In front of this council hall was a square, and the square was already sitting on the ground, filled with many cultivators. Hundreds of people.

These cultivators, all of whom are seriously injured, will not be able to go to the battlefield again in the short term, and they all have a calm look on their faces as if they were at home, and as for those whose legs and feet are quite convenient, they are still resisting on the front line.

The fight has come to such a time, and everyone has done their best. No, I tried my best. When the war situation was tight, even those ordinary people, even old men, climbed the city wall, and used their blood and lives to forge a wall of flesh and blood, temporarily blocking the tide and buying time for others.

"Really, have you come this far?" everyone was thinking, but nothing else.

Mo Xingye took out a glass of wine from the council hall and raised it high.

"Today, we will die, for ourselves and for others. ”

"Whoever you are, what you have done! At this moment we are brothers, we are compatriots!"

"As long as you are willing to leave at this moment and forget your past, we will not hold grudges. ”

"The wolves outside the cottage have swallowed everything, and only you can save everything. ”

"I, Mo Xingye, am with you. Justice, be with us!"

Mo Xingye drank all the wine in the cup, and then slammed it to the ground, and the wine glass was smashed.

"I am willing to live and die with adults, and I am willing to live and die with justice. The spirits shouted below. Shouted feverishly. They know what their fate will be and what the consequences will be

Mo Xingye burst into tears with excitement and kept wiping away his tears.

"The ancestors are ashamed, the younger generations are ashamed, the tide is surging, and it has reached the time of life and death, so I implore the seniors to help. With that, the whole square fell silent. Hold the spirit card in your arms high.

All you can hear is everyone's breathing.

Tick tock.

Some of the spirit's blood, oozing from the hastily bandaged wounds, fell to the floor.

Mo Xingye and the spirit masters of No. 1 Middle School all held their breath, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

This is a secret method collected from a certain family, and it is said that the founder of their family left before his death. But this method has not been used, and the family was wiped out that night. Only that ranking remains.

It is said that as long as you pray to this rank, a helper will descend from the sky to help the family tide over the difficulties.

Historically, there have been stories of praying to this rank and then saving them.

This can be said to be Mo Xingye's last hole card. It is also the last hole card of the entire cottage.

There was a dead silence on the entire Guangzhou Airlines, and everyone lowered their heads, as if they were pressing a boulder in their hearts.

Everyone's hearts were uneasy.

After all, many years have passed since the last time I saw this legend, and whether the means left behind are useful is another matter.

"How to retreat. On the hillside, Ling Yun saw the scene in front of him in his heart.

He had not been involved in such an action at all in his previous life, and he may have just begun the yarn in his life at that time.

But he soon discovers that a swarm of flying insects has fallen from the sky.

"This turned out to be ......" Ling Yun's eyes were indifferent, narrowing into a slit.

There were hundreds of these insects, and they swirled around each other, forming a red cloud, which swirled down and fell into the square.

Buzz!

The cacophony of insects reached everyone's ears, and some of the spirit masters jerked their heads up, revealing ecstatic expressions.

"Thank you, thank you for the blessing of your predecessors. A stone in Mo Xingye's heart fell to the ground, respectfully towards the swarm, and then got up.

"Let's go, let's take a look. Mo Xingye sighed, and in addition to joy, his face was sad and sad.

Leaving the council hall and standing in the hallway, the spirits saw as if a red whirlwind was blowing in the square.

These insects are the size of the tips of a finger, the size of mosquitoes, but they are hideous and terrifying, and their bodies are red.

They burrowed into the bodies of the cultivators sitting in the square, absorbing their blood and spiritual power, and in just a few breaths, they changed from one to several.

Depending on each cultivator's qualifications and rank, the number produced is also different.

There were more and more of these bugs, and there were constantly worms that were born in the heart to burrow out of the cultivator's skin, fly out, and then burrow into it again.

The screams, weepings, and shouts in the square came and went, but none of the cultivators fled.

Before they came here, they had already been told that such a thing would happen, and thinking of Zhang Heng, they were also willing to sacrifice their lives for the organization.

"They are all heroes!" Mo Xingye stood on the corridor, looking at this scene, his voice was extremely low, and even the hand holding the handrail trembled a little.

The rest of the spirit masters explained with heavy expressions and were silent and did not speak.

This situation is exactly the same as recorded in ancient books, this strange method must be fed with the name of the cultivator, and these insects will be satisfied, and only then will they help people resist the invasion of foreign enemies.

It is very likely that the family that left this method in the first place was eaten by insects in this way.

After a while, these insects were full of food and drink, and they circled again, and their momentum became even greater, and in just a few kung fu, the number of these insects skyrocketed so many times. A crimson hurricane was formed, blowing towards the wolves.

Leaves behind a patch of skinny bones, even dry bones, only bones wrapped in coats.

"Sure enough, it's a red thousand insects!" Ling Yun stood on the hillside from a distance, looking at this scene, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

This red thousand insect can be called a spirit animal. Because, there will only be one will for the entire Red Thousand Worm Swarm, and they are both collective and individual.

As spirit animals, they are very peculiar, they do not control the aura between heaven and earth. It can only be called a strange beast.

As alien beasts, they specialize in feeding on the cultivator's natal essence blood, and after they are full, they will constantly split, from one to two, and from two to four.

If they are hungry and can't find food, they will devour themselves and reduce the size of their population to sustain their life activities.

is also a spirit beast, and the fire-weary beast is a legitimate spirit king-level existence.

When these red thousand insects were strong, they were overwhelming, far surpassing the spirit beasts of the spirit king level. When it was weak, there were only a few of them, and even the Beast King couldn't beat them.

In Ling Yun's previous life, as a Demon Venerable, he had naturally seen such classics, but in his previous life, he was so stupid, and these things were burned by him.

Now these red thousand insects, there are tens of thousands, and they are sweeping the entire battlefield like a hurricane.

Everywhere he went, neither the cultivators nor the wolves could escape death.

They swept left and right, burrowing into the hungry wolves, and in just a few breaths, the hungry wolves were drained of blood.

But these beast blood can only provide food, and cannot make them differentiated, only the blood that contains spiritual power has this effect.

One by one, the hungry wolves were torn to pieces and fell to the ground, losing their lives.