Two skills exploded?
Meng Jing was a little surprised when he saw the two extra skills in his space backpack.
Unexpectedly, this gray jackrabbit can also unleash two skills.
I happen to be bored myself, so I might as well see what these two skills do.
If it were the past, with these two yellow grades, they would have been recycled long ago.
Thinking about it, he clicked on the space backpack, and first selected the skill called Wind and Grass to look at it.
"[Exercise name]: The wind blows."
"[Kung Fu Level]: Top grade yellow level."
"[Cultivation Requirements]: Spiritual Vein Realm."
"[Practice content]: By practicing this technique, you can hear the sound of wind and grass nearby, which can greatly improve your hearing."
"This skill is okay!"
Looking at the introduction above, Meng Jing frowned slightly.
This skill is not bad, the only drawback is that the level is too low!
However, the description of this skill was good, so Meng Jing still tapped the technique lightly.
"Ding, may I ask the host if you choose to study?"
Meng Dingding nodded.
"Ding, I'm learning this technique..."
"Ding, study successfully..."
Soon, as the sound of the system fell, a large number of pictures began to flow through Meng Jing's mind.
These pictures are the key to how to use this technique.
It didn't take long for Meng Jing to master them all.
It's just a yellow class skill, but it's very easy for me to learn it.
"There's also an Eagle's Tread, I don't know what it's like!"
After fully grasping the wind and waves, Meng Jing turned his attention to another technique.
Just when I was about to click to see what was special about this technique, I heard a rustling sound of grass trembling from not far away.
Meng Jing's hand stopped and he looked towards the source of the sound.
I saw that the source of the sound was in the woods not far away.
Several vague figures were reflected in the grass forest.
These figures were running over, looking behind them as they ran.
It seemed as if something terrible was chasing them behind them.
"Sir, someone seems to be coming!"
Aling'er on the side also saw a few figures not far away, walked over and explained.
"Yeah, I saw it!"
While Meng Jing nodded, he was also surprised at the listening effect of this technique.
Unexpectedly, I could clearly hear the sound of the wind and grass fifty meters away.
"Brother Qing, run quickly, those guys are coming after you!"
"Yes, boss!"
Those figures pulled a fat figure in the middle and said anxiously.
The expression on his face was even more full of fear.
"Sir, what should we do?"
Aling'er looked at Meng Jing and already flashed the dagger.
"Look what's going on!"
Meng Jing waved his hand, then stepped lightly, pulling Aling'er's body and jumping onto the branch.
He was not in a hurry to take action, but was a little curious. The cultivation strength of these people was almost at the level of spiritual cultivators.
Especially the fat man in the middle, whom they call Brother Qing and Boss, is even more powerful.
His strength is already around the peak of spiritual cultivators.
It is estimated that he is only one level away from breaking through to the peak state of a spiritual practitioner.
However, even with such strength, there are still things that make them feel afraid.
He had clearly sensed the surroundings with his breath, and there were no monsters that were too powerful.
What is it that makes them so scared?
After jumping onto the tree, Meng Jing took advantage of the height and looked down.
Behind those figures, there was a dense pile of things that were rushing towards them.
These densely packed things were so small that Meng Jing couldn't see clearly what they were for a while.
But with such a large number, fortunately I am not a trypophobic person.
Otherwise, seeing these things will definitely make your legs weak.
"Sir, this is a soul-eating ant!"
Aling'er, who was standing on the branch, had a look of astonishment on her face after seeing the densely packed things.
"you know?"
Meng Jing asked curiously.
He didn't know much about this soul-eating ant.
But judging from Al Ling'er's shocked expression, these soul-eating ants seem to be a bit extraordinary!
"Yes, my lord!"
Alinger nodded.
Then, he began to explain: "Sir, these soul-eating ants make a living by absorbing human souls. They are extremely corrosive. Once bitten by them, there is basically no cure!"
While talking, a burst of screams came.
Meng Jing looked over again.
I saw that those few figures had abandoned the fat man in the middle.
And the sound that screamed like a killing pig came from the fat man's mouth.
"You ungrateful fellows!"
The fat man kept shouting.
The next moment, his body was overwhelmed by the soul-eating ants rushing behind him.
"hiss--"
Meng Jing also got goosebumps when he saw the fat man being overwhelmed by those dense soul-eating ants.
It would be strange if I couldn't get goosebumps if there were so many ants crawling on my body.
Soon, the soul-eating ants that devoured the fat man's body seemed to have found a new target. After giving up the body, they began to move towards Meng Jing.
"Can they smell it?"
Meng Jing was a little surprised when he saw nearly half of the soul-eating ants sprinting towards him and already climbing onto the tree.
Even if you are standing in such a high tree, the other party can smell it?
This nose is a little too sensitive!
"careful!"
Suddenly, Aling'er, who was standing next to him, staggered and almost fell down.
Meng Jing also hurriedly took action.
This little girl is a woman after all, and she is more or less afraid of bugs.
Aling'er also thanked him and said feebly: "Thank you, sir!"
Meng Jingding nodded, gently pulled Aling'er's body and jumped to another tree.
Perhaps sensing that there was no human scent on the tree, the soul-eating ants that were still climbing up the tree immediately stopped.
Then, he climbed up the tree where Meng Jing was.
"There's no way to hide like this, so just burn them!"
As he said that, Meng Jing already stretched out a palm, and at the moment his palm spread out.
A raging black flame quickly jumped out!
"Deal with them!"
As he finished speaking, he dropped the black flame in his hand towards the soul-eating ants.
Crackling!
The moment the black flames fell and came into contact with the soul-eating ants, they made a crisp sound like burning.
Later, a large area of soul-eating ants had been burned to coke.
Meng Jing frowned slightly as he looked at the soul-eating ants that were burned to charcoal.
“I don’t know if these can be recycled!”
Meng Jing said in his heart.
Glancing at Aling'er beside her, she saw that the soul-eating ants were almost wiped out by her own black flames of nothingness.
His face became much better.
"You stay here, I'll go down and take a look!"
Meng Jing confessed and was about to jump down to see if the corpses of the soul-eating ants could be recovered.
A killing intent that filled the world came from not far away, and a roaring voice floated over.
"Drink, drink, drink!"
