"What's going on with this ghost red monster insect? Why can it learn the incarnation technique?" Zhang Wensheng was shocked. Even with his knowledge, he couldn't help but feel shaken. A terrifying guess emerged in his mind.
"Could it be that this Ghost Vermilion Monster is on the verge of forming a fetus?"
Lord Bai's eyes were solemn. "That criminal has brought devastating disaster to this third-level cultivation nation. If he is not killed here, this third-level cultivation nation and even the other surrounding cultivation nations will suffer a devastating disaster."
"Young Master, don't act rashly." Mr. Bai held down Zhang Wensheng who was about to rush out.
Zhang Wensheng's brows were furrowed at this moment, and his expression showed strong worry.
Bai Gong comforted him, "It's not that easy to form a fetus. Even if it's on the verge of forming a fetus, it will take at least a hundred years of cultivation to truly form a fetus. Before that, why not see what good plans these cultivators have?"
"We should try not to reveal our identities, otherwise it will only cause trouble." Mr. Bai was much calmer than Zhang Wensheng and persuaded him to stop.
In the space, Xue Kong did not move, staring quietly.
According to his memory, he knew very well that things were far from over.
The red devil was hit by the incarnation of the ghost red monster insect, and immediately his body was covered in blood and flew backwards from mid-air.
At the same time, the expressions of the other Jindan cultivators changed. Except for the leader of the Three Immortals Sect and Gong Zhi Sanniang, everyone else rushed forward and used their own methods.
Dazzling spells and magic weapons shone brightly, all bombarding the Ghost Vermilion Insect.
This incarnation technique is quite amazing, but it also consumes a lot of energy. After using this technique, the ghost red monster insect immediately became a little weak and could not withstand these attacks for a while.
There were a lot of injuries on his body.
"Golden-eyed divine marten." Gong Zhi Sanniang called out softly, and the golden-eyed divine marten on her shoulder suddenly rushed out, turned into a ray of light, and in a blink of an eye it followed a tentacle and climbed onto the body of the ghost red demon insect.
And came to its shoulders and jumped up.
When the Ghost Vermilion Demon Insect saw the Golden-Eyed Divine Marten, a strong sense of crisis suddenly emerged from the bottom of its heart. Although the Golden-Eyed Divine Marten's cultivation was not as good as its, the gap was not much.
Moreover, due to racial restraint, the gap between them is further narrowed.
Just as the Ghost Vermilion Insect was about to attack the Golden-Eyed Divine Marten, a fist shadow of blood and energy from the Hanshan Ancestor quickly blasted over.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Golden-Eyed Divine Marten opened its mouth and sucked hard. The black flame cloud above the Ghost Vermilion Demon Insect's head suddenly twisted and, as if being pulled, all sank into the Golden-Eyed Divine Marten's mouth.
The Ghost Vermilion Insect's face turned pale in an instant, as if it had lost all its energy.
Anger flashed in its dark eyes, but unfortunately, it was now trapped in the Soul Transformation Formation, which restricted some of its strength. It could not cast any spells and could only slap the Golden-Eyed Divine Marten with one claw.
The golden-eyed divine marten was agile and its body flashed past. A look of comfort appeared on its face, which had just swallowed the black flame cloud. It bit the neck of the ghost red monster insect and tore off a piece of flesh.
"Roar!!!" The Ghost Vermilion Insect roared angrily.
The space was rumbling and shaking continuously, a lot of rubble fell off the stone wall, the water in the pool below was surging and splashing, and above, the ghost red monster insect had bloody wounds one after another.
He was tortured half to death by the golden-eyed divine marten.
The Red Devil's blood rushed up his body and blood spurted out of his mouth. His eyes showed viciousness. He suppressed his injuries and forced himself to stand up. He took out the magic sword and attacked again.
Under the continuous attacks of the six Jindan cultivators and the constant biting of the flesh by the Golden-eyed Divine Marten, the Ghost Vermilion Demon Insect suffered wounds one after another.
Finally, exhausted, he fell to the ground on the platform and died.
"They actually worked together to kill him." Bai Gong looked a little surprised.
Gong Zhi Sanniang's breathing was slightly unstable. She raised her hand, and the Golden-Eyed Divine Marten immediately came to her arm. She clasped her fists and said, "My fellow Taoists, the flame cloud on the demon's head belongs to me."
"The twelve tentacles belong to me!" The old man of Hanshan said in a powerful voice. He stepped forward, removed the twelve tentacles from the corpse of the Ghost Vermilion Insect, and quickly put them into the storage bag.
A red light flashed in the Red Devil's eyes. Even though his face was pale, he still slashed with the magic sword, splitting the body of the Ghost Vermilion Monster Insect. He raised his hand and grabbed the Ghost Vermilion Monster Insect's brain, sucking it into his palm: "The brain is mine."
The head of the Three Immortals Sect smiled faintly and said, "The heart belongs to me."
"The body belongs to me." Wen Rensheng waved his sleeves and was about to take away the only remaining body of the Ghost Vermilion Demon Insect.
At this time, seeing that his adoptive father had spent time and effort but got nothing, Qi Anren felt unfair and immediately shouted anxiously: "Adoptive father."
Master Guanglin turned around, with a deadly look on his face, but his eyes were as bright as stars in the dark night. He did not say a word, but stared at Wen Rensheng with an expressionless face.
Wen Rensheng smiled faintly, raised his right hand and slapped the corpse of the ghost red demon insect. A broken soul was knocked out and then flew towards Master Guanglin.
At this point, this powerful demon beast in the late Jindan stage was torn into pieces and killed by the six Jindan cultivators.
At this moment, Xue Kong's eyes flashed, and a strong look of anticipation appeared in his eyes.
"Hahaha, this soul belongs to me!" Master Guanglin, who had always had a calm expression, suddenly became excited. He grabbed the broken soul of the Ghost Vermilion Insect and laughed loudly towards the sky.
The laughter was unbridled and heart-shaking.
"Fellow Daoist Guanglin, are you a little too happy? It's just the residual soul of a demon beast that has reached the great perfection of the late Jindan stage." Gong Zhi Sanniang asked in confusion.
"Daoyou Guanglin's time is approaching. Now that he has obtained the remaining soul of the monster, there may be a secret method that can help his son form a pill, so that there will be a successor. Perhaps this is the joy." The head of the Three Immortals Taoist sect explained.
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