"Don't think!"

Zhang Qingyang was too familiar with this routine, and as soon as he broke off, the wind and clouds in the inner universe surged, and as soon as that spirit got in, he was washed up by the outermost layer of mist, which came from the remnants of the spirit of Elder Yu, whose power was even surprising to the Inspiration Goddess, not to mention that the spirit of the insect locust, after its spiritual power came in, was immediately tempered and thinned, and it barely penetrated into the inner layer.

"Well, what the hell is this?!"

A whisper of surprise sounded from the spirit cone thorn, and the insect locust caused a strong concussion to squeeze through the clouds and mist, and continued to wash towards the downward momentum.

But after only a little advance, the tyrant on the two bridges roared in unison, and each of them swooped forward, biting and pulling hard, and cutting it into three pieces!

"Ah...... What is this...... Tyrant?!"

Jairus was wrapped in a fire and it was difficult to distinguish, the image of the overlord was too special, but it alone was enough to surprise the locust.

"Wow, I didn't see it, you little pet beast warrior is actually lucky enough to get the inheritance of the secret art of tyranny. The other one, presumably not simple, right?"

How can he also bite him hard, how can it be good stubble?

However, this did not completely intercept the insect locust, and the three spiritual cones twisted and merged back into one. Continuing to push the shock wave to sweep violently, the two bridges shook at the same time, completely cutting off Zhang Qingyang's telepathy that extended out.

The locust laughed proudly, and made up his mind to play a trick and devour this unexpected surprise beautifully-being able to fuse the secret technique of domination, as well as the abundant and amazing spiritual mist, this is a feast that has not been encountered in many years, and the spirit of this little guy must be extremely delicious.

The oscillating ripples continued to move forward, the clouds and fog dispersed, and two light sources lit up in the deep and mysterious inner universe.

Those lights seemed to have great power, and they had just sensed the spirit cone of the insect locust, and immediately shot countless small powers at it.

When the insect locust came into contact with this power, it was surprised and painful, and it was so angry that it roared again and again, no matter what it was, it spread out the needle, and conjured up the ontological image on the spot, swelling as high as a mountain, opening its big mouth and swallowing the light on the left in one gulp.

"Om!"

A chant exploded from the light cluster, and the light exploded a hundredfold, expanding into a real great sun in an instant, and the terrifying extinction light immediately shattered the head of the insect locust phantom.

The insect locust was a little panicked, a new head emerged from the remaining remnants, and swallowed another ball of light with his mouth, and before he could close it, he screamed first: "Taijitu?!"

"Fight!"

The crane Taoist priest pinched the order, and the high-pitched crane turned into a tangible sword, and smashed the front teeth of the insect locust phantom with a click, and the sword light turned again, and a spiritual power anthropomorphic eight-way wind and rain sword exploded, shattering the entire head of the insect locust again.

The two supernatural supernatural beings are suspended left and right, the Taiji diagram and the Great Light Wisdom Wheel respond to each other, connecting into a spiritual grinding plate, squeezing the remains of the insect locust in the middle, the black and white fish eyes turn, and the six-character Daming curse sounded here, and the grinding disc operated, grinding everything in the middle to smash in an instant.

"Little one, you've managed to get my attention, we'll meet again, quack quack......"

In the inner universe, the last voice of the insect locust echoed, and there was no discouragement on his part. Or rather, there is a kind of excitement to see the joy of hunting.

Zhang Qingyang didn't have time to argue, he only felt that the inner universe was bulging as if he had eaten up, and even if he couldn't see the boundary clearly, he knew that it must have expanded rapidly.

Baxia and Jairus both prostrate on the bridge, Meimei devoured that pure spirit, the two bridges became more stable and solid, not to mention, they even changed color slightly, and faintly scaly-like lines formed on the surface.

And the Frog Zen Master and the Crane Taoist Master, who had just broken out with a blow that was quite consumed, each lurked silently, allowing the shattered spiritual light rain to float and sink, and they could not merge into the outer clouds and mist for a long time.

Zhang Qingyang felt that the residual spiritual power of the insect locust was a little difficult to handle, but if it was digested and absorbed, it would be appropriate for his mental power to skyrocket.

At the moment, he didn't care about it, stared out the window, between the branches and leaves of the big tree, there were still thousands of locusts shouting, he let out a low shout, and the rat bone sword flew into the air on its own and swelled into a meter and a half long, which happened to fall in his palm.

Zhang Qingyang raised his arm and sent out a sword light of qi and blood, which bombarded the branches and leaves through the glass hole, cutting all the locusts into pieces in an instant, and then concentrating on the senses, catching one of the breaths that was quickly retreating, and immediately broke the window and chased it out without hesitation.

The Titan pounced on him in the air, and the two became one luck and jumped up to the treetops.

At this moment, Vice Principal Qu and the two leading teachers also rushed out of the hotel when they heard the sound, followed by Li Beihai and Zhao Feiyu and others, all dressed neatly, clearly not resting.

"What's the situation?!"

The leader of the arrest bureau lurking around, the patrol master of the organizing committee, was only a second or two away from the arrival of his front and back feet, and they all looked at Zhang Qingyang.

Zhang Qingyang pointed in the direction where the aura in the sense subsided: "Just now, a locust launched a spiritual raid on me, and its medium puppet is fleeing over there, and all the locusts and insects around are suspicious!"

"Chase!"

The leader of the Arrest Bureau and the patrol master rushed forward without hesitation, Vice Principal Qu was afraid that the other party would turn the tiger away from the mountain, so he asked the two leading teachers to leave behind to guard the six mecha warriors who were slow to react, and he took Zhang Qingyang and other four pet beast warriors to follow the former and run away.

However, in a minute, the people of several other academies were also alarmed, and as soon as they heard that the real murderer had launched a sneak attack again, the masters of Xishan Academy couldn't wait to rush out and sweep forward along the hill where they were.

The news about the locusts spread, and everyone was shocked when they found out.

They were all guarding against sandworms, against strange beasts, against bad guys, but no one cared about the weak insects.

Even the weakest academy player can kill thousands of insects with a wave of his hand, without much effort.

In this way, no one doubts that there will be a problem with insects, and few people would think that there will be such a thing as locusts in the world!

A well-informed teacher sighed: "The world is so big that there are no wonders, and the history of thousands of years ago is chaotic, who knows how much truth has been buried?"

Being able to use ordinary insects as a pest and easily launch a spiritual attack without being detected, how did Zhang Qingyang discover such a mysterious and strange technique?

Many people were more interested in him, but Zhang Qingyang didn't know and didn't care, he grasped the faint sense, and crossed several mountains with the growing team in one go, and soon came to the fourth layer of the city division on the periphery.

It is part of the Seventh Bureau, and it is part of the Twelfth Bureau, and there is a valley in the area dedicated to storing all kinds of waste materials, and there are thousands of waste pickers, garbage guys, and people who trade illegally nearby.

Zhang Qingyang grasped the sense, and the enemy's final foothold was inside.

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