Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 194 The family came to help (please subscribe, please collect)

"Second, make a quick decision so that you don't have long nights and dreams. Go all out this time and don't let him go." The disabled monk ordered viciously, and a wooden stick flew out, and sprayed out one after another as it moved forward. The cold light attacked Sun Mingsheng first.

"Is it true that I have lost the power to fight back? Black-striped ants, order" Seeing this situation, Sun Mingsheng did not hesitate, and the black-striped ants that had been recharging their energy in the spirit beast bag came out overwhelmingly, and the number was sufficient About a thousand.

Although the number of these black-striped ants is not many, each one is obviously different from the previous form, and it looks more ferocious.

Every hundred or so will have a second-order low-grade black pattern as the leader, forming a small group to fight, which can be regarded as exerting its own strength to the extreme.

These second-rank low-rank black-striped ants hatched only after the queen was promoted to second-rank low-rank, and they succeeded only after a large amount of blood food was consumed.

The promotion of the queen ant to the second level does not mean that all the young eggs it lays will be promoted to the second level, only a few of the best parts can be promoted.

Moreover, the energy consumed by the queen ant every time she gives birth to a young egg is very different from that of the first order, just like a big eater who can never get enough.

Although Sun Mingsheng had some opportunities to obtain some precious spiritual objects recently, he was powerless in cultivating the black-striped ants. After all, the price of the corpses of the second-order monsters was far beyond his affordability.

These more than a thousand black-striped ants were also bred by monsters that were personally hunted and killed in previous battles, and they did not really reach the scale of a swarm.

Under normal circumstances, Sun Mingsheng would never use it lightly. If he wanted to exert the power of the black-striped ants, he should at least expand the population by ten times to reach more than [-].

"Buzzing..." the black ants formed a small black cloud in the air, and under the command of Sun Mingsheng, they divided into two, and counterattacked the two chasing monks respectively.

Each of the six Fire Flame Pearls followed closely behind, preparing for a Jedi counterattack, giving the two monks an unforgettable lesson, and the two monster spirits also lingered beside them.

It's just that compared to the previous aggressive and energetic, the current soul has turned pale white, and it is in a state of constant shaking, which is less than half of what it was when it was completely victorious.

Judging from the current situation, if they continue to suffer heavy injuries during the battle, I am afraid that the souls of the two monsters will disappear completely.

Although it will not cause too much backlash against the monks themselves, on the one hand, refining the souls of monsters is a valuable resource, and on the other hand, it will delay their future promotion to the third floor of foundation building.

Unless it is under unavoidable circumstances, monks who practice "Flame Soul Control Art" are absolutely reluctant to be so driven.

"They even know how to drive spirit beasts. These monks from small families really don't know the principle of specialization and precision." The disabled monk faced the attacking black-striped ants with contempt on his face.

The wooden staff hovering in the air slammed into the black-striped ant colony, and suddenly suffered a heavy blow. The few black-striped ants burst open, almost turning a small starry sky into blood red.

Although the other skinny monk was not so relaxed, he still firmly blocked the black-striped ants and couldn't move half a point forward.

Relying on his only leg, the disabled monk turned into a welcome and quickly approached him. When he was approaching, the hair on the top of his head stood up like steel needles, and came straight out of his scalp to stab Sun Mingsheng. Indiscriminate attacks cannot be avoided at all, and the dense hair pins make people feel numb.

These hair pins may seem inconspicuous, but since they can be sacrificed at the critical moment of deciding the outcome, their power must be considerable.

At this time, Sun Mingsheng could be said to have used all means, only a fiery blade was waving crazily in front of him, like a spinning top.

But in the face of thousands or even more hair pins, after all, there is some powerlessness, not only did not keep these hair pins firmly out of the door, but the body of the Blazing Blade also suffered heavy damage under its successive attacks One after another, large and small holes appeared on it.

This was the first second-rank low-grade spirit weapon that Sun Mingsheng had borrowed from the family treasure house since the beginning of his promotion to the Foundation Establishment Stage, and it was declared completely destroyed.

"With Your Excellency's blood, pay homage to the spirit of the third younger brother in heaven, and accompany him on the road to Huangquan." There was only a thin layer of down on the disabled monk's head, and he looked even more ferocious.

At this time, Sun Mingsheng can be said to be going all out and all the means have been sacrificed. At this time, the resistance power at this time is nothing but some remaining defensive masks, and he can only watch helplessly. Moving forward, appearing in front of your eyes, there is an unwilling look in your eyes, which is full of desire for the way and life.

At the same time, a look of reluctance flashed away, and a mana in the dantian was about to move, ready to rush into the two Foundation Establishment Pills at the last moment and die together.

"Don't the two fellow Taoists feel a little powerless to kill the monks of my Sun family?" At the last moment, a gentle voice appeared around.

A khaki-yellow mask directly covered Sun Mingsheng in it completely, and the hair pin that would directly damage the Fiery Blade would have no other effect except for a burst of shaking.

Two figures, a man and a woman, followed closely behind, and their respective auras were not weak. It was the only two middle-stage foundation-building monks of the Sun Shengyuan and Sun Shengmei families who joined forces.

"This life is finally saved and safe." Sun Mingsheng, who had been in a tense state, suddenly relaxed when he saw the two family elders coming at the most critical moment. In a coma.

It's just that the coma this time is completely different from the previous one. The last time I fought with the liger, I was in a coma due to serious injuries. This time, I was exhausted and fainted. I just need to rest for a while. influence, and it is also beneficial to the stimulation of one's own potential.

"The idea is tough, and the wind is tight." The disabled monk is also a master who adapts to the wind, otherwise it would be impossible to rely on killing caravans to earn training resources and still be able to enjoy such a long time.

At this time, seeing the reversal of the battle situation, the opponent appeared two vigorous and powerful reinforcements, knowing that they were invincible, naturally they would not continue to entangle.

During this period of pursuit, the two of them were more or less injured, and their spirits and spirits were never at their peak, and there was a certain decline.

The main task of Sun Shengyuan and Sun Shengmei was to rescue Sun Mingsheng, so they did not continue to pursue them to prevent the incident of jumping over the wall in a hurry.

The current strength of the family is limited, and there is absolutely no room for more conflicts to break out in this unnecessary battle. If the loss of one or two people causes the family's strength to be affected, it will not be worth the loss, and it will even become the Zhao family. Generally miserable.

(End of this chapter)