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Listening to Qinglian Sword Venerable's words, Chen Yang's brows furrowed slightly, but he immediately stretched out as usual. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the Wèn Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)15

"Now that the seniors have made up their minds, let's not delay time. The demon clan disappeared out of thin air when it arrived here, and I think it is very likely that it has fallen into the mouth of the silver-winged demon ant, and the lord of Nayi Island also knows that someone has broken into this place through the blood contract, and maybe it will suddenly appear at any time. As for how to deal with the silver-winged demon ants, with the knowledge and means of the predecessors, they should be able to achieve success, right?" Chen Yang said with a light smile.

"Of course, although the old man's cultivation at this time has suffered a big loss and has fallen to the late stage of Jindan, the realm of the magic power will not decline with it. These silver-winged demon ants are certainly extremely difficult for monks who have not yet reached the Yuan Infant Stage to deal with, but they are nothing in the eyes of the old man. When Qinglian Sword Venerable said this, his voice was full of pride.

Chen Yang was overjoyed in his heart, he really couldn't think of a good way for a while.

To deal with silver-winged demon ants, it is most taboo to use jīng gold magic weapons, because often under a single look, they will be corroded and damaged by the magic flames released by this kind of demon ants, which is also the most troublesome part of this kind of demon ants.

After all, most of the magic weapons in the immortal cultivation world will be more or less doped with some metal materials in them, but most of the strength of the monks above the golden pill can only be exerted by relying on the magic weapons, and the use of magic weapons is restricted, and the strength of the monks is inevitably greatly reduced.

However, it is very rare to simply use other xìng materials to refine magic weapons, even with Chen Yang's rich net worth, there is no magic weapon of this kind.

Of course, if you have enough time. It is also a good choice to arrange the formation prohibition in advance and trap them in it, because under the wisdom of the silver-winged demon ants, if there is no one to command, they mostly act on instinct, and it is easy to lure yòu over. But the two of them were in a hurry this time, where would they prepare a strong trap in advance, not to mention that time did not allow it.

If it really doesn't work, he can only resist with the Five Elements Spell, and think of it with his profound spiritual power that far exceeds that of his peers. In addition, there are many Dan yào who replenish spiritual power on the body. Maybe a little wolf, but it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with the past.

While he was thinking like this, the Qinglian Sword Venerable looked at Chen Yang a little strangely, and spoke again.

"However, although the old man has more than ninety percent certainty of this method. But limited to cultivation, he can only protect one person. Daoist friends have to figure it out for themselves. However, I would like to give one more piece of advice, if you feel that you are not sure, you should stop there! Treasures are good, but after all, they are things outside the body, and the life of the cultivators such as us always ranks first. Qinglian Sword Venerable said with a straight face. 4∴⑧０6５

Chen Yang glanced at Qinglian Jianzun, the other party's words seemed to be kind words and persuasion, but he always felt a little bit of schadenfreude.

"The seniors are kind. The younger generation got it. But in any case, the younger generation has to try it, otherwise they won't be reconciled. If things really can't be done, the juniors will naturally put out this thought!" Chen Yang still looked calm, and said calmly.

"Well, since Daoyou said so, it is inconvenient for the old man to persuade him more. Qinglian Jianzun glanced at Chen Yang deeply and said with a nod.

Then he took a deep breath, and his hands changed rapidly like a wheel with ten fingers, shaking out a series of strange handprints, and struck out the Dao Technique shè on the flying sword.

Qing Sè Flying Sword trembled slightly. Suddenly disappeared, countless green sè lotus huā. The surrounding area of the original flying sword appeared out of thin air, the size of a fist. The green aura flickered on it, dazzling.

At the same time, Qinglian Jianzun had words in his mouth, and the blue light on his body was also released, and a blooming lotus huā phantom appeared on his body.

I saw him stretch out his hand to the void and make a move, and the green lotus that was quietly floating in the air suddenly gathered like a thousand streams returning to the sect, and the lotus shadows that had disappeared into him disappeared.

In the next moment, the phantom of the lotus huā rose wildly, and countless lotus petals gushed out layer by layer, and the originally faint lotus shadow was also injected into the green light lotus, which was much clearer, and the huā veins on it were faintly visible.

The huge huā leaf enveloped its entire body in it at once, and the defense was tight.

After casting the spell, Qinglian Jianzun exhaled lightly, pinched the spell again, and the blue light on his body became nothing, and then he walked forward cautiously.

Chen Yang stood silently in place, looking at Qinglian Sword Venerable solemnly.

"Buzz!"

Just as Qinglian Sword Venerable stepped into the fork in the road on the left, a strange sound suddenly came from the passage, as if something was rubbing rapidly.

The sound was indistinct, but it came from the depths of the stone wall in the passage, and then the surface of the stone wall flashed, and a dense hole with the thickness of the little finger appeared.

And almost instantly, this buzzing sound suddenly became louder, echoing in all directions in the small passage space, and only this strange buzzing sound was left in the entire space, which made people upset, and their blood was churning!

Here it comes!

Chen Yang's face remained unchanged, his heart was slightly cold, and he successively arranged several protective shields with different faces in front of him, and then looked forward with a fixed gaze.

The next moment, a thin silver thread first flew out from an inconspicuous hole on the top of Qinglian Sword Venerable's head.

With the appearance of this thin line, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and from the various holes on the stone wall, countless silver threads were densely packed out, and they were overwhelmingly surging towards the Qinglian Sword Venerable, and the momentum was amazing.

In the face of such an astonishing attack, Qinglian Sword Venerable just snorted coldly, his body didn't move, the giant lotus wrapped outside shook slightly, and countless green lotus petals flickered out, rotating rapidly around his body.

The flat ground suddenly brought up a green whirlwind, which swept the oncoming Dao Dao silver threads into it, and they broke out one after another, turning into a little silver light!

If you look closely, that little bit of silver light is actually a small silver insect, slightly smaller than a soybean, with a slender body, and the appearance is somewhat similar to that of an ant, but there are several pairs of translucent thin wings on the back, and a pair of large, extremely disproportionate fangs on the side of the mouth, which is even more hideous and vicious.

It's the Silver-winged Demon Ant!

The bodies of these demon ants were really tenacious, and they were scattered and knocked away by this terrifying hurricane, but after losing their balance and rolling a few times, they fluttered the thin wings on their backs as if nothing happened, and flew back again.

The number of silver light dots was so large that the human scalp couldn't help but tingle, and in an instant, it merged into a silver cloud of insects, surrounding the Qinglian Sword Venerable in the middle, and the strong resistance made it almost difficult for the other party to move.

Seeing this scene, Qinglian Jianzun didn't seem to be surprised, after frowning slightly, his expressionless ten fingers flew, and the Qingmeng hurricane suddenly stopped, re-revealing thousands of green lotus huā, and then burst out one after another, turning into a sky full of green silk, and stabbed towards the swarming insect cloud in a flash.

The soft sound of puff and puff was almost continuous, and large swaths of silver flying insects crackled and rained down, and in the blink of an eye, a thin layer was spread on the ground.

And after these flying insects fell to the ground, they let out a few low chirps in their mouthparts, and after a few slight tremors of their bodies, they were silent.

With this blow, Qinglian Sword Venerable actually killed thousands of demon ants in one fell swoop!

Seeing the scene in front of him, Chen Yang couldn't help but be shocked.

It is really worthy of being the sword cultivator whose attack power is the best in the world, not only did he use the magic power of sword qi to turn silk lightly, but the control technique was also so wonderful that the thousands of sword wires actually passed through the eyes of the silver-winged demon ants one after another, without touching the rest of the parts!

Thanks to Qinglian Sword Venerable's cào control technique, it happened to hit the most vulnerable part of this insect's body, otherwise with the prestige of the silver-winged demon ant, it would not have been killed without resistance.

But Qinglian Sword Venerable conjured up so many sword rays in a row, and cào controlled his heart, it was not a trivial thing, his face turned white, and his eyes also dimmed a little, obviously this level of attack could not be sent out a few times.

Taking advantage of the fact that the silver sè insect cloud was sparse a lot, he didn't dare to stand against the insect cloud without the slightest delay, and walked towards the depths of the passage step by step.

Seeing this, Chen Yang, under the protection of several defensive spells, did not hesitate to shake his figure and came to the side of the passage.

Suddenly, as if hearing a silent order, the insect cloud that gathered above the head of the Qinglian Sword Venerable immediately split into two, and the smaller half of them came straight towards Chen Yang.

Chen Yang's eyes flashed with a cold glow, and as soon as he clenched his hands, the faint black glow of the yīn shield bloomed, and he was about to step in.

Suddenly, a whimsical idea appeared in his mind, Chen Yang hesitated for a moment, thought about it for a while, and felt that this idea really had a great chance of success.

According to his experience from reading the spirit insect classics, spirit insects such as the Silver-winged Demon Ant, although their bodies are tough and their attacks are powerful, they are not without flaws, and they often use illusion spells and some magic circle prohibitions to deal with them and receive miraculous results.

After all, they suffer from low spiritual intelligence, and unless they are large enough to sweep a trap, or they are domesticated by monks and under the command of monks, they can easily catch such defects.

And the phantom spirit moth that Chen Yang raised, the talent of the illusion magic power is extremely powerful, and it happens to be the nemesis of this kind of spirit worm. Although the level of the Phantom Moth is still low, the silver-winged demon ants in front of them have not advanced to maturity, and the strength of each one is also different, and there will always be people who will be affected by illusions.

As soon as he thought of this, his heart couldn't help but burn. It's good to give it a try, but even if it doesn't work, it won't take much time.

Thinking like this, Chen Yang immediately waved one hand without hesitation, and a spirit beast bag was thrown up, and then several white rays flashed, and six gray moths suddenly appeared in the air.

"Go!" Chen Yang glanced at the Phantom Spirit Moth expectantly, pointed at the silver cloud that was not far away, and said in a low voice.

So the phantom moth drew a mysterious trajectory and flew out of the protective shield, and its wings flapped wildly at the opposite side, and the mysterious spots of light fell off the wings immediately, and poured in with a gust of wind towards the cloud of silver insects.

Immediately after, a strange scene appeared!

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