Chapter 303 Spreading Beans to become soldiers

The Fourth Volume of Seven Star Xuanmo

Chapter 303 Sprinkle Beans and become a Soldier

The dark cave was smashed by a brick by a strong man surnamed Qi, and large areas of earth and rocks fell, revealing the scene in the cave. Although large areas of earth and stone covered most of the cave, piles of dead bones can still be seen from the past. These dead bones seem to be piled up in blood clothes like firewood. Around the monk, there was a circle of extremely spectacular walls, and in front of the blood-clothed monk was a huge blood pool with a diameter of dozens of feet. Large blood bubbles in the blood pool rumbled, and the intense blood gas tens of feet away almost stunned people.

Secondly, the most annoying thing is that in the middle of the blood pool, the heads of more than hundreds of young girls piled up together, turning into a head hill. These young women were frightened one by one, and their beautiful eyes stared at the boss, as if they had suffered some horrible experience before they died.

A strong surging and entangled in the upper part of this hill made up of this beautiful woman's head is constantly twisted and entangled in the void, and it can't be dispersed. There is a faint howling of countless girls before their death came from this aura, and people dozens of feet away feel only feel full of waves under the influence of this arrogness. With a thorough trembling, a sense of coldness rose directly from the tail vertebrae and rushed to the Baihui hole above the head.

Everyone had a cold war and changed color one after another! How miserable it was to die before this life gathered such a strong anger! Now everyone looked at the blood-dressed monk in the cave and didn't look good. Don't let people kill it quickly!

Four Jiedan monks took action almost at the same time, and four shining magic weapons rudely hit the blood-clothed monk with an angry face next to the blood pool. However, when the four magic weapons approached the blood-clothed monk with a strong breath, a layer of darkness suddenly burst into the sky over the blood pool in front of them. The black light, two swords, one brick and four magic weapons flew and stopped at the same time. Their flying speed was greatly eased. These four magic weapons are still moving forward, but their speed is like a fish swinging its tail in strong glue, and the speed of progress is almost invisible. And during this period, the thick gas that seemed to be soot stretched out its slender tentacles and wrapped the four magic weapons tightly like poisonous snakes.

The four people snorted at the same time and changed their colors. Just a while, they all seemed to feel that their magic weapon had been out of their control. In a hurry, the four quickly manipulated their magic weapons to take back the gray-black tentacles one after another.

The angry strong man surnamed Qi roared angrily. He quickly took back his black cloud bricks and held them in his hand and looked at the dense pits on it. He couldn't help cursing painfully: "Guldan!? Where did the hairy madman come from? How dare he hurt your grandfather's magic weapon!"

Although the other three people are calm, their faces are not very good. Obviously, their magic weapon has also been hurt to a certain extent.

Seeing that the four Jiedan monks were actually fruitless, the seven foundation-building monks present, including Jiyang, changed their colors. At the same time, such an idea surged up in their hearts: Is it possible that this demon is more powerful than the four monks?

Seeing the attack that disintegrated the attack of the four monks, the blood-clothed monks immediately laughed proudly: "How is the taste of the evil light of the four masters? Presumably, your magic weapon has been damaged a lot. Hey hey, with this blood spirit pool here, the four of you will leave your lives obediently!"

With a cold sneer, the blood-clothed monk took off a dark storage bag at his waist and threw it at the four people: "Several people, since you are willing to die, just dedicate your flesh and blood to my little babies. Ah!?? Hahahaha...."

As soon as the black storage bag was thrown out, a very unpleasant smell came to my face. After the bag flew into the air, it burst into the air without waiting for the four monks to make any response.

A large number of strangely shaped black beetles flew out of the broken bag and rolled up a huge black cloud and rushed to the crowd.

"Do a few little insects dare to want to hurt your grandfather Qi?" The strong man roared and was about to use some magic power, but the golden knife monk behind him raised his hand and sprinkled a large area of red runes without saying a word. After these runes flew into the air, they lined up in a horizontal row by themselves. When the golden knife monk shouted, suddenly these runes were windless and natural in an instant and turned into countless ashes in the blink of an eye. The next moment, the place where the red rune was originally located suddenly became angry with a red fire wall several feet high. A large area of firelight permeated, and the most violent group of beetles were suddenly submerged by the sea of fire. Countless explosions like fried beans kept ringing in the sea of fire. The insect corpse fell from the air.

"Haha! OK! Brother Fire, this fire of samadhi is well burned! We will burn as much as he comes!" The strong man laughed as soon as he saw this sea of fire so easily to block all the menacing beetles. At the same time, one hand was also removed from his waist, and the rest of the people's faces were slightly better.

But what surprised everyone was that these fierce-like beetles had no intention of stopping at all. They seemed to know the pain and went forward and launched a desperate impact on this wall of fire without fear.

No matter how many beetles they come, the more they die. Almost all the beetles have been cremated into ashes by the samadhi in the moment they enter the sea of fire. The dark beetles curled their limbs and legs and fall from the sky and fall to the ground into a pile of powder.

After only a few breaths, almost tens of thousands of beetles rushed into the sea of fire. Large areas of ashes fell in the sea of fire, and unexpectedly spread a layer of corpse ashes as deep as a finger in front of everyone.

Looking at the thick layer of ashes on the ground, whether it is the four Jiedan monks or Jiyang and a group of foundation-building monks, they don't look good. These beetles are still afraid of the fire of Samadhi, so they left such a pile of black ashes. What if these beetles are not afraid of fire? Everyone looked at each other and said silently.

"This method of controlling insects does not exist at all in Qingyun, and it is absolutely rare in the whole western land. Where did this demon come from?" Mo's middle-aged man frowned.

The rest of the people looked at each other and shook their heads when they heard the words. Obviously, they didn't know that there could be a monk or sect in the far west to fight against each other by manipulating insect beetles and so on.

"Southern Xinjiang! He comes from southern Xinjiang! Guldan! This is the name of a southern Xinjiang man!" Suddenly, Murong Qingsi suddenly changed her face and exclaimed in a low voice, and her beautiful eyes opened wide, as if she was shocked by her words.

"Southern Xinjiang! How is that possible?" As soon as the strong man heard this, he immediately looked at Murong Qingsi with an incredible face: "Mou Murong, I don't know you should talk nonsense!"

Murong Qingsi suddenly said respectfully when she heard the words: "Uncle Qi, my disciples dare not tell lies. The names of the people of southern Xinjiang are very different from those in the far west. You can know as soon as you hear them, and the people in southern Xinjiang are good at controlling insects and are famous for their magic. These are all seen by disciples in ancient books, and there is absolutely no falsehood!"

"Hm! Murong is right, but I remember that southern Xinjiang is indeed good at insect control. In addition, their corpse control skills are also very famous. This person's words and deeds are so strange. It is not impossible for monks from the far west to come from southern Xinjiang. The golden knife monk frowned and said with the same fear.

"Is it possible that this demon is really from southern Xinjiang? How is this possible!? Obviously, the strong man still doesn't believe it.

"Hmm--! What's impossible about this? It's not impossible for this person to encounter an ancient transmission array and directly jump over the Central Plains and teleport to the far west.

The time for several people to speak is extremely short, but only a few breaths, but in these few breaths, the original overwhelming beetle has been burned.

But before everyone could be happy, the blood-clothed monk sneered and stretched out a dozen golden bullets. These golden bullets fell on the ground and burst into flames one after another. After the fire was annihilated, a group of black armored bodies of the same number appeared in place. The shoe armor corpses were burly one by one. Tall, exposed, ferocious.

"Sprinkle beans and become soldiers!" Jiyang couldn't help shouting.