Chapter 347: Colorful Vermilion Tea Party When the Lord of Bi Chong Mountain said this...
After the Lord of Bi Chong Mountain said this, the others had nothing else to say. They gathered together and looked at Lan Ji.
The corpse slave stood in the front with his eyes closed. The grayish-white insect patterns were more obvious. His skin was grayish-white and there seemed to be something trying to crawl out from under his skin, but because his skin was too tough, he couldn't get out.
The second one was a shorter Blood Grudge-level trickster, and he kept his mouth tightly shut.
Next came the third one, this time it was a tall Blood Grudge-level weirdo, and this time it was the ear, with grayish-white insect patterns slowly crawling up the ear.
Fourth place...
Fifth place...
Lan Ji looked at the changes that occurred in the five people in front of him in an instant, and he immediately realized that something was wrong. In just a few breaths, the Blood Grudge-level weirdo who was leading the group could hardly be recognized as a human. No, it would be better to say that he was an enlarged insect rather than a human, and an extremely ugly worm.
The epidermis was stacked together, with layers of grayish-white wrinkles and worm patterns surrounding the fat in circles. There was no trace of the original position of his eyes, and it was smooth.
The second Blood Grudge-level Trickster was similar, except that the smooth area was his mouth.
The third one has ears that are smooth and have no protrusions at all.
Not only that, their figures also began to slowly move closer together, showing a tendency to merge.
Lan Ji frowned and stretched out his hand without hesitation. The wood-attributed strange power was activated, and a huge vine covered with thorns emerged in front of several Blood Grudge-level strange warriors. The vine hit the place where they merged naturally, but unfortunately, the gray-white lines were very elastic and did not care about these attacks at all. The skin could even dissolve the strength of these attacks.
"......." Useless? Lan Ji frowned even more tightly.
Lan Ji's unconvinced attack was again almost as powerful as the top Qingyou-level attack. All the thorns on the vine's skin emerged. After the attack, the vine itself was even damaged and disappeared. However, the outcome of this attack was similar to the previous one. The layers of skin were still dissolved. On the contrary, the speed of their fusion was even faster.
Xiaobai also noticed this.
"Squeak!" Xiaobai narrowed his eyes and looked for a while, seemed to have discovered something, and was in a bad mood, and cried out.
The sound sounded different to Lan Ji's ears.
It's useless. This fusion cannot be stopped. There is divine power protecting them outside. If the fusion is not completed, the divine power outside will not disappear and all attempts to stop the attacks will be resolved.
When Lan Ji heard this, he looked up at Xiaobai.
"Do you know him?" Lan Ji knew that Xiaobai's bloodline was somewhat special. When they were training before, they often got into some very strange places by mistake, and most of them were able to get out by relying on Xiaobai's inherited knowledge. Lan Ji knew that Xiaobai must have other channels of information, so Lan Ji was not surprised that Xiaobai knew what was going on with the person in front of him.
"Squeak." Xiaobai said lazily, "Squeak." He didn't know it. But he could smell a disgusting smell. It was really bad.
Little Whitehead didn't reply, but used his spiritual sense to contact Lan Ji, and said helplessly: "We are going to have a tough battle next, you should eat that strange food quickly."
Lan Ji said in a deep voice: "I ate it. I used it as soon as I saw that something was wrong with them."
Xiaobai looked relieved.
"What is that?" Zhu Hui was hiding on a distant mountain, squinting his eyes and looking at the people on the ground. No one responded on the street, but Zhu Hui could see that many people were paying attention to every move of Chongshan Trading Company. Zhu Hui nodded in his heart, it seems that not everyone is blind.
The gorgeous beauty was sitting behind a stone table not far behind. He was so handsome that he looked good even when he rolled his eyes. He also looked a little bit ruffian. He said, "Can't you see?"
Banlan didn't believe that Zhu Hui knew nothing about it. Logically speaking, Zhu Hui's bloodline should be much purer than his.
Zhu Hui touched his nose. He did know. He muttered in a low voice: "That's why I'm surprised. I didn't expect that these people, who are all Blood Grudge-level Tricksters, would be willing to use such a move. Doesn't this mean that they are really willing to become bugs?"
Zhu Hui was very surprised.
This is a blood-grudge-level trickster.
They are the top power on this continent, and they are actually willing to do so. Are those who believe in evil gods really crazy?
Ban Lan sneered and said, "What kind of blood grudge level warriors are they? They don't even have their own blood grudge tricks. I guess a swordsman who has just broken through can beat ten of them alone. If you break through to the primary level of blood grudge and still have such a cultivation level, your own father will get up and beat you to death."
Banlan's words were full of disdain for the strength of Chongshan Blood Grudge-level tricksters. He didn't even think they belonged to the Blood Grudge-level tricksters.
As for them turning into insects, this was natural in Banlan's view.
The evil god is willing to give his power not at any price. The blood grudge level, haha, can just become blood food.
"Then who do you think will win next?" Zhu Huiyan really looked at those human figures that merged together like wet mud to become an even larger pale worm. Behind the worm, an even larger pale phantom slowly appeared, almost occupying half of the sky.
The pale phantom brought with it a terrifying pressure. It had no eyes, no mouth, no nose, no ears, no throat, and no wisdom. It had not yet truly awakened, but simply appeared in the air. The entire sky seemed to be dyed gray in an instant, and heavy dust was sprinkled on the living beings below.
It is the other side of the mountain and the other side of wisdom.
It is greedy, ignorant, evil, chaotic, ugly, dark, and silent.
"I don't know." Banlan took a sip of tea and said lightly. Ever since he took a sip of tea in Chongshan, he seemed to have fallen in love with the taste of tea and sometimes he would make a pot of tea by himself.
"If that kid is really as talented as you say, maybe he has a chance to win." Banlan put down the teacup and spoke lightly.
In fact, the meaning of Banlan's words has been expressed very clearly. Perhaps, it means that he is not optimistic about Lan Ji, unless there are other circumstances.
Zhu Hui didn't say anything, just remained silent. He looked at the pale phantom in the sky reluctantly and couldn't help but sighed several times in a low voice.
"I thought there wouldn't be such a thing." Zhu Hui thought Lan Ji would win because he thought these Blood Grudge-level weirdos would not actively transform into bugs. After all, once you transform into such a thing, it is impossible to change back. Even if you use some means to transform yourself into your original human form, you are just putting on another layer of human skin outside the bug.
No matter how unlike a human the ghost is, it is still essentially a human. But this thing is no longer a human. Not everyone can accept the process of losing their five senses and find themselves becoming more and more like a real bug.
"But he showed up." Banlan continued calmly.
"Your plan this time may fail." Banlan looked at Zhu Hui and said, Banlan knew that Zhu Hui and Lord Chongshan had set up a trading company, and also knew that Lan Ji had connections with Taiqing Trading Company. He was even able to come when Taiqing Trading Company was about to collect the fruits of their labor. Although this was also because of Lan Ji, this in itself showed that the relationship between the two caravans was very good.
Zhu Hui sighed. He also knew that there was a high chance of failure this time.
"Wait a minute, don't leave in a hurry. Let Yang Ling and the others come over and take a look. Lord Chongshan will also come this time." Banlan said nothing, just gave a suggestion, and then asked about Ye Lu's whereabouts. He was willing to come this time because of Lord Chongshan, as he was his important client.
"Yeah." Zhu Hui was happy when he mentioned Lord Chongshan, and said excitedly: "It is said that he brought someone else with him, saying that he wanted to give us a surprise, but I don't know what it is?"
When Banlan heard Zhu Hui say this, she couldn't help but feel curious.
While Zhu Hui and Ban Lan on the mountain were chatting easily, Lan Ji at the foot of the mountain was under extraordinary pressure.
From the moment the pale phantom appeared, he felt as if a mountain had appeared on his shoulders, filled with gloomy aura. The pale phantom also had a strange bewitching power, which was constantly increasing.
At this time, the masters of the Bi Chong Mountain on the opposite side had completely merged. They were like a real worm, but this worm still had the face of the master of the Bi Chong Mountain.
The masters of the Bi Chong Mountain laughed grimly, making a sound that sounded like an insect, very sharp and hoarse, and said, "Boy, you deserve to die."
After he finished speaking, he slithered over like a long snake, with sand and rocks flying everywhere. The ground and soil seemed to obey his command wherever he passed, constantly compressing Lan Ji's range of movement.
Lan Ji's face changed drastically and he jumped suddenly, avoiding the huge collapse from underground. There seemed to be a big mouth deep in the collapsed hole. After Lan Ji dodged it, it left reluctantly.
However, the next second, a gray-white tail hit Lan Ji's waist hard, knocking him from the air to the ground, creating a deep dent.
"...cough cough..." Lan Ji felt as if all his internal organs were broken. This seemingly random move had at least the strange power of Blood Grudge level.
Not only that, Lan Ji also felt a force slowly spreading out from the place where he was hit, and began to rush to his internal organs, waist, abdomen, and torso. He felt as if he was petrified and stiff.
The snow-white giant beast howled when it saw Lan Ji's miserable condition, and smashed its long tail towards the place where the worm was. The latter hid in the ground to avoid the attack. Although it didn't have any effect, it at least slowed down the opponent's attack speed.
"Ah!" The snow-white beast howled worriedly.
Lan Ji used his magical powers to barely suppress his injuries and comforted Xiao Bai: "I'm fine."
Lan Ji turned his head to look at his snow-white giant beast. Although Xiaobai was still worried, he understood his companion's gaze and knew that the damage was still under Lan Ji's control. At least nothing would happen for the time being, so he put his worries aside. Then he stretched out his tail very calmly. The long snow-white tail was like a cloud.
The strange power that belonged exclusively to the strange beast began to transform into the strange power similar to that of a strange warrior as the man and the beast slowly began to breathe in the same frequency, and it was also slowly being absorbed by the human figure in the center.
Lan Ji's face gradually turned red. He smiled lightly, knelt on one knee, and put one hand on the ground.
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A seed slowly sprouted.
The tender green seedlings slowly broke through the ground for the first time.
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