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Insect tide is the most undesirable situation for monks in the world of immortality. Because it can be called an insect tide, the number of monster insects can no longer be measured in tens of thousands.
If the number of demonic insects reaches hundreds of millions or even billions, even if the level of the demonic insects is much lower than that of the monks, a monk who is surrounded by the insect swarm will never be able to escape from it.
Even if the besieged monk has the means to restrain the insect tide monster, it still depends on whether he has enough mana to support it.
Qin Fengming also had a lot of fears about monster insects. When he faced the life-killing monster insects and ice louse insects, even if he had the means to restrain those monster insects, he still had to spend a lot of effort to resolve the siege.
Now that these monster insects can survive in this harsh and wild sand, it is enough to know how powerful they are.
With his consciousness moving forward rapidly, Qin Fengming carefully inspected the place where the insects were surging violently in front of him, hoping to find the figure of the monk.
However, what disappoints Qin Fengming is that in addition to the sky full of sand and stones ahead, even the demonic insects in the insect swarm appear hazy in his consciousness, and he cannot identify what kind of demonic insect they are.
"The strong wind here is very dangerous. The person who can enter here is at worst a person with psychic ability or above. It seems that there must be more than one person who can make the insect swarm so violent."
Qin Fengming was suspended in the wild sand, his eyes flickering, and he made a judgment in his heart.
With this judgment, he felt at peace in his heart and went forward in no hurry.
The body moved and slowly flew forward.
However, just after he had traveled a hundred miles, a burst of icy cold breath suddenly swept up from the ground below. The breath came to him, causing Qin Fengming's figure to immediately stop on the spot.
Just when Qin Fengming came to a stop, black threads suddenly shot out from the sand below. The thin threads were like slender arrows shot out, shrouding the place where Qin Fengming was hovering.
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The silk thread was moving so fast that the wild sand seemed to have no hindrance at all.
The black silk thread just flashed for a moment, and it was already approaching Qin Fengming.
Qin Fengming's body was suspended in the air, and he did not dodge in the face of those silk threads. A burst of sneers sounded, and he saw the extremely fast and fierce silk threads touching a ball of brilliant blue light mist.
As time went by, they all disappeared without a trace.
Qin Fengming did not underestimate these threads, so he directly sacrificed the Huanji Xuanguang.
These threads may be a threat to the cultivators of theosophy, but naturally they cannot have any power against the profound light that Qin Fengming sacrificed.
With Qin Fengming's strength at this time, he can attack Huanji Xuanguang with a threat, which must be comparable to some of the Mahayana's attack methods.
Opening his hand, several threads appeared in the fluorescent light in front of Qin Fengming.
Looking at the black silk thread in front of him that instantly turned into a few droplets the size of rice grains in the fluorescence, Qin Fengming was shocked and immediately said: "This silk thread is quite extraordinary, it actually carries some space aura."
As the words came out of his mouth, Qin Fengming, who was thinking rapidly in his heart, suddenly struck the sandy ground below with his palms.
However, just as Qin Fengming made the move, the originally calm sandy ground below suddenly rolled up, and waves of sand like giant waves suddenly swept towards Qin Fengming. At the same time, a wave became even colder.
The aura suddenly appeared on the spot.
The sand waves surged, and the dark noise suddenly rose into the sky.
Qin Fengming's palm kept moving, and he directly grasped a ball of sand rising from the sky.
Silently, the huge palm just flashed, and then immediately retracted in front of him. The figure also flashed, and disappeared on the spot.
The terrifying ice coldness that spurted out from the sand waves had no restricting effect on Qin Fengming at all.
As his figure flashed, Qin Fengming's palms were stretched out in front of his eyes. At first glance, his eyes suddenly flashed with blue light.
In front of him was a strange oval-shaped monster insect as big as a fist.
The demonic insect's body is green and black, with a solid shell on top of its body. Its six slender legs are covered with a layer of fine fine hairs. It has a small pointed head, sharp mouthparts, and a row of eyes as big as mung beans.
There are tens of numbers.
"Hey, are these demonic insects cold shadow insects?"
When he first saw this monster insect, Qin Fengming suddenly screamed out the name of the monster insect.
The Cold Shadow Bug is a gregarious monster insect that lives in extremely cold places. It eats ice and possesses cold attributes. It can blend into the ice with its innate magical power, leaving only a faint shadow, hence its name.
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Qin Fengming looked at the droplets and strange monster insects in his hand, his expression full of doubts.
The shape of the demonic insect in his eyes at this moment was very similar to the cold shadow insect recorded in the classics. However, although there was an icy air here, it was not a bitterly cold place. There were sand and rocks everywhere, which made Qin Fengming very surprised.
The bodies of those demonic insects were accompanying the sand waves, but they seemed to be integrated into the sand grains. Merely detecting them with spiritual consciousness did not seem to be able to pinpoint their details.
"Is it possible that there is endless ice hidden under this sand?" Qin Fengming soon thought of some possible reasons and whispered.
While he was thinking in his mind and speaking in his mouth, his figure did not stand still. Instead, he dodged left and right amid the overwhelming sand waves, without letting the cold sand waves contaminate his body at all.
At this time, Qin Fengming was still hundreds of miles away from the place where a large number of insect swarms had been detected by his spiritual sense.
However, a large number of demonic insects emerged here, which made Qin Fengming a little puzzled. If there were demonic insects in this area, the number would be too great.
Although he was shocked, Qin Fengming, who had clearly identified the monster insect, showed no signs of worry.
Although the Cold Shadow Insect is considered a powerful gregarious monster insect, the level of Cold Shadow Insect in front of him at this moment does not pose much of a threat to him.
The Cold Shadow Insect cannot fly and can only move rapidly on the ground. Although it can combine the power of the swarming insects to form a huge wave of insects that sweeps the world, there is no threat at all in front of his rapid movement.
With his figure flashing, Qin Fengming approached the place ahead where the insect swarm was surging.
The level of these cold shadow insects is not in Qin Fengming's eyes. The most numerous are semi-adults. Although there are adults, the number is very small.
Such a swarm of demonic insects does not pose a great threat to the Xuan level. However, the demonic insects are not very intelligent and are not afraid of the pressure of high-level monks. Therefore, they will rush forward without fear of death and do not care about the lives of their companions.
His figure flashed, and Qin Fengming's figure was like a dexterous flying swallow, rising and falling among the torrential waves of sand, quickly flying forward.
Soon, Qin Fengming finally saw the figure of the monk trapped in the insect swarm.
These are seven monks, five men and two women.
Through the layers of monsters sweeping through them, Qin Fengming identified the seven monks one by one. How could these seven people be miserable at this moment?
I saw seven monks who were besieged at this moment. The clothes on the five male cultivators were in tatters, their arms were exposed, and there were scars on their bodies. Even the clothes made of monster skins on the two female cultivators had become tattered at this moment.
It was in tatters, but the two of them were among seven people, so they received significantly fewer attacks.
Qin Fengming was shocked as his spiritual consciousness swept over him. The strength of these seven people was quite extraordinary. Two of them were in the early stage of Xuanling, and the remaining five were also in the late stage of divine connection or at their peak.