You practice immortality, I farm 2

Chapter 314
"One of my worm kings was destroyed!"

In the boundless sea, a huge stone island.

Deep in Shidao, a dark cave.

A bloody light shot out and stopped abruptly, revealing a monk with a gloomy face inside.

The monk was wearing a blood-colored robe. As the robe shook, the blood light changed in depth. There were many faint insect shadows on the surface, which seemed to be slowly squirming inside the robe.

An insect with a body twisted from blood vessels and countless tiny blood-red tentacles at the end flew out of the darkness.

It is the blood clotting worms that appeared in large numbers on the islands.

The blood worm flapped its two pairs of pale red wings, and made a strange cry at the blood-robed monk.

Immediately, the blood-colored magic robe on the monk's body glowed with blood, and the blood-clotting worm cavity was bubbling, and it got into the blood robe from nowhere, and turned into one of the countless worm shadows.

Blood seeped into the robe, making the robe a little darker.

"Oh? Is there anyone in this sea area who can kill your blood clotting worm king?"

A soft voice sounded from not far away.

The owner of the voice was a short monk, only as high as an average person's waist.

In front of him, a corpse stood quietly.

The short monk's fingers softened and split into a brush shape. His arms were elongated and soft as if they were boneless. They penetrated through the dark and hollow pupils in the corpse's ears.

After a few breaths, the arm stretched out and returned to its normal appearance, with some remnants of the original owner's death remaining on the fingertips.

Behind him, there are dozens of blue-gray mounds, like graves, with a human-skin flag planted on each mound, and many strange runes drawn on the surface.

There were slight vibrations from the mound from time to time, causing the flag to tremble, as if something evil was buried inside.

Whether it is a blood-robed monk or a short boneless monk, they all have the cultivation base of the late stage of foundation establishment.

"Each blood clotting worm king is closely related to my mind, and I can naturally perceive its death."

The blood-robed monk said sadly that the Insect King needed to be killed out of hundreds or thousands of ordinary blood-coagulated Yin Insects. It was extremely difficult to cultivate. It took him decades to get three Insect King.

Each insect king has a certain amount of intelligence and can control a large number of ordinary blood-coagulating worms. Its ability to suck and store blood is more than ten times that of ordinary blood-coagulating worms. At the same time, it has powerful strength, no weaker than ordinary early-stage foundation-building monks.

It is so precious and rare, how can he not be angry and sad!
"hey-hey!"

The little monk laughed sarcastically, and the skin kept shaking as he laughed, as if there was no flesh and blood inside to support it.

"Hunting wild geese all day long, sooner or later the eyes will be pecked by wild geese. I told you earlier, don't try to attract the attention of monks in the archipelago, just eat some sea fish and sea beasts honestly."

"But you just didn't listen. You coveted the delicious taste of human blood, and you failed, right?"

He brushed the corpse in front of him inch by inch, as if he was creating the most exquisite artwork in the world.

"What's the use of your sarcastic remarks at this time?"

The blood-robed monk replied sadly.

"If it weren't for these worms of mine controlling many loose cultivators and sucking the blood from their bodies, you could get so many corpse puppets so easily? Can you clean them up so easily?"

The corpses brushed by the short monk are called corpse puppets, and the refining method is extremely sinister.

It requires a complete monk's corpse, draining the blood from it, removing all the muscles, muscles and organs, leaving only the skin and bones.

Then fill it with special materials, bury it in the place of Yin Qi, and warm it for a period of time with magic tools, Yin Qi, runes, etc., so as to get a special puppet.

It is much more difficult to refine this kind of corpse puppets than ordinary puppets, but the advantages are also obvious, they are stronger, have more means, and are easier to control.

"It should be a large number of disciples or an immortal family on a certain island who take action to deal with your spiritual insects." The short monk speculated that the insect king has extremely high spiritual intelligence. If he finds that there are several foundation-building monks ambushing him, he will definitely run away and will not confront him. response.

Only those big disciples with a lot of means, or the old monks who have accumulated for many years, can quickly deal with the blood clotting worm king one-on-one.

"Perhaps so."

The blood-robed monk suppressed the anger in his heart.

"You want to take revenge? But do you know who it is?"

"If you don't know, if we make a big fuss and attract a lot of attention, wouldn't we have wasted the past few years?"

"Until you find that secret place, I suggest that you don't cause trouble. After you find it, I won't care what you do."

There was a hint of warning in the little monk's tone.

The two got a rare treasure by chance, and from the above few words, they deduced that there was an undiscovered secret realm hidden in the sea area of ​​the boundless sea, so they hibernated on the stone island together and searched for the location of the secret realm.

Unfortunately, more than two years have passed, and there is still no trace of the secret realm. The blood in the blood-robed monk's robes has been consumed a lot, so he replenished it nearby.

At the beginning, the goal was on the surrounding sea fish and sea beasts, but as time passed, it shifted to going out to the sea to relax, and finally even wanted to sneak into the archipelago, so as to have a full meal.

Unexpectedly, a rare blood clotting worm king was actually lost.

"I'll be careful."

The blood-robed monk turned into a beam of blood and flashed into the dark cave.

Lingtian.

During this period of time, Lu Xuan sat firmly on the Diaoyutai without any influence from the outside world.

After solving the evil crisis on Kongming Island, his task has been completed, and all other follow-ups will be handed over to Song Yu.

During this period, there were also foundation-building monks from other islands. After the family forces learned that the evil problem on Kongming Island had been solved, they came to ask Lu Xuan for help.

Lu Xuan used his injury as an excuse to politely refuse, and basically stayed in the yard, cultivating spiritual plants and raising spiritual beasts.

From Song Yu's mouth, he learned that after half a month of causing harm to the monks on the archipelago, the blood-coagulating Yinworms all disappeared silently overnight.

I don't know if they have all been resolved, or if they fled the islands on their own initiative.

Lu Xuan didn't slacken the slightest slack in his heart, he knew very well that there were traces of evil cultivators standing behind these evil insects.

As for being able to cultivate evil insects that are equivalent to those in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, the strength of the person behind the scenes is most likely to be in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment or above.

Therefore, he was not careless, and made an appointment with Shi Zhong and Zhou Bingyu to watch and help each other.

In this incident of evil insect invasion, due to Kongming Island's adequate preparations and Lu Xuan's thunderous attack, the evil insects were completely eliminated in the first place, so in the surrounding sea area, the losses suffered were minimal.

The casual cultivators died the most. Only a few mid-level cultivators of the Song family died, and some cultivators were injured.

Among the rest of the islands, due to the lag in news and the relative weakening of strength, Chongning Island was among the ranks of heavy losses.

In addition to a similar number of casual cultivators, the Ning family also lost several high-level Qi cultivators, which made the situation even worse for the Ning family in the sea area eroded by phaseless algae.

After Lu Xuan got a general idea of ​​the situation in the islands, he stopped paying attention and concentrated on his own spiritual field.

The third-grade rock-armored turtle egg is about to break out of its shell thanks to the efforts of the wind falcon's round belly.

　Make up one more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)