Chapter 700: The insect tide is raging! 【Subscribe】
Chapter 700: The insect tide is raging! 【Subscribe】
Demonic Monk
Always mysterious, cruel and crazy!
The one who led the team to carry out the mission of slaughtering the Xingyue Sect this time was a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. He was eight feet tall and had strong muscles all over his body. He had a rough face but was shrouded in black smoke. He looked like a middle-aged strong man.
A black gourd was hung around his waist, and all kinds of evil spirits and ghosts were surrounding him.
There was a giant flying magic treasure in the shape of a skull under his feet, and an aura as deep and as hellish as hell was spreading out from him. It was truly terrifying.
"All the monks of the Demonic Tribe, listen up! Form a formation and strangle the enemy!"
The middle-aged sturdy man roared, and the demon cultivators who were fighting on their own around him gathered together.
They released a large number of vengeful spirits, evil ghosts, corpse-refining magic fires, and puppet beasts to form a battle formation and cooperate with each other. Their fighting power increased dramatically.
at the same time!
The fourth-order formation covering all directions also began to move slowly.
Billions of sword energies condensed in the void, and the next moment they rushed towards the insect tide like a raging wave. For a moment, the spirit insects fluttered down, and it was unknown how many insects were killed or injured.
"You think you can act so arrogantly in front of me with such a petty trick?" The middle-aged man glared and shouted angrily, "Who gave you the courage? I can see that you are full of demonic energy. You are also a member of my sect, so why do you dare to go against my Holy Sect?"
"Holy?"
Wei Han sneered in his heart.
Are these demonic monks really good at flattering themselves and calling themselves a holy sect?
"I have a grudge against the Demon Sect. You deserve the misfortune today. Just sacrifice my hundreds of millions of spirit insects." Wei Han was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly controlled the spirit insects to set up the Zhoutian formation.
“Boom!”
The swarm of insects that were besieging everyone seemed to have received an order. They quickly left the battlefield and flew around in the sky above everyone, vaguely forming a huge battle formation.
They are connected end to end and fly at high speed!
Before all kinds of sword energy and magic spells could get close, they were easily crushed and wiped out by the power of the formation. Billions of spirit insects instantly turned into a terrifying spirit insect storm, as if they were going to completely shatter the world.
"hiss!"
The Loose Cultivator Alliance, the Demon Sect's cultivators, and even everyone in the Star Moon Sect were all terrified.
I thought the overwhelming swarm of insects was terrifying enough, but who knew that the opponent didn't even try their best. Now it was the real suffocating move.
“Damn it!”
The middle-aged sturdy man's face changed. He raised his hand and grabbed the black gourd on his waist and activated it. Soon, millions of resentful souls were densely packed all around, making this sea area look like the Nine Nether Hell.
"Hey? A ghost monk?"
Wei Han immediately became interested when he saw this.
It is obvious at first glance that this middle-aged sturdy man is no simple person. Not only does he have the cultivation base of the late Nascent Soul stage, but he also controls millions of evil spirits. Most people don't dare to provoke him, for fear that he can easily beat cultivators of the same level.
Unfortunately, he met Wei Han!
"To cultivate millions of second and third level evil spirits, I'm afraid you have to slaughter hundreds of millions of people. You deserve to die!" Wei Han had a blank expression on his face, and decisively controlled the spirit insect to crush it.
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
“Woo woo woo!”
The tide of insects and the tide of evil spirits collided with each other, making all kinds of strange noises, just like two dark clouds devouring each other. The sharp whistling sounds pierced the eardrums of every monk.
However, the result of the collision was shocking!
The evil spirit tide should be able to tear any enemy to pieces viciously, and the terrifying icy aura on them is enough to freeze any insect.
However, Wei Han's insects are very intelligent, and their resistance to magic and physical attacks is extremely exaggerated.
Therefore, not only did he ignore the evil spirits' icy breath, but he also covered them with an overwhelming force, easily gnawing at the evil spirits, causing their spiritual light to dissipate and scream in pain.
"Attack, attack together!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the middle-aged strong man roared and gave orders.
At the same time, he teleported and pounced towards Wei Han. Although he saw that the opponent was an insect clone, he could still secure victory as long as he killed this clone.
"kill!"
Thousands of demonic monks came to help, and many of them held the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to summon endless evil spirits to help fight against the tide of spiritual insects.
The middle-aged sturdy man instantly appeared on the left side of the Insect Taoist's clone and raised his hand to grab Wei Han.
"How brave!"
Wei Han deliberately laughed strangely, raised his hand and released countless spirit insects from the spirit insect ring. Among them, a large number of dream butterflies released thick fog that enveloped the surroundings.
This insect Taoist clone of his is not good at fighting, and is unable to perform body-refining methods. He is not even equipped with any spiritual treasures and can only rely on billions of spiritual insects to fight!
So, how could he possibly release all the spirit insects?
There are still tens of millions of spirit insects in his spirit insect ring. Anyone who wants to carry out the decapitation plan will suffer a desperate blow.
"hehe!"
Wei Han chuckled and dispersed the Insect Taoist's clones, which turned into densely packed spirit insects and hid in the mist. The middle-aged sturdy man who was about to attack instantly lost his target.
"Damn it, get out!"
"You are such a coward!"
The middle-aged sturdy man roared in exasperation, slashing wildly with a broadsword in his hand. The terrifying sword energy continued to tear the void around him.
But the next moment, he couldn't help but scream!
Because Wei Han had already controlled the insects to launch a tidal attack.
The Dream Butterfly is responsible for releasing fog to block vision, interfere with the opponent's spiritual control, and even seal the surrounding space, making it impossible for the middle-aged strong man to escape teleporting.
The soul-eating insects were responsible for biting his consciousness, causing him unbearable pain!
The army of gold-eating ants directly attacked. They surrounded the middle-aged man in an overwhelming manner and easily bit through his protective shield. Then they pounced on him and started biting him.
“Ahhhh!”
"No! Get out of here!"
The middle-aged strong man was so angry that he slapped the gold-eating ants on his body to death and threw out a large number of fire talismans in an attempt to repel the crisis.
But he had already been surrounded by a sea of insects, so how could he possibly escape?
He didn't even have the chance to teleport away as he was surrounded by tens of millions of insects. All they could see was a hundred-foot-tall insect ball and bursts of screams.
After a dozen breaths!
The insect ball dissipated, and the middle-aged strong man had disappeared without a trace.
Only a few pieces of the robe were left floating to the ground. The flesh and bones of the middle-aged man had been eaten away completely, and even his storage ring and gourd magic treasure were swept away by the spiritual insects.
See this with your own eyes!
Everyone present was trembling with fear, and the demon sect monks were so shocked that their eyes were gaping. Everyone felt their scalp tingling.
An old monster in the late Nascent Soul stage who had lived for a thousand years was eaten to death by insects in just a few dozen breaths. How could they possibly stop these spiritual insects that filled the sky?
"Retreat! Retreat immediately!"
Xue Bingli raised his arms and shouted without hesitation, and the Loose Cultivator Alliance and the Demonic Sect cultivators panicked and fled in all directions.
(End of this chapter)
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