Chapter Seventy-Four: Sand Ants
After the other people saw this ant appear, their faces changed drastically, and they all showed a wary look, while Yang Qingyan couldn't tell what kind of species this ant was, but he couldn't help but feel their atmosphere and couldn't help but be vigilant. By the way, he looked at Xuanyuan Ling Han and wanted to ask me if he knew what this was.
At this moment, a scene that made Yang Qingyan's face change wildly appeared, only to see that after this ant had just turned a few times in the sky, the earth shook suddenly, and countless identical ants scurried out of the sand, and they were all hovering in the sky.
The ant colony it forms is simply obscuring the sky. But for some reason, although there are many of these ants, they don't fly towards the teleportation array.
Secretly suppressing the horror in his heart, Yang Qingyan asked Xuanyuan Linghan: "Do Xuanyuan Daoist friends know what this is?" How many are there? ”
A trace of uncertainty flashed in Xuanyuan Ling Han's eyes, and he shook his head with a serious face.
Seeing that Xuanyuan Ling Han didn't know, Yang Qingyan frowned and looked at the others.
At this time, the young man in white suppressed the shock in his eyes, smiled at Yang Qingyan and said, "Sister, I don't know what this is?" ”
"Well, brother, do you know?" A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Qingyan's eyes, and he said slowly.
"I just heard what the monk said, since my sister doesn't know, then I'll tell my sister again!" The young man in white glanced at the young monk, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and said so.
"I heard the monk say that this kind of ant is called Jusha Ant, and it is a kind of ant that only lives in sand or where the earth aura is extremely majestic."
"Although the cultivation of the body of this sand gathering ant is not high, there are many of them, and they can also be sandified, if they can't be killed in one hit, they can recover immediately, so it is extremely difficult."
"No! The people of the Royal Beast Mountain just now were killed by these sand gathering ants. If it weren't for the fact that these ants didn't know why they didn't come here, I'm afraid we would have to run for our lives. The white-robed young man pointed to the rags in the distance, and a look of schadenfreude flashed in his eyes, and he said.
"Yes, thank you brother." After listening to this, Yang Qingyan nodded at the white-robed young man, and looked at Xuanyuan Ling Han with a solemn face.
"Xuanyuan Daoist friends, do you have a way to deal with these sand gathering ants?" Yang Qingyan looked at Xuanyuan Ling Han and said.
"Attack or defend." A hint of discoloration flashed in Xuanyuan Ling Han's eyes, and he slowly spit out these words.
It seems that Xuanyuan Linghan has no choice, otherwise he would not have said such a thing, but after thinking about it, there are only two methods. Glancing at the few people around him, Yang Qingyan suddenly smiled and said secretly: "They all have to go in to hunt for treasures, they are not in a hurry, why am I in such a hurry!" ”
After thinking about it, Yang Qingyan directly hovered and sat on the sand, took out a spirit pill and took it, recovering the mana consumed in the previous layer.
An hour passed, Yang Qingyan also recovered his mana, looked inward, and the cultivation of the eighth layer of qi training was also loosened, and it seemed that it would not be long before he could condense the demon pill and enter the ninth layer of qi training.
opened his eyes, hid the joy in his eyes, and looked around, Xuanyuan Ling Han beside him sensed that Yang Qingyan had recovered, and also opened his eyes to look at Yang Qingyan.
Yang Qingyan saw that he sensed that his mana had not recovered, so he knew that he was protecting the Fa for himself, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, looked at Xuanyuan Ling Han and said, "Xuanyuan Daoyou, I thought that the recovery was complete, you can also recover your mana!" I protect the Dharma for you. ”
Xuanyuan Ling's cold and indifferent eyes flashed, nodded, and closed his eyes to breathe.
By the time Xuanyuan Ling Han finished pranayama, another hour had passed, and within these two hours, no one had come out of the teleportation array.
At this time, a trace of impatience flashed in the eyes of the man surnamed Mo, so he shook the folding fan and said, "All fellow Daoists are here to hide!" If we are still here to drain, I'm afraid that when the secret realm is closed, I'm afraid we won't even think about going to the next level, why don't we join forces to pass this layer first? ”
When the other people heard the words of the man surnamed Mo, they couldn't help but have a look in their eyes, and a hint of discoloration flashed in the eyes of the young man in white, and he said: "This is possible, but who can guarantee that there will be no black hands to harm others on the way?" ”
"This fellow Daoist said it well, so we can make a demonic oath before joining forces, and I believe that none of you Daoists will let yourself be eaten by the sand ants in order to assassinate others." The man surnamed Mo smiled evilly and said so.
Hearing the man surnamed Mo say the oath of the heart demon, everyone's expressions changed, although the heart demon oath is the most commonly used oath in the immortal cultivation world, generally made the heart demon oath, as long as you violate the oath, then in the future, when you ascend to the realm, you will die on the heart demon tribulation, so generally no one will violate this oath.
So when they heard the man surnamed Mo talk about making a demon oath, everyone was a little moved. The white-robed young man's eyes flashed, and he said, "In this case, I agree to join forces." ”
Yang Qingyan didn't want to join forces with them, but with himself and Xuanyuan Linghan, he couldn't pass through this layer at all, so he looked at Xuanyuan Linghan and said softly, "What do Xuanyuan Daoyou think?" ”
Xuanyuan Linghan glanced at everyone, nodded at Yang Qingyan, and seeing that Xuanyuan Linghan agreed, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly and said, "The little woman and this Xuanyuan Daoist also agree to join forces." ”
When the man surnamed Mo heard the word Xuanyuan, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, so he nodded slowly, looked at the young monk and said, "This fellow Daoist, are you willing to join forces with us?" ”
"Amitabha, several Taoist friends have agreed, how dare the little monk disobey." The handsome monk in the moon-white robe opened his wise eyes and recited the Buddha's name, and said so.
"Okay, since all the Taoist friends agree, then let's make a dream oath!" The man surnamed Mo agreed when he saw it, flicked his fan, and said with a slight smile.
After everyone made a dream oath, the man surnamed Mo said again: "In the next strong attack, this Yan Fairy is mainly entangled, I don't know which aspect of the Taoist friends is stronger." Since we want to join forces, then I ask all of you to tell us which strengths you are, so that we can cooperate. ”
"It's also attack-oriented!" A hint of color flashed in the eyes of the white-robed young man, and he chuckled lightly and said so.
"Amitabha, the little monk is defense-oriented."
Yang Qingyan glanced at Xuanyuan Linghan, smiled slightly, and said, "The little woman is also defense-oriented, and this Xuanyuan Daoist is attack-oriented!" ”
"Good. After we entered the sand, this fairy would defend everyone first, and we would all stay within the defensive shield, focusing on long-range attacks, to lighten the burden on this fairy. ”
"When this fairy's mana is not much left, then you will defend it, what do you fellow Daoists think?" The man surnamed Mo first finished talking to Yang Qingyan, and then turned his head and said to the white-robed monk.