Chapter 192 Crisis in the Sky
At this moment, Wu Jinqiang and Mo Yiyan were like two indestructible fortresses, devoting themselves to resisting the small black clouds surging from all directions.

However, at this critical moment, Qin Fu keenly captured the fleeting opportunity.

He held the moving block steady as if it were an extension of his body.

At this moment, he skillfully jumped in the air and leaped forward.

Everyone fought their way out of the encirclement.

Seeing this scene, Wu Kui Dudu's face suddenly showed an angry look.

It gnashed its teeth and cursed:

"What a lucky bastard."

However, the anger did not last long, Wu Kui Du Du quickly regained his composure and said:

"How can I let you slip away from my clutches?"

It once again turned its gaze towards the people who were running desperately and fighting with all their might on the lava river, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of its mouth.

Wu Kui Du Du continued:
"Let's see how long you ants can hold on!"

Before he finished his words, it suddenly opened its huge mouth and released dense, inky black clouds.

Like a raging torrent, it violently swept towards everyone, vowing to swallow everything.

Faced with this overwhelming crisis, Mo Yiyan and Wu Jinqiang still gritted their teeth and tried their best.

Mo Yiyan waved his hands, releasing the supernatural space to block the surging black cloud, and sweat slid down his cheeks.

And Wu Jinqiang, with his physical body, fought against the darkness that was corroding everything.

His fists hit the small black cloud again and again.

However, this endless battle gradually revealed its cruel price.

The skin and muscles on Wu Jinqiang's fist began to peel off under continuous impact and corrosion, revealing the white bones.

Mo Yiyan and Wu Jinqiang tried their best to block the small black cloud so that Qin Fu could reach the other side as soon as possible.

Nine minutes passed like this.

However, in the black fog that was so thick that it seemed to swallow up all light, Han Zichu and the other two could not even catch a glimpse of the outline of the opposite bank.

Han Zichu's heart was filled with anxiety. She turned to Qin Fu eagerly, and said with worry that was difficult to conceal in her voice:

"How long will it take to reach the other side? Your time for aerial jumps is running out..."

In response to Han Zichu's question, Qin Fu did not immediately give a direct answer.

He responded slowly:

"Give me another sweet."

This sentence made Han Zichu stunned for a moment.

She wanted to ask questions or express her concerns.

But when her eyes met Qin Fu's iron-hard gaze, all the words turned into silent understanding.

Han Zichu didn't say anything else. He took out a brand new sweet from his arms and handed it to Qin Fu.

Just when the last bit of energy in Qin Fu's body was about to be exhausted, he swallowed the sweets again without hesitation.

At that moment, an invisible force surged out of his body again.

Qin Fu didn't delay for a moment, took another step, and ran forward like a wild horse.

Although Qin Fu's face remained calm and there was no trace of pain on his face.

But everyone around him knew that the pain he endured was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

Han Zichu looked at Qin Fu and sighed softly.

At the same time, the situation of Wu Jinqiang and Mo Yiyan became increasingly grim.

The enhancement effect of their physical attributes had also reached its limit, but now it was receding rapidly like the tide. Their attack speed had obviously slowed down, and now it was replaced by fatigue and weakness.

At this time, Wu Jinqiang, with blood all over his hands, was still waving his arms vigorously, trying to defeat those small black clouds one by one.

However, these little black clouds saw the slow-witted Wu Jinqiang.

They made mocking sounds.

“Quack, quack!”

He easily dodged Wu Jinqiang's attack and began to rush towards everyone frantically.

In order to protect his companions behind him, Wu Jinqiang gritted his teeth and stepped forward resolutely.

He used his body as a shield and bravely faced the fierce attack of the small black clouds.

"Boom, boom"

A series of deafening explosions sounded, each one like a sledgehammer hitting Wu Jinqiang's body.

Those small black clouds exploded one after another when they came into contact with Wu Jinqiang's body.

The powerful force instantly tore Wu Jinqiang's black gold skin, leaving deep cracks and blood gushing out.

However, even so, Wu Jinqiang never retreated a single step.

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to resist the attacks again and again.

At this time, the speed of opening and the range of Mo Yiyan's supernatural space were greatly reduced.

This sudden change gave the cunning little black clouds an opportunity to take advantage of.

They began to cleverly adjust their trajectories, aiming directly at Qin Fu and the moving block in his hand.

Although Qin Fu was still agile and easily avoided the sudden attacks from the little black cloud.

But unfortunately, the moving block in his hand became the target of everyone's criticism.

Those small black clouds hit the blocks accurately, causing a series of violent explosions.

Every impact caused some fragments to fall off the moving blocks, and Qin Fu's arms trembled slightly due to the continuous vibrations.

Seeing this scene, a heavy layer of gloom shrouded the hearts of the exhausted crowd.

Han Zichu was extremely anxious, with a trembling voice, and immediately shouted loudly:

"Everyone, use your brains and think of a solution! This moving block is about to collapse."

However, her words seemed to be swallowed up by the tense and chaotic situation before her.

Everyone was concentrating on dealing with the invasion of their own small black clouds and had no time to pay attention to Han Zichu's call.

Qin Fu's gaze became extremely deep at this moment. He stared at Mo Yiyan's supernatural space, as if he was thinking about some important plan.

At this time, the moving blocks made a series of sharp shattering sounds under the continuous impact of the small black cloud, and the fragments fell like raindrops.

As the blocks gradually disintegrated, the area where the three people were standing began to shrink.

Han Zichu, Wu Jinqiang and Mo Yiyan had to stay closer together in this small space.

In the blink of an eye, the situation had become desperate, and the three of them were forced to stand on tiptoe on the moving blocks.

Han Zichu, who was in the center, had difficulty moving in this crowded space because of her plump figure.

She frowned and complained unhappily:

"Wu Jinqiang, if you move again, you'll hit both of us. Ugh, it hurts!"

Wu Jinqiang was helpless when he heard this. He widened his eyes and retorted:

"Idiot, how can I help you resist these little black clouds if I don't move? I don't want to touch you! Or you can push Mo Yiyan down, so that there will be more space."

(End of this chapter)