A loud roar swept through the gym like a whirlwind.

However, when it spreads to a radius of two meters, it is resisted by the formic acid forming a grid.

Although the body of the small ant is small, the output of formic acid is like a pumping machine, as if it is endless.

"Wang Xu's aura is completely wrapped in a mysterious aura!"

His eyes flashed with a glimmer of spiritual power, and Zhao Yiran pursed his lips and smiled.

At this moment, even if Zhao Yiran doesn't use spiritual power to probe, he can see it.

The red phantom that appeared was like making dumplings, wrapping Wang Xu.

Within the red phantom, Wang Xu's face was densely covered with pain.

"Xiao Ling, don't spare your hands!

Zhao Yiran let out a low snort, and the light clusters of the two strong techniques gathered out and entered the bodies of Xiao Ling and Xiao Ant respectively.

Then, Zhao Yiran's palms moved, and he once again launched a spiritual power light cluster.

In an instant, Xiao Ling's body was covered with a thick layer of ancient armor.

Whew~!

I saw Xiao Ling raise his head and howl.

A roaring blue flame burned on his body.

Barking~!

The head of the beating water lotus flower also appeared on Xiao Ling's neck in an instant.

It was just the moment when Xiao Ling Little Ant blessed the cultivation technique, and Zhao Yiran found that the aura of the red phantus had doubled.

And this discovery, Zhao Yiran looked at Wang Xu's figure, and found that Wang Xu's figure was as if it had shrunk, and the whole had shrunk by as much as a circle!

This red phantom is squeezing Wang Xu's spirit and physical strength!

"Xiao Ling, it's too late, otherwise Wang Xu is afraid that he won't be able to bear it!"

In a hurry, Zhao Yiran had to snort again and move forward quickly at the same time.

Sou~!

With Zhao Yiran's actions, another strong spiritual power group merged into Xiao Ling's body.

At the same time, a circle of light that exuded supreme power appeared around Xiao Ling's body.

It's the aura of power of the little ants!

For the master's actions, Xiao Ling seemed to understand, and Xiao Ling's body, which was not far from Wang Xu and the red phantom, seemed to have a slight phantom.

Zila~!

The flame claws with many blessings attached to them were pressed against the red phantom's body as if tearing through the void.

At the moment when Xiao Ling's claws tore through the red phantom body, Zhao Yiran kicked out at the naked Wang Xu's body.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Zhao Yiran's hovering paws covered with spiritual power kicked Wang Xu's stomach.

Whew~!

Wang Xu's body retreated.

The red silk threads like mucus attached to his body were dragging Wang Xu's body tightly, trying to prevent Wang Xu's body from detaching.

"Ant, it's now!"

Zhao Yiran, who kicked out, rolled to the side and shouted at the same time.

Whoosh~!

As Zhao Yiran's voice fell, two finger-thick formic acid threads rushed out and tightly wrapped around Wang Xu's two arms.

Burst~!

At the same time, Xiao Ling's second head raised its head and spewed out a column of water, washing away the red phantom mystery that was above Wang Xu's body!

The coherent cooperation shown by Zhao Yiran and his two spirit beasts seemed to be completed in an instant.

Don't give the red phantom a chance to react at all!

Click~!

Click~!

Under the vigorous pull of the little ant, the slime-like silk threads connecting Wang Xu's body broke layer by layer.

Grunt~!

At this point, Wang Xu's body rolled out, completely separated from the red phantom on his body.

With this kind of kung fu alone, Wang Xu's body seemed to have shrunk from a twenty-five-year-old body to seventeen or eighteen years old.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Yiran breathed a sigh of relief, although Wang Xu's body seemed to have shrunk, but fortunately, he still had a breath left, and his life would not be in danger for the time being.

Roar~!

The red phantom that had broken away from the 'supply' roared mysteriously, and angrily headed towards Zhao Yiran, who was closest to him.

But Zhao Yiran, who had already expected this, did not panic at all.

Whew~!

Just as the red phantom was about to approach Zhao Yiran's body, Xiao Ling's huge body appeared above Zhao Yiran's head, and his claws and the two eight fangs that showed out of his mouth directly pounced into his body.

Blazing flames spread out from the inside of the red phantom, and a foul smell emanated......

......

'Ding!'

"Successfully kill the Red Spirit Mystery and obtain Spirit Orb*18. ”

After about three or five minutes, the gym was completely calm, and a window message appeared on Zhao Yiran's watch.

Barking~!

The two-headed little spirit, who had withdrawn many blessings, returned to Zhao Yiran's side comfortably, and above his head, the little ant trembled with long tentacles.

"Thank you~Thank you~ Detective Zhao......"

Wang Xu, who had regained a trace of consciousness, saw the scene of Xiao Ling's final extermination of the mystery, thanked Zhao Yiran with fear in his eyes, and then tilted his head and fainted.

......

"I'll leave it to you!

Not long after, Zhao Yiran walked out of the gym after finding two bodies in red clothes at the bottom of the pool, patted Zhang Chengyang on the shoulder and said.

Zhao Yiran told Zhang Chengyang about the situation under the pool.

With the other party's legs swinging, Zhao Yiran glanced at the police car that was honking in the distance, and walked slowly in the direction of no one.

It seems to be a casual step, but the speed is extremely fast.

After about a few breaths, it disappeared into Zhang Chengyang's eyes.

"I~I'm going!

Zhang Chengyang couldn't help but be frightened.

But then he immediately closed his mouth.

Supporting the weak Wang Xu, Zhang Chengyang waited for the arrival of the police car.

In Zhao Yiran's tone with orders and instructions just now, Zhang Chengyang knew that he shouldn't say it!

Although he didn't know what had happened in the gym in just a few minutes, he felt that the sunlight that had broken through the haze was shining on his body at this moment......

......

Zhao Yiran, who left the gym, appeared on the way back from the unfinished building.

Unloading the blessing of spiritual power on his body, Zhao Yiran led Xiao Ling to walk.

"Senior!

At this moment, Zhao Ling'er's voice came from not far away.

At this moment, Zhao Ling'er was trotting all the way.

"It's ......"

Seeing Zhao Ling'er's figure, Zhao Yiran couldn't help but be stunned.

Because Zhao Yiran found that Zhao Ling'er's movement speed at this time actually had a bit of its own charm.

To be precise, it's like blessing spiritual power.

Although this fluctuation is very subtle, it was captured by Zhao Yiran.

"Oh, senior, why don't you wait for me!"

Zhao Ling'er gasped and appeared in front of Zhao Yiran.

Da~!

Zhao Yiran picked up Zhao Linger's arm, put two fingers on Zhao Linger's pulse, and observed carefully.

Zhao Ling'er's state at this time, under the observation of Zhao Yiran's eyes, is no different from a normal person.

But the aura emitted when he ran over just now made Zhao Yiran suspicious.

Could it be that it was just helping Zhao Ling'er expel the mysterious black blood in his body and leaving behind the spiritual power that caused the current situation?