AWB Chapter 141 Bloodthirsty Insects
Chapter 141 Bloodthirsty Insects
The more critical the situation, the more tense the moment, the higher the chance of the monks launching a sneak attack. This is the experience Rong Zhao has summed up after being in danger many times, and he has a deep understanding of it.
Just as the ever-expanding gap was about to open up a complete entrance, a small black dot suddenly appeared in the bottomless gap, followed by two, and then three. Small black dots continued to appear at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming more and more numerous and larger. The black dots soon connected into sheets, like a large dark cloud that kept approaching where everyone was.
"It's a monster, scatter quickly!" Someone in the crowd shouted and warned.
But they were still a step too slow. The pitch-black cloud dispersed again into millions of black spots. Those monks who were covered by the black spots instantly lost their flesh and blood and turned into skeletons, shocking everyone.
Upon seeing this, the other cultivators immediately cut off their tails to save their lives. Cutting off the part of their body that was touched by the monster was also a wise choice. Afterwards, as long as they took the elixir in time, they would be able to grow flesh and blood again.
At this time, everyone realized that these crazy black spots were actually thousands of blood-sucking insects!
Those blood-sucking insects that absorbed the blood, flesh and essence of the monks suddenly grew to the size of a human. Their originally transparent wings turned red, looking extremely strange and reminding people of the thrilling scene just now.
Although there were many insect monsters like this, they had strong reproductive capacity but relatively weak combat power. However, the blood-sucking insects that swarmed out of the cracks seemed to be different from ordinary blood-sucking insects. They were extremely violent and moved in groups, which was quite terrifying. The cultivators below the Jindan level were left with only a pile of bare bones when they were caught off guard.
It seems that this group of blood-sucking insects are the guardian beasts of the three seventh-level spiritual herbs, which can explain their abnormal madness.
Moreover, their movements are very suspicious.
It was like they were attacking different targets in an organized and disciplined manner. The small but numerous blood-sucking insects would deal with the foundation-building cultivators, and the ones that had transformed into human form would deal with the golden elixir-stage cultivators.
They gradually surrounded the entire venue, and seemed not to let anyone go in order to enjoy this delicious dinner. This made Rong Zhao suspicious. If there was no big demon behind them, no one would believe it.
"It may not be that easy to leave here," Rong Zhao said, "I'll count to three, and then we'll rush in."
Lin Qingqing nodded solemnly.
Seeing such ferocious blood-sucking insects, the sense of crisis immediately made those monks who planned to fish in troubled waters sober up completely. Some retreated timidly, while others, seeing that Rong Zhao had set a good example, followed him to fight against the group of blood-sucking insects.
Mu Shiyu, who had been secretly praised just now, was heartbroken when he saw that countless disciples of the Mentian Sword Sect were killed and injured, and he hated himself for being powerless. However, as the leader, he could not give up. He immediately cheered up, called on his disciples to gather together, take care of each other, face the blood-sucking insects head-on, and leave the battle to his companions with confidence.
Other sects suffered even worse than the Tianjian Sect, with more than half of their members lost.
With a "boom", the entrance to the spiritual grass was opened. The demon cultivators hidden in the dark emerged like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, bypassing the blood-sucking insects and rushing directly into the entrance. All this happened in a flash, as if what Rong Zhao and the others had done was to help others.
The cultivators from other sects were immediately furious when they saw this, but they were the only ones surrounded by the blood-sucking insects. Were they really going to watch helplessly as the evil cultivators snatched away the precious spiritual herbs that originally belonged to them?
All of a sudden, the besieged monks realized that they were grasshoppers on the same boat. Their blood boiled, and they fought back and sounded the battle horn.
Every cultivator used all his skills. All kinds of spells were unleashed by the magic cultivators. The sword cultivators were not to be outdone. They spread their sword energy everywhere as if they were risking their lives to kill those annoying blood-sucking insects.
Rong Zhao and Lin Qingqing exchanged glances and threw themselves into the battle. The gold-eating beast in Lin Qingqing's hand was put by Rong Zhao into the mustard seed space that could store living things.
Unfortunately, these blood-sucking insects are almost becoming spirits, and there are powerful monsters supporting them from behind. Especially the mutated ones that have sucked the blood and flesh of monks. Not only have they become larger in size and moved faster, they can even spray venom.
This was the first time that Lin Qingqing had seen such a troublesome blood-sucking insect. As a practitioner who was good at wood-based skills, the lotus she used immediately wilted after being stained by the blood-sucking insect's venom, and was completely useless.
It was unexpected. Then, she thought about it, took out the sword from her waist, and used the sword energy to protect herself from being approached. She could also block some of the attacks of the blood-sucking insects.
Seeing that Lin Qingqing behind him was handling the situation with ease, Rong Zhao no longer paid too much attention to her situation and concentrated on dealing with the troublesome blood-sucking insects in front of him.
Those blood-sucking insects sucked blood and sprayed venom, and many monks became their meal. The smell of blood enveloped the entire battlefield. The monks were so bloodthirsty that the situation was at a stalemate for a while.
Rong Zhao and Lin Qingqing had a very good understanding with each other. They stood back to back, trusting each other with all their heart, and entrusted their backs to each other.
In a short while, the two of them managed to fight their way out.
At this moment, an unexpected voice sounded not far away.