Chapter 289 Black Striped Ants vs. Gu Insects (Please subscribe, please collect)
The so-called Trial Conference of Hundreds of Clans is destined to be just a passing passerby in his life that will not leave too many traces. Regardless of the final victory or defeat, it will not matter to the huge and stable family or to these individual monks. would have too obvious an impact.
"The fourth arena in the middle stage of foundation building, Pingyang County, Shengu Mountain, Sun Mingsheng of the Sun family, versus Zhending County, Zhending Lingshan, Gao Congyang of the Gao family"
Under the referee's announcement, Sun Mingsheng quietly landed on the ring and observed a dwarf monk not far away who was only half the height of an ordinary person.
In the mortal world, dwarfs usually refer to their own development being interrupted due to various reasons, and they are a truly vulnerable group.
This common sense is completely opposite in the world of cultivation. Almost every dwarf is not an ordinary monk. Their combat power is also far superior to that of normal monks, and their methods are extremely weird.
People with abnormal body shapes, including those who are extremely obese, skinny, dwarfs, and extremely disabled, are basically not to be messed with easily.
As for the Gao family in Zhending Lingshan, he had also heard about it. It might not be comparable to top families such as the Bai family and the Wang family, but in terms of strength alone, it was still the best in the county.
Although the Gao family does not have a Golden elixir cultivator, there are currently three late-stage foundation-building monks, one of whom has reached the ninth level of foundation-building and is only one step away from the Golden elixir. If he can get some heavenly materials and earthly treasures as assistance, It is not impossible to attack Jindan in the future.
This information flashed through Sun Mingsheng's mind. They were all training materials specially collected by the family to carry out some necessary common sense before the Hundred Tribe Trial Conference officially started.
Once you meet some monks from key families, it will always be beneficial to have some mental preparation in advance.
"Referee, can the battle begin?" The dwarf monk Gao Congyang showed a look of anxiety on his face, and the breathing in his nostrils was particularly obvious. He must be a monk with a bad temper.
"Huh, let's start the fight." The referee snorted coldly.
Before the referee's voice fell, the dwarf monk Gao Congyang launched a spiritual weapon that looked like a Frisbee and came through the air.
As it moved forward, there was a harsh "squeaking" sound all around the flying disk, and extremely sharp spikes with gleaming cold light actually grew out of it.
The spikes occasionally flashed with red and blue lights, which undoubtedly meant that they contained extremely rich toxins.
The dwarf monk Gao Congyang's method was obviously not that simple. His hands suddenly tore apart the black coat covering his body.
"Buzz" A swarm of black spiritual insects that were only the size of mosquitoes but had extremely ferocious looks flapped their wings and surrounded Sun Mingsheng.
"Bao Chong, Bao Chong, don't worry, this monk in front of you is the best blood food, quack quack." Under the cover of the spirit worm, Gao Congyang's extremely distorted voice came.
Just now, he used the Fire Ax to slash hard and knocked back the Frisbee-shaped spiritual weapon. Before he could take a breath, the sky was already surrounded by spiritual insects.
Each spirit insect has little bits of bloody aura on its body, and together they look like they crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"These spiritual insects are slightly different. Their eyes have lost their sparkle, they have completely lost their minds, they are not afraid of death, they only rely on the strands of their spiritual consciousness for guidance, they are more like Gu insects." Sun Mingsheng said with his hands. A flash of light flashed across his body, and he caught a spiritual insect between his two fingers before he could, and said lightly to make a basic judgment.
It's a pity that these Gu insects, which are extremely terrifying and irrational to others, are destined to be unable to play their due role here.
"Raise troops for a thousand days and use them for a while, black-striped ants, decree" to win by numbers, he also has some spiritual insects, and has made great achievements in battles.
The two spiritual insects, which were completely different in appearance but equally superior in numbers, were like two dark clouds, colliding fiercely together.
The battle between the "Pususu" spirit insect communities is particularly cruel. As time goes by, a large number of spirit insects fall to death at all times.
In this cruel battle, the black-striped ants had the upper hand in terms of numbers. However, during the battle, because the poisonous insects cultivated by the opponent contained certain toxins, they were at a disadvantage. Every ten spiritual insects died. Among them, there are about six black-striped ants.
A series of means were used to achieve the predetermined goal. The dwarf monk Gao Congyang opposite showed a surprised look.
After all, for most foundation-building monks who come from small and medium-sized families, it is quite difficult to sustain their own needs with the resources they earn in daily life, and they are simply unable to cultivate large-scale spiritual insects.
In the first round of the battle, Gao Congyang almost easily won the final victory thanks to his fearless Gu insect.
Although the Gu insects currently have the upper hand in the battle, judging from the current situation, it is still unknown if they want to successfully achieve the final victory.
"Roar" The expression on Gao Congyang's face suddenly changed one after another. It seemed that he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and accept the current stalemate in the battle.
The small figure suddenly turned into a ray of light and shadow, and entered the dense crowd of Gu insects with his upper body naked.
"Roar" without any warning, bursts of loud noises like a lion's roar spread rapidly from the inside out among the spirit insect group.
It was obvious that this was a sound attack technique with extremely extraordinary effects. Waves of waves seemed to be set off in the empty air where it passed.
Black-striped ants have never been known for their physical strength. Even after Sun Mingsheng has continuously fed them with various spiritual objects over the years, nothing has changed about this.
"Fellow Taoist is so shameless that he personally participates in the battle between spiritual insects." Sun Mingsheng's eyes widened, ignoring the heartache caused by the massive death of black-striped ants.
"Hu" opened his mouth and spat out a burst of crimson fire, which was the scarlet spiritual fire that had been nurtured for many years and had been strengthened by an additional spiritual fire.
The area and volume of the spiritual fire increased in the wind, directly affecting the Gu insect group that the dwarf monks cherished very much.
"Crackling!" There was only a sound and the smell of meat. A large number of Gu insects had turned pitch black and fell on the ring, and had already lost their life breath.
The two foundation-building monks took action one after another, and their respective spirit insects suffered unexpected losses, and a more intense fight broke out.
The target of the scarlet spirit fire was not just these Gu insects, half of them went straight to the dwarf monk Gao Congyang, as if he would not give up until one of his souls was lost.
Since the dwarf monk appeared on the stage on behalf of the Gao family, his method was naturally not that simple. The figure retreated, and under the consumption of layers of mana, the flames near him were extinguished.