Thinking so in his heart, the red-haired old man thought that he was right, and even sat up with a little pity for Lin Xuan, isn't it, a dignified immortal cultivator in the clutch period, although the scenery cannot be compared with the old monster of Dongxuan, but he is also a trembling figure who stamped his feet in all directions, it is enough to say that he is the overlord of one side, and he is actually mixed to such a cold point, even he is really a little pity for Lin Xuan.

"Daoyou's strength may not be weak before, but now there is only one Yuan Infant body left, don't you really know which is stronger or weaker, why be stupid to hit the stone with an egg, leave here with a good look, give up the feng shui treasure in front of you, the old man will not embarrass you. ”

When he said this, the old man looked compassionate, as if he was so kind and kind.

"What if Lin doesn't?" said Yuan Ying coldly.

No,..., the old man's eyes changed suddenly, with a somewhat fierce look: "I don't know whether to live or die, the old man will drain your soul and refine your soul for a while?"

The conversation ends here, and it doesn't make the slightest sense to continue talking, immortal cultivators, in the final analysis, they still have to see the truth under their hands.

Whoever has the big fist is the boss, the weak eat the strong, and immortal cultivators have always been like this for millions of years.

"Since you are looking for death, the old man will fulfill you. ”

The old man didn't put the Yuan Infant on the other side in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and patted it, and took out a treasure, but Lin Xuan moved faster, with his character, since he dared to let the second Yuan Infant defend against the enemy alone, he must be completely sure.

For fifty years, Lin Xuan had been using the Ten Thousand Souls Tower to raise blood fire ants to ripen them, and he had not fallen for almost a day, and now it was time to show the results.

The Wild Poisonous Insect is not a bird in a fish cage in the pond, but a wild strange insect that can change the color of the heavens and the earth, and ranks in the top ranks, if it is raised to a certain scale and completely matured, it is not even inferior to the powerful True Spirit.

Of course, it was impossible for the Blood Fire Ants, but just to deal with these guys in front of him, Lin Xuan was still sure.

Without saying a word, his right hand was raised, and a magic trick was punched out in front of him, and the Ten Thousand Souls Tower shook, and the aura was great, and the first layer opened, and a dazzling white light came into view.

Then the white light turned into a whirlpool, and with a loud buzz, a blood-red insect cloud flew out of it.

If you look closely, the insect cloud is overwhelming, and it is composed of flying insects the size of fingernails, swarming towards the opponent like blood-colored waves.

"It's ......"

The old man was shocked, and the Yuanying monks who were still laughing at Lin Xuan for taking out the garbage treasure were also stunned, and the moment the Ten Thousand Souls Pagoda opened, the majestic coercion swarmed over, where is this garbage treasure, it is clear that these people have no eyes.

Although they couldn't be sure what this tower was, they had obviously never seen a treasure of this level.

In addition to being stunned or stunned, this change was inevitably too unexpected, and he was in a panic for a while, and before he could think of how to deal with it, the blood fire ants had already swarmed out.

From a distance, there seemed to be only one insect cloud, but the sound was so shocking that it almost obscured half of the sky.

"Insect repair!"

All the monks secretly shouted that it was not good, in the world of cultivating immortals, it was difficult to raise strange insects, but the power was extremely extraordinary, although they did not know the insects in front of them, but the number alone was also chilling.

Regret...............

These people are really blinded by lard, and in the face of the old monster in the clutch period, what are they doing so carelessly?

Almost everyone was annoyed, but the red-haired old man was the quickest, and the treasure he sacrificed was in a strange shape.

It was a wheel-like thing, and the sharp and ni points forward all around, and the aura was great, and it was killed in the insect cloud.

The strength of the blood fire ant alone is not worth mentioning, and it was killed in pieces, but the old man's face did not show joy.

Without him, there are too many!

Although I didn't count them, I roughly estimated that there were more than a million demon insects in front of me, and the key was that the white light released by the pagoda was not closed, and there was a steady stream of demon insects swarming out of it.

Is there any mistake, how many of these monsters does the other party raise?

The old man was a little chilled, he would not be unclear about the reason why the ants bit the elephant to death, looking at the blocked canopy, the number alone made people feel a sense of powerlessness.

The other monks were similar, offering their own treasures, some using powerful spells. One of the bald men was particularly powerful, after a burst of chanting, a wind dragon flew out of his sleeve, plunged into the ant colony, exploded, and suddenly, tens of thousands of blood fire ants were involved in it, and the terrible power crushed these strange insects into powder, and a large hole with a diameter of more than ten zhang appeared in the eye.

The monks couldn't help but be overjoyed, it seemed that this strange insect was not as difficult to deal with as imagined, but soon, their expressions changed, and the buzzing sound came to their ears, but after a few breaths, the big hole was filled with new magic insects.

The number of insect swarms in the sky has not only not decreased sharply because of their attacks, but is still increasing.

"Is there any mistake, how can anyone raise insects like this?"

The monks couldn't help but scold, but the sound was extremely small, and it was muffled by the buzzing sound of blood and fire ants.

It is true that ordinary immortal cultivators can't raise insects like this, but Lin Xuan is conditional.

Tower of Ten Thousand Souls!

This auxiliary spirit treasure has played a great role, the sacrifice itself can nourish the strange insects, and the sacrifices will be ripe, what Lin Xuan has to do is just feed the ant queen, and then infuse some ordinary stones with the vitality of heaven and earth, devour the newborn blood fire ants, and then throw the sacrifices into the Ten Thousand Souls Tower.

The queen ant has already recognized the master, and because of the bloodline inheritance, the remaining larvae can be directly controlled without caring at all.

It's incredibly easy to feed, it's as simple as it gets, and it's not a hassle at all.

Blood fire ants are terrifying in breeding, after fifty years of breeding, Lin Xuan already has more than a hundred queens, and the number of insect colonies has reached tens of millions.

Back then, with his supernatural powers, in the face of the terrifying wave formed by the silverfish bird, the only thing he could do was to escape, tens of millions of blood fire ants, and the terrifying level was about the same, Lin Xuan was only releasing a small number of insect swarms now.

"Go!"

Although the blood fire ants were easy to come by, Lin Xuan didn't have a reason to stand and be beaten, and pointed at the front with one point.

Driven by its master, the cloud of insects buzzed louder and louder, like enemies swarming away.

That kind of scene cannot be described in words, and everyone knows that there is nothing terrible about a locust, but when there is a locust plague, it makes the heavens and the earth change color.

And the insect cloud in front of him was much more terrifying, the number and power were far from being comparable to the locusts, and even the red-haired old man, as an immortal cultivator in the middle of the clutch, did not dare to go straight to the front, and retreated.