Chapter 91 90. Mysterious thoughts of insect cultivators in secret realms ( words - please subscribe) The dull female cultivator no longer disguised herself after Hua Linglong exposed her fighting style. She flew a lot higher, then raised her hand and pressed hard, and the dark insect tide fell on Song Yan's head like a water column. Song Yan dodged hurriedly, while controlling the shadow puppets with his ten fingers. The shadow puppets spun around him like a revolving lantern, and the mysterious energy on them spread out, colliding with the black column, making a continuous "chi chi" sound, just like a water mill spinning wildly, and like a black waterfall falling into a pond. Wherever Song Yan flew, the insect tide followed. These insects themselves were not physically strong, and in the collision with the ten shadow puppets controlled by Song Yan, many of them that fell directly "banged" and shattered, and were thrown in all directions. But Song Yan soon noticed that the insects that were blown to pieces and should have died actually flapped their wings again very quickly. Even though the whole insect was in a deformed state, it did not hinder it from continuing to attack. As for those that were blown to pieces, they were reunited into "insect shapes" under a strange force and continued to attack. This is simply the super zombie in the insect world. Even if they were smashed and exploded, they can still move. This war of attrition is extremely unfair. After a while, Song Yan seemed to be negligent. A blood blade elk shadow was a little slower and was hit by the black tide when the mysterious energy was insufficient. In an instant, Song Yan felt that his connection with the shadow was completely cut off.
And the blood blade elk shadow, which was originally as alive as a life, became a dead skin and fell to the ground. No matter how he infused the mysterious energy, it was motionless. In just a moment, the deformed soul inside was actually directly dispersed by the black insect tide. Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and could only concentrate more and more, controlling the remaining nine shadow puppets to "barely hold on". In the sky, the dull female cultivator looked at him dully and said coldly: "If you only have this ability, you don't have to follow me to the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom to do business. Die." The next moment, another wave of black insects fell from the sky. Bang! Another shadow puppet exploded. Song Yan's expression froze, and he shouted in shock: "Why can you control all the insects in the secret realm? Why?!" Although the dull female cultivator had no expression on her face, anyone could feel that she was quite disappointed. The female cultivator did not answer, but continued to maintain the spell. The black night candle soul insects gathered from all directions of this secret realm like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea. From the sky, it looked like countless long pythons, winding and rubbing the mountains with strange scales, making continuous and overlapping dense noises. Hua Linglong looked at Song Yan, who was struggling to hold on and was about to die at any time, with a look of pity in her eyes. She bit her lip, took a deep breath, and was about to beg for mercy for Song Yan, but suddenly heard a sudden explosion. The black insect tide that had almost submerged Song Yan was suddenly blown away, and everything close to the center turned into black powder, and then burned rapidly. A scorching force like a molten furnace erupted from the center of the dense red and black burning insect corpses. Hua Linglong couldn't see clearly at all, but she could barely make out that a red meteor that rushed into the sky hit the dull female cultivator, and then brought the female cultivator down from the sky. In the loud noise and shock, the earth and the insect tide turned into tides and spread to the surroundings. Then, there was smoke and dust. When it dispersed, Hua Linglong hurriedly approached and saw that the dull female cultivator was actually held by Song Yan with one hand and pressed to the ground. The female cultivator's skin and face were gone, and what was left was a strange human-faced insect. The human-faced insect's limbs were intact, but they had all turned into a strange insect foot, and the suction cups attached to the soles of the feet strengthened the adhesion of the human skin.
The human-faced insect screamed angrily: "You lied to me?!" The insect was shaking all over. Trembling with anger! Hua Linglong had never seen it so angry before. But she thought about it and figured it out. Before, the insect pretended to be shocked to coax Song Yan, but she exposed it and gave up. But who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, it was actually deceived by Song Yan with the same trick. It was deceived and relaxed its vigilance, and it didn't even have time to escape. It was not Song Yan's opponent in a single fight, and it relied on its control of the secret realm to fight Song Yan. There was actually a big gap between it and Song Yan, but it knew it too late. The moment it despised Song Yan's "shocking performance", it had already lost. If it had known earlier, it would have stayed far away and used the Night Candle Soul Bug to kill Song Yan. Thinking of how Song Yan barely supported himself, struggled to support himself, and shouted in shock, Hua Linglong couldn't help but twitch her lips. Thinking of his "performance" in Tianyun City, her mouth twitched even more fiercely. However, Song Yan was so terrifying and had such strong explosive power, which was far beyond her imagination. Song Yan looked at this strange human-faced giant worm, and didn't waste words, but raised his finger and tapped fiercely. But he didn't use the power of "Wang Hu", but "Ghost Evil Resurrection Technique". Instantly, soul search. But just when he was about to devour the soul, he suddenly felt that the soul he touched suddenly exploded, and it disappeared in an instant. Then, the human-faced giant worm also began to rot rapidly. Song Yan pulled away. A strange golden light spot slowly emerged from the rotten human-faced giant worm. It was the size of a sesame seed and floated motionlessly in the air. Grandma Fox's voice sounded in Song Yan's mind: "Master, one day, if the slave is dead and his soul is searched for, he will be like him." Song Yan looked at the golden light in deep thought and asked: "You mean, it is also controlled from the soul level? Just like a ghost?" Grandma Fox said: "If this is true, the essence and blood of King Hu will not be so precious. In fact, the essence and blood of the Tiger King is the only one in the world and all living things that the slave knows, and now only the master has it. Something like this giant insect with a human face must have been restrained by the soul, and will explode if touched. Or maybe it's some kind of method that the slave doesn't know about. After all, these secret realm monks, no, should now be called secret realm insect cultivators. The origins and purposes of these secret realm insect cultivators are extremely mysterious. "
Song Yan squinted at the golden light spot. He cautiously raised his hand to touch it, but he passed through it, and pointed his finger at the golden light spot. The black markings spread to the fingertips, and he touched it lightly. bite! The golden light spots were not restrained, but were magically pushed away, as if they were avoiding the black markings in disgust. Song Yan secretly wondered: "It's something at the level of the soul." That being the case He immediately raised his hand and grabbed the golden light spot with his five fingers, and black markings spread across his palm. Then he grabbed it and caged it, and the golden light spot seemed to be trapped in a five-finger prison, rushing left and right, but could not get out. However, if Song Yan wanted to put it away, it would be extremely difficult. He wanted to hide in his black spots, but the golden light spot was shining like a "bad contact light bulb" and he couldn't hide it no matter what. He wanted to put it in the storage space, but this thing was so slippery that he couldn't put it in at all. He looked left and right and saw that this golden light spot was neither a "lonely ghost" nor an "evil spirit" nor a "soul fragment". It really confused him and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while. Glancing around again, he saw that although the tide of Night Candle Soul Insects was out of control, it was too dense here and was already rushing towards him like moths to a flame. This forced him to mobilize all his powers at all times. Air protection. Song Yan took out a mysterious crystal from the storage bag and absorbed the mysterious energy to avoid accidents or the mysterious energy being consumed below the safety line. Tsk tsk tsk. The soul insects kept flying in, kept burning up, kept reuniting, and kept flying back. With a thought in his mind, Song Yan opened a small gap in the Xuanqi shield and allowed the soul worm to hit his body. With this collision, he felt his soul was slightly touched, and the insect's soul was shattered into pieces. However, in the dark night, it quickly reorganized itself. Song Yan was dumbfounded. Not only is the body indestructible, but so is the soul. He glanced around and realized that he couldn't stay here for long. He was thinking only about the "blood pool" that Chong Xiu had mentioned. He had to admit that he was attracted by the essence of this "Ye Candle Soul Insect", and he even had the idea of putting it in the "next middle palace". This thing is too scary at night, and it is also soul-oriented, which is a perfect match for "The Blood of the King and the Tiger". but He looked at the golden light in annoyance. He couldn't press it on his body to keep it shining, right? Or maybe you keep holding it in your hand and imprisoning it with the power of the King of Tigers? Doesn't that mean that you have lost a hand? At this moment, the Night Candle Soul Insects suddenly separated, and a beautiful shadow emerged from the tide of insects.
The beautiful figure walked up to Song Yan, bowed, and shouted: "Brother Dao Song." Song Yan turned his head to look at Hua Linglong and asked, "Brother Dao Song?" Hua Linglong said seriously: "Since Brother Tao is fine, my little sister wants to make a deal with Brother Tao." "Deal?" Song Yan looked at her with a strange expression, but still asked, "What deal?" Hua Linglong said calmly: "Brother Taoist, give me this thing, and I will tell brother Taoist all the news I get in the future, and try my best to help brother Taoist get the maximum benefit from this secret land. If Brother Tao feels that this is still not equivalent, we can discuss it again. " Song Yan asked curiously: "What is this?" Hua Linglong looked at the golden light point attentively and said, "It didn't say it, but I have been in contact with it for a long time, and I can barely guess what it is." She paused slightly and said, "A thought." "idea?" Song Yan was stunned. Hua Linglong said: "But this idea is just a dead thing that contains some kind of will, and this idea is also closely related to the secret realm. If I get this idea, I should know a lot of information. At that time, I will tell you all this information one by one, and use the power I have gained to help Brother Dao make profits in this secret realm. " Song Yan said: "You and me." Hua Linglong smiled and said: "If Brother Taoist said that he is willing to grow old together with me and live together and fly together, then Linglong will go with Brother Taoist, and then we will accompany him in the rivers and lakes in green clothes and white horses. Linglong is also the only one who follows Taoist brother's lead, and it is not a bad idea to support her husband and teach her children. ” Song Yan said: "I have too many troubles, and it may not be a good thing to follow me. Just like before, it was not easy for me to escape. I hurriedly resettled the people around me, and I didn't know whether she was dead or alive, so what happened. Now .I may be in more trouble." Hua Linglong didn't seem surprised. She clasped her hands slightly, raised her face, looked at the black tide mountain peaks, and said leisurely: "When my father died, I was at a loss. The hostile forces of the Ghost Qingyi House, and even my father Even my former subordinates might turn me into a plaything for others to play with. I cried alone in the dark night for a long time, playing the same tune on the flute, and couldn't sleep all night. Then, I told myself to be ruthless. After that, I used all means and bloody hands to finally control the power on my father's side, but found that things did not get better. I still wanted to become the owner of the Ghost Qingyi Building, and I also wanted to fight for hegemony and dominate Tianyun. People in rivers and lakes always go against the current. If you sail against the current, if you don't advance, you will be swept into the abyss by the whirlpool, and you will never recover. " “However, people can achieve their goals without working hard. During the battle with the Lone Bamboo Gang, there was a traitor on my side. I thought I was about to die, but at this moment, someone suddenly appeared in front of me and helped me carry everything. I was used to being afraid and tried to control him with medicine, but he fed me crazy powder. But this man was very strange. He didn't take advantage of me and force me to do things. Instead, he helped me accomplish what I wanted to do, which finally calmed down my frightened heart. " She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and a sweet and warm smile appeared on her lips, as if she was recalling that wonderful time. "On the day when the King of Shu came to congratulate me, I gave myself to him. He is my husband.
Then he left. I know that he will not come back. He is a monk, and the path he takes is destined not to intersect with that of a mortal. " "Later, I went to Snake Corpse Market, ventured into the secret realm of the Demon Swamp there, obtained the so-called mysterious root, and met it. This insect cultivator was my teacher. She told me that my Xuangen was very good and the best among the people she had ever seen. I can be a good bug repairer. I knew there was something wrong with my profound roots, but I wasn't afraid. On the contrary, I was very happy. " Hua Linglong slowly opened her eyes, looked at Song Yan seriously, and said: "My father is gone, my husband is gone. And now, I am also walking on the path of a monk. It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to help each other. Brother Song Dao, first meeting. I am Mrs. Ling. " Song Yan glanced at the rotting human-faced insect corpse and asked, "Have you thought about it?" Hua Linglong smiled slightly and said: "This path is like an arrow. Once you draw the bow, there is no turning back. Life and death are fateful. If you still die after trying your best, I will never regret it."