Locust

Chapter 168
Outside Nanyi city.

"Ang!" The many-legged primordial golden dragon transformed by He Shentong raised its voice, its power increased suddenly, and it entangled the Nascent Infant Locust God with its body.

"Monster locust! Suffer!" After the mouth of the Taikoo Jinjiao uttered a human voice, a large group of golden dragon's breath condensed in its mouth, which contained not only the power of He Shentong, but also the power of dozens of people in Nanyi City. The wish power of monk Wan.

This blow was not the power of one person, but the power of a city in Nanyi, and it was also the power to protect the country from the enemy.

Nascent Infant Locust God already felt that his death was approaching, his eyes began to turn scarlet, and a mad energy surged through him, and he was about to make a final fight.

However, this Nascent Soul monster that has been plotted by the He family since its birth, how can it have a chance to make a comeback?

"Zheng!" The wreckage of the divine wooden stick in the center of He Shentong's eyebrows trembled, and a wave of spiritual consciousness ruthlessly pierced into the brain of the Nascent Soul Locust God, stirring for a while.

Nascent Soul Locust God's worm's brain was confused, his thinking was a mess, the scarlet color of the worm's eyes began to fade, revealing a confused look...

How could He Shentong let go of this golden opportunity.

"Pfft..." The multi-legged primordial golden dragon crazily poured a large mouthful of golden dragon's breath into the mouthparts of the Nascent Soul Locust God.

The Nascent Soul locust god's body was like a mountain, and it began to swell like dough, and was suppressed by the body of the dragon around it, stretching out ring after ring of swollen insect bodies.

"Chi Chi Chi..." Nascent Infant Locust God struggled desperately, but it was of no avail. The flesh, cartilage, tendons, esophagus, internal organs, etc. in the mouthparts were all destroyed by Dao. half life.

The dragon's breath of the Dagu Jinjiao avoided the hard insect shell, and sprayed it directly from the mouthparts of the Nascent Infant Locust God, burning and carbonizing its flesh, flesh and internal organs in an instant.

The breath of the Nascent Infant Locust God became weaker and weaker, and the vocal organs in the mouthparts were completely damaged, and it could not even make a wailing sound.

"Zizizi..." The exoskeleton of the Nascent Infant Locust God also began to turn black. This is the golden dragon's breath that has burned all the flesh and blood, and has begun to burn the extremely solid insect shell from the inside out. Golden dragon flames, one after another, began to gushes from the joints of the shell...

In the endless aggrieved, this nascent baby locust god ushered in the end of its short life.

"Bang!" There was a big hole between the eyebrows of the Nascent Soul Locust God's shell, and a pocket Locust God drilled out of it. The whole body was wrapped in a dense yellow glow. It was the Nascent Soul of the Locust God...

The Nascent Soul who has lost its body will be quite weak, and some magical attacks against the Nascent Soul can cause huge damage to it.

But without the burden of the physical body, the Nascent Soul's escape speed is quite astonishing, and it is difficult for monks to capture it.These Nascent Souls can even rely on their intangible and insubstantial characteristics to quickly travel through the gaps in the void.

"Hoo!" As soon as the locust god Yuanying Fang appeared, how could he not know his dangerous situation, flapped his back wings, disappeared out of thin air in an instant, and got into the gap in the void.

"Hmph!" Taikoo Jinjiao snorted coldly, loosened the shell of the locust god, and let it fall on the mountain of locust corpses.

The wreckage of the sacred wood staff in the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows was activated, and the pupils of the ancient golden dragon turned into silvery white, carefully observing the place where the locust god Yuanying disappeared.

sizzle...

A dragon claw of the Primordial Golden Flood Dragon began to be stained with the power of returning to the void, and turned silvery white. In the bright silvery fine dragon scales, there was an incredible power hidden.

"Stab!" The silver-white dragon claws thrust forward, piercing through the void.When it reappeared, the Dragon Claw was holding the desperately struggling Locust God Yuanying.

This Nascent Soul carries a strong aura of calamity and calamity, which is deeply hated by the Dragon Qi of Zhenguo Sheji. As long as it is crushed to death and the aura of disaster and calamity in it is eliminated, the corresponding Dragon Qi of Sheji will be bestowed upon it. .

The dragon spirit of the society is selfish, does not care about the cause and process, only cares about the result, and rewards the heroes who eliminate the disaster and calamity.

"Hahaha..." Years of planning and planning finally got what they wanted today. He Shentong couldn't help laughing, and he said through voice transmission with his spiritual sense: "God of the Grasshopper, you were born because of me, so you should be born by me." The end! There is a beginning and an end, and it is a worthy death."

The eyes of the locust god Yuanying's two insects were full of resentment, wishing to bite each other to death.It has been controlled by this person all its life, as the king of a clan, it can't even live and die independently, how can it be without complaint?
However, it was too late, and all the dying struggles were of no avail.

"Go in peace!"

As soon as the words fell, He Shentong's silver-white dragon claws pinched violently, and the locust god Nascent Soul was smashed to pieces, and the calamity and calamity in it were also slowly worn away by the void-returning power of the wreckage of the divine wood stick...

"Boom!" A thunderous thunder sounded in the sky above Nanyi City, and a slender gap opened in the void. Looking from it, one can vaguely see a white ocean, and a giant dragon is crawling in it. There is no reference, and its size is unknown.

This is a real white dragon with horns like a deer, head like a cow, eyes like a shrimp, mouth like a donkey, belly like a snake, scales like a fish, feet like a phoenix, whiskers like a human, and ears like an elephant.This white real dragon can spit out mist and create clouds as soon as it opens its mouth, and when it moves, the void will distort, as if it is about to soar into the universe...

It is bathed in the ocean of the will power of all living beings, with pieces of white dragon scales, the divine light is hidden deep, bright as a mirror, mysterious, ancient, vast, thick, sacred...

This real white dragon was transformed by the Dragon Qi of Zhenguo Sheji in Jin Kingdom.

The white real dragon raised its eyelids lazily and glanced at He Shentong. There was no emotion in his eyes, only the endless majesty like a vast galaxy!
This coercion is unprecedented!

He Shentong's heart tightened and he couldn't move, as if an ant being targeted by a giant beast couldn't think of any resistance.

A thick stream of cold sweat flowed down from Da Gu Jin Jiao's forehead...

Fortunately, this white real dragon didn't do anything extra. The real dragon stretched out a dragon claw, scratched it like an itch between the direct scale armor gap, and scraped off a layer of dragon scale powder. ...

The powder turned into a foot-long white thin dragon, and with a flick of its tail, it flew out of the gap in the void and hung in front of He Shentong's body.

Then, the void gap in the sky began to heal, and the white real dragon also disappeared.

……

In Nanyi city.

A group of monks were already cheering, Nascent Soul Locust God died, the calamity disappeared, everyone also felt that a big stone in their hearts disappeared, and their thoughts became somewhat clearer.

In the inner city, there are tall buildings in He Mansion.

He Yubo's eyes were red, and he laughed uncontrollably: "I have fulfilled my wish, the Dragon Spirit of Sheji has been obtained."

He Feibao also sincerely said with joy: "It seems that the overall situation has been settled, so don't bother Master Wu to take action."

"It would be best if everything goes well..."

He Zhuyu also appeared at the side, looking at the Dragon Spirit of Sheji in the sky...

……

Outside Nanyi city.

The Primordial Golden Flood Dragon stretched out a claw, and tightly grasped the thin white dragon in front of him. The dragon's body suddenly shrank and turned into a middle-aged man in a golden robe.

Fengshen is handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, just like a modest gentleman, he is seven points similar to that fairy-born He Feilong.

This head of the He family is He Feilong's biological father.

"Sheji Dragon Qi, finally got it." He Shentong was overjoyed, and it was only a matter of time before he obtained this Sheji Dragon Qi and was promoted to the Nascent Soul Realm.

His long-cherished wish for many years is about to come true.With the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Realm and the wreckage of the divine wood staff, he can lead the He family with supernatural powers, unify the world of Gu wood, and achieve unprecedented achievements of the He family...

Sheji dragon energy is transformed from the will power of all living beings. It is a kind of divine object. There are few utensils that can carry and store it. The best way to store it is to directly refine it and collect it into the ancestral orifice between eyebrows.

He was about to make a move.

Variation protrusions.

"Hoo!" Before He Shentong's eyes, a red light flashed, and the white thin dragon in his hand had disappeared, along with it, half of his right forearm, with bright red blood flowing from the fracture...

Pain, a bone-piercing pain, came from the broken arm, reminding him that this was not a dream.

"Ahhh..., who is it?" He Shentong's eyes were red, and the pain pierced his heart. The pain of the broken arm could not be concealed by far, the wound in his heart.

There is a kind of pain, which is falling from the peak to the trough, and the sense of gap in it can drive people crazy.

No matter who did it, he will never let it go!

"call out!"

A silver glow emerged from the center of He Shentong's eyebrows, and disappeared into the void. In an instant, when it reappeared, it was already thousands of feet away, in front of the red glow.

"Bang!" There was a sound of gold and iron intersecting.

"Oh! It hurts me to death." A chirping little linnet fell out of the air, with a bald forehead feather, and was cursing, obviously in real pain.

Just now, Yinmang suddenly escaped from the void, and it suffered a big loss because it couldn't dodge in time.

"Monster! You dare to touch the old man's things, you want to die!" He Shentong finally saw the culprit, and sent the wreckage of the divine wooden staff to kill him.

Of course he recognized that it was a late Nascent Soul monster, but at this time, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came, he couldn't stop him.

"It's actually the wreckage of the Void Saint's magic weapon! You old boy, you are really blessed." The little cardinal grabbed the white thin dragon with one claw, and rushed left and right, dodging the silver light's attack at an extremely fast speed .

Although the flying speed of the little cardinal is extremely fast, the wreckage of the sacred wooden staff can freely enter and exit the void, and there is no way to get rid of it.

As time passed, Little Linque's anger also rose suddenly. As a Nascent Soul monster, how could he let a Jiedan chase after him.

"Endless, I'm so pissed off!" The little cardinal suddenly turned in the air, and its speed increased dramatically, drawing a long tail of flames, attacking and killing He Shentong who was manipulating the magic weapon.

The Holy Void Magic Treasure has the power to return to the Void, and it does not dare to head-on, but He Shentong is only a mere alchemy, which is also a flaw, and it can kill with one blow.

The red glow strikes like a comet, overflowing with murderous intent, and it arrives in an instant.

He Shentong shouted in amazement: "Please also ask Senior Wu to help!"

"Hoo!" A blue blade glow suddenly shot out from Nanyi City, hitting Hongmang directly.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise in the air, and the little cardinal fell out again.

The bi-color sword radiance took advantage of the victory and pursued, cutting out 18 sword lights in an instant, and the sword was deadly, cutting towards the weak point of the little cardinal.

"Hoo hoo..." The vermilion divine fire suddenly rose from the little cardinal's body, turning into a divine bird of Zhang Liu.

The divine bird was born from the fire, screaming loudly, like a flame elf, with eagle beak and eagle eyes, snake neck and swallow chin, mighty and vigorous, red all over, covered with divine fire, which will never go out for life.

It was a mixed blood Suzaku.

(End of this chapter)