Zerg is like this

Chapter 162 Deception and Monster Beast

The changes in the world not only changed the common people and practitioners, but also changed the lives of monsters.

In recent years, the sphere of influence of the Demon League has expanded rapidly.

But this expansion is not active, but forced.

Because the monsters need a powerful force as their backing too much.

The places where many monsters gathered were attacked by decent monks from all walks of life.

This is not only the territory controlled by the Demon League, but also some territories outside the jurisdiction of the Demon League.

In the areas controlled by the Monster League, a large number of big monsters came forward to resist, but in the areas not under the jurisdiction of the Monster League, if they were attacked, they could only live and die.

These independent sites are basically controlled by those golden cores with no desires or desires, or the powerful Nascent Soul monster.

They have no desire for resources, nor do they care about the situation of their monsters.

Therefore, they don't need to connect with the Monster League, and they don't bother to care how many monsters they have.

As long as you are alive, life can go on.

It's just a pity that although they are powerful, their decent strength is not weak either.

Moreover, the decent Jindan still has a numerical advantage.

As a result, these places gradually fell into decline.

Today, one hundred and eight golden elixirs from the four sects of 230 came to the depths of Shaoliang Mountain.

Their actions were completely undisguised, and the spies of many sects below could see clearly, but none of them reported to the sect.

Because if not all of their sects are their own people, then at least [-]% of the entire sect is their own people.

Therefore, for some things, it is enough for your own people to know, and you don't need to report them to let outsiders know.

The target of their [-] golden elixirs is an old turtle who has been cultivating in the deep mountains for a long time.

Not only has he lived for nearly 2000 years, but he now has the strength of the third level of Nascent Soul.

Although he didn't do any bad things, but because he doesn't know how to create public opinion, and he has many treasures that others want, rumors of him doing bad things are everywhere outside.

A large number of people are petitioning fiercely in front of all decent people, hoping that all decent people can help them uphold justice and eradicate this big monster that has been harming for many years!
The reason for this situation is simple.

It is because the old turtle has two unique spiritual plants.

The fruits of these two kinds of spiritual plants, one can increase the spiritual power, and the other can increase the endurance of the meridians.

Anyway, it's all good stuff.

In the past few years, relying on these fruits, the old turtle has traded with foreign countries for many good things.

But after the Demon League appeared, he was worried that the Demon League would be able to cultivate it after it got the fruit, so he completely lost control of these two kinds of spiritual plants.

Therefore, even if his current fruits are eaten whole when they are ripe, he is unwilling to sell them to others.

In his opinion, anyway, I don't really lack any supplies, so what can you do to me if I don't sell them?
Therefore, after the Yaomeng successfully bought two kinds of spiritual plant seeds from the old turtle's customers, it should die.

But the one who did it must not be the Demon League.

One hundred and eight golden elixirs flew to the depths of Shaoliang Mountain.

There are steep mountains and lush vegetation everywhere.

Ordinary people probably have no way of knowing where the old turtle is hiding.

But the Zerg are obviously not ordinary people.

After the Zergs crawled all over the mountains and countless Zergs drilled through the soil, it was also reasonable to find the traces of the old turtle.

At this time, the old turtle was sleeping soundly at 350 meters underground.

One after another of the old turtle's dreams, images flickered around his body.

The old turtle's dreams can vaguely interfere with reality.

One hundred and eight Zerg Golden Pills laid out a huge formation that could cover the whole body of the old turtle above the soil where the old turtle was deeply buried.

The formation will imprison a circle of soil around the old turtle, preventing him from moving.

But Nascent Soul is just Nascent Soul, and with his powerful strength, the Zerg had to pay piles of spirit stones like hills in order for the formation to provide the ability to imprison Nascent Soul.

With the activation of the magic circle, the violent aura pierced into the sky, and all the monsters around realized that something was wrong here.

But none of the monsters dared to come and check.

They could only report the news they got to the Demon League.

But the Monster League's reply was very simple: "It's not our territory, even the old turtle is very unfriendly to my Monster League, and my Monster League won't ask about his affairs."

Monsters don't have the concept of cold lips and teeth.

If you treat me well, I will treat you well. If I treat you well, I also hope you will treat me well.

The concept of monsters is so simple.

Since the old turtle is not friendly to the Yaomeng, there is no monster who wants to help him.

So at the moment when the old turtle was awakened by the aura stirred up by the formation, he found himself surrounded by the formation.

The range of the formation is not that big, it's just a little bigger than its body.

Even at the position of the tortoise's head, a firm arc was drawn.

"I am Nascent Soul! Who dares to kill me?"

The old turtle didn't understand the situation for a while.

Although the brain has not yet woken up, the body has already reacted.

The strong evil spirit is close to the essence, and spreads out in all directions.

"boom boom"

Countless spells blasted towards him.

He wanted to resist, but all his means were suppressed by the magic circle.

As for the monk's technique, not only can it fall on him smoothly, but after passing through the magic circle, the magic technique will be strengthened by the magic circle.

The old turtle is like a sandbag that can only be beaten passively, and there are earthy yellow halos all over his body that are stirred up by various spells.

The old turtle was constantly on the defensive.

As the old turtle kept shaking the ground, in order to maintain the suppressing force, the formation needed to consume a lot of spirit stones every minute.

But there is no shortage of spirit stones for the Zerg.

Evenly cut spirit stones were sprayed out and stacked on the ground through the Zerg passages.

As long as the monks see that the spirit stones of the formation are about to bottom out, they will immediately replace them with new ones.

No matter how strong the old turtle is, there is a limit to his strength.

Although Zerg monks are weaker than him, their spirit stones are close to infinite.

On the seventh day after being bombed, the old turtle finally belched.

The old turtle's body was swallowed into the insect nest under the witness of all the monks.

Not long after, a brand new old tortoise head was spat out by the insect nest.

The monks held up the old turtle's head to publicize everywhere.

Wherever he went, the people were all excited.

Very good!The evil monster was finally eradicated!

Although the killing of the old turtle by the monk alliance caused a lot of noise in the cities near Shaoliang Mountain.

But among the three major sects of Wu Kingdom, none of the sect masters or elders knew about this matter.

The old turtle died, and the monsters were all in danger.

The old turtles with Nascent Soul strength all died under the attack of monks. What can they do with these weak monsters?

Right now, it is estimated that only the Demon League can protect them.

As a result, more monsters are willing to join the Monster League.

In the forest, there are two monsters flying together.

Looking at them, they turned out to be two spermatozoa.

The two mosquito spirits were slender, and their waists were as thick as a licking dog.

A pair of plantain-like wings kept fanning the wind, pushing them forward in the air.

On the way, a mosquito asked: "Big mosquito, where are you taking me? Are you going to take me to spy on the female monster to take a bath again?"

Big Mosquito replied: "Second Mosquito, where are there any female monsters around now, there is no chance for such a good thing, we are going to the Demon League."

The second mosquito suddenly grabbed the big mosquito.

"Wait! The Demon League doesn't allow killing each other. We all suck blood for a living. If we go to the Demon League, we're afraid we'll starve to death!"

"Hey!" Big Mosquito sighed, "It's better to starve to death than to be beaten to death!"

A cruel picture in memory flashed before Da Mosquito's eyes.

"You haven't seen it. The last time San Mosquito saw two big bags on a monk's chest, he thought that this monk was a soft-legged shrimp attacked by other mosquito spirits, so he wanted to pick up a cheap one.

But he didn't know that he was a masked monk disguised as a man, and then he was slapped to death by him, blood spattered everywhere. "

Second Mosquito asked curiously: "Big Mosquito, that cultivator can slap San Mosquito to death with one slap, I'm afraid that cultivator's strength is not low! How did you escape from such a dangerous situation?"

Big Mosquito said: "I've never been there. These are all my imaginations after I heard the news of San Mosquito's death."

Two mosquitoes:? ? ? ?

Can it still be like this?
I'm afraid that what you said is completely different from the actual situation, right?

With a wave of his hand, the big mosquito took the lead and flew ahead.

"Stop talking, let's go quickly! When the monk finds us, our time of death will arrive."

"Oh!"

The second mosquito responded, and then continued to follow the big mosquito and continue to fly forward.

Along the way, the second mosquito saw the big mosquito continuously sending evil spirits into a cage in his arms.

So he asked curiously: "Big Mosquito, what is this you are holding in your arms?"

"This?" Big Mosquito raised the cage in his arms.

The two mosquitoes nodded.

Big Mosquito said: "This is all the monsters I cultivated!"

The second mosquito said in shock: "What kind of monster can be contained in such a small cage?"

The cage in the hands of the big mosquito can only hold one bird.

Big Mosquito said mysteriously: "Don't underestimate them, they are my hope for the future!"

"Ah?" The second mosquito looked suspicious.

He persuaded: "Big Mosquito, don't be fooled by other monsters? Can such a small thing be useful?"

Big Mosquito said calmly, "I won't be deceived, I discovered this myself."

As he spoke, Big Mosquito took out a book and handed it to Er Mosquito.

The second mosquito took it and took a closer look.

I saw "Hybridization and Selection" written on it.

Looking down, I found that this book was actually produced by Yaomeng.

If it weren't for the Monster League to spread knowledge everywhere, they might not know the above words now.

"You just read this book?" Er Mosquito asked.

Seeing the big mosquito with its head held high, it nodded vigorously.

Er Mosquito couldn't figure out how a book explaining how to cultivate spiritual plants could have something to do with monsters.

But in the next second, Big Mosquito took the initiative to explain.

"Think about it for yourself, with my talent, do you think I can become a Nascent Soul?"

The two mosquitoes shook their heads very simply.

For the two of them in their entire lives, it would be nice if Xiu could barely make it to the top level of Foundation Establishment.

Jindan is highly unlikely to be possible, so how dare Yuanying think about it?

Big Mosquito said again: "Since you also know that I can't become a Nascent Soul, so I plan to raise a group of monsters and take us chickens and dogs to heaven!"

"What? Chicken and dog ascend to heaven? What is that?"

Hearing Er Mosquito's question, Da Mosquito looked at him rather speechlessly.

Unlearned stuff!
Then I lost a copy of "Lun Heng Dao Xu".

"You're fine, so don't suck the moon blood of those female beasts, if you suck too much of that kind of thing, you'll become a fool!

If you have time, read more books. The things produced by Yaomeng are just to make idiots like you smarter. "

Having said that, Big Mosquito added:
"I asked the teacher of the Demon League, and the teacher said that as long as the education and resources can keep up, any type of monster, as long as the talent is enough, has the opportunity to dominate the world.

Now, you and I are not talented enough, so I plan to raise a group of monsters. From now on, I will go to work every day to earn spirit stones to train them.

The day they become big bosses is the day I stand up as a big mosquito! "

The second mosquito seemed to think of something, and reminded:
"But Big Mosquito, although your idea sounds reasonable, it is rare to see such a talent among monsters in a hundred years.

How can you blindly be sure that among the batch of monsters you cultivated, there are existences with outstanding talents? "

"Hahaha!"

Big Mosquito put six hands on his hips and laughed loudly.

He looked at Er Mosquito, and there was a look in his eyes that I was prepared for a long time.

He patted the cage and said, "That kind of talent is really hard to find, but I have a shortcut here."

"????"

The big mosquito pulled away the leaves that illuminated the cage, and saw an insect inside.

This insect is slender and soft, and its body length is only less than a fingernail.

The antennae are short, the compound eyes are developed, and the middle chest is large.

There are two pairs of wings, the forewings are developed and the hind wings are short, and there is a pair of very long tail whiskers at the end of the abdomen.

It looks a bit like a mosquito, but more like a dragonfly.

The second mosquito pointed to the cage and asked, "What kind of chicken is this?"

Big Mosquito said speechlessly: "Don't imitate those city demons who swear, they are mayflies."

"Mayfly?" Er Mosquito's eyes were full of ignorance.

Big Mosquito explained:
"Two mosquitoes, you see, creatures like mayflies live and die in one day, and they can live their whole life in one day.

Moreover, a pair of mayflies can produce twenty to forty offspring a day.

They are small and don't eat much.

I just need to use demon power and spirit stones to cultivate them, and then select the ones with the best talents to continue to cultivate.

This cycle goes on and on, and within a year, I will be able to find that mayfly that is worthy of being entrusted to me for a lifetime! "

As he said that, Big Mosquito pinched a mayfly out of it and sent it to the second mosquito.

I saw that the big mosquito was excited with its demon power, and this mayfly immediately emitted a burst of golden light.

In a burst of dazzling golden light, the second mosquito vaguely saw a few large characters on the two pairs of wings of the mayfly.

"Mayflies flourish, the king of mosquitoes."

Big Mosquito looked at Er Mosquito with a smile on his face: "Look, Jindan Yuanying, would you rather have a kind?"

The second mosquito was dumbfounded: "Ah, this! Big mosquito, don't mess around!"

Big Mosquito's smile gradually became crazy.

In the end, the entire forest was filled with his wanton laughter.

(End of this chapter)