Chapter Forty-Eight: Transforming into a Spirit

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Seeing this, Feng Ling waved his hand again and again to defend: "It's none of my business, I didn't kill him." Then he whispered to himself, "It's actually this kid's protΓ©gΓ©, I hope he won't find out." ”

Wan Tian knew that Feng Ling had misunderstood, but looking at Feng Ling's expression, there should be something to hide from him.

"When did you find him dead here?"

"Ah, this morning. Oh no, how do I know how he ended up dying here. Feng Ling was glared at by Wan Tian, and his tone suddenly became messy.

"It seems that the seniors still want to taste the taste of being bitten by ten thousand ants. Wan Tian said coldly, the words fell, turned his palm into a claw, and grabbed Feng Ling.

Feng Ling saw that Wan Tian was really moving, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "I said, I said." ”

"Hmph, I advise my seniors to be honest, otherwise I don't dare to guarantee that there will be such patience next time, give me an honest explanation. ”

Feng Ling's face was like a bitter melon, and he said, "I found him here when I came out of the Proud Sword Sect this morning, but he really wasn't killed by me. ”

"I know, with your cultivation, it's almost as good as him killing you. ”

"Well, the young man is really smart and understands the righteousness. ”

Feng Ling hurriedly sent it with a sycophant, but Wan Tian stretched out his hand in front of him and said, "Bring it!"

Feng Ling was immediately dumbfounded, and replied in a daze: "What to take?"

"Things, my Wanshan Sect's things, don't tell me that you didn't get anything from him, unless you want to ......" Wan Tian said, the corners of his eyes slanted towards the dense desert stone ants, and the threat was self-evident.

"Shaoxia, my little ancestor. Feng Ling cried, "I swear I really ......"

"Your swear is like farting, don't talk nonsense, don't force me to do it, get it quickly. Wan Tian looked very impatient, but in his heart he secretly despised it, this old man is also very bold, I really don't know how he dared to come to the Proud Sword Sect to steal things.

In desperation, Feng Ling had no choice but to take out a few things from his arms and put them in front of Wan Tian with a painful face.

"That's all he has. ”

Wan Tian looked at it, a ring, a small porcelain vase and a few fragments of spars, and there were a few small holes in the spars, which seemed to have been eaten by stone ants.

"Is there really none?" asked Wan Tianban.

Feng Ling cried and said, "My little ancestor, that's really all there is. ”

"Hmph, it's better to be so, otherwise..... Hmph!"

Wan Tian said, casually picking up the ring, and at the same time, a faint trace of worry flashed on Feng Ling's face.

The ring style is simple, carved with a strange pattern, it looks like a warship, look at it from another angle, but it looks like a strange-shaped weapon, and on its side, a few small characters are blurred, and under careful identification, only to see the words "Sumeru Divine Ring" clearly.

Wan Tian turned the ring over and over in confusion, except for feeling extraordinary, he didn't find anything strange, and in a blink of an eye, he found that Feng Ling was looking at him with a mouse.

"Do you know the ring?"

Feng Ling shook his head again and again: "How do I know." ”

"Didn't you say that you have seen countless treasures, why didn't you even see this ring?" Wan Tian sneered, "I originally wanted to give you this ring, but now it seems that I still forget it." ”

After that, Wan Tian put the ring on his finger and saw Feng Ling stunned.

The small porcelain bottle contained the Spirit Heart Pill, although it was a rare auxiliary pill for ordinary cultivators, but for Wan Tian who had the Senluo Divine Tree, it was worthless, and as for those spars, Wan Tian had all put them away.

"Here, give it back!" Wan Tian threw the Spirit Heart Pill to Feng Ling, silently glanced at Aoki's wreckage, and turned around to leave.

At the same time, suddenly there was a throbbing of the Senluo Divine Tree in his chest, as if begging Wantian to continue walking.

Wan Tian raised his eyes and looked ahead, only to see the yellow sand all over the ground, with no end in sight, and there was nothing special about it, but the throbbing of the Senluo Divine Tree became more and more frequent, which made Wan Tian strange.

"Where does the front lead?" asked Wan Tian.

When Feng Ling heard this, a few vague looks flashed in his eyes, and he replied nonchalantly: "It's just a desert, nothing out of the ordinary." However, I advise you not to go forward, if you encounter desert war ants, your life and mine will be in jeopardy. ”

"Desert war ants, what is that?" Wan Tian asked curiously.

Feng Ling explained: "The desert war ant is actually the warrior in the desert stone ant, specifically responsible for protecting the queen ant, each war ant has the cultivation of the late stage of the spiritual realm, and the cultivation of you and me is ......."

Wan Tian understood, but he said, "Okay, then I want to see it more." ”

Feng Ling was shocked: "I'll go, don't take me with you if you kid wants to die!"

"I didn't say I'm going to take you there, you can leave at any time. Wan Tian smiled, and the teasing in his eyes continued.

"You!" Feng Ling was so angry that he almost burst out, but he looked at the stone ants around him, and said with a smile in a blink of an eye, "Shaoxia, there is really nothing to look at in front, it's better to hurry up and return to the Proud Sword Sect." ”

"Then whatever you want. ”

"Hey, boy, I'm not going to play with you like this. As a last resort, Feng Ling had no choice but to hurry up, he didn't want to be another skeleton here.

Behind them, the desert stone ants swarmed up, and when they left, Aoki's wreckage was gone, leaving only a little white powder, which was completely disappeared after being swept up by the wind and sand.

The yellow sand is all over the sky, and as far as the eye can see, it is all monotonous yellow* color, and barrenness and loneliness have become the only theme here.

Two figures walked slowly among them, followed closely by a mass of desert stone ants.

Wan Tian glanced back at these reluctant desert stone ants, and checked the ant repellent rosin in his arms, and couldn't help but be a little worried, but Senluo Shenshu repeatedly urged him forward, which made Wan Tian helpless.

Wan Chongluan once said that there are some wood-attribute spiritual objects between heaven and earth that can help the Senluo Divine Tree grow, and now that the Senluo Divine Tree is throbbing like this, maybe there may really be heaven and earth spiritual objects ahead, so Wantian doesn't want to miss it.

After walking for about two hours, the desert stone ants that had been following behind them suddenly passed by Wan Tian and the others, and then blocked in the direction they were going.

Wantian took a step forward, and it was strange that these desert stone ants were not afraid of repelling ant rosin, and they didn't take a step back, which made Wantian strange.

However, after a closer look, Wan Tian was surprised to find that it was not that these desert stone ants were not afraid of repelling ant rosin, but that they would rather be smoked to death by the unique smell of rosin than retreat.

Feng Ling showed a solemn look at this time and warned: "Boy, you can't move forward any further, otherwise you will really encounter war ants." ”

Wan Tian frowned, thinking that he had come here, and if he went back, he would have lost all his efforts along the way. But these stone ants have made Wan Tian helpless, if he really encounters the so-called war ants, will he be able to escape calmly?

The throbbing of the Senluo Divine Tree became more frequent and intense, and a little bit of ghostly light bloomed through its chest, if it wasn't for the fact that it was still weak at this time, Wan Tian felt that it might have to jump out on its own.

To go in or not to go in?

Wan Tian hesitated, and suddenly Feng Ling pointed ahead and exclaimed: "War ants, war ants!"

Following the fingers, Wan Tian was shocked again.

I saw a stone ant the size of a calf coming slowly, its sharp fangs shining coldly in the sun, and a pair of cold eyes staring at the two of them.

"I said I wouldn't come, what should I do now?" Feng Ling was so anxious that he complained repeatedly.

"What to do? Of course it's a war. Wan Tian put away his shocked heart, said lightly, and stepped out, and his spiritual power surged like a spring.

"Boy, you don't want to die, this is equivalent to the late stage of the Enlightenment Realm, you are a mid-stage rookie, what are you strong?" Feng Ling actually reminded him kindly.

Wan Tian suddenly took a step forward again, and countless stone ants under his feet were smoked by the rosin, and suddenly squeaked, and finally couldn't resist the rich stimulating taste of the rosin, and spread out in all directions.

However, as the war ants approached, these stone ants did not besiege them, but hid one after another, which made Feng Ling breathe a sigh of relief.

"Silly boy, are you crazy?"

Wan Tian didn't answer, and with a backhand throw, it had become like an egg-sized rosin and flew over.

"If you're scared, go yourself. ”

"You! you're really too long!" Feng Ling scolded, but an unspeakable look flashed on his face.

Wan Tian didn't take this seemingly terrifying war ant in his eyes, he was able to tie with Long Xuanyu of the Spirit Realm, and it was naturally not a problem to deal with the late stage of the Spirit Realm.

The appearance of war ants made the stone ants retreat, which was good news for Wantian.

Wan Tian stomped his feet and rushed towards the war ants, the spiritual power in his hands surged, and the blue and gold spiritual power separated from the body, turning into a long sword, directly taking the eyes of the war ants, and at the same time, the war ants also waved their strong legs and rushed over.

"Actually transformed into a spiritual form, isn't this unique to the Spiritual Realm?" Feng Ling said with a shocked expression, his eyes full of color.

Wan Tian and the war ants staggered by, the blue and gold spiritual power long sword collapsed inch by inch, and the war ants fell to the ground with a thud, the dark green blood flowed out, soaked the sand, and a fishy smell spread.

"This ....." Feng Ling's eyes widened in shock, and he was speechless for a long time.

Wan Tian glanced at the corpse of the war ant, and was still quite satisfied with the fatality of this blow, if it was only the power of Mingbi, it might not be able to achieve such an effect, but he who had just fused the sharp golden spiritual power, but he had this possibility.

"Boy, I can't see it, it's okay!" Feng Ling sighed, a pair of eyes exploring back and forth on Wan Tian's body.

However, before the two of them had time to rejoice, suddenly there was a rumbling sound around them, and the stone ants that had just been hiding in the sand suddenly poured out at this moment, and quickly retreated in the direction they came.

Just when the two were puzzled, dozens of war ants approached with a vengeful step, and the three war ants led by them were larger, like the king of adult beasts, striding forward.

"It's miserable, it's miserable!" Feng Ling said with a sad face.