside, like a handful of cannibalistic island plants, about to come out of his mouth.

Guo Shanlin threw his backpack into the wet floodgate’s mouth without blocking it, but bought me some time. Between the flashing lights, I reached out and pulled out the two daggers stuck in the wet floodgate’s eye sockets. Stabbed several knives, and plunged deeply into each one.

Wet Jiao opened his mouth and shouted, but his body was clamped by the two Taoist priests of Qin Duming and Guo's family, and rushed up to barely face me.

Regardless of the scales on my body being scratched by the wet dragon, blood came out in bursts, as if I had forgotten the pain, and I just tried to stab the wet dragon on the face.

Finally, the thin black snakes that made up the face of the wet dragon were cut off by me, and the bodies of the black snakes scattered from the original intact face of the wet dragon, making this face even more terrifying underwater.

The wet dragon screamed in anger, and I could see the invisible water wave spreading away one after another. He was irritated by me. He left Guo Huihuang and Guo Shanlin left and right, his upper body suddenly exploded, and Qin Duming was also thrown away.

It's finally here. If the wet dragon receives too much damage in battle, in order to improve its combat effectiveness, it will simply choose to disintegrate its upper body. As long as it is within the controllable range, there will be no problems.

This is my first experience after fighting alone with the wet Jiao.

I was waiting for this moment. Looking at the monster that swallowed its entire chest cavity, I threw away the dagger in my hand, no longer approached him, and quickly retreated to the depths of the water plants.

My legs are already entangled in water weeds, it is impossible to retreat far, but this is enough.

The wet dragon had almost lost his reason, and the countless black snakes on his upper body twisted angrily, as if he wanted to rush forward and wrap me in, entangled and suffocated to death.

The wet Jiao rushed up.

I have no refund.

At the last moment, I closed my eyes.

All the efforts have been made, and I will do my best to obey the destiny.

It was dark in front of me, and I felt the water weeds floating around me, and the water flow around my face was pouring backwards. This was the flow of water brought by the rapid attack of the wet flood.

The next moment, the surroundings were peaceful, and nothing was wrapped around me.

The upper body of the wet flood, those ferocious black snakes, are entangled with water plants.

The other three quickly approached, Qin Duming carried a bloody person behind him, it should be Qin Duliang.

The tighter and tighter the wet flood was entangled by the water plants, the more he struggled, the more excited the water plants became. The wet dragon's upper body exploded, not only sacrificing the sense of direction, but also sacrificing power. Just like the train loses the locomotive, his impact is already not enough to fight the entanglement of dehydrated grass.

Good risk, right bet.

Guo Shanlin came up to untie the aquatic plants on my feet, and the group quickly left the battlefield and swam to the other side.

The wet dragon was struggling behind him. The more it struggles, the tighter the water weeds entangled. If nothing happens, it will eventually die here.

Five people broke through the water. Originally, I was worried that there would be people guarding the entrance with wet floods, but I don't know why, there was no one in the tunnel.

Qin Duming put Qin Duliang on the ground, and I couldn't bear to look at it. Half of his head was gone, and his brain was already clean under the water.

Qin Duming stood up with no expression on his face, leaned his cousin's body aside and put it aside, Guo Shanlin patted him. Qin Duming was silent for a while and said, "He is the Qin family and he died well.";

The remaining four looked at each other. They were all injured. Qin Duming was the worst. The wetsuit on his body was broken into cloth strips, his arms and legs were bloody and bloody, and there was a blue-purple streak on his neck. . (End of this chapter)