Chapter 283: The Woman in Black

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"Boom!"

The red gourd hovered above the red-faced monk's head, constantly releasing a scorching flame knife, the red-faced monk had long expected that this black monster was not good, and he was fully prepared, no matter how the black beast attacked, he was confident that he would completely kill it with the flame knife.

But I didn't expect that the black giant beast would turn into thousands of ants!

The flame knife was constantly swirling around him, but whenever he touched the iron ants, he would always turn dozens or hundreds of iron ants into ashes, but most of the iron ants had already clinged to his skin, and the slightest mistake in the flame knife would cut the red-faced monk himself!

The red-faced monk only had a momentary mouse-throwing device, and a large number of iron ants burrowed into his body and munched on his internal organs!

The red-faced monk screamed in pain, scratching frantically on his chest with his hands, scratching dozens of deep scars, as if he was going to completely tear open his chest and dig out all the iron ants that were dormant in it!

It's a pity that the iron ants not only exist in his internal organs, but also swim around him along the blood vessels and tendons, even on the back of his green hands, you can still see one small bulge after another, which is moving strangely.

Even next to his eye sockets, more than a dozen iron ants burrowed in and out, and finally bit down hard at his eyeballs.

It was like a ball full of water being pierced by a sharp cone, and a transparent and viscous liquid flowed down the corner of his eye, and the red-faced monk fell into a dark despair in an instant.

He's blind!

Blindness may have been the straw that broke the camel's back, and when the ant tide invaded his body, the red-faced monk's nerves were already tensed to the limit, until at this point, they finally broke like an overly tense bowstring.

The red-faced monk covered his eyes, screamed, and slammed into the woods, the flaming knives that swirled around him and stabbed him in the chest, piercing his chest through a shocking hole, and burning all his internal organs to blacken.

The pain of such a flame burning body, ordinary people would have been unable to endure it for a long time, and he would have passed out, but after all, this red-faced monk was a condensation stage monk, and his strength was incomparably strong, and he was not dead in such a situation, a grotesque smile appeared on his face, and his hands were scorched in the blackened wound on his chest, and he pulled out his bloody organs and iron ants together, threw them under his feet, and burned them all with flames!

Every time he pulled out a piece of minced meat, the red-faced monk would breathe a sigh of relief with satisfaction, as if he had removed a fatal poisonous sore, normal people could see that there were already so many iron ants in his body that it was impossible to remove them in this way, but unfortunately he had fallen into a state of madness, and the only thought echoing in the depths of his brain was that he must dig out all the iron ants in his body!

In the end, he even crossed his two fingers, snapped out the two cracked eyeballs, and threw them on the ground, like two grapes that had been trampled flat.

The iron ants were still in and out of his seven orifices, not affected at all, desperately devouring them.

As the iron ants bit off the blood vessels, meridians, and muscle bundles of the red-faced monk, the red-faced monk's scalp-numbing self-mutilation finally stopped, and he slowly knelt on the ground, his mouth squirming, and he didn't know what he was saying, and his empty eye sockets looked ahead, and a team of iron ants crawled out of the eye sockets, crawling on the bloody face for a while, and then crawling down his mouth again.

When Wu Ye walked in front of him, the red-faced monk was already dead, and there was only a light empty shell left on the ground, Wu Ye kicked lightly, and the empty shell rolled on the spot three times, and a large number of iron ants crawled out of the corpse and re-condensed into a black monster, crawling at Wu Ye's feet, meekly rubbing Wu Ye's ankles. ...,

It's just that the size of this little beast is half smaller than the black giant beast just now.

Wu Ye knew that in the fight with the red-faced monk just now, nearly half of the iron ants had died under the Flame Knife.

"Although the ant tide is sharp, but the iron ants I can control are still too few after all, to deal with a mere condensation stage monk, I will consume half of the iron ants, this is still a casualty under the sudden attack!

Wu Ye thought that after this confrontation, he must find a way, either to increase the individual combat ability of each iron ant, or to increase the number of iron ants he manipulates, otherwise, he can still only fight at the level of a condensing stage monk, and he will not dare to compete with a real master at all!

However, no matter how difficult the process was, the first action of the iron ant was finally Dafa Li City, and Wu Ye ripped off the red-faced monk's storage bag in a big way, and together with the red gourd and the eighteen array flags, they were included in the Five Yin Transformation Divine Ring, and then, towards the second target.

The second target he chose was the octopus-like friar, dressed in black robes and wielding four long black whips.

This friar may not be as strong as the red-faced monk, but she is as fast as she is, and she relies on several long black whips like octopus tentacles, moving from tree to tree, leaping and jumping, and she is about to escape the entanglement of plants!

Wu Ye naturally wouldn't let her escape from the tiger's mouth so easily, and with a cruel laugh, the black beast condensed by iron ants was released again.

Although it was half smaller, its speed was more than double, and this little black beast no longer looked like a cheetah, but like an incomparably dexterous bobcat, and pounced on the lower abdomen of the black-clothed nun!

The black-clothed nun was suspended in mid-air, completely relying on a few leather whips to move around the big trees, the appearance of the black beast did not make her panic at all, and with a bite of the silver teeth, a long whip came out of her crotch and slammed it on the top of the black beast's head!

"Smack!"

The little black beast was suddenly torn apart, and countless small black dots fell to the ground one after another, turning into a plate of loose sand!

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

Wu Ye was taken aback, only to see that most of the iron ants that had been scattered did not condense again, but lay on all fours on the ground, their tentacles and limbs twitching, and it seemed that their lives were short.

Obviously, the leather whip of this black-clothed nun is also a magic weapon with hidden magical powers, and it is by no means as simple as an ordinary leather whip!

The black-clothed nun didn't even look at it, and at the moment when the black beast was scattered, her speed increased again, and she jumped up to the canopy in an instant! If you like this work, you are welcome to () subscribe, reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )...... ,

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