Chapter 163 The power of the insect

By the way, these ancient poisonous insects were almost all terrifying at that time. In contrast, the poison that killed people directly was the most kind. Generally speaking, those powerful poisonous insects usually made people unable to live, unable to die, and could only suffer from various painful tortures. It was really terrible.

For example, the Heavenly Demon Gu released by Fang Qingshu this time is known as the most terrifying Gu in the world. Even among the 108 types of Gu Bracelets in Wan Gu Bracelets, it ranks first! Its biggest feature is that it silently makes people have nightmares. As long as you close your eyes, you will immediately fall into the fear of nightmares until you are awakened, resulting in him never daring to sleep again. In this case, almost no one who is not mentally chaotic! If you are a cultivator, it is a bit like a demon possession, and you will almost certainly get possessed by a demon, so it is called the Heavenly Demon Gu, which means a guy as terrifying as a demon!

After this terrible insect was released, it immediately began to affect the spirit of the monster, causing it to illusion without realizing it. Of course, since the demon Gu was not focused on being cultivated by Fang Qingshu, its strength is still relatively low. Anyway, it is still a bit difficult to deal with such a strong monster, so it cannot have too much effect on the monster. However, it can still be done by making the monster trance.

After being influenced by the Demon Gu, the monster felt uncomfortable all over and all kinds of sensory organs became dull. Just now, various other poisonous Gu also began to play a role. Some of them paralyze the monster's nerves, some made the monsters feel severely painful, and some made the monsters feel very comfortable. Although the levels of these Gu are not enough to give the monster a fatal blow, the feeling of joint attacks is also very uncomfortable.

In short, all kinds of sour, numb, painful, itchy, and refreshing. All kinds of feelings suddenly appeared on the monster. It was so uncomfortable to make a monster. The demon Gu, who was ready to go, immediately took advantage of the situation and imitated the aura of a monster's natural enemy, and sent it into its mind.

The monster was not aware of it for a moment. He was fooled directly, and he really thought that his natural enemies were coming. He quickly used his trick of running for life, stimulated his full potential, and tried his best to escape. Unfortunately, this resulted in a significant reduction in the resistance in his body, giving those poisonous insects a chance to fully utilize it. So, these insects began to become more and more harmful to the monsters!

Some drilled into the monster's muscles and bit the nerves of its big mouth; some drilled into the monster's heart and enjoyed its most essence of blood happily; some drilled into the monster's spine, greedily sucking the spinal cord inside!

Even though the monster is powerful, it can't withstand such torture? The severe pain from all parts of his body made him extremely painful. So he couldn't help but wail.

Fang Qingshu felt no guilt when he heard the screams outside. Instead, he thought gloatingly, "Does it deserve it, who told you, bastard to eat me? Is it a delicacy that you can enjoy?"

Just as Fang Qingshu was thinking about it, the monster's screams gradually weakened. Obviously, his life had come to an end. He had just used a life-threatening trick that hurt his body, but now he was tormented by so many ancient insects. No matter how powerful it is, it can't hold on?

However, just when Fang Qingshu thought the monster was about to end and he was about to settle down, he suddenly heard a loud bang, and the place where he was also violently shaking. Fortunately, the magic shield that protected him was a high-end product made by Joan of Arc, so he did not collapse. But even so, it shocked Fang Qingshu to the point of being very terrible.

"Damn!" Fang Qingshu was not stupid, he knew what was going on almost immediately. He couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, I didn't even look at the racing car, there was a traffic accident, right?"

It turned out that the situation was just like Fang Qingshu thought about it. Under the influence of the demon Gu, the monster was in a trance and was not careful for a moment, and it actually hit a rock. You know, the monster's speed at this time was definitely like a storm. With his size, his impact was really solid! It was like a comet hitting the earth!

The hard rock was smashed on the spot, with gravel flying and dust filling, which was a spectacular scene! Of course, the monster itself was not feeling well. Although it was rough and thick in skin, such a fierce impact still caused huge damage to him. The head, which was the first to be hit, was smashed to pieces. Because it had suffered a lot of external injuries, and the insects caused many serious internal injuries in its body, the result made the monster with extremely tenacious vitality return to the west on the spot!

Seeing this hateful monster, it finally died in full, Zuo Ci, Kong Ming and others breathed a little relieved. Of course, their hearts were still hanging, because after all, they had not seen the complete Fang Qingshu yet! So Kong Ming quickly shouted: "Zuo Gong, save people quickly!"

"Oh!" Zuo Ci agreed, frowned and began to use the flying sword to scratch the monster's stomach. While scratching, he complained: "I'm a level 18 flying sword. When I got it in my hand, I actually used it to dissect the corpse. It's really abusive!"

At this time, of course, no one paid attention to his complaints. Everyone's eyes were nervously staring at the monster's belly. The little girl and the sword madman were sweating nervously, and their little face was even pale. Seeing this, Joan of Arc hurriedly reached out to hold their shoulders and comforted him: "Don't worry, he has too many things to save his life in his hands, and there will be no trouble!"

"Yeah!" The two women nodded gratefully, and this was a little better!

Although Zuo Ci complained, he did not dare to neglect his hands at all. The two flying swords quickly took turns to slash the monster's stomach layer by layer, for fear of accidentally hurting Fang Qingshu. Soon, the flying sword cut the monster's stomach, and then a stream of green and smelly liquid gushed out. It was mixed with scattered bones and machine parts, which shocked everyone.

Finally, a white ball of light rolled out from inside, and there was a golden human figure in the ball of light! Everyone looked at it with their eyes and saw that it was Fang Qingshu!

After Fang Qingshu came out, his head turned around and swept the whole audience. The first one was to see the two worries with a worried face. He hurriedly removed the magic and ran over. Before Fang Qingshu could speak, the little girl and the sword madman rushed into his arms. The little girl's shoulders were trembling constantly, and she was already crying with joy. Although the sword madman did not cry, there were ripples in his two big watery eyes. In the end, the defense line was lost and tears of excitement flowed out.

"Okay, OK!" Fang Qingshu hurriedly hugged them and comforted him: "Are I okay? Be good, don't cry! It's not good to cry like a little cat!"

"Hate!" The little girl was embarrassed by what he said, and gently punched him before coming out of his arms.

"Hey, stinky brat!" Seeing this, Zuo Ci immediately teased: "We are the group of people trying hard to save you. After you came out, you didn't say thank you first, but ran to pick up girls. What's this called?"

"Hehe!" Fang Qingshu knew that he was in the wrong, so he hurriedly smirked twice, and then said sincerely: "Thank you, Master Zuo Ci, Master Zhao, and Master Joan of Arc!"

"Haha!" Zhao Yun smiled and said, "No need to thank me, I see, I'm afraid you can deal with this guy without us, right?"

"Hehe!" Fang Qingshu smiled slightly and said with a slight pride: "It's almost the same, mainly thanks to the scroll given by Master Joan of Arc! If I hadn't had this magic scroll to protect me, I wouldn't be able to perform even if I had the ability! By the way, Master Joan of Arc, do you still have such a good scroll? Give me a few more? You gave me one last time, and now you've used it up!"

"Haha!" Joan of Arc said with a smile and tears: "You think this is a scroll that can be taken out at will? This kind of level 16 protective scroll not only consumes a lot of materials, but also takes a lot of time. Even if I do, it will take three months to make one. So, it would be great if I can give you one. How many ones are you embarrassed to ask for? Oh my God, would you tell me to make scrolls for you every day?"

"Ah, is it so troublesome?" Fang Qingshu had no choice but to smile helplessly and said, "Then you can give me another one to save your life, right?"

"Oh!" Joan of Arc shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, I owe you what I owe you in my previous life. I will do it for you when I go back!"

When Fang Qingshu heard this, he was very moved and hurriedly bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Master Joan of Arc!"

However, just as Fang Qingshu bowed his head and bowed, he suddenly discovered a strange place. The ground where he was standing was covered with shiny mucus, and it was a thick layer. Many places had already dried into a layer of horny things, which seemed to be a bit old. Anyway, it was absolutely impossible that this dead monster left when it came ashore!

Seeing this, Fang Qingshu's little face suddenly turned pale, thinking to himself, damn, we will not be led to the monster's nest by this hateful guy, right?
Chapter completed!