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The silk cocoon was incinerated by the fire snake, and the monks inside broke free in a panic, and the wolf bèi fled in all directions.\\

But before he could run too far, insects surged from all directions to block him.

The monk who rose into the air had palpitations, and before he could escape by luck, he heard a burst of humming, and the black pressure pressed swarms of spirit insects to loot in the air, like a swimming dragon swinging its tail, a circle, the sky was washed, and there was nothing.

The monk's scalp tingling as he watched as he flew through the air.

No matter how many insect tides you have experienced, when you see such a situation again, you still can't help but be frightened, the number of spirit insects is incalculable, as far as the eye can see, like the tide and waves are turning, the cold hairs all over the body are erected, when life and death hang by a thread, the nerves are highly tense.

In the face of the insect tide, the monk became extremely small, and the roles of the hunter and the hunted in the past were reversed.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the contradictions between the natives and the outsiders seem to be even more irreconcilable, and the sword sting has endured more than seventy percent of the pressure of this insect influx.

The sword sting belongs to the high-level spirit insects, in terms of rank, the spirit insects of Qianya Mountain are at the level of the middle and lower reaches, far from being compared with the sword sting, yes, although they have the absolute upper hand in quantity, the insect tide is still helpless to sting the sword, and even under the offensive of tens of thousands of sword stings, they are defeated and retreated. In the end, it was taken advantage of the new repair of the Hanyu Palace. blocked the footsteps of the sword sting, and the situation was stalemate for a while.

At this time, the station was so devastated that people couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Nangong Zangfeng seemed to be taken by the huge insect tide in front of him, pursed his lips, and didn't say a word, even though he was a monk at the peak of the late Yuan Infant stage who was one step away from the transformation stage. He didn't dare to say that he could turn the tide with his own strength and destroy the two immortal spirit insects below.

The sting group of swords slaughtered the blood, and the worm's legs bent their bows and jumped up violently. Volleyed into the insect tide.

Before the body arrived, the sword came first, clearing a small foothold in the dense insect tide.

Almost at the same time as the sting that burst into this square circle, it swung its sword worm arm and rotated with itself as its axis.

Flesh and blood flying!

I don't know when the dark clouds gathered again, stirring in the sky. "Click" thunder illuminated the wielding insect arm that flashed with a sparkling cold light, and the eyes of the sword stingers were glowing with a light red, which was one of the expressions of their extreme anger, as a high-level zerg, being surrounded and killed by low-level spirit insects was the biggest insult to the sword stinging clan!

There are constantly sword stings rushing into the insect tide, and the power of the individual seems so humble in the face of the group. set off waves one after another, but they were finally wiped out by waves of tides.

But the truth tells us that butterflies flicker their wings and may change the world, and small waves can be swept together into wild waves!

The dark clouds have been brewing for too long, and the curtain is lifted with thunder, and the rain is pouring down!

In the hazy vision, life is constantly disappearing. The number of both sides has been sharply reduced.

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The rain was pushed away by the scorching waves. The woman shrouded in the light of the jumping fire, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque. His eyes were glued to the battle below, and his eyes flickered.

The spirit bow in his hand is full of tightness and is ready to go.

Suddenly, the figure disappeared from the sky, and in the next moment, it appeared above the station.

Rubbing his hands together, thunderballs shining with light blue light fell lightly, silently, accompanied by heavy rain and sassy cold wind.

The thunderball jumped happily in the insect tide, bouncing more than a dozen below, clearly imprinted on the different positions of different spirit insects' bodies, with her as the center, constantly spreading in all directions.

Scatter! Thunder bursts!

The sky within a radius of a kilometer was full of arrows, and there was no gap.

The moment the arrow and the mark touched, the thunder burst roared endlessly, and a huge thunder flower bloomed, meandering and overflowing, arrogantly spreading to all sides, the spirit insects that were drenched by the rain were like electricity, their limbs were stiff, bursts of smoke rose, and an indescribable scorching smell filled the heavens and the earth.

The underground thunder snake is open, the thunder dragon in the sky appears and disappears from time to time, the rain curtain in the middle connects the two, and I don't know whether the thunder snake takes the initiative to climb upward, or the thunder dragon is committed to descending, "boom boom" The already dark sky, was broken by the thunder, the white light was blazing, and the thunder light of the thickness of the bucket smashed down along these rain curtains, as if all the power was volatilized, and the sky with dark clouds was clear, and the rain curtain continued, as if trying to smooth out the rough raging just now, and suddenly became gentle.

The rain subsided, but the offensive of the ink-dyed clothes did not abate.

One wave of scattering is followed by another.

It was denser than the drizzle, and the hostile insects below were under her attack, and both sides were treated equally, impartially, and patches of bugs fell, and patches of bugs poured up.

Death, instead of fearing them, provokes the ferocity in their nature.

The ink-dyed clothes that caused this thunderous explosion were locked, and in addition to the battle line where the insects on both sides were entangled to death, the rest of the spirit insects scurried up to the sky.

The figure disappeared strangely again, appearing in a remote corner of the range.

Teleport!

Cultivation is another amazing skill that has advanced to the Yuan Infant Stage, no matter what kind of game, it can be called the teleportation of "divine skill"!

The insects became headless flies, just saw the shadow of the ink-dyed clothes, rushed over with red eyes, not to mention touching the corners of people's clothes, and lost their targets without even getting close......

The ink-dyed clothes fell into a sense of fantasy.

In her field of vision, it seems to be a three-dimensional picture, the first perspective switches to the third perspective, dialyzing from all directions and angles, and beyond the lock of the hunter's eye, there is another cursor-like thing, which "teleports" with her position.

Yes, she can clearly see the trajectory of her movement, no, to be exact, it should be before she casts the teleportation skill, she determines the best landing point coordinates, and this qiē calculation comes from a kind of mysterious and mysterious intuitive induction, there is no reason, it can't be explained, and it has nothing to do with the magical game function on her body, this qiē is under the control of divine consciousness, and it is more like a sublimation of the condensation of the original god.

This feeling, this feeling of fighting, is really, amazing!

Hearty!

It seems that everything in this world is under her control, nothing to hide, as small as the landing point of every drop of raindrops, the moment the crystal raindrops fall, the moment the water splashes open, it is beautiful!

Careful observation can find that the scattering of the ink-dyed clothes is not irregular, and the area it covers must be where the spirit insects gather.

Experience, crazy pouring into the body, like substance, constantly washing the meridians of her whole body, this warm feeling of being filled, as if the moldy and dark corners of the body are brightened out of the comfort of the sun, let her want to stop, her hands rubbed violently, countless light blue thunderballs fell from the palm, teleported, accurately landed at a certain point, teleported again to open the distance, the spirit bow in the hand was full of bowstrings, scattering and exploding, and the thunder burst came again!

This action is smooth and smooth, without half a minute of sluggishness, as if it has been rehearsed hundreds or thousands of times.

Bang!

There was a soft thud.

It was as if something had been poked open.

Enlightened!

Mid-infancy!

Strength, full of power.

The light blue thunderball "bounced bounced" and jumped more happily, scattering and thundering explosions over and over again washing the bugs in the two camps below.

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Nangong Zangfeng watched as the cultivation of ink-dyed clothes skyrocketed from the early stage of the Yuan Infant to the middle of the Yuan Infant!

Angry!

Before, Mo Dyeyi's promotion from the Jindan stage to the Yuan Infant stage could still be regarded as accidental, or she deliberately concealed her cultivation and exposed all kinds of reasons at the moment of crisis.

But now, he saw with his own eyes, and what else did he not understand!

She, ink-dyed clothes, didn't know how to rob his boss, his experience.

What she did before, and what she does now, is so familiar, it is exactly what he has often done since he discovered his strangeness - farming monster upgrades!

He had a strong feeling that this damn woman, Qin Zhiqing, and him ...... It's the same kind of !!

When you look at the same thing from a different perspective, you immediately find that it is very different from the past.

For example, the dead woman's archery skills resemble game skills, for example, there are several powerful alchemy puppets around her whose origin no one knows the origin, and for example, her garbage can no longer be rubbish, but her cultivation speed is several times higher than that of ordinary people, even Ning Ying can come so easily, no need for retreat, no need for elixir assistance, at the moment when the Sword Sting King died, it suddenly came!

Everything can be explained by a single reason.

Because she is also a traverser, she is also strange and blessed, so she can stand out from the constraints of talent.

Because she robbed him of his experience, she would instantly freeze the baby!

"Hahahahaha......" Nangong Zangfeng looked up at the sky and smiled. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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