After Dongfang Mo left, he quickly returned to his residence in Miaoyin Temple, and after opening the many prohibitions, he first took out the seven Miao Tree that had dried up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After checking it over and over again, there was a look of joy and sorrow on his face.

Happily, he found that although the Seven Wonders Tree was dry, there was still a faint mass of vitality at the root, so the tree should not be completely dead.

The worry is that although his soul infusion technique has an effect on the Seven Miao Tree, the vitality in this tree has not grown in the slightest, and it is still unknown whether the tree can survive.

After Dongfang Mo sighed, he put the tree into the wooden box again and sealed it.

This wooden box is also something left by Gu Su Wan'er back then, although the grade is not as good as the thousand chassis, but it can preserve the vitality of the Qimiao Tree and will not completely dissipate.

In the future, if he can find something like the Spiritual Rest, he may be able to revive the tree. It's just that kind of treasure, there shouldn't be one in this star field.

After putting the wooden box away, he took out the fist-sized white callus again.

At the same time, the spirit beast bag around his waist shook again, and he could feel that the magic sand was extremely manic, but fortunately he had re-refined the insect cultivation bag, otherwise he really couldn't trap these spirit insects.

Dongfang Mo put the white cocoon in front of his eyes and carefully observed the crystal beads in it.

"It's supposed to be an egg!"

After touching his chin, he said.

And he dared to guess that these insect eggs should have been in the form of some kind of spirit worm, but after devouring the Demon Pole Iron, they fell into a deep sleep, waiting for the next advancement.

"Even the hard metal like Demon Pole Iron can be devoured, and the eggs are crystal colored, are these spirit insects ...... Iron-winged golden mantis! ”

At the end of the words, Dongfang Mo exclaimed.

The Iron-winged Golden Mantis, that is the fifteenth spirit insect on the list of strange insects.

The top ten on the list of strange insects are all mutant spirit worms, so this worm is obviously not in this column. However, this insect is known for its penchant for devouring metal, as well as for the monk's magic weapon.

Except for the few supernatural powers in the world that can be restrained, the iron-winged golden mantis can be said to have no natural enemies.

Moreover, the defense power of this spirit insect itself can only be described as terrifying. No matter how powerful an attack falls on them, it can hardly leave a scar.

Looking at the eggs in front of him, Dongfang Mo was shocked in his heart.

But then there was a hint of ecstasy on his face.

I saw that he bit the tip of his index finger without hesitation, and then dripped the red essence blood into the white cocoon in his hand, dyeing a large piece of insect eggs bright red.

Immediately, he recited words in his mouth and performed the blood refining technique, trying to refine these insect eggs.

If he had this kind of anti-heaven spirit insect in his hand, even if he was a real person, I am afraid he would only have to retreat.

But the next moment, he found that the Blood Refining Technique had no effect on these spirit insects.

He had the way of cultivating insects in his hands, and he had killed a lot of people in the Ten Thousand Gu Sect at the beginning, so he also knew several other methods of refining spirit insects, since this most commonly used blood refining technique did not work, he did not hesitate to use the blood cultivation technique, as well as the divine alchemy technique.

However, after a full day passed, Dongfang Mo used various means, but none of them had any effect.

In the end, he had to stop.

"It should be that these spirit insects have grown to the point of extremely high grade, and with the power of Xiaodao's current bloodline, they can't be refined." Dongfang Mo muttered to himself.

And he guessed that even if his spiritual root mutated and the power of his bloodline exploded, he should not be able to refine these spirit insects, after all, those insect eggs just now had no reaction at all. His spiritual root mutation only increased his strength by about three times.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly looked down at the spirit insect bag on his waist, and then a ray of essence appeared in his eyes.

He couldn't refine the iron-winged golden mantis, and if these insect eggs broke out of their shells, he didn't have to think about it to know that he was definitely not an opponent.

In that case, why didn't he use these eggs directly to feed the magic sand. In this case, it should be able to make the magic sand advanced again, and maybe it can also have some special abilities of the Iron Winged Gold Mantis attached.

Moreover, from the fact that the magic sand in the spirit worm bag around his waist was already extremely violent, it could be seen that these spirit insects were extremely eager for the eggs of the iron-winged golden mantis.

It's just that the only thing that worries him is whether the Demon Sand will explode and die after devouring these insect eggs, after all, the eggs of these iron-winged golden mantis are much higher grade than the Demon Sand.

But after only being silent for a while, Dongfang Mo was moved, and released half of the magic sand in the spirit insect bag, and the other half continued to stay in the bag.

Looking at the undulating magic sand hovering in mid-air, Dongfang Mo could feel these mutated spirit insects, and in the face of the eggs in his hand, in addition to longing, there was also a trace of fear.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo no longer hesitated, and threw the white cocoon in his hand towards the top of his head.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, the magic sand also seemed to explode with ferocity, and after a tingling of scalp insects came, these mutated spirit insects the size of rice grains all pounced on it, wrapping the white cocoon, and then there was a clattering gnawing sound among them.

That layer of white cocoons was okay, and it was eaten by the magic sand in a moment, but the eggs of those iron-winged golden mantis were extremely hard, and the speed of the magic sand was extremely slow.

In this process of gnawing, Dongfang Mo waited attentively for ten days, and during this time, he had also been observing the actions of those old monsters in the infant realm under the Great Array of Stealing the Sky and the Sun through the shadows.

The shadow was still cultivating in the foundation building period, and it was difficult for even Bu Zhenren to find it at night, but now it has broken through to the Ning Dan Realm, and in the dark environment underground, those old monsters in the Infant Realm don't want to discover it.

Ten days later, the magic sand in the air above his head finally devoured all the eggs of the iron-winged golden mantis.

Now these spirit insects the size of a grain of rice, their bodies have expanded in a large circle, and they are the size of fingers, alternating black and white, with hideous expressions and extremely terrifying. The breath on their bodies also has a feeling that makes people sweat coldly.

"Bang ......"

But in the next breath, a series of bursting sounds came without warning, and I saw the magic sand in the air suddenly burst open from the position of the abdomen, and then the corpse fell from his eyes with a clatter, smashing on the ground with a crackling sound.

"Damn it!"

Dongfang Mo's expression changed greatly, but he could only watch this scene.

Within a moment, there was an extra black and crushed insect corpse in front of him.

Dongfang Mo was speechless for a long time, and looked at the other half of the Demon Sand in the insect bag on his waist, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, he had foresight, otherwise if the Demon Sand was completely wiped out, he would lose a lot.

"Huh!"

Just when he was shocked and angry, he saw that there seemed to be three faint breaths among the insect corpses under him.

After Dongfang Mo stretched out his hand, he rummaged through the insect corpses for a while, and then he found three finger-sized spirit insects.

The three Demon Sands weren't dead, but their bodies were round, as if they were going to burst open at any moment.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo was shocked and observed for a while, and finally carefully put the three spirit insects into another insect breeding bag, it seemed that they had fallen into a deep sleep.

At this time, the remaining half of the magic sand around his waist began to vibrate again, exuding longing, and seemed to be extremely interested in the insect corpses in that place.

But Dongfang Mo didn't dare to test these spirit insects anymore.

After thinking for a moment, he put away the insect corpses in that place, which might be of great use in the future.

After doing all this, he fell silent with a gloomy expression.

This time, the magic sand lost as much as half, and it was considered that stealing chickens and rice was not successful, but I just don't know if the three sleeping insects can wake up.

But even if he can wake up, in his opinion, only those three spirit worms have a fart. Could it be that the three spirit insects still want to deal with Bu Zhenren's kind of Infant Transformation Realm Great Perfection Cultivator.

……

And just when Dongfang Mo's face was extremely gloomy, at this time, under the Beichen Courtyard of Taiyi Dao Palace, under the Great Array of Stealing the Sky and the Sun.

"What are you thinking about?"

At this time, a middle-aged man's voice resounded in the ears of Bu Zhenren and the old Brahmin woman who were wrapped in white light and black gas.

Hearing this, the two people who were shrouded in light had different expressions.

Bu Zhenren's brows were tightly locked, as if he was thinking about something. And the smiling mask on the face of the Brahmin master turned into a bitter face.