On the ridge, the Mosquito King looked down with cold eyes, and there was a hint of expression.

When practicing to this level, its spiritual intelligence is far from comparable to ordinary demon mosquitoes; if it is purely based on thinking ability, purple mosquitoes are almost the same as ordinary people.

It has the experience of blood instinct and its own growth, but it does not have the words passed down from the times like humans, and the knowledge written by countless predecessors in words.

It experienced the last autumn hunting and had a deep understanding of human cunning: from the very beginning, it understood that Shisanlang's goal was himself.

Always myself!

But it did not expect that this not-so-powerful human would have such powerful combat power, so many means, and so long and lasting.

Under the consumption of endless demon mosquitoes, Mai Shaofei could no longer support it, and Shisanlang was still alive: except for his body covered with blood and dust, he did not even show any sign of fatigue.

The more he fights, the more powerful he is, the more he fights, the more powerful he continues to fight..., the stronger he becomes!

The Mosquito King was very confused and found it difficult to understand; with its understanding of humans, this situation was simply impossible. The monks had advantages that monsters could not match in the battle. They had magical powers, magic weapons, talisman formations and other auxiliary means: each one was powerful, and each one was extremely dangerous. However, they also had fatal weaknesses. One was that they were not united enough, and then their magic power was limited. As long as they took a while, even the strongest monks would become weak and become food.

The current situation completely subverts the view of the Mosquito King on humanity. Human beings are united, advance and retreat in an orderly manner and are not afraid of death; more importantly, they have a strong man who is always high and never tired: and his goal is himself!

As the battle continued, especially as several blue mosquitoes were killed, an uneasy atmosphere emerged among the mosquito group: when the flying ants appeared, the atmosphere reached its peak. The originally ignorant and fearless demon mosquitoes were actually afraid and even showed signs of collapse!

Those specious similarities are more ferocious than demon mosquitoes, more indifferent than demon mosquitoes, and more obeying instructions. They have such a terrible appearance, a hard shell that demon mosquitoes unimaginable, and have more diverse and more powerful attack methods.

Almost instinctively, the demon mosquitoes are afraid of these mutated similar species. They cannot understand why their mouthparts stabbed each other and they can never die! Not only does they not die, but they also become even more cruel.

Some flying ants and ordinary demon mosquitoes cannot even pierce through their shells! In other words, they cannot break the defense at all!

How can I fight this?

Any creature has emotions, and demon mosquitoes are no exception; the difference is that their emotions will not be easily revealed, and because of the pressure of the upper mosquito king, they ignore life and death and fear, and they seem to have no emotions.

The demon mosquitoes give their units a population, and a mosquito king has absolute authority over the lower-level people; however, those blue mosquito kings are not all the people of purple mosquitoes, but have to obey because of strong suppression. Once the blue mosquito dies, it is a fantasy to try to control millions of demon mosquitoes.

Unlike demon mosquitoes, flying ants always maintain a single-layer structure. All flying ants are the children of an ant queen. They are children who are raised by their own children, obey 100% and are absolutely impossible to betray them!

To be honest, even if Shisanlang ordered, the flying ant would not make any unfavorable actions to the queen. This is instinct, there is no blood connection with no barriers, and it is the way of heaven!

How to compare demon mosquitoes with it? How can you compare it with it?

"You have to kill him! Kill him with your own hands." The Mosquito King stared at the figure coldly and thought to himself.

If it has - Qihang has Jia Jiaxin.

"You have to do it early! Now I'm like this, you alone... can you do it?"

Mai Shaofei is worthy of being Mai Shaofei. While adjusting his breathing magic, he can also take time to consult tactics. He was amazed at Shisanlang's ability to continue fighting, but he did not agree with his tactics.

"Not just now."

While throwing iron balls around, Shisanlang explained to Mai Shaofei: It’s not that he is afraid that he will misunderstand, but that he can understand his intentions so that he can cooperate better.

"First of all, you have to wait for you to gather people together, otherwise, if you haven't waited for you to kill the Mosquito King, these people are afraid that they will be dead. How can you fight?"

The bomb was opened, and there were still people around to cover it: occasionally one or two demon mosquitoes leaked, and hundreds of the most powerful flying ants were circling around him, which was no threat to him. Shisanlang divided the bomb with his divine mind and fired nothing more.

As Xu Tu recovered, he said: "Blue mosquitoes are not that easy to kill. If you do it this way, it just needs to transfer a few blue mosquitoes over and follow a bunch of blue mosquitoes. Can you eat it?"

Mai Shaofei didn't know what to say, so he had to remain silent.

"It's different now. The morale of the demon mosquitoes is in chaos. Those blue mosquitoes are unwilling to die easily. The most important thing is that the purple mosquitoes cannot be defeated at this time, and they cannot even retreat."

With a sneer on his face, Shisanlang said decisively, "As for whether I can do it, you will know later."

"Virtue!"

Mai Shaofei looked around, looked down at himself, looked up at Shisanlang, and felt sadness from the heart and started to curse.

"That's a big deal! I believe this young master will recover from his cultivation level and beat you up!"

The battlefield can change people's temperament the most. It can turn cowards into warriors, turn lambs into hungry wolves, and turn humble gentlemen into the most vulgar rich guys. Because of this encounter, the quiet Shisanlang became unruly, and Mai Shaofei was even more gentle and elegant in the past, adding a sense of heroism.

Shisanlang said lightly: "Those are useless. I can strangle you to death by moving my fingers now."

"You try!"

Mai Shaofei was furious and said angrily: "I think my young master, Ren Ling, can you lose to you a spy in the spiritual realm!"

"Pretty, just pretend!"

Shisanlang took the time to pat his shoulder, and his tone was slightly sarcastic: "Are you tired of intrigue all day long? What tricks do you have? Don't worry about it later."

Even if you can't tell the truth in this situation, Mai Shaofei completely extinguished his mind and said with emotion: "I won't make trouble with you. In short, I will give you a word. No matter what your identity is, you will be my brother. If you violate this oath, Shaofei will be punished by heaven and earth!"

This is a harsh sentence!

Monks are different from ordinary people, and their vows are not something they can make: at this moment, Mai Shaofei truly put aside Shisanlang's identity and took the initiative to carry this burden. Unfortunately, he didn't know what kind of price he would pay for this vow and what kind of opportunity he would usher in the future.

After hearing Mai Shaofei's words, Shisanlang remained silent for a long time before saying, "Let's talk about it after surviving."

Facing the Purple Mosquito King who has never been in contact with, even if Shisanlang still has a trump card, how can he be sure of it? The so-called man conquers nature is actually just a mental paralysis and seeking confidence: maybe in the next moment, the two of them will die at the same time and become the food for hundreds of millions of demon mosquitoes.

"What are you afraid of just a magic mosquito!"

The knot in his heart was completely resolved, and Young Master Mai was vigorous, as if his whole body had completely restored his cultivation. He stretched out his right palm to Shisanlang and said with a sigh: "Brothers are united, and their strengths are cut off!"

"Don't you regret it?" Shisanlang looked at Mai Shaofei's eyes and spoke quietly.

"I regret it!" Mai Shaofei said filthy in anger.

"Bang!" On the battlefield where blood and fire were intertwined, the two palms slapped together with the accompaniment of roar and howling.

"For brothers all your life!"

"Life and death are not symbiosis!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, one sincerely revealing firmness, and the other with a harsh heart, like an arrow piercing through the clouds and shooting straight into the endless altitude: also like the thunder of the nine heavens, splitting through numerous obstacles and echoing throughout the battlefield.

There were a sound of shouting and corresponding sounds. People looked at the two figures standing proudly on the back of the donkey and cheered in unison.

"The soul burning soul will last forever!"

At this moment, no matter what Shisanlang is, he is a member of the Lanling Clan; like Mai Shaofei, it is the hope for the revival of the Lanling Clan.

Always, forever!

In the midst of joy, the ferocious figure of the Mosquito King gradually enlarged, as if in front of him!

Two hundred meters, the demon mosquitoes around were already crazy, and regardless of the impact of the explosion, they rushed towards the two of them in a desperate manner. Among them, nearly half of the blue mosquito kings gathered, and countless gray mosquito kings: ordinary demon mosquitoes were overwhelming, and endless training, the crowd behind them could no longer keep up with them, and the direct people of purple mosquitoes were everywhere. The other blue mosquito kings did not join the battle group. They looked here with their respective belongings, looking coldly, and were as if they were watching the changes.

This is the consequence of killing the generals before. If the three blue mosquitoes were not killed, these mosquito kings would have been summoned together, and their resistance was almost unimaginable.

They have to wait and see for a while, and see whether the purple mosquito wins or fails, so as to decide their position.

More and more demon mosquitoes pounced into the inner circle, and their levels were getting higher and higher: the flying ants gradually lost sight of one thing, and some demon mosquitoes had already attacked the big gray. At this time, the god donkey was frightened and almost gritted his teeth and rushed towards the Mosquito King. It had already scolded Shisanlang in its heart, but the arrow was on the string, so it could not help but fight to the death.

"It's too much, this guy is too much! After this time, I can't say that I can't get along with him anymore, it's so fatal!"

Seeing that the iron ball could not open up a passage for him, Shisanlang rose up, waved his hand and took out a soul banner, and shouted lightly.

"Beat the drum!"

Mai Shaofei could no longer hold back. Hearing this, he pushed his magic power to the limit and bent his fingers to the small drum three times.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

Three drums sounded, and Shisanlang let out a clear roar, and his aura suddenly let go! He no longer concealed his cultivation, no longer restrained his breath, and the majestic pressure dispersed, forming a roaring hurricane that swept across all directions.

At the core of the hurricane, Shisanlang's figure seemed to melt in the wind, and his eyes were hard to detect. The hurricane circled and stormed, violently crushing everything around him. Whether it was the demon mosquito or the mosquito kings, they were all tangled into pieces.

Behind him, there was an illusory figure, pressing against Shisanlang's body, like a erected shadow. Her eyes were a hundred times colder than the demon mosquito, and there was a resentment that people could not face and ghosts would also be terrified.

She was almost invisible, and even with Mai Shaofei's cultivation level, it was difficult to detect its existence. On top of her head, there were two small braids, like a pair of peppers facing the sky, or like two balls of jumping flames, sucking people's hearts.

The last batch of iron balls exploded, and Shisanlang left slowly like the wind, leaving behind Mai Shaofei, who was stunned, completely confused.

"Killing Dan..."!~!
Chapter completed!