Insects are everywhere in the starry sky of the colorful star field. If a piece of dust drifts in, Zhang Changkong has a high chance of finding it.
Zhang Changkong quickly determined the flight path of the seven saints and their purpose.
"Are you going to save the saint from before?"
Zhang Changkong looked at another screen.
I saw countless immortal cultivators driving battleships up and down in the sea of insects.
Forty or fifty battleships formed a formation, and nearly a thousand immortal cultivators guarded the battleships to fight against the insects.
From time to time, the formations of battleships were shattered by insects, and each battleship was submerged in the sea of insects.
If the insects hadn't formed an insect formation to fight against the battleship formation, it would have been even more difficult to defeat the immortal cultivator's formation.
Immortal cultivators are intelligent and can use warships, magic weapons and other equipment to enhance their strength. On the other hand, insects, even ancient insects, rely on spells and their bodies to fight.
It has been nearly two months, and the number of insects that are more than ten times the number of immortal cultivators still cannot kill all the tens of millions of immortal cultivators.
Zhang Changkong couldn't help but think that some ancient beasts in the Black Mirror Continent also refined exotic treasures.
However, Zhang Changkong quickly gave up this idea.
He has too many ancient insects, and he can't tell which one has the talent to advance to the holy insect. The lifespan of most ancient insects is only two to three hundred thousand years.
After spending a huge amount of money to refine the exotic treasure, I am afraid that the ancient insect will be of no use and die of old age or die at the stage of advancement.
Zhang Changkong doesn't have many enemies. Most of his bugs live in the stage of "raising troops for a thousand days" throughout their lives, and they have no place to use them if they want to.
It is this opportunity that allows many bugs to shine before they die.
Zhang Changkong ignored the rescue by the seven saints.
The scaled-down version of the God-killing Formation has also been reduced in speed, making it inconvenient to move. If others don't attack him, it will be difficult for him to make the God-killing Formation effective in killing and trapping enemies.
As for the insects surrounding the three million immortal cultivators left, Zhang Changkong did not recall them.
He can kill those saints if he wants. He doesn't feel bad about killing them no matter how much. Anyway, those king insects only have a lifespan of three to five thousand years if they don't kill them. It doesn't make much difference whether they die early or later.
Unless the Northern Alliance directly goes to war with him now, it probably won't come in handy until the next time.
Zhang Changkong watched the seven saints killing insects.
Seven saints joined the battlefield, boosting the morale of the remaining three million cultivators.
Regardless of whether the cultivator is in high spirits or low, the insect swarm will always flutter its wings when it is time to rush.
Zhang Changkong watched the eight saints and the immortal cultivators fighting the insects as if they were watching an epic movie, and he just wanted to laugh in his heart.
Nowadays, at this stage of King Insect, one only needs to find a planet with strong spiritual energy and raise some insects freely, which is as easy as raising livestock.
There are usually tens of thousands of spiritual planets in a star field, and there are fewer in the border star field, with around tens of thousands of them.
With the Sacred Heart Worry insect breeding business, these king insects are produced like toilet paper.
As long as there are aura planets, the King Insect can have as many as it wants, it just takes some time.
Only Gu Chong made Zhang Changkong slightly interested.
Think of ancient insects.
Zhang Changkong couldn't help but think of the Spirit Gu Demon King who had been nesting on Daluo Star for more than ten thousand years.
The Demon King of Spirit Gu has indeed improved the efficiency of Da Luo Star in producing ancient insects, from one every hundred years to one every thirty years on average.
This spiritual Gu Demon King took advantage of the Daluo Star's environment to create many weird Gu insects. He also studied many magical acquired magic weapons and various cultivation techniques through the ancient books that Zhang Changkong placed all over the Daluo Star. Law.
The materials used by the Spiritual Gu Demon King to refine Gu were not only limited to insects. She also secretly hunted and killed aliens and even immortal cultivators who entered Da Luo Star for experiments.
The Demon King of Spirit Gu was probably able to transform Da Luo Star to the level of an ancient insect every ten years, but she was reluctant to leave Da Luo Star, a place where all races in the starry sky gathered together, so she delayed the progress again and again.
Zhang Changkong knew through the Holy Soul Insect that the Spirit Gu Demon King was on the small ocean island on the other side of the Daluo Star. She was not allowed to interrupt the experiment even when the Sunset Saint used a holy weapon to attack the Daluo Star.
Although Zhang Changkong had doubts about the progress of the Spirit Gu Demon King's transformation, he did not open his mouth.
After Steel King stole the core knowledge of Black Mirror Continent to Zhang Changkong, Zhang Changkong no longer valued the knowledge scattered on Daluo Star.
Among the core knowledge of the Black Mirror Continent are formations such as the "God-killing Formation" and the "Time and Space Formation" that are more valuable than ordinary sacred weapons, as well as some knowledge that guides how to integrate laws.
In the wild world, the power of the holy weapon overwhelms everything, and the power of the law does not seem to be important to the saint.
In fact, after mastering more laws and integrating them with each other, the power exerted cannot be compared to the eternal holy weapon, and it is absolutely no worse than any holy weapon.
Many mythical beasts understand and master many laws and do not need the help of sacred weapons at all.
Understanding and mastering the laws also requires know-how, and the laws of fusion have countless limitations and require the assistance of secret techniques.
Unless he is truly a genius, it would be impossible for an ancient saint to fuse even two laws even if he lived for tens or even hundreds of millions of years.
The law of fusion is no longer like cultivating magic power. As long as you work hard, you will gain something. There is no direction or path, and you have been stuck in the same place for millions of years.
Zhang Changkong has never seen such precious knowledge in the inheritance of human immortal cultivators.
He didn't know whether it existed in the human race or was hidden by a small number of people. As a result, many ancient saints in the human race who had lived for who knows how many years lost their sacred weapons and their strength was reduced to the point where they could compete with the new saints.
With this kind of precious knowledge, Zhang Changkong finally knew the direction of his efforts. He didn't want to be a coward like those ancient saints who were besieged by insects. Countless years had really passed down to dogs.
"The Morning Light Divine Court has ten eternal sacred weapons. According to Steel King, the Black Mirror Continent Beast Clan only has six eternal sacred weapons. The original Dawn Light Divine Court should be much stronger than the Black Mirror Continent. In theory, the human race should have laws about fusion. knowledge."
Zhang Changkong couldn't understand why there was no such knowledge in the inheritance of immortal cultivators. He just let the saints focus on "contesting" the amount of holy power. This made many ancient saints have the same strength today as they did yesterday for thousands of years. Time has passed and they have nothing but age. not long.
Of course, the human race is not better.
Just as the starry sky cannot accommodate more human saints now, the world in the future cannot accommodate more powerful people.
The so-called competition is that the secret to leading is that no one has it but I have it.
When he becomes an immortal one day, he will practice the fusion of laws for tens of billions of years and trample all other true immortals in the human race under his feet.
It was inevitable that this knowledge would spread. Except for most of the formations that were passed on to the Holy Heart, Zhang Changkong remained in his Holy Soul.
Zhang Changkong, who had gotten more good things, was not too anxious about the increase in the number of ancient insects, so he just let the Demon King of Spirit Gu stay in Daluo Star to see how long she could shamelessly delay it.
On an island in Da Luo Star, there is an immortal cultivation sect of the Spirit Gu Sect. This sect has many disciples.
These disciples are all kinds of strange, including humans with three pairs of eyes and aliens with insect heads.
The disciples in this sect are not only the experimental assistants of the Spirit Gu Demon King, but also her experimental subjects.
The Spirit Gu Demon King frowned in an underground space filled with corpses of ancient insects.
"It seems that more ancient insects are needed for experiments."
The spiritual consciousness of the Spiritual Gu Demon King was transmitted, and soon the disciples of the Spiritual Gu Sect entered the caves one after another, driving the huge king insects to the center of the island to train together to become ancient insects.
The Demon King of Spirit Gu suddenly changed his mind. He seemed to have felt the soul breath of more than a dozen saints before. Could it be an illusion?
In an instant, he no longer cared. The Spirit Gu Demon King had been in this state of addiction for more than a thousand years in order to refine the Holy Gu.
Zhang Changkong looked at the immortal cultivators in the picture who had died by the million. The blood in his heart finally cooled down. The eight saints gave up their fight with the insects, and the remaining immortal cultivators returned to the cave.
The insect swarm, which was much smaller in number and had no time to replenish, could no longer stop the eight saints from leaving.
Zhang Changkong looked at a picture again.
One of the three saints had already given in and wanted to negotiate with Zhang Changkong. He loudly stated various conditions and threatened to hand over the holy weapon.
But Zhang Changkong just watched quietly, without any wavering in his heart.
He will not give others even a one-in-a-billion chance to make a comeback.
Seeing that these three saints could still persist, Zhang Changkong thought of something, so he notified a holy insect that was fighting against the saint's domain to come back.
Again, Zhang Changkong would not leave Daluo Star until those three saints died.
(End of chapter)
