"Poof!"

sprayed Sun Fengzhao with a fishy liquid, and I don't know if this is the cow's saliva or blood. He just held the idea of "Lao Tzu didn't bite his tongue and let out blood when he was alive, and this time I will let your dead cow taste this taste first!", and made a final desperate fight.

The bull-headed spirit beast was in pain, Sun Fengzhao roared wildly, and his tongue immediately retracted.

Sun Fengzhao, who was secretly proud, was just about to use other magic weapons to drive away those bloodthirsty ants, and the mutation was born again.

The bloodthirsty ants that had already landed on Sun Fengzhao's arm suddenly flew up en masse, chasing the blood-spurting tongue in unison, and flew out after it.

Sun Fengzhao, who had just breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thought that he had made the right bet, only heard the hissing roar and rolling sound outside the cave, and the sound was in his ears, and he heard that it was like a boiling pot outside, and there was a mess.

Sun Fengzhao only felt that some huge object had hit the mountain wall, and the movement of "dong dong" was really big. His figure, which had been stuck in the middle of the cave, felt loosened by the shock under these shocks, and his body was soon able to move freely.

Sun Fengzhao hurriedly crawled forward with both hands, walked out of the same way, and propped his body to the entrance of the cave to see that the bloodthirsty ants and bull-headed spirit beasts that were still allies just now had already fought near the top of the crack, and rolled all the way to the top of the crack.

Countless countless flying bloodthirsty ants were swooping at the smell of blood many times larger than Sun Fengzhao's body, and they pounced on the body of the bull-headed spirit beast one after another, biting and attacking.

And those bloodthirsty ants who can only crawl on the ground, after finding the work target, are very orderly and efficient, one by one rush forward to take a bite of the fresh blood of the bull-headed spirit animal, and then turn around.

Because the size of the bull-headed spirit beast is too large, it is very unfavorable for it to turn around. Soon it was bitten into a sieve by the bloodthirsty ant colony, and the whole body was "nourished" with blood, and under the pain, it released a dark protective body light all over its body, barely resisting the footsteps of the bloodthirsty ants frantically gnawing. Then he went berserk, opened his big sharp mouth, and spit out his injured tongue, and countless bloodthirsty ants were rolled into his mouth, and when his body hit, he could squeeze a lot of them to death on the wall rock.

Although the bull-headed spirit beast is brave, it is no match for the opponent's ants, and the flesh in many places is gnawed away and the white bones are exposed. But it still fought to the death, killing a lot of bloodthirsty ants with each counterattack.

But there are no intelligent bloodthirsty ant colonies, whether they are in the sky or on the ground, how many deaths and injuries they have, they have maintained the same purpose, just moving forward, attacking the target one after another. The attacking ant colony bites the flesh of the bull-headed spirit animal, and the crawling worker ants rush forward one after another to suck the blood.

Practice has once again proved that two fists are hard to beat four hands, and more people will always have an advantage over fewer people...... Even if it is a spirit beast, no matter how much flesh and blood it is, it can't withstand the ravages and sucking of such a group of insatiable little devils.

The one-eyed bull-faced spirit beast finally became more and more exhausted under this round of group attacks, and its still huge body finally began to weaken. His struggles began to stagger and his counter-attacks became weaker and weaker. Fortunately, the number of hungry bloodthirsty ants also decreased sharply, and within a few minutes, the one-eyed bull-faced spirit beast fell to the ground and struggled twice, but could no longer stand up.

The remaining bloodthirsty ants all "whew" and stung on the remains of the one-eyed bull-faced spirit beast, starting a creepy meal.

When Sun Fengzhao heard a "rustling" chewing sound in his ears, he had already quietly relied on his feelings and cautiously retreated back into the cave. All the way again, he carefully shrunk back his not-so-tall body. But the cave was too narrow, and it was crooked, Sun Fengzhao was stuck in the stone crevices several times, and it took him a long time to get out, and he even did not hesitate to use magic weapons to pry open and smash the rocks that stood in the way.

But the sooner he moved away from the willpower of that group of terrifying first-class bloodthirsty ants, supporter Sun Fengzhao retreated and crawled in this narrow slit for more than an hour. Sun Fengzhao was so tired that he almost vomited blood, his hands, arms, and knees were worn out, and when he was thinking that he might not be able to walk normally in the future, he suddenly felt that the place where his back legs kicked out seemed to be spacious. Immediately, I was overjoyed, and I sped up my movements.

"Ah, finally crawled out of that cave!"

After reversing out of the hole, Sun Fengzhao only felt that his eyes suddenly opened up. Although the light was still gray, the special spiritual pressure generated by the Blood Demon Spirit Vein did not lessen in the slightest. But as soon as Sun Fengzhao came out of the cave, he still felt that his breath was smooth, and his spirit was also stunned.

When he stood up and stretched his joints, Sun Fengzhao hurriedly glanced at the environment he was in. It was a fortification that had collapsed with more than half of the rubble, but it was not visible in its original shape, but it was a mess, and the grass was overgrown about half a man's height and stood in the darkness.

Sun Fengzhao didn't use the Heavenly Eye Technique, and he couldn't see its general outline. In front of this fortification, and a little farther to the left and right, was a low, rolling hill. But there was not a single figure around.

Not far behind the fortifications, there was a depression. It is a hundred feet wide, and the surrounding area is bare, and there is no grass, and it is by no means a natural formation at a glance.

Sun Fengzhao, who already had a certain amount of experience, did not celebrate too much about his escape from ascension and temporary escape from danger. After looking at the area he was in, his expression moved, but he first released his divine sense, and quickly searched everything in Lixu, but found no trace of other monks and spirit beasts, so he glanced at the depression with confidence and walked over slowly.

Sun Fengzhao stood at the edge of the depression and carefully examined its shape, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

This is not a depression at all, it is a very neat round pit!

The pit was gray, and I don't know how deep the ash had accumulated, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Sun Fengzhao stared at the big pit for a while, revealing a deep groan. But a moment later, he pinched his hands, and as soon as he raised his hand, a hurricane more than a foot high formed in front of him out of thin air.

Sun Fengzhao spit out the word "go" and flicked his robe. Suddenly, the hurricane swept through the thick dust on the ground and roared towards the center of the crater.

Wherever the hurricane passed, all the debris and dust were swept up. In a moment, the true face of the stone pit was finally revealed.

Underneath it was all stone walls, with a dark red lava-like surface that was unusually smooth.

"It's ......"

Sun Fengzhao could see at a glance that this was clearly a stone pit formed by a high-temperature fire. Think of the shape of this pit again. He thought for a moment, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"Could it be that this is a huge crater caused by a monk's fireball technique?" With Sun Fengzhao's cultivation, if a fireball is released at this time and hits the stone wall or the ground, a similar pit will also appear, but the area is only one or two zhang in size at most. Compared to this hundred-zhang stone pit, it was impossible at all, and Sun Fengzhao couldn't imagine what level of cultivation he had to reach to make such a big fireball pit with a wave of his hand.

"Could it be that this is the magic power of the ancient monks, really powerful, and they can use a low-level spell to cause such a grand occasion? Then I am afraid that the ancient monks can make earth-shattering deeds without using any powerful magic weapons and spiritual weapons!"

Sun Fengzhao was stunned and thought for a long time before he let out a long breath and shook his head again. Explained: "Maybe I'm thinking too much. This pit may also be formed by some fire attribute ancient magic weapon attack. However, even so, the supernatural powers of the ancient monks are indeed not comparable to today's immortal cultivators. ”

Then, Sun Fengzhao walked slowly around the stone pit, and did not find anything special, so he stopped and looked up at the sky.

There was no dazzling sun, but instead there was a dark red endless cloud, emitting a faint light, enveloping the entire ancient battlefield, like a solid barrier, enveloping everything here.

But this place, where there is no grass and no strange spirit beasts, is just an ideal place for Sun Fengzhao to take a temporary recuperation and recover his mana.

Sun Fengzhao, whose mana is almost exhausted, and people are so tired that they can't walk anymore. Without thinking about it anymore, he immediately sat down cross-legged and took out several bottles of elixir and several fresh spirit herbs from the storage bag. After entering the entrance of a few spirit pills, Sun Fengzhao held a handful of spirit flowers and spirit grass in each of his hands without pity, and began to close his eyes and practice pranayama.

Others need several hours, or even days to recover mana cultivation, under Sun Fengzhao's "Heavenly Dome Method", as long as there are spirit flowers, spirit grass, and spirit pills that can be absorbed, Sun Fengzhao opened his eyes after only one hour, and suddenly stood up with a radiant light.

Sun Fengzhao casually threw away the spirit flowers and spirit grass that had become a pile of dead grass in his hand, this pile of spirit flowers and spirit grass, plus several spirit pills taken into Sun Fengzhao's body, had made Sun Fengzhao's mana recover eight or nine points in just over an hour.

Although Sun Fengzhao was still a little dissatisfied with his progress, this made any immortal cultivator see the speed of his recovery, and he would describe it as shocking. Because no one can recover depleted mana in such a short period of time and at such a fast speed.

The mana was almost recovered, and Sun Fengzhao immediately shifted his mind to the practical problem of how to get out. Through the previous series of encounters, Sun Fengzhao no longer had the idea of looking for the treasures left behind by the ancient monks, and only wanted to go out quickly and leave this ghost place.

It's better to save your life than to do anything, and what is safe and steady is the proper way to cultivate immortals! This Sun Fengzhao's unique concept of cultivating immortals may be said to be unmotivated in the eyes of others, but Sun Fengzhao has combined the first half of the mountain village and two or three years of experience in cultivating immortals, and this is the only realm he can achieve at present.

Turning around a high ground, Sun Fengzhao, who was moving cautiously all the way, suddenly felt that the sky in front of him was brighter, the terrain in front of him was getting more and more empty, and the mountain walls on both sides were gradually scattered. On the rocky ground, which was originally barren, some weeds gradually appeared.