Refining the immemorial blood mosquito

"There's also one in front!"

Tang Hao and the others traveled for a while before they heard a buzzing sound in front of them.

In that direction, countless immemorial blood mosquitoes were also swarming over.

"Let's go!"

Jiang zhengdao shouted and dashed in another direction.

But not long after, another swarm of mosquitoes appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

In an instant, they were surrounded by mosquitoes from all directions.

"Damn, why are there so many?"

Ling Zhanxu cursed in a low voice.

Everyone looked around, and their expressions were a little ugly.

Surrounded by mosquitoes and the yellow spring sea below, it was a dead end.

"Go down!"

Seeing that the mosquitoes were about to reach them, everyone could only choose to rush down. At the same time, they took out their treasures and attacked to stop the blood mosquitoes.

A moment later, they were approaching the yellow spring sea below.