However, this competition is related to Zhao Xiaonian's life and death, Ning Hao still did not take it lightly, and immediately looked down when there was a message on his phone,

"Brother Hao, I'm Xiao Hei. If the throat-sealing tomb moth is newly formed, it is within 500 years. A hundred-year-old human-faced spider can restrain it. But if it is more than a thousand years, there are few natural enemies that can restrain it. There is no human-faced spider that has lived for thousands of years. ”

Seeing this news, Ning Hao felt like he had been reassured, the throat-sealing tomb moth in Zhao Xiaonian's hand was left by Tang Taizong at that time. It is at least more than 1,300 years ago.

Now that there are no restrained natural enemies, let's see what tricks Cui Ying can play.

At this time, the old man of Miao Jiang announced dejectedly, "The twenty-four Dong have all failed, now please ask the five elders to invite your Gu worms to compete with the new Holy King." ”

Ma Dan, there is another one, and it is directly announced that he is the new Holy King!

Ning Hao couldn't help but want to laugh, the owner of the village obviously thought that Zhao Xiaonian had won, so he would talk about it first.

Zhao Xiaonian's face was also a little proud, his little face was puffy, and his eyes flashed with the brilliance of who was competing.

The five elders of the White Witch glared at the old village master, walked to the vat together in a ghostly manner, took out the box to block everyone's view, and put the Gu worm inside.

"Cheating, how can these people put five of them in together?"

Ning Hao was stunned, didn't he put them in one by one just now?

Zhou Huawen was also confused, and said in a low voice, "Everyone raises different Gu worms, and Gu worms and Gu worms have always been natural enemies, do they want these bugs to kill each other first?"

After a while, the five elders were still blocking in front of the vat and did not move their nests, and the crowd of onlookers began to make noise.

Zhou Huawen suddenly pulled Ning Hao's arm and said,

"I see, these guys must be raising the same kind of Gu worms. But those who can stay together with the same kind of Gu worm must not be psychic. So Xiao Nian won. I just don't know what Gu worms Cui Ying will produce next, and I hope I can't beat Xiao Nian's throat-sealing tomb moth. ”

The crowd of onlookers grew louder and louder, and the five elders finally left the vat and returned to their seats.

Everyone stretched their necks to look over, and they were stunned.

The vat starts from the edge of the vat and is densely wrapped with spider silk, almost like a vat full of marshmallows. Look at the extremely shiny spider silk, I am afraid that people can be entangled to death if they fall into it, let alone a butterfly the size of a fist.

The onlookers talked a lot and began to condemn the patriarchs of the White Witch Clan for being shameless. Let the spider lay out the cobwebs first, and then the big butterfly will fight, wouldn't it become a self-throwing net.

Zhou Huawen gasped and said.

"Master Hao, I'm not wrong, this natural enemy is here. What are butterflies and moths most afraid of? This is this kind of spider, the butterfly has fragile wings, and if you go inside, you will get entangled in the spider silk and die. I don't know if this throated tomb moth dares to enter the tank. What kind of strange spider is in this tank?"

Ning Hao snorted coldly and said, "The patriarchs of the White Witch Clan are really more advanced, and they know how to use a hundred-year-old human-faced spider to deal with Xiao Nian's throat-sealing tomb moth. However, they underestimated the level of the Tombmoth. ”

Zhao Xiaonian's face also changed a little at this moment, and beads of sweat gradually oozed from his forehead. Honghong's little mouth opened slightly, and he didn't dare to give an order for a long time to let the throat-sealing tomb moth go up and fight.

Ning Hao scratched his head, it seemed that Zhao Xiaonian had no bottom in his heart, and he probably didn't know how powerful her throat-sealing tomb moth was. Even against this kind of scene, it is undoubtedly victorious.

Seeing that there were more and more discussions around him, Zhao Xiaonian's face turned pale. Ning Hao no longer hesitated, walked out of the crowd, walked to Zhao Xiaonian's side and said,

"Xiao Nian. Release your butterfly and it won't be defeated. ”

When Zhao Xiaonian saw Ning Hao, his eyes suddenly turned a little red again, and he threw himself into his arms and bit his lip and said,

"Brother Hao, several of my senior sisters and junior sisters were killed by the master. ”

Ning Hao gently patted her shoulder and said,

"As you said, people are watching the sky, and harming people will not end well. You continue to let the throat seal on the tomb moth, don't be afraid of any result, Brother Hao is here, no one can touch a hair of you. ”

Zhao Xiaonian nodded heavily, rubbed his eyes and stood up again, and the purple butterfly flew back to her shoulder.

Ning Hao glanced left and right, Zhou Huawen, this kid, didn't know when he stood behind the White Witch Elder Group. Seeing Ning Hao looking at him, he winked at Ning Hao vigorously, and then pointed at Cui Ying's back.

Ning Hao understood that Zhou Huawen must be in a good position in advance to take precautions. In case Cui Ying has something to do, he will do it as soon as possible.

At this time, Zhao Xiaonian's lips moved slightly, and the big purple butterfly flew to the edge of the mouth of the vat like lightning, suddenly flapped its wings and paused, and suddenly plunged into the dense spider silk.

"Ah, this butterfly is looking for death!"

"Natural enemies, how can you fight this, won't it lure the spider out?"

"This butterfly is crazy, it's over, the little girl is going to fail!"

“…………”

The onlookers sighed, and even the elders and village owners sitting in the two rows of chairs sighed with some regret. Only Cui Ying stared at the vat anxiously, as if he was worried that the big butterfly would be bitten to death in the vat.

The big butterfly plunged headlong into the spider silk, and the dense cobwebs seemed to be melted by a red-hot soldering iron, and suddenly a large hole broke straight down.

Everyone stretched out their heads to look over, and the spider silk was as dense as a quilt, layered and fine.

But the silk, which was so fine that it could barely be seen, was directly pierced by the butterfly's body, and the butterfly disappeared into the vat.

Next, everyone only saw the surface of the spider silk squirming, bulging a few bags for a while, and being pulled down directly. But the elasticity of this spider silk is simply better than that of steel wire, and no matter how much you pull it underneath, it still recovers quickly.

The surface of the spider silk moved more and more violently, and it looked like a rough water. And what kind of fierce battle is going on below, everyone can only imagine.

There was a sudden squeak, and an object the size of a fist popped out of the hole with plasma.

Everyone looked at it, and the fist-sized object looked like a monster head, but it had a strange and inexplicable human face. And this man's face was covered with wet slime, and he looked even more disgusting.

"Buying Ga...... I've never seen a human-faced spider this big. ”

A Gu magician from Europe pointed excitedly at the mass and said,

"I recognize this, it's definitely a human-faced spider. ”

Ning Hao gently patted Zhao Xiaonian on the shoulder and comforted,

"Don't worry, Xiao Nian, although this hundred-year-old human-faced spider is the natural enemy of the throat-sealing tomb moth. But the thousand-year-old throat-sealing tomb moth has nothing to resist the dog. ”

Zhao Xiaonian bit his lip and said, "Well, Brother Hao is so handsome, everything is right." ”

Ning Hao smiled and held up the mobile phone with a short message and said, "Xiao Nian has learned to be poor." ”

There is another message on the mobile phone, and there is another message in the Difu Taobao dialog box,

"Brother Hao, I checked it again just now. Even if it is a thousand-year-old throat-sealing tomb moth, there is still something to restrain it in the yang world. ”

Ning Hao's fingers flew and entered quickly,

"What the hell can restrain it, you say. ”

After a while, Black Impermanence sent another message,

"It is said that at the junction of China and Buddhism, there is a temple of Ayi Alan. On the lotus throne in the underground palace of the temple, every thousand years, the Yuanjue Yutamhara flower will bloom, this kind of Yutanbharata flower is not different from ordinary varieties, not only flowering but also bearing Yuanjue flowers and fruits. This kind of fate can almost bring back to life after eating flowers and fruits, and then it will prolong life. But the Tomb Moth will flee as soon as it smells it, or it will surely die. ”

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