Chapter 115: Burning Ants
"Damn it!" Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback, and hurriedly settled down his mind, put the aura on his feet, and the blue light lit up instantly, and hurriedly shook down those blood-devouring ants on his right leg.
According to ancient legends, there are six reincarnations, people are born, old, sick and die, only the true god is immortal, and at the end of a lifetime, there will be a soul out of the body, and the reincarnation will not end. However, the Three Realms are separated, and there is no soul in the world that can enter the six realms and be reborn. "Gluttony", "greed", "laziness", "jealousy", "pride", "lust", "anger" are transformed by boundless resentment, and they feed on flesh and blood, and they are blood eaters!
Zhang Sanfeng took a few steps back before stopping, but this short distance made him feel so long.
Not far away, the blood-eating ants were slowly gathering again.
"Purple Rain Yin Needle!"
Just when Zhang Sanfeng felt a sudden palpitation behind him, Wei Xunxue's coquettish voice instantly sounded.
Zhang Sanfeng looked back and saw dozens of blood-devouring ants nailed there by silver needles.
"Thank you!" Zhang Sanfeng was still expressionless, but his heart was a little loose.
Wei Xunxue's "Purple Rain Yin Needle" shuttled and flew between the mountains and forests, bringing bursts of pink halo, Zhang Sanfeng looked carefully, and wherever the Yin Needle went, there would be several blood-devouring ants penetrated.
Zhang Sanfeng is not to be outdone, the evil sword is sharp, with the support of Haoran righteousness, it is really sharp, Zhang Sanfeng gritted his teeth, and the second level of the word "disease" is also running to the extreme, and only a shadow of white and blue can be seen between the walks.
Phew!
This one by one the blood-eating ants were killed under the sword by Zhang Sanfeng's evil sword, and I don't know how long it took to kill, Zhang Sanfeng's flesh that had completed the foundation building was tired enough, but the corpses of the blood-eating ants were piled up higher and higher: "No, if you don't go on like this, you will not be eaten by the blood-eating ants and die, you will be exhausted to death." Poisonous lady, aren't you good at using poison, dare to find a way to solve it. ”
At the critical juncture, Wei Xunxue didn't think about what Zhang Sanfeng called herself: "This blood-devouring ant is naturally yin and evil, and is extremely afraid of fire!" It's a pity that I'm a water poison dual attribute. ”
"Fire? It's not like I'm going to die, my brother is a water attribute, water and fire are mutually restrictive, what is this! ! Is there any other way for the poisonous lady? Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but ask.
"Nope! I didn't expect that I, Wei Xunxue, would die with someone I knew for two or three days, maybe this is fate! Wei Xunxue said with emotion while waving a long whip.
"No, I don't know who my parents are, I can't die, I still have to ask why they don't want me!" Zhang Sanfeng gritted his teeth and thought. But at the same time, the figures of Zhong Ling, Pan Jinlian, Su Zhen and Nu Lu also appeared in Zhang Sanfeng's heart.
Su Zhen's figure appeared, which made Zhang Sanfeng confused, but Zhang Sanfeng didn't think much about it.
"Hades, are you there?" Zhang Sanfeng asked while holding a sword in one hand, dodging and bored.
"What's wrong?" The voice that had been lost for a long time sounded again, and Zhang Sanfeng didn't dare to slack off and tell the story again.
Hades was a little angry when he heard this: "Damn boy, you haven't grown up for such a long time, who said you can't use fire?" You just can't use mortal fire, didn't there be nine nether fires in the Hades mystics that I passed on to you at the beginning? ”
"Nine Nether Fires?" Zhang Sanfeng looked sluggish, after being reminded by the king of Hades for so long, Zhang Sanfeng only remembered that he still had the identity of meditation cultivation, and it was no wonder that Zhang Sanfeng had ordered that the lowest things passed on to him by the king of Hades could only be used above the foundation building period.
And this Nine Netherworld Fire is precisely the supernatural power that can be cultivated during the foundation building period, and it is actually not appropriate to say that it can be cultivated, it is the most elementary Yin Ghost Fire that can be cultivated.
"I, Lord Hades, you won't let me practice temporarily, right?" Zhang Sanfeng complained a little weakly.
"Okay, you can do it yourself, I'm going to raise my soul." Hades greatly ignored Zhang Sanfeng no more.
"Poison lady, can you protect me first? I need to cultivate a supernatural power! Zhang Sanfeng gritted his teeth and said to Wei Xunxue.
"Will you trust me?" Wei Xunxue did not directly answer Zhang Sanfeng's question, but asked back.
"Yes! I believe that as long as you are not stupid, you will know that we are grasshoppers on a rope. Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Wei Xunxue and said.
"Okay, I'll take care of you!"
Zhang Sanfeng didn't speak either, retreated to Wei Xunxue's side while fighting, and sat down cross-legged.
I saw Wei Xunxue holding a whip in her right hand, pinching her fingers with her left hand, the black clothes on her body were windless, and a pink light mask wrapped the two of them in it, and countless blood-devouring ants climbed up along the light mask, and in less than a moment, the two of them were drowned in the ant colony.
Zhang Sanfeng knew that this was Wei Xunxue who used all his mana for protection, once he failed, not only would he die, but Wei Xunxue would also die, she was completely in the hands of herself, from this moment on, Zhang Sanfeng regarded Wei Xunxue as a friend completely, whether Wei Xunxue was a fairy or a witch, Zhang Sanfeng regarded her as a friend.
Legend has it that heaven and earth have not yet separated, the universe is chaotic, there is no light but darkness. There was a giant named Pangu who slept in this chaos for 18,000 years.
Pangu suddenly woke up. When he saw that it was pitch black, he picked up his great axe and slashed at the darkness before him. I heard a loud bang, and the chaotic things gradually separated. What is light and clear, slowly rises, and becomes the sky; Something heavy and cloudy, slowly descending, turned into the ground. Since when has there been light.
And a wisp of fire between heaven and earth is born in the darkest of darkness.
The boundless darkness, the death-like emptiness, Zhang Sanfeng only felt that his whole body was so cold, cold to the bone marrow, such a cold, as if not only the body, but also the heart was cold, and he felt like he was going to die.
No, I can't throw in the towel, and she believes in me!
Seeking Snow! This name appeared in Zhang Sanfeng's heart.
Yin to the extreme, dark to the extreme is the nine shades! With a flash of inspiration, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly brightened, and as far as he could see, the dark blue ghost fire ignited, Zhang Sanfeng actually didn't know, and the king of Hades was not sure that Zhang Sanfeng would be able to cultivate the ghost fire. Because the Nine Nether Flames have always been an untold secret of the high-level of the underworld, and even few ghosts and gods have cultivated it, not to mention that Zhang Sanfeng cultivates with a human body, in fact, it has to be said that this is Zhang Sanfeng's luck.
Hades ordered the soul to be cast, forming the body of the Yin, and because it was wrapped in blood devouring ants, there was no trace of light in it, and in the darkness, he felt Wei Xunxue's trust and realized the origin of Yin Fire.
"The Nine Shades of the Netherworld, the Netherworld is the foundation, and the fire of the cathode rises!" At the moment when the Weixun Snow shield broke, Zhang Sanfeng's Yin Ghost Fire finally formed.
Zhang Sanfeng was full of excitement, where else did he care, and the dark blue flames burst out in an instant.
Countless blood-devouring ants were burned to death in Zhang Sanfeng's ghost fire, crackling and emitting a foul smell. The blood-devouring ants transformed by the flesh and blood of these evil spirits gradually died out under the fire of Zhang Sanfeng's ghosts.