Chapter 414 The Power of the Beetle

Just when the old man surnamed Wei was confused, Qin Fengming, who was hiding in the rocks, was even more helpless. Faced with such a large number of beetles, he couldn't make a decision for a while.

At this time, the soul-eating ghost fire enveloped his whole body to protect himself, but it had no power to attack at all. But continuing in such a stalemate is by no means the best outcome.

At the beginning, Qin Fengming was afraid that the opponent's Earth Escape Talisman would enter the rocks. With his peak cultivation level, Qin Fengming could not fight against him underground even with all his might.

But after the tea time, Qin Fengming felt a little relieved. Except for the numerous black beetles that were besieging him and refusing to retreat, the monk at the peak of Chengdan did not appear.

But despite this, he was still extremely anxious. Outside the mountain rock, the Chengdan monks were waiting. Inside the mountain rock, it was not a place for long-term cultivation. Outside, it was extremely difficult to deal with. The black beetles looked around at such a dangerous situation, and they did not want to stay in such a dangerous situation for a moment.

Qin Fengming was not the only one who was anxious at this time. The old man surnamed Wei who stopped and stood was also very anxious at this time. Although dozens of powerful spiritual insects were lost, they were not recovered because there was no way to get into the rocks even if the beetles were removed.

It is extremely difficult to successfully cultivate the earth escape magical power. Even the Tulinggen monks have few people practicing this secret technique, probably because it takes too long to master, it is also subject to geographical restrictions, and the speed is not faster than the monks themselves.

Therefore, even if people spend a lot of spiritual stones to buy earth escape talismans, no one practices this secret technique.

But at this time, neither the old man nor Yin Bizhu had the Earth Escape Talisman on them. Facing the underground, Zhang Bing, as an old man named Wei at the top of Chengdan, had no choice.

Under the repeated urging of his spiritual thoughts, a hint of fear came from the spiritual insect that had submerged underground. It seemed that all the spirit insects were greatly afraid of what kind of treasure the foundation-building monk had.

The old man surnamed Wei was greatly puzzled and at the same time became interested in Zhang Bingsheng: What kind of treasure could a mere foundation-building monk carry?

The black beetle flew out of the ground and quickly fell into the palm of the old man surnamed Wei.

The old man's face showed a look of contemplation after his spiritual thoughts entered the beetle's body.

Just now it was clear what the beetle knew. The spirit insects on the other side are very afraid of the foundation-building monks because the foundation-building monks have an extremely powerful flame in their body. This flame is extremely lethal to the beetles. As long as they collide with it, they will be devoured and refined immediately.

The old man surnamed Green Flame Wei was unable to understand the feedback from the spiritual insects. Even its own elixir fire cannot do anything to this spiritual insect.

How a foundation-building monk could be so powerful with True Fire made him even more puzzled. After releasing the spirit insects again, the old man immediately frowned and thought hard.

Yin Bizhu has been standing on the back of the giant bird's feathers, staying still more than ten feet away from the old man. Seeing the old man's expression like this, I felt puzzled.

"Senior Wei, is Zhang Bing really here?"

"It's true that the person in charge of the Blood Fox Alliance is five or sixty feet underground at the moment. However, a powerful flame on his body makes it difficult for the spirit insect to get close to me. At this time, the two sides are at a stalemate."

The old man said calmly without raising his head.

"Awesome flames? How can a monk in the first foundation-building stage be so powerful with flames?" Yin Bizhu was also confused when she heard this. It is difficult to make a decision at this time as Zhang Bing comes up with endless methods.

Although Zhang Bing is known as the Blood Fox in Quzhou, there are no rumors about his methods. It is only known that he is meticulous and meticulous. But he rarely takes action with others. After this battle, this woman became extremely afraid of him.

"Hum, no matter what kind of flame actually kills my spirit insect, I will definitely capture it, extract its soul and refine its soul to relieve the hatred in my heart." After saying this, the old man kept silent and used all his strength to activate the spirit insect, hoping to force Qin Fengming out of the rock in one fell swoop.

At this time, Qin Fengming was also thinking hard about how to retreat from the enemy.

It is impossible for this demonic insect weapon to cause the slightest harm to it. The magic weapon is also difficult to perform here. Even if it releases centipedes and spiders, it will definitely be difficult to capture them.

At this time, although there are many trump cards in hand, none of them can be put to use.

Just when he was at his wits' end, he suddenly thought of something that seemed to have some chance of winning against the monster. That's the silver sheath worm.

The Silver Sheath Insect is originally a wild and exotic species, and it is ranked at the top of the list of strange insects. The reason why it has such a great reputation must be its existence.

Although the mutated golden insect in front of him has been carefully cultivated by the Chengdan monk, it is only a cherished spiritual insect and has not entered the top fifty on the list of strange insects and beasts. The huge gap in levels will certainly make up for this shortcoming somewhat.

At the same time, due to the tens of thousands of silver sheath bugs, the number of them is definitely several times that of the beetles in front of them, so they attack together with this beetle and silver sheath bugs. It will definitely work wonders.

Thinking of this, Qin Fengming reached out and touched his left wrist, and suddenly white beetles spurted out from his sleeve like a white torrent. The wall formed by the emerald green flames suddenly filled up.

After stopping for a moment, three or four thousand white beetles dispersed toward the outside of the flames, and the black golden beetles swarmed away.

At this time, the pressure was not obvious. The white silver sheath beetles and the black beetles did not avoid and escape, but actually vibrated their wings to prepare for battle, as if they were ready to fight.

In the blink of an eye, the two colored beetles came together. Suddenly there was a buzz of insects.

Qin Fengming watched closely the fight between the two beetles in front of him. He was greatly worried. The black beetle had obviously been carefully cultivated by the Chengdan monk for hundreds of years. Compared to the other beetle, the silver sheath beetle itself is less than twenty years old.

Whether he can fight against it is really uneasy.

But it only took a moment for Qin Fengming to feel calm. He found that although the white beetle was slightly less powerful than the black beetle, it was unharmed by the other party's bites.

However, under the attack of three or four white beetles, the black beetles were unable to cope with the attack. Their limbs were broken and their wings fell off. The dead bodies lay on the rocks unable to move.

In less than a moment of burning the incense, hundreds of black beetles were surrounded and killed by the silver sheath insects, but not a single one could escape.

As expected, the Silver Sheath Insect did not lose its reputation as a wild alien insect with this move.

Just when Qin Fengming was driving the Silver Sheath Insects to surround and annihilate the Black Gold Insects, the old man surnamed Wei who was standing in the air was suddenly shocked. Because they felt connected to their spiritual thoughts, hundreds of gold bugs were disappearing one after another.

The only explanation for this situation is that the golden insect is being killed by the foundation-building monk below.