From the beginning of the sky, to the highest of the heavens

Chapter 279
As soon as the flying knife shot out of the hurricane, nearly ten thousand flying ants rushed forward with a buzzing sound.

No matter how the gray light changed and slashed violently, the flying ants were not injured at all, but instead instantly covered the flying knives, trapping them in groups.

The middle-aged man turned pale with fright and wanted to take back the magic weapon, but it was too late.

After a few flashes of gray light in the ant colony, it was submerged in the black torrent.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man's face turned pale.

The talisman of mind and soul connection was destroyed, and his master was also seriously injured.

But he didn't care about these things at this time, and hurriedly urged the white hurricane to rush towards the road he came from.

As long as he leaves the black desert, he may not have no chance to escape.

But at this moment, those black flying ants stopped in place after devouring the wreckage of the flying knife, instead of chasing him, they made a jaw-dropping move.

They gathered together in an instant, and after a burst of black light flashed, they turned into a black spear about several feet long.

With an ear-piercing scream, the spear shot through the air like bed fury.

The middle-aged man panicked for a while, and the spiritual power in his body rushed out, causing the white hurricane around him to intensify by another three points.

The black spear plunged into the white hurricane.

"boom"

"puff"

Two voices sounded, and the black spear pierced through the hurricane in a flash.

The sharp spearhead and the long spear shaft are all speckled with bright red blood.

The hurricane stopped instantly, revealing the middle-aged man inside.

He stood there sluggishly, the ice shield and green shield were gone, and there was a fist-sized transparent hole in the heart of his chest.

The area around the wound was black and burnt, as if it had been scorched by something.

The man lowered his head to look at his chest, and couldn't help touching it with his hands, with a look of horror on his face, as if he still didn't believe it.

And at this moment, with a clang, the pitch-black spear turned into a swarm of flying ants again.

Then it unceremoniously rushed towards the middle-aged man, threw him on the ground, and instantly covered his whole body.

The man just screamed a few times on the ground, and then there was no sound at all.

After a while, the flying ants suddenly soared into the air, returned to the original place and landed, becoming no different from those black sand grains again.

The place where the man fell was empty, completely devoured by the ants.

This monk in the middle stage of alchemy, who can be called a high-level monk in the outside world, fell silently in this desolate black desert.

The appearance of the black desert and the iron fire ants is undoubtedly a disaster for the alchemy cultivators of the Lava Road.

Most of the alchemy cultivators will stop at this level unless they have the protection of the treasure.

And the price of stopping is falling.

Another place in the Black Desert.

A black-robed figure wrapped in a light blue light ball is being surrounded and besieged by a colony of iron fire ants.

Although the number of flying ants in this group is not very large, there are nearly ten thousand of them.

Under the siege of the iron fire ants, the light cluster was crumbling and flickering, and the figures in it looked like they were struggling to support themselves.

At this moment, the iron fire ant suddenly turned into a sharp long sword, and with black flames, it slashed at the light group fiercely.

Seeing that the figure in the light group was about to follow in the footsteps of other monks, an inconspicuous emerald green projectile suddenly flew out from the light group.

As soon as the projectile hit the black sword, it turned into a fist-sized dark green spark with a puff, burning fiercely.

The part of the long sword wrapped by the fire quickly collapsed, and nearly a hundred iron fire ants fell from it one after another.

But there are more than ten thousand iron fire ants, and the consumption of more than a hundred is nothing to the entire iron fire ant colony.

Moreover, the appearance of the green flame seemed to anger the iron fire ant colony even more.

They spread out again, crazily impacting on the light ball, without retreating a single step.

And for the black-robed monk in the light group, it seems that there are not many bullets left.

After smashing the transformation of the iron fire ant, it has been a long time since it shot the second one, and it is still struggling, and it seems that it will not be able to support it.

Feeling the flickering of the shield in front of him and the swarm of iron fire ants in front of him, the black-robed figure gradually felt a look of despair in his heart.

She didn't expect such dangerous existences as Black Desert and Iron Fire Ant to appear in the mere second level.

Just when the man in black was about to give up.

Suddenly, a whistling sound resounded through the heaven and earth, and the Iron Fire Ant colony besieging her also became a little chaotic, and then they gave up besieging her and headed into the distance.

She looked in the direction of the voice, and suddenly saw a shocking scene that she would never forget in her life.

It was a group of incomparably huge iron fire ants, covering the sky and the sun, as if covering the entire sky.

The number of this group of iron fire ants is at least tens of thousands, which is far higher than the group of iron fire ants that besieged her.

Of course, if there were only iron and fire ants, she would only be in despair, not shocked.

But on the other side of the iron fire ant colony was a scene that shocked her extremely.

It was a pure white wind that pierced the sky, whistling towards the Iron Fire Ant Colony day after day.

Obviously such a hot and violent place, after this plain white wind passed by, it seemed to turn the whole world into a frosty place where everything withered.

In the eyes of the black-robed man, the Iron Fire Ant Colony, which was incomparably powerful, easily turned into ice sculptures the moment the plain white wind passed by, and then shattered into powder, dissipating in the sky and the earth.

This scene left the man in black dumbfounded, and it was still the most unforgettable scene in her heart when she recalled it countless years later.

Until all the iron fire ants were reduced to powder, a cyan figure appeared in the sight of the man in black.

I saw him holding a large black flag exuding a majestic aura, and the surface of the flag unfolded little by little, as if hiding a world of ice.

Just looking at it, the black-robed person felt like her mind was frozen, which made her quickly look away, and at the same time realized that this was definitely an ice-type treasure.

The opponent came to the powder made by the iron fire ant, stretched out his right hand, and a little bit of crystal color rose from the powder made by the iron fire ant.

Finally gathered in his hand, forming a small crystalline object.

Seeing this, the man in black hurried over.

After walking in, the black-robed person discovered that the other party was a handsome young man wearing a black robe, but it was wrapped in a layer of sky-blue gauze, and outsiders saw it as a blue-colored figure.

She took off her hat, cupped her hands and said, "Thank you fellow daoist for your rescue, I am Yuanyao, I am really grateful!"

The voice was soft and hoarse, but it was the voice of a woman.

The blue figure who eliminated the iron fire ants was naturally Jiang Chen.

This black desert is a deadly land for other alchemy monks, but for him who is powerful, not only is it not dangerous, it is also a treasure land.

And the so-called treasure is a small piece of crystalline object in his hand.

(End of this chapter)