Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Centipede Shows Its Might

As soon as the three flying centipedes appeared, they shook their heads and tails through the gray light shield and swooped towards the fire-winged ants.

As soon as these flying centipedes appeared, those fire-winged ants who were originally lying on the gray light mask and gnawing hard suddenly seemed to have seen some nemesis, and their mouths let out an incomprehensible roar, although they were separated by a light shield, Chen Zhi could still feel a trace of panic hidden in the roar.

Sure enough, as soon as this roar came out, the fire-winged ant colony behind them who were scrambling to pounce forward suddenly panicked, and they forcibly stopped the tendency to pounce forward and began to retreat desperately.

As soon as the three flying centipedes passed through the gray light shield, they swooped towards the fire-winged ants with their tentacles, but before they could start to exert their power, a large black light suddenly flashed, and a large area of red flames erupted from the ant colony, unceremoniously engulfing the three flying centipedes.

Chen Zhi obviously felt a trace of horror from the cries of these fire-winged ants, and seemed to be naturally afraid of the appearance of this flying centipede, but in order to give the companions behind them a chance to escape, these fire-winged ants rushed straight up with a fierce look of not being afraid of death, which made Chen Zhi's expression calm down, and when he rubbed his hands together, he was about to send out some fireballs to help these centipedes resist one or two.

To know Lu Dao, under the movement of his spiritual sense just now, he had already sensed that this should be the innate fire-driving power of the fire-winged ant, but the terrifying spiritual power contained in this flame made Chen Zhi's heart startled.

The flames spewed out by a single fire-winged ant are naturally not too strong, but so many of the same kind spew flames at the same time, the spiritual power contained in them will naturally not be too low, and if ordinary insects are roasted by this fire, even if they are not completely wiped out, it will be almost the same.

But the scale armor on the body of these flying centipedes seemed to be inherently immune to this red flame, and the light on the scale armor flashed, emitting a faint halo, and these seemingly powerful flames were blocked out of their bodies at once, and they couldn't get close to the centipede's body at all.

Then, under the movement of the tentacles of these flying centipedes, they opened their mouths, and a cloud of gray-white mist continued to erupt from their mouths, and as soon as these gray-white mist touched the red flames, they made a burst of "whoop" sounds, and those red flames were immediately swallowed up by the gray-white mist at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a slight tumbling of the gray mist, the crimson flames suddenly disappeared. A large space was cleared out.

In the blink of an eye, the crimson flames were swallowed up by the gray mist, and the three flying centipedes then rushed towards the ant colony without hesitation.

The body of the flying centipede is not worth mentioning compared to the huge ant colony, but as soon as the seemingly small three centipedes broke into the ant colony, the ant colony was like cold water dripping into hot oil, and it suddenly boiled.

As soon as the fire-winged ants saw the flying centipede breaking into the ant colony, except for the ant colony that rushed forward to resist at first, the other ant colonies did not have the slightest desire to fight, and fled backwards.

The colony of ants that pounced on it slammed into the centipede's scales, making a piercing crash and biting sound. But the three flying centipedes turned a deaf ear to such an impact, and as soon as the gray mist rolled up, the fire-winged ants that were still sticking to them staggered and fell straight down from the air as if they were drunk, and suddenly became completely angry, and turned into insect corpses.

The flying centipede completely gained the upper hand the moment it came into contact with the ant colony.

After the resisting ant colony was easily swept away, the remaining ant colony did not dare to come forward again, but after a faint chirp, they gathered together and turned into several black clouds, and scattered in bursts of buzzing waves.

Seeing this, the three centipedes raised their heads and let out a long angry roar, and the gray mist wrapped around them, and their wings shook and chased down the ant colony.

The chase between the two only lasted for a moment, and these centipedes caught up with the black clouds, and then under the big mouth of the flying centipede, a burst of gray light rolled out, and these black clouds rolled in, and then the gray light stretched and shrunk, and these centipedes were all rolled into the big mouth of the centipede, and it became the belly of the flying centipede.

Seeing this, Chen Zhi suddenly realized that the flying centipedes were actually the natural enemies of these fire-winged ants, and seeing their skillful movements, it seemed that they had been feeding on these fire-winged ants all along.

However, in this way, it is understandable that these flying centipedes have stayed in the flaming mountain range without leaving, because there is exactly the food they love to eat.

Chen Zhi also thought about dripping blood from these fire-winged ants to recognize the master, but as soon as he grabbed one and started the ceremony of recognizing the master, the fire-winged ant that was controlled by him suddenly exploded with a swelling "boom!".

At first, Chen Zhi thought that there was something wrong with his confession ceremony, and then he grabbed a few fire-winged ants that had slipped through the net, and wanted to perform a confession ceremony on them, but what made him feel helpless was that these fire-winged ants burst into a cloud of blood mist as soon as they came into contact with Chen Zhi's blood without exception.

In desperation, Chen Zhi had no choice but to give up his plan to recognize these fire-winged ants as the owner, but he felt great pity in his heart.

After Chen Zhi tried to attack a few times, he realized that these flying ants were not only invulnerable, but also not afraid of most spell attacks.

Except for the ice and water attribute intermediate or above spells that can barely kill them, the other spells are almost helpless against them, and the body is also strong enough to resist the direct cutting of ordinary magic weapons.

Moreover, it seems that the environment in which this fire-winged ant lives must be in this kind of hot lava field, and it cannot leave this kind of place, otherwise it will not migrate even if there are natural enemies such as flying centipedes nearby.

After Chen Zhi had a flash of inspiration in his mind, he guessed the whole thing.

But speaking of which, these flying ants are strong and have the ability to fly, and I think someone must have beaten them, but it is obviously the fatal restriction of the fire-winged ants' inability to recognize the Lord's drive, which has caused countless monks who want to drive them back in defeat.

Seeing that such a rare spirit insect could not be driven, Chen Zhi was very sorry, so he no longer let the flying centipedes stop killing, but let them eat all at once.

"Huh?"

A large space was swept out of the air, so that Chen Zhi could not be far away, and on the ground in the distance, there were some fire-winged ants fighting with a flying centipede without fear of death, but as soon as they came into contact with the gray mist, they fell straight down.

There was nothing about these, but Chen Zhi noticed that behind these fire-winged ants, there was a large piece of blue crystal glitter, and he didn't know what the Dao was.

"Strange, go and see. ”

After Chen Zhi muttered to himself, he picked up the Moyu Flying Boat and flew straight over.