Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Strength of the Senior Brother
Xia Guohua lives in Langshan, and naturally knows that the Han River Valley, the famous marching ants near Langshan, usually in the wild, are detours, in the wild, in addition to a small number of flying ants, a large number of land marching ants pose no threat to the qi refining monks who can fly.
However, this time, my line was blocked in a mine deep underground, and in the face of a large number of marching ants, this time, I was annoyed to meet **. Thinking about the number of marching ants, Xia Guohua was drenched in cold sweat.
Peng Qingqiong also knew the strength of the marching ants, his brows were tightly locked, with his eighth-layer cultivation of qi refining, it was difficult to retreat from the siege of this massive marching ants, especially that there were also ant kings and guard ants among the marching ants, I was afraid that the strength was not bad, this time, it was difficult.
The attack method of the marching ant is simple, the jaw and the chela are two physical attacks, and the defense ability of the low-level marching ant is not strong, however, the attack of the marching ant has a certain armor-piercing, and the monk's defensive armor spell is generally all-round defense, but the marching ant attack is an attack point, and the strength is concentrated, and in the face of the onslaught of a large number of marching ants, the monk's defensive armor will often be pierced after a few hits.
In the face of this massive number of marching ants.
Xia Guohua was terrified and desperate.
Peng Qingqiong had nothing to do.
The so-called ignorant are fearless, Gu Yun and Tong Li have calm faces, they are Gu Yun, the first time they fought against each other, they encountered such a battle, and they actually sweated in their palms, eager to try.
In Sun Hao's divine sense, more and more marching ants swarmed. At the moment of emergency, Sun Hao maintained his usual calmness, always with a faint smile on his face, anxiety and panic could not solve the problem, and he had to find a way to highlight the dilemma.
The divine consciousness swept wildly, Sun Hao's mind quickly analyzed the information brought by the divine sense, and finally, at the moment before the marching ants were about to attack, Sun Hao shouted violently: "I will take the lead, the three talents are in the center, and the senior brother will be behind, rush with me, and the ...... of the convex stakes."
In the midst of the loud shouting, a huge wooden stake with a diameter of two feet and a length of two feet appeared in the mine, and rushed out with a huge whistling sound.
"Woo Woo Woo" ...... In the mine, a series of crashing sounds suddenly sounded, Sun Hao's hand shook, and the high-grade magic sword appeared in the air, bringing up a burst of sword flowers, and it also flew forward, rotating rapidly into a sword dance, flying and slashing marching ants.
After the convex stake, the sword wheel slashed one after another...... The flying sword of the flying shot hits a large number of marching ants.
With two consecutive blows, there was a squeak in front of Sun Hao, and a large number of marching ants fell to the ground and squeaked, among which more than twenty marching ants on the second layer of qi refining were killed instantly.
"Keep up", Sun Hao's body flashed, and he rushed forward along the passage that was attacked.
Behind Sun Hao, Gu Yun and Tong Li naturally shouted loudly, followed closely behind, moving forward quickly, and their reaction speed actually surpassed Peng Qingqiong and Xia Guohua.
Xia Guohua was already dizzy, this is still a mid-stage Qi refining cultivator? This is a convex wooden stake? He has seen a convex wooden stake before, but compared to Sun Hao's convex wooden stake, the convex wooden stakes he has seen before are simply convex wooden toothpicks.
Peng Qingqiong's vision and insight are not comparable to Xia Guohua, but it is the vision that makes this heart even more shocking, the junior brother's convex wooden stake is too long and thick, and the sword flower, it seems to be a little familiar, as if he has seen or heard of it, but they are all disciples of the Aoki Sect, and it is normal to be familiar with spells, the thought flashed, Peng Qingqiong responded loudly: "Okay, junior brother, you open the way, and leave it to me later."
While speaking, a high-grade magic weapon big knife appeared in the air, and his mouth shouted violently: "Messy cloak knife technique ......", and dense knife light appeared behind everyone, stopping the marching ants chasing after them.
A trace of doubt flashed in Xia Guohua's heart, isn't this Peng Qingqiong the highest cultivation in the squad? How did he change Sun Hao to open the way? Moreover, Sun Hao rushed blindly like this, would it have any effect? Will he rush directly to the old nest of marching ants?
However, he couldn't describe how much he thought about it, and the three talents were urged, Xia Guohua put these doubts in the back of his mind, and rushed out with Sun Hao.
Xia Guohua was right, this time, Sun Hao really went straight to the nest of marching ants.
According to the analysis of the quantity and individual quality of the marching ants, the direction of Sun Hao's impact should be the direction where the marching ant queen is located.
There is a record of marching ants in the classics of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and this kind of spirit beast, once encountered, is a group spirit beast that never dies and attacks until the last marching ant dies, which is quite troublesome. However, this marching ant has only one brain, that is, only the queen ant has the ability to command, and when the queen ant is killed, the marching ants scatter.
In addition, now that Sun Hao and his party are deep underground, the mine extends in all directions, and it is really not easy to figure out the direction, rather than being chased around by marching ants, it is really better to go straight to the accurate target of the queen ant.
Ahead, Sun Hao's convex wooden stakes are continuous, uninterrupted to strike forward, the sword wheel slash also turned up bursts of sword flowers, invincible, kitten-sized marching ants fell to the ground one after another, leaving a stump and squeaky sound, Sun Hao's figure is fast but not chaotic, rapid forward, although the massive marching ants in front of him are still endless, almost crowding the entire mine, but Sun Hao's strong advance is still not slow.
Behind him, Tong Li found that the sword wheel slash used by his senior brother had surpassed the former Yukun Dragon in terms of proficiency and attack power, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the gap between himself and his senior brother was getting bigger and bigger.
Because the speed of Sun Hao's breakthrough was very fast, the pressure on the Sancai Formation and Peng Qingqiong behind him was not great, although the marching ants still pounced from the rear, they couldn't catch up with the speed of Sun Hao's breakthrough, and Peng Qingqiong's knife net could be blocked without much effort.
Peng Qingqiong still had the strength to look at the situation on Sun Hao's side at this time, and found that Sun Hao was advancing bravely and violently, Peng Qingqiong thought in his heart: "Senior brother is fierce, but after all, the battle experience is insufficient, how long can this kind of spell casting speed, this kind of consumption, last?" It seems that he has to be ready at all times, once the junior brother is not able to continue, he has to keep up at any time."
In half an hour, Sun Hao led the team and bravely rushed into more than a thousand zhang, of course, because the mine extends in all directions, this kind of breakthrough is not a straight line, and has passed through many forks.
Xia Guohua found that after breaking through for half an hour, the pressure did not decrease at all, on the contrary, the marching ants that appeared in front of him became stronger and stronger, and the marching ants the size of puppies began to appear, after thinking about it, Xia Guohua said loudly behind Sun Hao: "Senior Brother Sun, the situation is not right, it seems that there is too much pressure in this direction......"
Sun Hao rushed forward in front of him, and said with a faint smile: "It's right that the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, which means that the queen ant is ...... in this direction" As he spoke, the convex stake and the sword wheel slash were thrown out casually.
Xia Guohua suddenly understood, it turned out that he was wrong, it turned out that this Sun Hao did not lead everyone to flee for his life, but went straight to the queen ant, the level is not the same thing as himself, but Xia Guohua thought in his heart, how can he get the queen ant? However, looking at Peng Qingqiong, who has not yet exerted his power and is still above Sun Hao, Xia Guohua suddenly felt a lot more settled in his heart, Sun Hao is so powerful, let alone Peng Qingqiong.
At this time, Peng Qingqiong was already numb, originally thought that Sun Hao would be weak in the follow-up, well, half an hour has passed, Sun Hao is still fierce, as if tireless, listening to the tone of his speech, he actually laughed, full of energy, where is there a little bit of need to take over by himself?
Sun Hao is now cultivating at the eighth level of the two systems of true qi, with the support of Mu Dan and Huo, the speed of absorbing spiritual energy is very good, and the speed of true qi recovery is comparable to that of ordinary monks, and the consumption of the convex wooden stake is basically negligible, even if this convex wooden stake is super huge, and the consumption of the sword wheel is large, but Sun Hao intends to control the number of times the sword wheel slashes out, with the supplement of Mu Dan and the flame, the consumption can also be replenished.
Another half an hour passed, and Peng Qingqiong began to worship Sun Hao, and said with certainty in his heart that if he wanted to talk about a protracted war, his junior brother would say that he was second, and no one in the upper and lower disciples of the Aoki Sect could say first......
Another half an hour has passed, Sun Hao is still the same, and Peng Qingqiong has already thrown himself to the ground...... Up to now, Peng Qingqiong thinks that maybe the attack strength of the junior brother alone is not as good as his own, but if he fights against the junior brother, maybe he will be grinded to death. Although she was unwilling, Peng Qingqiong also had to admit that in terms of comprehensive strength, this cultivation should be above her own junior disciple. In other words, did the eldest and third know this?
Another half an hour passed, and in front of him, he encountered a large number of marching ant colonies in the late stage of qi refining, and Sun Hao increased the intensity of his attack, the convex wooden stakes became thicker and stronger, and the sword wheel slash became more gorgeous...... Well, Peng Qingqiong found that the junior brother actually had some spare strength.