Immortal Mad Devil

In the following days, Qin Yu still breeds the mutant spirit ant every day.

Under his key cultivation, this mutated spirit ant is getting stronger and stronger, and the lines on its body are getting more and more clear.

In order to make it stronger when it grows up, Qin Yu feeds each other with Divine Soul Holy Force and extremely fierce power. When the harvest of red lin grass is only half a month, Qin Yu clearly feels So far, the breath of ling ants is a bit out of the ordinary.

Furthermore, the lines on the body showed six faint colors. Although extremely subtle, Qin Yu Divine Consciousness was enough to discover.

As the harvest day gets closer and closer, Huang Feng watched his Red Lin Grass grow more and more luxuriant, smiled on his face, and looked at Qin Yu with a look It is teasing and sarcasm.

Because of the three-year flowering of Chilin Grass, it was just planted when it first came, so it will not bloom until the harvest day.

Just when Huang Feng was full of confidence, he suddenly found that all the ants in his medicine field were shivering coldly…

This situation made him feel like a bolt from the blue. , So that Huang Feng almost suffocated.

When he woke up, he jumped up and turned his head to look at the side cultivator. When he was about to open his mouth to say something, he saw that the cultivator closed his eyes and was quietly guiding the insects. .

Divine Consciousness came out, but found that the medicine field of this cultivator was not at all. He looked at other people and found that the same medicine insect shiver coldly before, did not appear this time.

This made Huang Feng stunned. He looked down at his medicine field unwillingly. After his face was gloomy and uncertain, he moved towards the side crazy and ran away.

Last time Liu Deacon explained that if he showed up, he could send someone to report. Now, again, where can Huang Feng sit still?

Qin Yu didn’t even watch Huang Feng’s departure, and continued to nurture.

Less than one hour, Huang Feng galloped over with a decadent face, because the day of the harvest was approaching, Liu Deacon and others were busy, where would you have time to meet a ninth-class slave? Huang Feng was blasted out even after the door was entered, and he was warned.

Huang Feng, who was looking for willow deacon fruitless, returned to the medicine field and saw that the insects were still shiver coldly, his face was pale and his body was shaking.

On the day when the harvest was about to be harvested, this sudden appearance made Huang Feng, who was still full of confidence before, sinking to the bottom, almost desperate. If the insects do not recover, or the recovery is too late, then , He will definitely die this time! !

This makes Huang Feng acceptable?

“What to do? What to do?” Huang Feng whispered shiveringly, suddenly thinking of something. He suddenly raised his head to look at the sky. In the past few months, almost every 10-15 days. deacon will come to inspect.

Calculate the time, the next inspection should be two days.

Thinking of this, Huang Feng forcibly suppressed the panic and despair in his heart, slowed down, adjusted his breathing, Divine Consciousness shrouded the medicine field, recalling that Liu Deacon said that there is power to entangle the roots of Chilin Grass Ministry, he wanted to see if it was really the case.

After checking for a long time, Huang Feng still didn’t feel anything. He could only watch the medicine insect shiver coldly. From time to time, he looked up into the sky above to see if the big deacon was coming.

While Huang Feng was anxiously waiting for the big deacon, the mutant ling ant was frantically devouring extremely fierce power. What made Qin Yu dumbfounded was the speed at which the ling ant swallowed a bit terrifying.

“If this continues, I’m afraid this spirit ant will be able to evolve into a Taoist ant soon, right?” Qin Yu said joyfully in surprise.

The size of this ling ant is nearly ten times larger than that of ordinary ling ant, and its devouring ability is not known to be much stronger.

Only seven days before the harvest.

Qin Yu’s mind is trying to blend into the mutated spirit ant, because it has swallowed enough Divine Soul Holy Force, Qin Yu’s Divine Soul has been integrated into this mutated spirit ant.

Qin Yu wants to see if he can control this ant.

“en?”

Qin Yu sinking into it suddenly felt that this psychedelic ant had a hint of consciousness fluctuation.

“Is consciousness produced?” Qin Yu was surprised. According to the book introduction of Four Nine Sects, only Taoist ants can produce consciousness, and now, does this psychic ant have consciousness? ?

“I haven’t felt any Dao aura on this psychic ant, it shouldn’t be a Taoist ant, and this psychic ant… actually has consciousness?” Qin Yu’s face was expectant. He wanted to see how many accidents this ling ant could bring himself.

When Qin Yu was full of expectation, Huang Feng stood there, his face pale as paper, trembling, cold sweat, and despair in his eyes.

He could barely calm down before, but the big deacon did not appear in the past few days, which made Huang Feng completely desperate. The past few days he lived like years, was getting thinner, and his clothes were wet several times.

“What should I do?” Huang Feng murmured to himself, his whole soul unsettled.

Suddenly, Huang Feng thought of something. Suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Yu, his face was gloomy and uncertain.

Only five days before the harvest day, Huang Feng galloped up to Qin Yu, knelt down directly in front of Qin Yu, and crawled to the ground, shiver coldly said: “Fellow Daoist, Huang Feng have eyes but fail to recognise Mount Tai, I implore Fellow Daoist to leave a way out. If Huang Feng is spared, Huang Feng is willing to work extremely hard for Fellow Daoist.”

Qin Yu didn’t even open his eyes.

Huang Feng did not say much, long kneeling cannot rise.

He had been thinking about it for a long time before, thinking about Qin Yu, thinking about the bet with Qin Yu, and deliberating again, he guessed that this time it might be related to Qin Yu.

Although it is just a guess and not sure, now, this is Huang Feng’s only hope, otherwise, he only has a dead end.

“Dao…Master, from today onwards, Huang Feng swears by Dao heart that he will work extremely hard for the master for the rest of his life.” Huang Feng said tremblingly.

Qin Yu still has not eyes opened.

Seeing this, Huang Feng straightened his body abruptly, slapped his forehead, spit out a mouthful of soul blood, and said: “Huang Feng is willing to sign a master-servant contract with his master. May the master leave a way out.” With that said, Huang Feng bowed and worshiped three times.

Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes, and said calmly: “I have many servants and any one of them is the existence you look up to. Do you think you are a ninth-class slave who is qualified to be my servant?”

Huang Feng trembled all over, suddenly raised his head, seeing Qin Yu’s indifferent eyes, a sense of endless fear and humbleness suddenly rose in his heart.

Although he has never seen a big world, top powerhouse, but this look makes Huang Feng feel like a worm, as if sitting in front of him is not a ninth-class slave with his own identity , But aloof and remote, exist like heaven.

How is it possible?

Who is he? ?

Huang Feng was shocked in his heart.