The flying ants were like a dark cloud, and they swarmed up without waiting for Thirteen Lang to give the command, firmly enclosing the Wind Splitting Beast in the middle of the mountain.

The next moment, they swooped down on the Wind Splitter Beast in a desperate manner, not knowing how much coercion it had brought to them by the difference in rank. In Thirteen Lang's feelings, these flying ants seem to have been ordered to die by the queen ant, even if all of them are killed, this Wind Splitting Beast must be killed.

The flying ant has no thoughts, but the queen ant has already begun to understand the mind: it is half instinctive and half guessing that it realizes that today means great to it, either to die completely, or to ascend to heaven and attain enlightenment, and from then on embark on a path that cannot be compared with its kind.

If Thirteen Lang is defeated and dies, the queen ant will naturally die: on the contrary, if it can devour a fourth-level demonic beast that has absorbed a large amount of the power of heaven and earth, it will be tantamount to a rain from heaven to it, and it will not be able to let go of the immortal fate that it cannot let go!

What is the death of a flying ant, as long as the queen ant is willing, its offspring are endless. If she could devour this Wind Splitter, even if only a part of it, the queen would have a good chance of completing her advancement. In that case, not only will its strength increase, but its lifespan will also be greatly increased, and it will seek more.

This is not a joke, but the queen ant's real feelings.

Because the changes of heaven and earth have dissipated, the flying ants are low-spirited creatures that no longer have fear: they are the most fearless warriors, and they are also the most dedicated creatures. One by one, the flying ants pounced on the Wind Splitter, even if they could only pierce their mouthparts and be shattered before they could suck it.

The Windbreaker is scared!

It's no longer the vague ominousness it had before, but it really feels the danger of death, and it doesn't even bother to look at these flying ants: it can kill hundreds of them with a wind blade in its hand, and the wind that rolls up its body is enough to make it impossible for the flying ants to get close, let alone attack its body.

However, at this moment, the Wind Splitter Beast sadly discovered that these flying ants evolved from demon mosquitoes turned out to be like themselves, and they didn't know what shit luck they had taken, and they had undergone a second mutation.

They are fiercer, more fearless, more fierce, and more cunning.

They attack everything, they are omnipresent, there are no taboos. Like that contemptible human, he attacked the most unbearable part of himself every time.

The eyes, nostrils, and even the formidable fanged mouth are full of flying ants. There are a few flying ants that are especially vicious and actually burrow into its ears, and there are three urgent places!

As long as it can cause it pain, these flying ants are even willing to enter through its mouth, just to be able to bite it once and suck it again.

As for the key point that was attacked by humans before, it has become the favored object of many flying ants: if it weren't for the large number of flying ants, I am afraid that they will stare at it and not give it any respite.

It can't escape and can't escape: because of Thirteen Lang's desperate kick, the lower half of the Wind Splitting Beast's body has been twitching, and there is no way to exert its strength. It even suspected that even if it were to escape today, it would lose some of its most necessary functions, with some unusually serious consequences.

As the first flying ant succeeded, one after another flying ants pierced their mouthparts into the body of the Wind Splitter, and once the ant acid had an effect in its body, it was faced with a continuous, continuous offensive that could never be resolved.

In a word, unless all the flying ants are killed, the Wind Splinter has no second choice.

It was fighting back, desperately fighting back, it couldn't care about the injuries in its body, it couldn't care about the mana, it didn't care about the fact that its entire lower body was almost unconscious from the severe pain, and it didn't care that every movement would affect the inner palace and shed more blood. It used the blade of the wind, with its claws: it rolled and crushed on the ground, and slammed against the mountain wall: in order to kill a few more ants, a few ants that it would not even look at. ...,

It even wants to use "teleportation" again!

After exhausting the remaining mana, even mobilizing the power of heaven and earth that had just been absorbed and had not yet had time to truly digest it, the Wind Splitting Beast's body suddenly trembled like a cramp. Compared to the previous time, the ugliness of his posture and the ugliness of his movements are unsightly.

Unfortunately, even at this cost, it did not succeed: or rather, only half of it.

It only took more than a dozen meters for the Wind Breaker to reveal itself from the void, and before it could wake up from the pain and dizziness, a fist and a long tongue flew in front of it.

It's so unfair, there are too many enemies, too ruthless, and too bad!

Fat Fat is such a cunning and treacherous person, its bloodline is many thousands of times more noble than this mouse, and at this time, seeing that this filthy thing has absorbed a large amount of heaven and earth power that even it cannot attract for the time being, the anger and jealousy that swelled up in his heart made the Tianxin Toad almost go crazy.

Before, Chubby was frightened by the crazy flying ants, and never dared to get too close, and when he realized that these flying ants were controlled by Thirteen Lang, the joy in his heart was indescribable. In its opinion, this must be the owner's compassion for the pet beast, and prepare a haode feast for himself in advance: but the food in front of him is facing a common enemy with himself, and he can only put them alone.

Without the threat of flying ants, Chubby was always keeping an eye on the Wind Splitting Beast: a distance of more than ten meters, others might still need time to chase after it, but it only needed to move its thoughts.

The long tongue easily penetrated one of the eyes of the splitting phoenix beast, directly into the brain, and even shook it in it, stirring it a few times, and then reluctantly sucked out. The Wind Splitter's head shriveled down at a rate visible to the naked eye, almost becoming an empty shell.

Then came Thirteen Lang's fist, like a heavy hammer, ramming into the head of the Wind Splitter.

This time, the part he took was the nose, and the long snout stood out from the nose!

As the saying goes, whoever brings what soldiers, the soldiers are so cunning and treacherous, not to mention this bad master.

Before, nearly a thousand flying ants surrounded the Wind Splitting Beast, but Thirteen Lang had no chance to make a move: he could only closely follow the Wind Splitting Beast that was jumping up and down and rolling in pain.

"Poof!", the Wind Splitter's upper lip disappeared completely, its entire head turned into a mushy mass, and the only remaining single eye was dull, as if it was about to die.

The remaining flying ants pounced again, and in a moment's effort, only one or two hundred of the nearly a thousand flying ants remained: the attack of the Wind Splitting Beast was so strong that the flying ants almost died if they got on it, and their numbers were reduced extremely quickly. However, at this time, even if Chubby and Thirteen Lang don't make a move, it will be difficult for it to escape from the hunt of flying ants.

"Uh-huh....... ”

The Wind Splitter let out a hoarse and sharp hiss containing endless sorrow, and its body suddenly jumped up as if it were returning to the light, and it was more than ten meters into the air. The next moment, his chest began to glow, and a ball of pills the size of an egg was revealed, and it was emitting the most dazzling light in a burning way.

"It's going to blow itself up!"

This was the first thought that flashed through Thirteen Lang!

"No way!"

This is his determination!

In a flash of lightning, Thirteen Lang didn't have time to think about the consequences, his body jumped high from the ground, and his left and right hands were inserted into the chest of the Wind Splitting Beast at the same time, pressing on the demon pill that had not yet been fully formed and was glowing and burning.

"Ah......h

Even with the tenacity of Thirteen Lang, he couldn't help but let out a roar of pain. In his feelings, as the magic power contained in the demon pill was absorbed by himself, hundreds of millions of fragments came at the same time, chaotic and shapeless, incomplete. Without any clue, he poured into the sea of knowledge. ...,

The life of a rat is so varied, even richer than that of a man, and it is something filthy and unimaginable. Even if it's only a small part of the remnant, it's enough to be devastating.

His soul trembled, as if it would collapse into nothingness at any moment: his face was distorted to a human form, and it was shaking violently.

"Quack!"

Chubby was frightened, like Thirteen Lang, it didn't have time to think about cause and effect and consequences, and the long tongue flew out again, rolled up Thirteen Lang's body, and pulled him out.

At the same time, there is also the demon pill, the demon pill that is about to explode.

At this time, those remnants of the flying ants have also flown in, and under the urging of the queen ant, these flying ants pounced on the demon pill like moths to the fire, melted, pounced again, and sucked a mouthful...... ，

There was a loud bang, the flying ant colony died, and Shisanlang's body flew out like a broken kite, along with Chubby, and countless mutilated and almost unrecognizable corpses.

The huge impact was like a volcanic eruption, and like a storm blowing away two butterflies, throwing them dozens of meters away and slamming them to the ground.

There was silence.

After a long time, Jusan Lang covered his head and sat up from the ground, trying his best to stabilize his shaky vision. Beside him, Chubby was less impacted, and at this time he had already come to Thirteen Lang's side, looking at him stupidly, his eyes full of worry.

"Quack, quack!"

Seeing Thirteen Lang get up, Chubby shouted twice excitedly, his eyes became relaxed, and his eyes were a little warm.

In its opinion, Thirteen Lang at this time was much more pleasing to the eye, his clothes were tattered like a girl who had been humiliated by ten strong men, and his face was also red and black with many wounds, and even a little burnt.

"This looks like me!" Chubby thought as he became happier and happier.

As his vision gradually became clearer, Shisanro shook his head again, and finally came to his senses. Just remembering what had happened, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly ordered Chubby, "Go quickly, go and see the corpse of the Wind Splitter, don't be blown away by the storm." ”

"Quack, quack!"

Chubby screamed twice proudly, and with some kind of contempt, Thirteen Lang looked at it intently, there were broken bones and rotten flesh and the like around him, and whenever there was a storm rolling, Chubby would stretch out his long tongue and roll them back, and he couldn't run away from a piece.

"Good chubby!

Ignoring the pain and discomfort of his body, Jusan Lang rummaged through the pile of wreckage, and finally found what he needed, and let out a long breath.

In his hand, there are a few broken ridges under the umbrella, scattered and scattered, and they will scatter at any time.

"Fortunately, it is still relatively strong, otherwise, Ziyi's illness would be really troublesome. ”

"Quack, quack!" Chubby didn't know what he was happy about, but he shouted along.

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