Letting the skeleton wail endlessly, Thirteen Lang looked back at Ding Dong again, frowning.

Chubby is dead, Shisanlang claims that he can be resurrected in a different way, and he has no clue whether he can do it or how to do it, and Brother Gray's life is on the verge that even Dingdong is "infected", and he must find a way to crack it, and it must be fast.

The multicolored light in it, it is not accurate to say that it is a curse, first of all, the curse technique cannot be fed, and the actions of the young man can be seen that he can recycle it and fill it into himself, maybe because of the great compensation. Secondly, the way of the curse can indeed be transmitted through guò, but there is no reason to sneak into it and hibernate it, as if it has spiritual intelligence.

Is it because the level of the curse is too high, or is this the unique characteristic of the immeasurable eon?

Thirteen Lang didn't understand, and he didn't ask the young man who cast the spell - that is, Tai Sui, or "robbery", he knew that now was not the time, Tai Sui was not only not afraid of death, but also wished to be killed a few more times, what to threaten.

There must be a way to make him afraid, and before he does it, interrogation is tantamount to a waste of saliva and futile.

Then you can only rely on yourself.

The Dao Ring Seal is just a seal, and after the seal, the things inside can't escape, and the things outside can't get in, including Thirteen Lang himself. Brother Gray is terminally ill, and Thirteen Lang discovers that his seal can't stop her vitality from dissipating, and as for Clank, it can't tear her soul apart.

The way you can figure it out: test the poison by yourself!

didn't witness it with his own eyes, and Shisanlang deduced from the time, for example, Brother Gray should have been cursed first, and Cheng Dù was much bigger than Chubby. But it has been supported for a longer time, proving that this curse can be resisted; now Brother Gray has not cultivated, at best, he is just a well-blooded, relatively strong donkey, it can resist, Thirteen Lang has nothing to fear. With what he had just realized, Jusanro felt that he could seal it even if he was the least of them. If you really can't do it, you can also get rid of it and withdraw from this world.

It didn't take long for Jusan Lang to make the decision to let go of the protection and touch Fat with his own hands, he quickly noticed that the colored light bars had burrowed into his body, but unfortunately it did not absorb the soul like it did in Ding Dong's body, but honestly hibernated.

At the expense of his life, he only got this result. Jusan Lang was disappointed.

God has already tried what he thinks, but he can't see any reason, and if he doesn't move, he can't look for flaws. Thirteen Lang didn't know how to curse, he didn't know where to start, and besides, the curse was different from ordinary Taoism, so he didn't dare to move lightly.

There is no way to force it to move, but Thirteen Lang pins his hopes on Jin Wu, hoping that its insight will help; There is no space artifact. It's so hard to do something so simple. After thinking about it, he could only seal Fat Fat together with the ball of light, and then add an ordinary ban to the outer ring, completely isolating the inside and outside.

After that, Thirteen Lang took the air mass that Tai Sui spit out before, and after a rough look, he found that it was different from the color light ball, and it was difficult to say where the specific difference was, in short, Thirteen Lang was not good enough, and there were too many things that he didn't understand.

It's actually normal to think about it. Tai Sui came from the immeasurable calamity, and now it is like the golden crow at the beginning. An empty shell without strength is equivalent to a tiger with its claws pulled out. If it is normal, the Heavenly Dao can't help it, and the study can't be thorough, what kind of role is Thirteen Lang, and he is not qualified to face it at all.

"Mess with God, don't mess with me. "Hands busy. Hate in his heart, Thirteen Lang thought silently.

Just as he was thinking about it, Jusan Lang noticed something and turned his head to look at the hole that had been exposed. In sight, the few remaining flying ants were busy back and forth. Carry back the dead ones and give them to their mothers.

"Spirit-weary ants are still spirit-weary, never wasted, huh?"

In the emotion, Shisanlang found an extremely unusual thing, and his eyes lit up.

The queen ant's wisdom is not very high, but its most basic discrimination ability is never bad;

"Is it true that you don't recognize the danger, or"

It's hard to imagine that the queen ant who has transformed into an ordinary ant has the ability to solve it, but the fact is in front of you, when the corpses of those flying ants are carried back by the same kind, the queen ant quickly picks out a part of it and begins to devour it.

"Really?!"

Shocked at the same time, Thirteen Lang hurriedly took action, collected all the remaining corpses of those flying ants that had no time to move, and then blocked them with forbidden laws.

The flying ants are gone, they don't know who Thirteen Lang is, and they don't hesitate to attack, of course, Thirteen Lang won't hurt them, and they won't be hurt by them, let those little things gnaw off their teeth, and don't want to touch a single hair of his hair.

"Ahh

At this time, the howl came, and Tai Sui gathered his body again, and just picked up his head, he was scattered by Thirteen Lang's punch.

"The third time. ”

Scattered, but did not touch those scattered light bars, Thirteen Lang let it be resurrected again and again, getting stronger and stronger each time, and at the same time experiencing the coldness and severe pain of death again and again.

"It makes a difference in whose hands you die. "This is the conclusion reached by Tai Sui Tong Guò from personal experience, and I have not had a chance to say it

The queen ant eats very slowly, and there seems to be a screening, Jusan Lang has been watching carefully, and slowly summed up some "rules that I don't know if they are regular".

First, it will not directly eat Tai Sui's body, such as the broken bones and hair bitten by flying ants, and the queen ant will not touch it, and its own people will all move away.

Second, when it devoured the corpse of the flying ants, it did not swallow it as a whole as Thirteen Lang knew, and the parts and order of the takings were particular. For example, it eats the most wings, the least feet, tastes the stomach occasionally, and then must swallow several pairs of pincers. It is worth mentioning that the queen ant can't sit on her own in these things, and now she has no thoughts, but as long as it wants to do it, there are always flying ants next to it who understand the meaning and actively do it for her.

The latter is not surprising, Jushiro's focus is on the choices and sequences, trying to find out the unusual. Of course, what he is most concerned about is the result, this queen ant eats so many things that are stained with the smell of Tai Sui, will it be okay?

After a while, Jusan Lang noticed the third sign, the queen ant was still excreting while devouring, and kept excreting. It's not over.

"How so?"

When it comes to disgusting spirit ants, no one is more familiar with them than Thirteen Lang, and his habits, love and hatred are clear in his chest. Although it has changed its appearance here, Shisanlang still recognizes it at a glance, which is quite kind.

Now the feeling has changed, looking at the queen ant who keeps eating and keeps arranging. Shisanlang felt strange and weird, and intuitively told him that it must make sense for the queen ant to do this, and when the time is ripe, something will happen.

The wait was long and boring, and after a while, the queen ant ate all the carcasses that had been carried in by the flying ants, and it was still not enough, and she began to crawl towards the entrance of the hole, and the flying ants became anxious. The pressure on Thirteen Lang's side has increased "greatly", and he wisely sent out a part of the banned ant corpse and continued to observe.

Taking advantage of the queen's movement, Jusan Lang cast a small spell to retrieve the remains of the ant corpses that he refused to eat, trying to find out the reason.

It doesn't look special, Thirteen Lang was a little disappointed, it just so happened that Tai Sui recovered again, and Thirteen Lang took him as the object of anger. Destroy with one punch.

"Roar!"

The pain turned into rage, and the anger was uncontrollable. The bare skeleton roared silently, its teeth bumping.

"If you like to die, you can enjoy it slowly, and there are many kinds. ”

While introducing Tai Sui to his future life, Thirteen Lang threw away the remains, picked out a few from the forbidden corpse ants, and put them in his hands to look carefully.

"Wings. Legs, feet, tongs, belly"

Count one by one, look at it one by one, Thirteen Lang is dedicated to three purposes. Fortunately, there is nothing to threaten him except Tai Sui, so he doesn't have to worry about accidents.

I've seen a lot, I've been waiting for a long time, there is no abnormality on the queen's side, and there is a harvest on Thirteen Lang's side, if it is a harvest.

On the surface, the difference is in the color.

The color of the wings developed towards the light, the legs and feet became darker and darker, and the belly was slightly purple, and as for the pair of pincers that stood out in particular, the color was heavy but dull and chaotic.

"The key is spirits?"

Comparing them one by one, Thirteen Lang fell into a deep groan.

The flying ants here are from the spirit aversion ants, according to the rules of the realm soul extraction, only the body is taken without cultivation, so the spirit aversion ants become ordinary flying ants, but after all, they are a cross between spirit and demons, which are completely different from the native flying ants, and therefore have unusual strength and dominate one side.

The appearance of the spirit disgusting ant is jet black, as it grows, its wings become silver, and its legs and feet are shiny like magic paint, so can it represent the attributes of spirits and demons?

If so, what does the purple of the belly represent, and what does it mean to have chaos?

Time passed without a trace in his thoughts, and before he knew it, a day had passed, and Shisanlang raised his eyes and found that Ding Dong was still asleep, and Brother Gray's wheezing became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart.

Brother Gray couldn't hold it anymore, its vitality was lost too much, its shiny fur was gray and decayed, and even its body was shrinking as a whole.

"Fourth!"

With a backhand punch to destroy Tai Sui, Thirteen Lang noticed that his recovery speed was getting slower and slower, and if this continued, it would take more than a day to die a few more times and successfully converge, so that Thirteen Lang could spare his free time and see the Golden Crow in the sky. In addition, no matter what method is not guaranteed, Shisanlang does not dare to move.

With nothing to do at both ends, Thirteen Lang turned his gaze to the queen ant again, and happened to catch up with it just as it was about to devour its wings, and he had an idea.

A wisp of breath shot out from his fingers, pure spiritual power, containing a little essence element, like a majestic wind that could not be blown away and sent to the front of the queen ant.

The fat bug froze, and after a while, it pounced like crazy, and its fat body dragged wet marks on the ground and devoured it greedily.

The greedy gesture is not the belly, the queen only takes two or three puffs before stopping, twisting her body a few times, turning around and going to the corpses again.

Thirteen Lang's eyes flashed, and he exchanged his mana for a demonic path.

The queen ant smelled the breath and moved, turned around and pounced again, gobbling down only one bite.

Changing the spiritual power again, the queen ant didn't buy it, and turned around to find the ant corpse to devour the stomach, followed by the claw, so after two or three times, it turned around, squirmed straight to the place where the previous breath was stored, and nodded again and again.

"Well done!"

At least half of the inner guess was proven, and for the first time since the distress, Thirteen Lang's hanging heart finally let go a little bit.

"It's better than hopeless. He said in his heart

(To be continued......)