"You killed those innocent secular people in Niushou Mountain, but you thought of letting them live." Lu Xiaotian's eyes turned cold, he pinched the spell with his magic finger, and several spells shot out.
After resisting for a while, the female monk Danfengyan desperately fled into a river near Niushou Mountain, trying to use the cover of the river to escape.
"Escape into the river and think I can't do anything to you?" Lu Xiaotian was a little funny. He had better have several methods to force the other party to surface. Without any hesitation, Lu Xiaotian threw out several thunder nets. The lightning flashes
The net swished into the river, and the fish in the river suffered the same disaster as the pond fish, and were turned upside down by the electricity.
There was a miserable groan from the bottom of the water. There was a faint figure caught in a net and struggling hard under the water. The power of the thunder net technique in the water was greater than usual.
"Water and Thunder Technique!" "Ice Arrow Technique!"
Two water mines paralyzed the female monk with red phoenix eyes. After breaking her protective shield, dozens of ice arrows shot into the water like lightning. Lu Xiaotian turned around and walked against the wind without looking back, and then walked dozens of feet away.
, blood surged from the river behind him, and a corpse with several ice arrows stuck in its body surfaced.
"When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. It's a sad moment." Returning to the place where they fought just now, Lu Xiaotian comforted Weng Zhihan and said.
Weng Zhihan wiped the tears on his face, sighed heavily, and buried the female body hastily, burning some yellow paper and red candles.
After Weng Zhihan paid homage to his daughter, he took the storage bags of the black-armored man and another monk in the middle stage of Qi Refining, and handed them over to Lu Xiaotian untouched.
There were no valuable spiritual objects in it. Lu Xiaotian only took a few spiritual stones from it and gave the others to Weng Zhihan. After Weng Zhihan thanked Lu Xiaotian, he mentioned that his daughter had a relic that he had given her during her lifetime. Now her daughter is suffering.
It may have been stolen by bandits. Weng Zhihan wanted to retrieve his daughter's belongings, but Lu Xiaotian agreed without much thought.
An hour later, Weng Zhihan rummaged around in Niushou Mountain and finally found a square inkstone that was only one size larger than an ordinary inkstone. Except for its slightly larger size, there was nothing outstanding about it. Maybe Weng Zhihan's daughter was a pretty girl.
Weng Zhihan, a talented and elegant man, put the inkstone in his package and set off again with Lu Xiaotian.
One day later, there was a swamp filled with smoke. Two people, an old man and a young man, walked carefully on the edge of the swamp, looking alert.
Buzz....
A group of sixty or seventy yellow flying mosquitoes jumped up from the swamp and rushed towards the two strangers, Weng Zhihan and Lu Xiaotian.
"Why are there so many flying mosquitoes!"
In the swamp, not only miasma and poisonous mist are rampant. From time to time, they will encounter attacks from countless monsters and insects such as poisonous scorpions, poisonous mosquitoes, and poisonous spiders. When dealing with some low-level spiritual creatures, Lu Xiaotian showed no respect at all.
The consciousness of loving the old always makes Weng Zhihan take action in most situations. Although he did not encounter any dangerous monsters, Weng Zhihan dealt with it very hard all the way. Even though he was already in the late stage of Qi refining, he was still unable to do what he wanted. There was another situation in front of him.
There are sixty or seventy flying mosquitoes. It is quite troublesome to block the flying mosquitoes with a spiritual shield and then chop them with a spiritual sword. These flying mosquitoes are extremely sensitive, and attacking with spells is relatively effective, but his precise control of spells is not very good. Therefore, Weng Zhi
Han couldn't help but look at Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian was just about to use the Fire Rain Technique to burn these flying mosquitoes, but the shadow ants in the jade gourd began to stir and seemed to be quite excited. It seemed that they had encountered delicious prey. Lu Xiaotian thought for a moment and then removed the shadow ants.
The ants were released. After entering the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, his consciousness had greatly increased. At this time, the number of shadow ants he could control had reached nearly one hundred and fifty. When they flew out, they were also black and dense.
"Insect cultivator!" Weng Zhihan's throat interfered. Seeing how powerful Lu Xiaotian's spells were, and easily killing several monks including the middle-aged black-armored monks in succession, he thought that Lu Xiaotian was a rare person who had practiced spells to an extremely high level.
The reason why he entered the Heishui Village Mine was to use the spirit stones in the mine to master spells. Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaotian was proficient in more than just spells. It was only now that he realized that he was a powerful insect cultivator.
One hundred and dozens of shadow ants, the number of which was slightly more than twice that of flying mosquitoes. Under the command of Lu Xiaotian, the shadow ants divided into several teams and surrounded the flying mosquitoes. In a moment, they bit the flying mosquitoes and killed these highly toxic flying mosquitoes.
Eat cleanly one by one.
"These shadow ants of Mr. Lu are really amazing!" Weng Zhihan said with full praise.
"How far is it from the secret room you mentioned?" Lu Xiaotian didn't take Weng Zhihan's praise to heart and asked after taking back the satiated shadow ants.
Weng Zhihan said, "There are still two hours left, but the miasma and poisonous fog will become thicker in the future. I'm afraid we need to collect some detoxifying herbs. Why don't you take a break, Mr. Lu? I remember there is a place with this kind of growth."
Plant some detoxifying herbs, and I will go and collect some and come back."
Lu Xiaotian frowned and said, "You go alone, what if there is danger?"
Weng Zhihan smiled and said, "There are not many monsters and poisonous insects in that place, but it is a bit troublesome to collect the spiritual grass. It just takes a little time, and this simple job can be done by this young man, but Mr. Lu does not need to do it."
Lu Xiaotian was about to say something when suddenly there seemed to be a slight movement in the other spirit insect bag. Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed with joy. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll be right here. You go and come back quickly."
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"Okay, the little old man will definitely be back in less than an hour." Weng Zhihan nodded quickly.
Looking at Weng Zhihan's leaving figure, Lu Xiaotian showed a thoughtful expression. After the other person completely disappeared, Lu Xiaotian took off the other spiritual insect bag on his waist. When he opened the bag, there were several orange-yellow insects inside.
The eggs roll out.
Lu Xiaotian was delighted to find that a small crack appeared on one of the insect eggs.
"That's great. After spending more than six years cultivating it with mana, a world-breaking insect egg is finally about to hatch."
There was no one around, Lu Xiaotian no longer suppressed his inner emotions, and his face was overjoyed. He saw the yellow insect egg with cracks, and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger. It was as long as an index finger, and the whole body was light yellow, and the body was distributed in segments.
, a strange insect that looks a bit like a centipede, but has a head like a silkworm. It emerges from the eggs.
"Chirp chirp..." The boundary-breaking insect swallowed the egg shell in one mouthful, and the yellow color of the insect's body became a little darker.
"It seems that we have to let your little guy recognize his master in advance, otherwise he may not be able to cope with the changes that will happen later." Lu Xiaotian murmured, and swiped the thumbnail of his right hand on his middle finger, and a drop of blood fell on it.
On the body of the Boundary Breaker Insect.
"Chirp..." the world-breaking insect screamed, but it had just been reborn and did not resist the monk's mental power as strongly as the adult insect. The world-breaking insect struggled for a while and then succumbed.
"It's been a long time coming. It's not easy to hatch a little guy like you."