Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

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"Besides, if it was the Ghost-Faced Man, why would he be so timid?"

"After saving someone, he will definitely admit it immediately."

Chen Xiaoshuang smiled and said, "I think that Lu Bin is a rare talent. He is very calm in his words and personality."

"After he loses the competition, he will probably figure it out. We might as well invite him again then."

Dry Ice explained: "I'm not saying he's bad."

"It's just that it's not as good as the Ghost Face Man."

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoshuang teased.

"Ghost-faced man, ghost-faced man...you keep repeating it so many times every day."

"Junior Sister Qian, you are not really in love with him, are you?"

Gan Bing's pretty face turned red in an instant.

"I-I didn't!"

No matter how heroic she is, she is just a girl after all, she said shyly.

"I just... admire him very much..."

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The night is getting darker.

Various beasts roared one after another in the forest.

There are also the sounds of insects, ants, snakes and other creatures moving about.

The camp was no longer as lively as before. Almost no one was talking. Most people were quietly regulating their breathing in preparation for tomorrow's arduous journey.

Anle opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed.

"Unfortunately, it failed again."

He sighed, his breath gradually calming down.

Just now, Anle tried to enter the inner area of the lower limbs again, trying to break free from a chain.

The so-called "shackles" and "chains" are his adjectives to describe the dirty things in the inner world of various parts of the body.

Once cleared, it's like breaking free from chains.

Allow the physical body to break through its original limitations.

This time, Anle cleared about one-third of the filth.

If you try your best, you may succeed.

But considering his current situation, he decided to endure it for the time being.

Entering the inner scene consumes your energy.

"It's almost there. This time I can clearly feel the chains loosening."

An Le thought to himself, "Once I break the shackles on my legs, my speed will be greatly improved, and I will be more confident whether I am chasing or escaping."

His current combat system is very strange.

As for his spiritual power cultivation, it is only at the third level.

Even many independent cultivators can’t compare to him.

But in terms of physical strength, he might be able to fight against a half-step golden elixir expert.

But Anle also knew that it was not so easy to break all laws with one force.

Many magical spells naturally restrain physical attacks.

"The cultivation of spiritual power cannot be neglected either."

Anle sat cross-legged in meditation, circulating his spiritual energy.

Xiao Xiaohong's graceful figure floated over, her cherry lips slightly parted, quietly absorbing the spiritual power overflowing from his side.

Anle had long been accustomed to her presence.

It just so happens that in this hot forest, I can use Xiao Xiaohong's body to cool down.

It didn't take long.

Suddenly, Xiao Xiaohong opened her beautiful eyes slightly and looked in one direction in the forest.

Anle sensed something and also woke up from his meditation and opened his eyes.

“Ants, snakes, bats, there are lots of them.”

Xiao Xiaohong said: "It's coming!"

Buzz————

There was a sound of vibration coming from the ground.

It was very mild at first, as if it was there and not there.

But after a moment, the sound merged into one and the whole forest was buzzing.

Not only on the ground, but also in the air and in the bushes, there were strange noises coming.

The monks in the camp were not deaf. They woke up quickly and shouted warnings.

"The ants are coming!"

"No, it's not just the ants..."

The crowd was in a commotion and everyone was on alert.

The forest in the distance was extremely dark, as if covered with a layer of black cloth.

boom!

Someone shot a spiritual fire spell into the air.

The fire briefly illuminated the woods.

People could see hundreds and thousands of giant ants swarming in, among them were giant snakes thicker than a man's waist.

The sky was dark and countless wings were flapping.

The bat's eyes were scarlet, emitting a bloodthirsty light.

Moreover, there is a clear distinction between them and they do not fight or struggle with each other.

It's just like an army that is under unified command.

"How come... there are so many?"

The crowd was shocked.

Many people had looks of fear on their faces.

It's not like they haven't fought against ant colonies or giant snakes before, but they've never seen such a large number.

Plus all three arrived at the same time.

It makes people a little desperate.

At this time, Gan Bing stood up and spoke loudly.

"Everyone, attack together, and retreat while fighting."

"Otherwise...we will all die."

The prestige she had accumulated previously came in handy at the critical moment.

Most of the people in the camp began to chant spells, mobilizing their spiritual powers and magical instruments.

Spells fell like cannonballs.

Bats were shot down in droves.

The dry ice flesh palm was swung out, leaving behind palm prints.

All insects and snakes affected will be frozen by the icy blue spiritual power.

Causing considerable casualties.

Anle's spiritual energy bullets poured out like an automatic rifle.

boom!

Blood flowers appeared one after another, which frightened the bystanders.

How could this instantaneous spell be so powerful?

Many foundation-building monks worked together and barely blocked the first wave of attack.

Under normal circumstances, these snakes and bats would be frightened and flee away.

But now, they seemed to be possessed by a demon, rushing towards the crowd regardless of everything.

"what!"

Someone was bitten by a snake and became paralyzed all over.

The black ant opened its mouth and closed it, cutting off the man's calf.

Then, a large number of bats flew down from the sky and attached themselves to him. There were more and more of them, and soon they wrapped his body tightly.

When the bats scattered again, only an empty skeleton was left.

The group fought and retreated.

People in the crowd were gradually overwhelmed by the ant tide and died.

Seeing a disciple of the Moving Mountains Sect being devoured by a bat, Gan Bing's face showed grief.

But in the blink of an eye, his expression turned into determination.

"You guys go quickly, I'll stay behind to cover your retreat!"

Chen Xiaoshuang's eyes were full of anxiety.

"No! Junior Sister Qian!"

"You can't die. If you want to stay, we should stay."

Other disciples spoke up: "Yes, you are the hope of our Banshan Sect."

"No, you can't stop them."

Dry Ice's eyes and even his hair were rapidly turning into an ice-blue color.