At this moment, it can be seen clearly that in the huge red cloud, there are countless silverfish clad in red carapaces, all of them waving their hard wings, dense, overwhelming, and looking at the figures, three feet long, each holding the pair of huge pincers on their foreheads, glowing with green light, as if they want to destroy everything, tear everything apart, hideous and terrifying.

Seeing this, the scholar turned his body, condensed the flute sound, aimed at the red cloud that shot in, his face sank like water, and continued to play as usual, and then about a zhang in front of the scholar, it seemed to form an invisible flute sound barrier, and all the silverfish were isolated from the flute sound barrier, no matter how they collided and squeezed, it was difficult to cross the thunder pool.

The huge red cloud tentacles, as if they had core wisdom, saw that the squeezing and impact were fruitless, as if they knew that their efforts were in vain, they slowly slowed down, and no longer did useless things.

For a long time, at the moment when the two sides were deadlocked, the huge red cloud tentacles struggled to throw it into the sky, like a whip, and it made a bend, and it swept down like a thunderstorm.

On the side of the flute sound barrier, the scholar's eyebrows were twisted together, but the flute sound did not decrease at all, and the "red cloud giant whip" that was about to hit in a blink of an eye was on the other side of the flute sound barrier, and the silverfish fell down like hail, and the body made a "bang" sound from time to time, and after a while, it fell down, struggling on the ground, and saw that it was impossible to live.

It's just that there are too many silverfish, and there are more than hundreds of billions of them as far as the eye can see, and the mouth of the beetle in the stone peak is constantly spraying red clouds, and it has not weakened at all.

The dead and wounded silverfish, I am afraid that it is less than one in a million, but seeing that those silverfish are ferocious and abnormal, they turn a blind eye to the death of their own kind, and continue to rush forward, and the flute sound barrier is pushed back to a distance of one zhang, and finally, the red cloud gradually engulfs the figure of the scholar and wraps it up.

At this time, the only thing that can be known about the safety of the scholar is the flute sound coming from the gap in the package formed by the silverfish, calm and quiet, fluttering as usual, although the scholar is temporarily fine, but think about it carefully, the front and back of the left and the back, are all hideous and terrifying insects, surrounded by the smell of fish, disgusting.

Another hour passed, and the flute sound existed proudly under the attack of countless silverfish, melodious and clear, without the slightest sign of fragility and shaking, so that the scholar's Tao was profound.

At this moment, the silverfish around the scholars, not only the inner three layers and the outer three layers, I am afraid that there are thousands of layers, and on the other hand, the dead and injured silverfish have been piled up into a mountain, and if you look closely, you can suddenly see that there are some smaller silverfish, gnawing on the corpses of the same kind, and for a time those dead silverfish are disemboweled, and the blood is flowing sideways, and the fishy wind is blowing in the face.

After another stick of incense time, the flute sound is the same, the silverfish attack is as before, but with a loud roar from the stone peak, the attack of those silverfish suddenly stopped, even if occasionally a few silverfish rush forward, it is also slow, the power is greatly reduced, after gently colliding on the flute sound barrier, after making a slight "pop" sound, and then flap its wings, and return to the group, and after that, the flute sound gradually faded, although it was slightly weaker than before, but still floating on the top of the mountain, standing.

The red clouds of the silverfish army in the sky, several feet away, surrounded the scholars, as if they were reluctant to leave, and refused to leave for a long time, but they accepted any orders, and finally did not launch any more attacks.

A moment later, with the sound of a whistle in the stone peak, the silverfish army divided into thousands of small red clouds, scrambling to be the first, and was sucked back to the stone peak. Then, the terrifying aura in the sky gradually dissipated, and gusts of mountain wind blew, sending a trace of long-lost coolness.

"Wind and bamboo, your way is really amazing to this seat. A word suddenly came out from the stone peak, and the voice was like a cold wind passing through the hall, eerie and terrifying.

This voice, Feng Shuzhu knows it, and when he hears it at this moment, he really hears it in his ears and is happy in his heart, so he smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, put away the fairy flute, and arched his fists with both hands: "The old demon of the beetle, Feng is really helpless, so he made this decision. ”

In the middle of the night, there was a fluttering voice from the left and right in the stone peak, making it difficult to judge its location, and said: "The wind young man who moved the Three Realms, running to my poor country, pretending to be pitiful, is really a joke. I might as well say it directly, if you come for the monk of the Kongjue Temple, this seat advises you to dispel your thoughts, the monk has been trapped in the beetle peak by me for many days, I am afraid that if I am not eaten by the silverfish, I will starve to death, haha, haha......" After speaking, he laughed out loud, laughing proudly and arrogantly, shaking the whole mountain peak "buzzing".

When Feng Shuzhu heard this, he was slightly stunned, and after a long time, he said lightly: "Old demon, can you come out to talk about it, Feng has something important to discuss face-to-face." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was another burst of wild laughter from Shi Feng, and he said with a little anger: "Feng Shuzhu, are you insulting the wisdom of this seat, or are you insulting your own wisdom, can you still come back from this beetle peak?"

Feng Shuzhu smiled clearly, and stood up with his hands in his hands: "Old demon, in this way, you are too worried, and Feng Mou came alone to show his sincerity." ”

After a long time, another sentence floated out from Shi Fengzhong: "The wind is sparse and bamboo, since you show your sincerity, you can come in and talk to this seat." After speaking, with a loud "rumbling" sound, a boulder on the stone peak moved, revealing the entrance of a stone cave, which was deep and dark, and the gusts of yin wind blew out, faintly mixed with the "rustling" sound and fishy smell of the terrible skin.

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly, stretched out his sleeves, floated down to the open space in front of the stone cave, and said in a loud voice: "Old demon, we will make a decision, and Feng will go into the mountain to talk to you." After speaking, his face was calm and he wanted to move forward.

The stone cave fell silent suddenly, without the slightest sound, and the old demon did not make any response, in the beetle of the black hole, there seemed to be only a faint heartbeat, the heartbeat with a trace of desire, with a trace of greed, and what is even more surprising is that the terrifying "rustle" sound has gradually faded away. Ahead, in the deep hole, there seemed to be thousands of hostile eyes, staring at the arrival of the prey, waiting for an opportunity to move.

At the entrance of the cave, a gust of wind blew, wrapped in a pungent fishy smell, like the breath of the devil, blowing the clothes of the wind and bamboo.

At the moment when Feng Shuzhu was about to enter the cave, a sword light came quickly, a young Taoist wearing a green sermon robe, a Taoist scarf, and a black sword behind him appeared, with a puzzled face, stretched out his hand to stop Feng Shuzhu, and said urgently: "Feng Shaoxia, how did you fall for this old monster, how can this beetle peak enter?"

Feng Shuzhu was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the head of Jingchenzi, and Feng was polite." After saying that, he arched his hand.

Jing Chenzi frowned, and said eagerly: "This beetle ridge, with a radius of eight hundred, the peaks and peaks are connected, and the caves are connected. ”

Without waiting for Feng Shuzhu to answer, there was a terrifying laugh in the cave, and said: "Feng Shuzhu, this seat sees that you don't have the courage to come in, you might as well wait to collect the corpse of the monk of Kongjue Temple, haha" After speaking, the boulder by the entrance of the cave slowly moved, and there was a loud "rumbling" sound, and the entrance of the cave was about to close.

Feng Shuzhu almost wanted to move forward, but he was blocked by Jing Chenzi with his body, he was really helpless, and finally sighed and shouted: "Liu Langzhong, Feng knows that your long-cherished wish has not been fulfilled." Why don't you go and prepare for a few days and bring what you want, and then we can talk about it?"

Hearing this, the boulder that landed immediately stopped, and a voice of disbelief and excitement came from the cave: "Feng Shuzhu, can you really fulfill your wish?"

Jing Chenzi saw that Feng Shuzhu was no longer moving forward, so he stood side by side with him, only to hear Feng Shuzhu on the side say loudly: "Feng is a gentleman, but you have to guarantee ......"

"Okay, this seat will give you seven days, after seven days, you can't bring what this seat wants, under the beetle peak, collect the corpse for the monk of Kongjue Temple!"

Feng Shuzhu and Jing Chenzi, who were standing outside the cave, looked at each other, and the two stood in front of the boulder for a while, Jing Chenzi arched his hand and said: "Feng Shaoxia, the situation is urgent, and the poor road is offended." ”

Feng Shuzhu smiled, patted Jing Chenzi's shoulder, and said, "You and I share weal and pain, how can we talk about offending, by the way, how did the Taoist come so eagerly?"

Jing Chenzi let out a sigh of relief, looked at the bleak gloomy clouds in the sky, and said with a smile: "Your fighting method with the old demon can be said to have shaken the eight hundred miles of the Silverhole Ridge, this battle of immortals and demons, how can the poor Dao not come and find out." ”

Feng Shuzhu smiled and said: "The Taoist words are serious, Feng is really helpless, so he made this decision, he wanted to save people, but he returned in vain." ”

Jing Chenzi frowned, and said worriedly: "But I don't know, within these seven days, the old demon of the beetle will be able to keep the empty mage safe." ”

Feng Shuzhu pondered for a moment and said, "What he asked for is really a lifelong wish. Thinking about it, he should cherish this exchange, and if he hurts the empty mage, it will also be harmful to the old demon of the beetle, and he will not push the beetle ridge to the forefront and attract the encirclement and suppression of the righteous path factions. ”

Hearing this, Jing Chenzi pondered for a moment, shook his head again, and said lightly: "How long has Feng Shaoxia been here?"

Feng Shuzhu saw Jing Chenzi's strange expression, and said in surprise: "Just arrived, what's the matter? Is there anything Feng doesn't understand?"

This time, Jing Chenzi nodded and said slowly: "Poor Dao has been here for a few days, and the rumors about the Beetle Ridge are not known to Feng Shaoxia. ”

Feng Shuzhu was shocked when he heard this, and said, "Where did the Taoist chief say this, what happened?"

When Jing Chenzi heard this, he didn't say anything, but he looked at the closed stone door in front of him, and with a look in his eyes, he signaled to leave, and the two turned into two sword lights, one after the other, hovering over the Wormhole Mountain for a moment before entering the clouds and leaving.