This unprecedented insect war
It lasted for three days and three nights.
More than 100 million spiritual insects tirelessly fought, gnawed, and devoured their kind. Gradually, their aura began to become stronger and stronger, and the survivors became more and more ferocious.
Blood mist began to cover their bodies, and there were layers of mysterious blood runes on their carapace. They looked like demonic insects that had just walked out of hell, and their eyes became very ferocious.
If he were an ordinary insect-controlling monk, he would probably have been killed by the spiritual insects at this moment.
However, Wei Han used the bloodline spiritual contract method. Although the spirit insects became stronger when they devoured the same kind, the spiritual contract power in the bloodline also increased, so there was no disobedience and they were still controlled by the finger-arm user. freely.
Just swallowed up like crazy, the number of spiritual insects is declining sharply!
After three days and three nights of fighting, the number of hundreds of millions of spiritual insects slowly dropped to less than three million.
Each of them has devoured dozens of others of the same kind, and each of them is the best that has survived thousands of fights. Naturally, they have broken through the bloodline restrictions and reached the third level.
"Buzz buzz!"
The third-order spiritual insects all over the sky are still preparing to continue fighting among themselves.
Wei Han had already called out in distress, and at the same time, he raised his hand and released tens of thousands of giant monster corpses from the storage ring, allowing them to silently eat and replenish themselves.
After advancing, all three types of spiritual insects have made a qualitative leap.
The gold-eating ants have turned into beings larger than fists. Each one is blood red and looks quite ferocious. It is estimated that even the third-level peak magic weapon may not be able to withstand the gnawing power. The carapace is even more invulnerable to water and fire. Intrusion, so domineering.
The dreamy dream butterfly has also grown a few times, and when its wings are spread out, it is the size of an eagle.
At the same time, his black and red appearance is a bit confusing. When his wings flutter, he not only releases an amazing psychedelic mist, but is also surrounded by a faint breath of flames, ready to release flame attacks at any time!
The body shape of the Soul Devouring Insect has not changed much.
It's just that it gained a new color-changing ability.
When flying in mid-air, the body will appear transparent, and when flying on other objects, the color will quickly change to the same color. It is also difficult to detect with a spiritual scan, making it a naturally invisible existence.
At the same time, their speed has skyrocketed!
The devouring power of spiritual consciousness has also become very alarming.
Wei Han endured the severe pain and let the soul-eating insect bite him. Even his powerful consciousness was torn off a large piece. The pain was so painful that his soul seemed to be trembling, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
It is conceivable that if a soul-eating insect approaches during a battle, whether the enemy controls a flying sword or releases a spell, they will definitely suffer huge interference.
"Not bad!"
The more Wei Han looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
Although the number of spiritual insects has plummeted, their level has increased.
Now that the three major spirit insect races have reached the early stage of the third level, and the shackles in their bloodlines have disappeared, there will be no obstacles until at least the fourth level.
Now they only need to feed enough blood food, and they will return to their previous population size within a year and a half, and their strength will definitely be guaranteed to be more than a hundred times greater.
"Before the advancement, relying on the population size and the large formation of insects in the sky, most of the early stage fourth-level monsters cannot escape their encirclement and killing, but human monks are good at teleportation but I have never tried it!"
"If the number of spiritual insects recovers after this breakthrough, will their strength be able to overwhelm ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators of the human race?"
This key question came to Wei Han's mind!
After pondering for a moment, he thought that ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators would definitely be unable to deal with the army of spiritual insects, but they would still be unable to surround and kill a Nascent Soul cultivator.
After all, this is an old fox who has lived for thousands of years!
If anything went wrong, they could teleport away, and there were so many ways to save their lives. It would be difficult to keep them alive with just three kinds of spiritual insects.
"Unless, use the Forbidden Air Array!"
A smile appeared on Wei Han's lips.
Various thoughts kept popping up from the bottom of my heart.
With the Zhoutian Insect Formation's ability to connect hundreds of millions of spiritual insects in series and develop thousands of formations in the world, it is not impossible for him to control the spiritual insects to use the air-trapping method to trap the Nascent Soul monks.
Unfortunately, this is just a guess!
You have to try it to know whether it works or not.
Wei Han casually threw out a large number of monster corpses from the storage ring, letting them pile up like a mountain to serve as blood food for the spirit insects, and then jumped back to the training platform to prepare elixirs.
But at this moment, a scene of water waves appeared in the sky above Dongtian World.
Xiao Qing's delicate figure appeared on the screen, and she said respectfully: "Young Master, Master Xu invites you!"
"knew!"
Wei Han was not surprised by this and just nodded in agreement.
He knows that this is the peculiarity of the space artifact. Once there is any movement from the outside world, the screen will automatically appear for viewing, so that people will not know anything about the outside world, and at the same time, they can communicate with outsiders perfectly.
Of course, Xiaoqing can't see herself!
Such a user-friendly function made him quite satisfied.
But what does Master Xu Suwan have to do with him?
Wei Han stepped out of the cave world with doubts, and casually shrunk the Void Dharma Palace and put it in his Dantian for cultivation. Then he looked at Xu Qing who was waiting aside. He should know what was going on, right?
"Young Master, someone is coming from Litian Holy Land." Xu Qing reminded in a hoarse voice.
"oh?"
Wei Han's brows furrowed slightly, revealing a trace of doubt.
Litian Holy Land, like Zixiao Holy Land, is one of the twelve behemoths in the Sea of Ten Thousand Stars. Since the mountain gate is located not far from Zixiao Holy Land, the relationship between the two holy lands can be said to be good and bad.
When there are common interests, two families are as good as one family.
If there is any disagreement, the disciples of the two sects will inevitably fight to the death.
However, no matter how the relationship between the two holy places has changed over the past tens of thousands of years, the overt and covert competition between the disciples of the two sects has not diminished at all, and various incidents of rising up and downing others are common. Could it be that the other side is looking for trouble this time?
"Let's go!"
Wei Han sneered nonchalantly.
Why do you think so much? There is a high ceiling when the sky falls.
Isn't the reason why he found Zixiao Holy Land as his backer just to practice in peace without having to worry about these messy things? That's why he didn't think too much about things that cost his brain. He just went as Master asked him to, and the soldiers came to cover it up with water and earth!
In the meeting hall of Hanging Mountain!
At this moment, Master Xu Suwan and Uncle Jiang Yuan were both there, and sitting opposite them was a middle-aged monk who was as handsome and elegant as the breeze and the moon.
The three of them sat opposite each other, each sipping tea!
Gu Mingyue and a cold-faced young man holding a sword were standing respectfully behind their respective masters. The young man with facial paralysis was obviously the person brought by the elegant middle-aged monk.
"Disciple Wei Han, pay homage to the master, meet the uncle, and meet the senior sister!"
Wei Han stepped forward despite everyone's gaze.
While saluting gracefully and wantonly, he looked at the two strangers in the hall. When they met each other's eyes, they both looked at each other with a trace of exploration.
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