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Fang Qi felt that this was a kind of morbid mentality...

Deep down, there's this feeling...

"Ah... ah ah..."

"It hurts...I'm going to die..."

"Aww...my body is so uncomfortable...I don't want to live..."

"What should I do... I'm in so much pain..."

"Who will save me... give me a knife... I don't want to live..."

"Bang bang bang..."

"It's itchy...so itchy...I want to close all these holes..."

"Bastard, I'll grind...I'll grind...you to death..."

"Get a wire, I think there's something in the hole..."

The demon clan was destroyed, and the black rain stagnated...

I thought it was a good thing...but the current situation made Fang Qi's eyes wander again...

Maybe it's because there are no such black rains fighting poison with fire...

These cultivators whose bodies were pierced by the black rain began to howl in pain on the ground, they desperately scratched on their faces...but wherever there were holes, they scratched frantically...

Itching...extreme itching from the skin...I always feel like there are small bugs chewing...climbing...

That is the pain that goes deep into the flesh, deep into the blood vessels...

Many monks committed suicide because they couldn't bear it...

Fang Qi didn't pay attention at first, but when he opened the holes on the bodies of the dead monks, he unexpectedly found that there were tiny white worms appearing deep in the blood mouth...

These worms strengthen themselves by sucking the flesh and blood of monks...

They gradually grew stronger, and their colors began to change gradually, some were red, some were blue, some were purple...

Fang Qi couldn't help but think of those colorful bugs he saw on the top of Shengzi Fugu before...

This is clearly the same!

Although Fang Qi's body was not contaminated by the black rain, he couldn't help feeling sick when he saw the frantic scratching of those monks. He always felt that if these worms appeared in his body... what kind of scene would it be...

Fortunately...his cultivation is high enough...

Fang Qi glanced over, except for some Dao Zunjing strongmen who could barely hold on, those monks who had cultivated in the stage of transforming gods had all collapsed...

The sound of wailing is endless...

In front of Fang Qi, there seemed to be a scene of small white worms gathering together, wriggling and struggling frantically in this space...

"They must be burned as soon as possible! These worms are afraid of fire!"

Kou Chong rushed over with the people, his face became very ugly, and he didn't want to see things become like this.

But as the inspector of the Golden Throne of the Tianmeng, he must take responsibility at this time...

Once these weird little worms spread, it will be a disaster!

Only by eradicating it completely!

And these little worms are hidden in the bodies of these monks... To kill them, the premise is to kill these monks...

They are all heroes of the human race. Just now they fought for the human race and fought to the death with the demon race... they never took half a step back...

But now, is he going to lose his life because of this?

The mood of the crowd seemed a bit depressed, especially for the Dao Zunjing elders and suzerains of the Blowing Snow Sect and Qingtian Sect, it was even more unacceptable...

Those are their disciples, and even the hope of prosperity and revival of the sect...

Just like that, they all died... What about their sect?