Although Xia Xi detonated his temporary Wenbao, what he could stop was only for a moment. There are too many cicadas! Not only are there a rush of brains, but the continuous sound of flapping wings is still a kind of sound attack!

Compared to the cicada chirping at the beginning, the attack power is undoubtedly much smaller. If it was at this level from the beginning, even Xia Xi and the two of them would probably be able to carry it without injury. But after being injured in the cicada's song, listening to the sound of flapping wings, it was really bleeding every minute. The speed of recovery is simply not as fast as the speed at which the injury worsens.

However, under the first real life-and-death crisis, the reaction of these two people was better than Shui Xin expected.

It's as if they found out something was wrong before, and the two can talk and laugh freely. At this time, facing a straightforward crisis, the two people who continued to shed blood in the sound of cicadas did not sit still.

Que Tingxiang's face turned pale, and she threw out the fire powder again, trying her best to ignite the fire powder.

However, the literary power that ignites the fire powder is already the last power she can mobilize. If you want to build a barrier within the fire powder, you are obviously powerless.

Fire powder is an external force, and it takes a lot of power to build a barrier. They didn't bring all the money at all in the restricted games.

However, it is not enough to have a ring of fire built by only fire powder. Even if it's not mortal fire.

In the past, when dealing with the kind of mantis-like monster insects, if there was no external barrier, it was possible for the mantis monster insects that rushed through the fire ring to catch fire. Moreover, the mantis monster insect is quite large, and it needs a lot of space to move. During the siege, it is necessary to leave room for the activities of your companions. It's much easier to fight, at least it's much easier to make up the knife.

Now, the cooperation ability of the cicada swarm is obviously much better than that of the praying mantis swarm. Flying densely, almost without gaps. Rushing through the fire layer is also a matter of minutes.

However, not only was Que Tingxiang weak, Xia Xi had just detonated his temporary Wenbao, but he also did his best at the moment.

But......

Before Shui Xin could figure out when to do it—or could she wait for them to throw down the ID card? Is it still useful to throw it down now?

Just as Shui Xin was thinking about the connection between the book mountain seal and the current war painting world, Xia Xi was already sitting on the ground, struggling to take out a booklet.

This booklet, if you want to talk about fluctuations, is also a top-level spiritual weapon level. However, it's not like Yao Sanlang's "Wenxin Book", there are a few words written on the cover-

"Rising Sun Danzhu".

Shui Xin glanced at it slightly, and there was a tingling sensation in her eyes. Obviously, these words will not come from the hands of Wen Courage, but from the Great Confucian! However, these words are obviously in line with Xia Xi's name. It's not just a top-level spiritual weapon. It is completely a magic weapon tailored for Xia Xi.

Xia Xi snorted in a nasal voice.

When he opened the booklet in his hand, he ruthlessly tore the booklet in half! The four words on the page of the booklet suddenly turned into a golden streamer, wrapping all three of them!

Even Shui Xin and Que Tingxiang didn't expect this hand to be too late to stop it!

But the golden streamer was clearly very effective, and instead of forming a powerful barrier, the swarm that passed through the wall of fire would die if it collided, without even using a mending knife. Even the overwhelming sound of flapping wings seemed to be isolated from the barrier, leaving only a little inconsequential aftersound. made Shui Xin feel a little irritable, and completely calmed down.

"Things outside the body......" Xia Xi muttered, but his face was clearly twitching with pain.

"This is a thirty-year-old cicada!" Xia Xi forcibly changed the subject.

Temporarily isolated from the insect swarm, Xia Xi was also relieved. I can do my best to recover.

"I know. Que Tingxiang simply agreed.

This is something that even Shui Xin recognizes. Of course, they know it for different reasons. Although cicadas drink the branches and leaves of tree roots from the ground from the larvae, they generally do not cause infestation. The thirty-year-old cicada is undoubtedly the one that is closest to the demon beast among the cicadas, excluding those natural demon beast groups.

Living underground for 30 years can even cause a large area of plants to completely wither and die.

By absorbing the vitality of tens of millions of plants, it can promote its own hierarchical evolution.

Yes, other cicadas emerge from the ground to reproduce. They spend most of their time underground.

Thirty-year-old cicadas, but similar to natural Gu worms - or maybe they are really mutated varieties that were "transformed" by ancient Gu Xiu - they are even more powerful than many predators on the ground who feed on cicadas, and they have caused the plant barrenness before they are unearthed, and they will fight each other after being unearthed, feeding on their own kind, and among the cicadas that win in the end, there are always some who will transform into a second-order demon insect - blood-winged cicada.

These blood-winged cicadas have a lifespan far better than their original kind, and they no longer participate in the reproduction of the thirty-year-old cicada, and besides, this thing can be promoted!

Therefore, Shui Xin knows about the thirty-year-old cicada because of the destructive power of this thing to plants. And the reason why the two Confucian cultivators knew it was because these things were demon insects that could be born in the land of absolute spirits, and even the more powerful thirty-year-old cicadas were quite a threat to the old and weak women and children.

Of course, the thirty-year-old cicada in this war painting is far from being comparable to the ordinary thirty-year-old cicada. The breath of each one is already almost a first order. The cicada chirp before was even more terrifying.

"Find the machine spirit. ”

Xia Xi's Wenbao couldn't last long. Que Tingxiang skipped all discussions and directly said the most conventional means to deal with war paintings.

But Xia Xi was not optimistic about this, "Are you sure there is a machine spirit?"

- This is a war painting of a thirty-year-old cicada, what if this thing needs to be killed between these thirty-year-old cicadas to form in the end?

"Do you have any other way?" asked Que Tingxiang rhetorically.

Xia Xi was speechless for a moment. In a hurry, where can he think of any clever way? He threw Wen Bao out before, and he didn't regret it now, his head must be a little problematic now.

"I can use war paintings, which shows that guy is not good at fighting. Que Tingxiang said, "Take a gamble!"

In addition to gambling, there is really no way.

Xia Xi thought.

After all, under his impulse, he didn't even think much about it, and even threw out his future natal treasure. Isn't that a gamble? You've already paid such a cost, you can't just throw away your identity card now to see if you can teleport it out, right?

If you must gamble, then it must be the earliest bet as much as possible!

However, even if it is gambling, the gambling machine spirit itself already exists. How to find the machine spirit is a problem, and if the machine spirit is found, how to attack it is another problem! Confucian cultivators have never been high-explosive monks. If they have to burst high, then they have to use external forces, such as Wenbao and the like, and the external forces they can use now have been used up!

"I might try to find the machine spirit. Seeing this situation, Shui Xin suddenly interjected.

She didn't expect that even Que Tingxiang had an attitude of "I don't want her to help unless I have to". However, even without the use of force, there is always something that can be done.

"It's not right, it should be said that it should be possible to learn Haiyin. After all, books, mountains, learning, and seals all have the power to build space. How can you say that? In the Hall of Mountains and Seas, there is actually an ever-changing, broader world of war paintings?"

That's a strange statement.

But Xia Xi and Que Tingxiang can understand, and their eyes are bright!

Yes, although she has no combat power (she can't show her combat power), this girl, in this mountain and sea hall, has never been burdened from beginning to end!

Originally, they also needed to protect themselves when they were fighting, as long as they could build a barrier and protect one more person or something, it was not a problem at all.

Well, there's only one question left.

"I have a secret technique. Xia Xi said with a painful face, "It's just never used...... After using it, my Tianmu will probably be abandoned for a while. ”

If even Tianmu has to be abolished for a while, then there is really no combat effectiveness.

Que Tingxiang was about to speak, but found that Shui Xin shook her head at her slightly. Que Tingxiang frowned, and the words he was about to say swirled on the tip of his tongue, and said, "In this case, once you break through this realm, you will immediately take off your identity card and teleport away." ”

Xia Xi nodded with a bitter face.

If he can't break this painting world, he still has to worry about not being able to leave! If he throws away the identity card but can't teleport away, what if he returns to the world of the Mountain and Sea Palace, what if there is a problem with the judgment of the book mountain seal?

Shui Xin is not partial to Que Tingxiang.

After all, she could see that Que Tingxiang just wanted to use the Wenbao pen she had just transformed to break the boundary. Not to mention whether her pen can break this world of war paintings, even if she can, Shui Xin also hopes that she will keep it.

Because this Wenbao pen must be more useful to that monk!

After all, this Wenbao pen has been changed by the four disciplines of Confucianism. The ordinary monk outside, holding the remnants of demons, wanted to defile the seal of Shushan Xuehai, this was a proper departure from Confucianism.

What's more, although Xia Xi looked pained, he definitely did not completely sacrifice himself to break the realm.

In the face of a genuine warrior monk, and the war painting world created by a warrior, he left without doing anything, which is also a crime of non-war. How could it be possible for him to have the consciousness that if he doesn't succeed, he will become a benevolent?

There are sequelae, but they can be reversed and will not really affect the future.

That's about it.

If you break through the painting world and then teleport out, you will definitely be taken care of in the best.

Shui Xin released Xiaobai again, holding the basin and closing her eyes.

In fact, it did not completely rely on learning Haiyin. Xuehaiyin just carried the pot for her again! Although the soldier's soul was suppressed by the charming bones, his intuition was still there. Sword cultivators are not necessarily good at anything else, but they are still good at finding flaws in formations and the like.

As early as when she arrived in the country of ten thousand flowers, she had already done this kind of thing.

Of course, the power of the Secret Realm Lotus has to be borrowed. As a plant with its own secret realm, the secret realm lotus is also very sensitive to things like space. If you borrow the power of the Secret Lotus and then transfer to learn the sea seal...... That's too much trouble!

It was a blood-colored wasteland, and there seemed to be nothing unusual in the whole world except for the blood-colored floating moon in the sky. But any formation will have an eye. A successful war painting must also have a "pictorial meaning" - that is the core of the war painting, the birth of the machine spirit!

The Scarlet Moon is a disturbance to perception. If you attack the Scarlet Floating Moon, then you will really deceive the last big move of the two Confucian cultivators.

So, what is so unusual about this bloody wasteland?

Xia Xi and Que Tingxiang waited for the result, but saw that the golden barrier was getting darker and darker under the impact of the cicadas, and they were also extremely anxious in their hearts.

Especially......

Both noticed unusual movements behind the flock of cicadas.

Obviously, this group of thirty-year-old cicadas has begun to kill each other according to their nature!

Xia Xi and Que Tingxiang looked at each other. Xia Xi also set his eyes on the blood-colored floating moon. Anyway, that's really the most conspicuous place, isn't it? Although according to common sense, it is unlikely that the spirit of the war painting is in the most conspicuous place, but ...... What if someone happens to do the opposite?

"Brew your secret method!" Que Tingxiang hurriedly interrupted Xia Xi's "thoughts".

Xia Xi took a breath.

He was not a headstrong man after all, and did not act on his own impulses. Que Tingxiang had already silently prepared - with this barrier created by Xia Xi, most of the previous dizziness, chest tightness and nausea, and ear roaring had finally disappeared. It's already possible to gather some strength.

Fortunately, the anxious time did not last long, and when the golden light was crumbling, Shui Xin spoke.

"Feet. ”

Xia Xi looked up suddenly, but he couldn't believe it, "What?"

"I say, step!" Shui Xin repeated, pointing to the ground between them.

Xia Xi wasn't sure if he had heard it wrong, but instinctively moved out of the way, and Xiaobai had already stomped on the ground that Shui Xin was pointing to. The Wind Blade stirred up large swaths of chaotic dust across a barren ground.

The dust also showed a faint blood color under the illumination of the blood-colored floating moon!

However, Xiaobai's attack didn't seem to have any effect.

Although, at first, it seems to have killed a large number of thirty-year-old cicadas trying to emerge from near their feet.

"A chance to strike. Shui Xin opened her eyes and said very calmly.

Xia Xi turned his head to look at the barrier that had begun to crack, and gritted his teeth - using the secret method, of course, there was only one chance to strike!

On the vertical pupil of the forehead that had already been opened, a purple thunder that had been brewing for a while slashed down along the big hole dug by Xiaobai!

Que Tingxiang also silently held her pen.

The chance of a blow is not just about Xia Xi.

Que Tingxiang noticed this.

So that when the world changed color again, Que Tingxiang's heart was calm. silently reciting the classics, the adverse reactions on the body were completely suppressed for a while. She had locked on to her target almost within three breaths - they hadn't moved in the painting, they were still standing where they were.

A blood-colored light was rolling back at the man.

"Make a life for the people!"

Que Tingxiang mobilized her little but exhausted all her literary strength, and the pen in her hand swiped in the direction of the man!