And Song Zheng himself lived to the end! This is not luck, not a gift. He watched his good brothers who had lived and died together die by his side again and again, and in the end, he was the only one left, and he wished that he had died too!

He walked a little numb on a path on the edge of the cliff, at the end of which was a high stone cliff, under the cliff was the surging Nu River, and in the middle of the high cliff was a series of square stone caves, in which the ancient coffin of some extinct ancient demon clan was placed.

He came to a tomb and heard the coffin open from the inside, and an ancient and powerful demon corpse sat up.

As soon as he turned around, the back road was cut off, and the three-headed demon corpse was guarding there......

He awoke suddenly, staring at the dark cavern with a hint of horror and suspicion. He didn't know if these "prophecies" were true or false, but for this "Holy City of Destruction", he no longer had the heart to explore, and after hesitating, he retreated.

He wasn't sure, and since that was the case, it was better to retreat. He explores not to obtain, but to fulfill the task of the Divine Decree, to live.

Thirty miles away, he leaned against a fire eater's totem pole, which was so terrifying that no living creature wanted to approach it.

He sat in a daze for a while, and along the way, he always involuntarily went back and remembered those pictures, and everyone's deaths flashed back in front of him over and over again.

He took a deep breath and ran the Ancient God Refining through before suppressing these distracting thoughts.

As soon as I looked up, the sun had already begun to set, and the day had passed. He calculated, and there were only three days left in the time given by the Divine Decree! A kind of panic began to clench his heart like a big hand—could it be that he did not live to the day he had predicted?

He reflected on the decree this time, and he did have to complain that this time it was indeed too bad luck.

But Tianhuo doesn't care how much effort you make, it only looks at the result, it is ruthless, and if you don't finish it, you will be punished with death.

It was too late to look for other ruins, and he now had three choices: the northern camp of the Praetorian Divine Army, the mountain guarded by the ancient demon of the stone axe, and the ancient palace where the living demon was seated by the demon venerable.

But all three seem to be the end of "self-defeat". He sat there like a stone statue, lost in thought.

The night covered the earth, and there was a terrible beast roar from far and near, and he woke up suddenly, opened the small cave world and hid in it, and sighed softly in his heart.

......

Within a radius of 100 miles, there was a dead silence.

It's the end of winter and the vegetation is silent, but you can imagine from its prosperity that the coming year will be full of greenery. But in the woods and dead grass, not even a trace of insects could be heard. In the middle of this lush forest, there is a high earth mountain. The earth mountain is wide and thousands of zhang, 400 zhang high, the shape is very regular and uniform, the surface is covered with fine clay particles, and there are dense insect foot traces.

In the distance, there was a dense rumbling sound in the woods, as if countless tiny stone oaks were rolling in the woods, hitting the trees and stones.

As the sound approached, a large group of aphids "flowed" out of the forest. They returned triumphantly, each of them majestic and proud, because on this insect river, there was a ninth-order reckless insect "Heavenly Drum Fly"!

Although the river lost a full thirty percent, it was worth it for the swarm.

A huge manworm with a body length of one hundred and sixty zhang was released and pressed into a deep pit in the ground. There was a strange squeak, and the rest of the incisional aphids in the hive were "shouted", rushing out from the top of the dirt mountain, and pounced on the heavenly drum fly, with a fierce momentum!

The ninth-order reckless insect is of great significance for cultivating offspring, and the hatched next generation will be even more fierce and powerful, and it won't be long before this group can challenge the super ninth-order.

A little later, another insect river returned from hunting, but what they brought back was "only" an eighth-order desolate beast, and the welcome it received could only be regarded as ordinary.

Song Zheng's whole body was smeared with a special strange medicine, which was specially prepared by Pan Feiyi, which could avoid the sense of smell of most of the reckless insects and beasts.

He was lying on a tree hundreds of feet high and looking at the Worm Mountain, and his jaw was almost dislocated. He knew that this group of notched aphids was very tough, but he didn't expect that the insect river he saw was just "one of them".

"But that way, the chances of success are greater. He muttered to himself, but also understood that the danger of the whole plan had increased exponentially for him.

The biggest problem with this type of manchuck is that the colony is strong but the individual is too weak. As long as it is not in a group, ordinary mortal warriors, one person can kill seven or eight incision-toothed aphids. That's why Song Zheng was able to easily touch the vicinity of their nest without being noticed.

They are easy to be hidden by enemies and penetrate into their nests, but the same kind of reckless insects are narrow-minded and will take revenge, and all enemies who offend the nest will chase and kill them with all their might.

And Song Zheng quietly reached out and touched his eyes, and the thunder water washed his eyes.

He looked towards the lair from afar—if it was another eighth-order or ninth-order powerhouse, he would undoubtedly be sent to death if he did so, and with his Dao skill level, he would be detected immediately. But the incisional aphids don't, they are weak individually, and they can't do anything about this level of Dao art.

Song Zheng's Thunder Water Wash Eyes can now see through to a depth of about three zhang below the ground. However, the structure of the hive is so loose that you can barely see the entire structure inside.

He searched for a long time in the huge insect nest, but found no target, desperately overdrafted, forcibly urged the thunder water to look towards the underground of the insect hive, and finally saw a mountain of insect eggs at the limit of his vision.

There is a special group of toothed aphids, which are divided into two teams, one team transports the eggs one by one from deep underground and continues to pile up. The other team carried the hatched larvae onto a flat "meat blanket" not far away.

The blankets were made from the minced flesh of the high-level desolate beasts, and the larvae now looked like worms, and they needed to undergo a metamorphosis before they could become full-fledged incisional aphids.

Song Zheng began to constantly calculate his entire plan in his heart, knowing that if he was not careful, he would become a part of that "meat blanket" - but after thinking about it, he laughed self-deprecatingly: maybe he was not qualified enough.