Looking around, there are at least 20,000 of them.
The most egregious thing is that their shells are hard and they are not afraid of swords, guns, water and fire, and they ignore the protective aura.
It turns out that the appearance of the green scarf warrior is just a cover, and the puppet is actually an insect nest. Normally, the stag beetles disguise themselves as human beings under the control of the insect king and can run and jump. Only at critical moments do they reveal their true colors.
Bai Ziqi's situation was more terrifying than poking a hornet's nest. The stag beetles roared and pounced on their prey, covering the ground.
He Lingchuan felt his scalp numb at the sight, threw out a medicine bag, and sped up to chase the fugitive in front.
That kind of medicine bag is made of wicker sticks to repel insects and ants, and it is very effective. In reality, He Lingchuan also prepared a few bags according to the prescription, so that he would not be bitten while walking in the wilderness.
The medicine pack fell to the ground, accurately exploding a burst of yellow mist among the insects.
After that, he didn't care anymore.
With his famous name, Duyunshi certainly has the ability to protect himself, right?
He doesn't need to worry too much.
The lakeshore loomed in front of him, but after the blue sheep collided three times in succession, the distance between him and his prey was shortened to within twenty feet.
He Lingchuan aimed at the big wolf under Cen Boqing and struck directly with the Fusheng knife.
The wolf puppet is very nimble and can be avoided in a flash.
Of course, the Fusheng knife made a sharp turn and flew far away, seemingly without a trace.
Cen Boqing was filled with panic and kept looking back to observe Bai Ziqi's actions. As a result, the Fusheng knife detoured from the side and attacked insidiously from the blind corner of his vision.
The warg suddenly became lame, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.
The Fusheng knife chopped off one of its hind legs.
The only one who was still running for his life was Cheng Yu.
His face was as golden as paper, and he didn't know if the injury had recurred. At this time, he turned back and glanced at He Lingchuan, and suddenly shouted: "Fall!"
The ground beneath the Bighorn Sheep's feet suddenly collapsed and turned into a swamp.
Looking at Cheng Yu again, the short staff in his hand always touched the ground with its tail, silently turning the road where the warg passed into a mud puddle.
Spellcasters are also magicians. As long as they use the right magical power at critical moments, even simple spells can save lives.
No matter how capable the blue sheep can jump, its hooves still need a fulcrum. At this time, it is stuck in the quagmire and cannot get out. He Lingchuan had no choice but to jump up from the sheep's back and spread out his body skills to chase after it.
But Cheng Yu was only five feet away from the lake shore. At the same time, he stretched out his hand into his arms, obviously there was still something to follow.
Then two feet, one foot...
Just as he was about to jump into the lake, a large white fireball suddenly hit him in front of him, with a diameter of at least three feet.
As soon as it hit the ground, it exploded with intense white light.
When a bright light suddenly bursts out in the dark night, a normal person's first reaction would definitely be to turn around to avoid being blinded.
Chapter completed!