Chapter 226 Exposed
The magma was rolling, and the huge crack was like a red wound. It was conspicuous and ugly and attracted He Ping's attention.
In the long and narrow cracks, there are countless red ants crawling in the lava. On both sides of the cracks, that is, on both sides of the banks of the magma river, you can also see large and small ant nests.
"There is also an ant nest. Is there really an army of red vicious ants stationed in this ghost place?"
The Red Fierce Ants are one of the nine demon clans in the Abyss Realm. They have long been considered the most dangerous and ferocious alien species.
One or two red ferocious ants alone, ordinary warriors, wearing special talisman armor, can also deal with it for a short time.
If you are a monk, you will have more methods. If you practice magical powers to avoid fire, you will not be afraid of the red ants.
However, the individual strength of red vicious ants is generally not particularly strong. They have two truly powerful characteristics.
The first is that there are many, and more often wins. Generally, one ant nest can develop two thousand fire ants.
Generally, ten ant nests will be led by one queen. Tens of thousands of fire ants will gather to attack, just like an iron-hoofed army formation on the battlefield. Weak monks will be crushed to death by their impact, even if Even those with advanced cultivation levels dare not show off their abilities.
In addition, there is a second point. Fire ants are extremely good at fighting and are not afraid of death. Their group has a blood characteristic. They become fierce when they are in battle and become stronger when they are strong. Some individuals in their group can absorb other people who died in battle. The ethnic essence and blood suddenly emerged in the battle!
This unique individual can also evolve on its own according to the environment, and is not bound by bloodline talents. In the later stage of development, its combat power is even comparable to that of a powerful person who has entered the Dao level.
"Monsters like red vicious ants should be monsters located on the seventh level of the Abyss Realm. It is not easy for monsters in the Abyss Realm to leave their nests. This phenomenon rarely occurs in the records in the ancient Taoist scriptures. , only happened during several spring and autumn catastrophes, when the world changed greatly!"
He Ping narrowed his eyes slightly.
He showed a hint of curiosity about this scene.
Naturally, it is impossible for demons in the Abyss Realm to leave their own level at will. There is also competition among various races in the nine levels of the Abyss. In addition, the survival resources of the Abyss Realm cannot always be compared with those on the surface. The demon group is completely suppressed. Trapped in the abyss of the earth.
"The red ferocious ants will appear here. Is it true that the Spring and Autumn Catastrophe that the ghost scholar said is approaching? Or is it that something has changed in the Abyss Realm?"
He Ping's brows rose, and he smelled some bad signs.
At the same time, the old Taoist priest flew for a while, crossing the magma river, and saw three crystalline pillars like Optimus Pillars in front of him.
Above these three giant pillars, a precious mirror hangs high. There are cloud and thunder patterns on the mirror body, and dragon and phoenix patterns are engraved on the top and bottom respectively. The patterns on the left are like flames, and the patterns on the right are like water waves. There is treasure rising on this mirror.
Fine cracks spread out on the mirror body, and the entire mirror surface seemed to be embedded in the void. The mirror surface was smooth and clean, like a bright moon hanging in the sky.
Just when he saw the mirror, He Ping also felt several extremely powerful auras, entrenched on the huge stone pillar.
"Masters! There are very powerful masters on the stone pillars. These masters, without exception, are all in the Taoist realm!!!"
He Ping had rarely encountered Taoist masters in the past, and he did not expect that several Taoist masters would suddenly appear in this place.
Three huge stone pillars stand in the sky, and the magma river flows below, spreading huge shadows.
Wu Zhenzi also flew towards the stone pillars. He landed under the stone pillars and looked up. On the three stone pillars, there was a terrifying figure. They were three powerful Taoist masters. One of them was a Yuyi Xingguan. Taoist, but his face is blurred, his facial features are also a cloud of smoke, and his body exudes a sinister aura.
On another huge pillar next to it, there was a Taoist sitting cross-legged. This man was holding a jade slip and wearing a Taoist robe, but his head was covered by countless gray moths, and his facial features and face could not be seen at all;
Finally, on a huge pillar on the east side, sat a mysterious man wearing red copper armor. His face and body shape were all hidden under the red copper armor. However, this man's whole body exuded a strong corpse aura, and the tumbling corpse The breath also had a strong smell of blood.
When Wu Zhenzi saw these three people, he quickly prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and said in a deep voice: "Master, this disciple is incompetent. His previous arrangement was discovered, so he had to cast a spell to escape..."
Before he finished speaking, a huge breath fell from the stone pillar, and along with this breath, there was a freezing voice.
"Trash, you can't even defend the entrance, what's the point of keeping you?"
Instantly, a huge pressure pressed on him.
The old Taoist's skin gradually tightened due to the squeezing force, and his heart seemed to explode. He could not lift his head, and his face was on the ground. Even his breathing became difficult, and his face gradually turned purple.
"Spare your life, Master, spare your life!"
Wu Zhenzi kept begging, but the invisible pressure was getting bigger and bigger. With a pop, the old Taoist's figure was crushed. No, strictly speaking, it should have become flat, like a piece of paper. Like a human being, he was pressed to the ground.
"Spare your life, spare your life..."
At this time, Wu Zhenzi could still make a small cry for mercy, but he had turned into an extremely thin paper man, sticking tightly to the ground.
It was at this moment that the breath slowly withdrew, and a cold voice sounded.
"Originally, a waste like you should have been crushed to death...but because you have worked so hard over the years, I reluctantly spared your life."
That voice came from the Taoist priest wearing a star crown and feathers. His face was like a blur of smoke. If you look carefully, you will find that even the feathers on his body are like a cloud and not real.
This Taoist is named Wu Qingzu. He is a descendant of the lineage of Painting Immortal Dao. He doesn't know what method he used to enter the Dao. His cultivation level is extremely high. His sharp-edged gaze moved to Wu Zhenzi, and suddenly, he chuckled.
"Besides, even though you are a waste, you did help me a little. Without you, you would not have been able to bring this distinguished guest here..."
Wu Qingzu's cold voice sounded.
"Your Majesty is already here, so why hide and disperse? With your cultivation level, hiding in the dark and sneaking around, it would be a little too disrespectful to take the three of us seriously!"
He Ping frowned.
...Is it possible that this guy noticed my traces?
"That's right."
As if responding to his guess, another person sitting on the stone pillar also spoke slowly: "With your magical power and cultivation, hiding here, it would be difficult for us to find it, but you did not come alone. After all, there are traces that can be found..."
This time, it was the mysterious Taoist whose face was obscured by countless moths, sitting cross-legged in the void.
"Fellow Taoist Wu Yi, everyone is here. You might as well meet with us. I, Taoist Mo, have been looking up at me for a long time, but I haven't had the opportunity to meet him."
As soon as these words came out, a burst of harsh laughter was heard in the void, and then, a black shadow emerged. This person is Wu YiYin, the elder of the Ghost Crying Sect. He did not come alone. Behind Wu YiYin, there were two figures, namely Ghost Scholar and Miao Sanyin.
"Master Mo from Wanqing Sect is so polite!"
The appearance of Wu Yi also made He Ping's brows widen. Only then did he realize that his identity had not been exposed yet.
"This Taoist Mo is originally a monk from the Wanqing Sect?"
Through the shadow, He Ping could see the Taoist moth on the stone pillar. At the same time, he was also curious about the origins of the Taoist masters on the other two stone pillars!