Everyone hurriedly retreated, but a Rongshan disciple stepped forward, holding a treasure vase, taking wicker and dipping it in water, and sprinkled it forward.

The amplitude of this movement was very small, and there were not many willow leaves, but the droplets of water that spilled out quickly split in the air, scattering into hundreds and thousands, like mist.

A light golden mist.

The other person pinched the trick to summon the wind, just in time to blow the mist towards the strange cicadas.

Each of these strange cicadas is three feet long, and it is inevitable that they will be blown all over their heads and faces by the mist.

This set of combos is very smooth, and it can be seen that the Rongshan disciples are very proficient.

The weirdest scene appeared:

The strange cicadas that were stained by the light golden water droplets, whether they flew or jumped, could not fall to the ground.

They struggled desperately on the ground, but it was as if they had been immobilized, and they could not lift their legs or support their bodies.

He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows when he saw it.

Each has its own tricks.

The indifferent young man said, "Quick, kill them!"

Everyone grabbed their weapons and pounced, and they were shocked at the strange cicadas that were temporarily powerless to resist.

The young man's eyesight basically recovered, and he looked at He Lingchuan and reminded, "Heavy weapons are better to use."

He poked the strange cicada with a copper stick, all aimed at his eyes, and popped one stick at a time.

After all, if you are injured, you have to take a break if you kill a few.

Looking at the other Rongshan disciples, they also used blunt weapons such as sledgehammers and heavy axes, and they seemed to be very experienced, and they knew that the effect of hitting was much better than piercing.

There are also a few people who spray potions on the strange cicadas, and a few snorts can corrode them to death.

In fact, the best way to use it is fire.

These things are afraid of fire, and they start to smoke and smell burnt after a few burns.

He Lingchuan grabbed Fusheng and stabbed two of them, and found that the shells of these things were amazingly hard, and ordinary swords chopped them up, and they couldn't even leave a Dao mark. One can imagine how desperate the mortals in the villages and towns must be when faced with the attack of such monsters.

The indifferent young man stared at Fusheng and boasted, "Good knife."

Then, he handed He Lingchuan a black pill: "Antidote."

Just now, this person was stung by the black shadow on his body, and he knew very well how poisonous that thing was.

Defeated by He Lingchuan, his attitude towards this person was much better.

The strong deserve respect.

He Lingchuan accepted the pill but didn't take it, and only nodded to him.

The young man didn't force it when he saw this, and when this person was poisoned, he naturally knew it well. If the person who has been stung does not take off his boots quickly, his feet will be swollen like a leather ball in a while, and he will have to cut the boots open.

But after a long while, He Lingchuan still walked as usual, and there was no sign of falling down and wailing with his feet in his hands.

He didn't know that He Lingchuan had just used the poison glands given by Zhu Erniang to suck the toxins from the wound.

Zhu Erniang's poison glands can not only poison weapons, but also be used for drug treatment, which is a magic weapon for two purposes.

Dong Rui said, "Leave me two samples, and leave two that are not the same!"

When he saw something new, he was itching.

Aunt Zhu glanced at him, spewed out two cobwebs, and wrapped the two strange cicadas into zongzi.

It grabbed the third head by itself, and despite the other party's refusal, it stuck its mouthparts into it and forcibly sucked it.

The strange cicada chirped loudly in pain.

This scene of insects eating insects made the Rongshan people feel numb when they saw it, and they knew that the spider demon had just shown mercy in his mouth, otherwise his companions would have become dry corpses.

After three times and five divided by two, Aunt Zhu sucked the whole strange cicada dry, but she smacked the taste and spit out all the juice:

"It's so delicious! What the hell!"

What about the deliciousness of cicadas?

Bystander: "......"

Aunt Zhu raised her paw to wipe her eyes, and suddenly said, "More seventy-year-old cicadas have hatched, probably because I heard the screams of the same kind."

He Lingchuan immediately said to the indifferent young man, "Set it on fire. The farmland around here is full of cicada eggs."

With manpower alone, how long will it take to deal with one litter at a time?

Without further ado, the boy did not hesitate and directed his companions to light fires everywhere. The other Rongshan disciples came up and bandaged him for him.

The weather is dry, the woods have died, and they have long lost their water.

The crowd summoned a strong wind and pushed the fire in the direction of the farmland.

Even the town, with farmland and forests, was burned clean in one fire!

Two or three hundred of the townspeople who were killed were also cremated together.

He Lingchuan saw many strange cicadas jumping out of the farmland through the fire, and was forced to flee in all directions by the fire.

The disciples of Rongshan stayed around, killing the fish that escaped through the net.

He Lingchuan and Dong Rui also helped.

It took two hours to survive, and it was already dark.

When the fire was extinguished, the indifferent young man found He Lingchuan: "Let's go, go see Elder Dao."

After fighting side by side for so long, everyone's hostility towards He Lingchuan and the others has disappeared.

Dong Rui breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and he could finally get down to business.

The boy walked up to him and reached out and touched the ghost ape.

Dong Rui knew that the ghost ape had a bad temper, except for facing his dear master, whoever approached it would be slapped in the face.

However, the ghost ape enjoyed the boy's caress very much, and stretched out his head and half-closed his eyes.

It's really weird.

He Lingchuan asked him, "Who brought the ghost ape back?"

Indifferent Boy: "Me."

Other Rongshan disciples added, "Senior Brother Qiu is not close to others, but he is very compatible with this monkey."

"Where did you bring this from?"

"When I go to the Northeast Border to make rounds."

Dong Rui interjected: "Why can the mist just now be able to stop the strange cicada?"

"Heavy water. Every drop of water weighs a thousand pounds." The young man didn't hide his secrets, "This is heavy water from a thousand bottles."

It turned out that the treasure bottle was called "Qianjun Bottle", which was very vivid.

Then why didn't the Rongshan disciples use heavy water to deal with them before?

He Lingchuan has been walking with Dong Rui for more than two months, and he has already figured out his temper, and when he saw his expression, he knew his doubts, and immediately said: "We all have protective qi, and the mist can't hit the body."

If you can't pounce on people, of course, it won't work.

Dong Rui let out a long sigh and understood.

……

The deeper you go into the mountains, the less dead trees there are on the side of the road, and squirrels begin to jump on the branches, and night owls coo.

Hares sleep in tree hollows, and insects crawl under snow and ice. Aunt Zhu felt the vitality of the whole forest again.

Apparently the cicadas have not invaded here for seventy years.

On the way here, the other Rongshan disciples had already told the three of them that these strange cicadas suddenly invaded the Rongshan realm more than two months ago, and they were overwhelming, whether it was plants, animals, or humans, everything was devoured.

The human villages and towns within the boundaries of the Rongshan Mountains have been disturbed and miserable. Rongshan has also made great efforts to clean up these things, but it has never been able to eradicate them.

The cold young man's surname is Qiu, and his single name is a tiger character.

He walked in front, others followed, consciously or unintentionally keeping a distance from him.

But He Lingchuan saw that others were communicating with him normally, and he couldn't talk about disharmony.

It can only be said that others are subconsciously wary of him and unwilling to get close.

The murderous and evil aura on this guy's body is too heavy. He Lingchuan had only felt such a heavy evil aura from Fu Shanyue's body.

Isn't it another one?

Or some other bizarre demon species?