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Chapter 240 Clouds move in all directions, gathering egrets

"This is really hard to say."

Wang Yinguo looked at the distant sky, and he was indeed unsure.

He felt a very strong feeling in his heart that the crisis of the blood-winged black mosquito has not been completely resolved.

The most important point is that no one knows why the blood-winged black mosquito suddenly appears?

Is there any human manipulation behind their appearance?

"If someone controls it, it's easier to deal with it."

"If it's uncontrollable, it may be more troublesome."

Zhenren Chang Xi thought about it and then judged it like this.

"Why do you say that?"

"If someone controls it, wouldn't this person be very powerful?"

There was a Golden Immortal Elder who asked curiously.

In his opinion, the strength of the blood-winged black mosquito is very terrifying, especially the endless blood-winged black mosquito. Even if it meets a quasi-saint, it dares to swallow it, and will not retreat even if it meets a saint.

Faced with such a special group of creatures, the only way to avoid is to make the most real choice.

Wouldn't it be even more terrifying if someone could control the blood-winged black mosquitoes and let them use it for their own use?

Therefore, he felt a little incredible about what Chang Xi said, and he didn't understand what the real intention was in her words.

"The performance of the blood-winged black mosquito is already very amazing."

"They seem to be looking for targets with a purpose, rather than a bunch of headless flies."

"If someone manipulates it, then we only need to find this person and solve it. Naturally, the crisis of the blood-winged black mosquitoes can be eliminated and sent back to the sea of ​​blood."

"But if this is not the case, we have to consider what the price it will cost to leave the prehistoric continent?"

"Compared with the previous one, this latter possibility is even more terrifying."

Senior Dragon Turtle touched his chin and explained to everyone.

"I see!"

"This matter is really troublesome!"

After hearing this, several Golden Immortal Elders nodded and suddenly realized the truth.

However, since the incident was made, everyone couldn't help but frown.

As Senior Dragon Turtle said, this matter is too complicated and worrying.

Even Xiaolong Aozhou specially sent a guard back to report to her father about the blood-winged black mosquitoes on the prehistoric continent.

Although the Dragon Clan is one of the protagonists of the ancient prehistoric world and is strong, he also has a sense of fear of the special creatures born in this sea of ​​blood.

The powerful high-level dragon clan naturally has its own way to deal with these blood-winged black mosquitoes, but ordinary aquatic clans have no way. Faced with the powerful blood-winged black mosquito army, they really have no good way to deal with it.

The same problem exists throughout the world, so Xiaolong Aozhou is also very nervous about this and hopes to remind his relatives to be alert to these special creatures born in the sea of ​​blood.

You know, if they are allowed to have full firepower, even a real dragon can be sucked into a skeleton dragon rack as long as it is surrounded by a blood-winged black mosquito.

In fact, there are many people paying attention to this matter.

In less than two days, the news that the blood-winged black mosquito appeared in the prehistoric continent spread throughout the prehistoric immortal sect.

Everyone is very worried about this matter and doesn't know how to deal with it.

Of course, the only one who can sit firmly on Diaoyutai is the only disciples of those saints.

The saint's temple is a saint, no matter how fierce the blood-winged black mosquito is, it is still afraid to go there. If you go there, it is just the word "death".

The first unlucky one is the Beiming Palace, which the demon master Kunpeng has just been established in the extreme north.

After the blood-winged black mosquito was led away by Xiao Qi, it flew all the way to Beiming Palace.

This Beiming Palace was mainly established by the demon master Kunpeng with the last little background of the demon clan. It gathered most of the demon clan's troops and was considered as a preparation for the demon clan's future rise.

According to the demon clan Daluo Jinxian who escaped from there, a large army of blood-winged black mosquitoes landed in the Beiming Palace. Except for a few powerful golden immortals and Daluo Jinxians who escaped, most of the ordinary demon clans turned into the nutrients for blood-winged black mosquitoes.

"It's so scary!"

"I saw it with my own eyes"

The monks of the demon clan who described this matter still looked lingering in fear when they mentioned the situation at that time.

Such a scene happened in various parts of the world and caused great spiritual shock to many monks.

"Uncle Master."

"Is there any way to restrain the blood-winged black mosquito?"

In the Yuhua Sect, everyone also came to Xuanyu Xiaozhu and asked Wang Yanguo for advice.

Although this matter has caused a lot of controversy and people are unstable, everyone is counting on the uncle Wang Yanguo to come up with a solution to the problem, and to capture all the blood-winged black mosquitoes in one net, and to eliminate future troubles forever.

“It’s not something that can be done very easily.”

"You must know that the Beiming Palace of the demon master Kunpeng is not weak."

"Although the demon master Kunpeng was not in the Beiming Palace at that time and was exploited by the blood-winged black mosquito, based on my experience, even if the demon master Kunpeng was present, it may not be able to change the result of the Beiming Palace being destroyed."

Xiaolong Aozhou shaking his head and commented

Discuss the Tao.

Although she is just a young real dragon, she has a lot of knowledge and is familiar with the situation of the demon clan.

This situation is almost obvious now. The comprehensive strength of Beiming Palace is actually still above Bailu Mountain.

If the young master Wang Yanguo was not in charge, Beiming Palace could defeat several Bailushan Yuhua Sects.

Even so, under the crazy attack of the blood-winged black mosquito, Beiming Palace was completely destroyed without even a single hour of support. This result really scared many people.

"It is OK to deal with blood-winged black mosquitoes, extreme heat and extreme cold."

"The Sun True Flame can directly burn the blood-winged black mosquitoes to death. The power of the Taiyin can also make them lose their ability to move instantly, and their bodies turn into ice crystals and shatter and die."

"My martial arts should be able to restrain them one or two."

Real person Chang Xi casually interrupted.

She is a creature born on the Taiyin Star, and her martial arts are also derived from the power of the Taiyin Origin, so she is very strong.

If she uses her quasi-saint body to fight the enemy, I believe that the blood-winged black mosquito will suffer a great loss.

"Although fellow Taoists have unique skills, they should not be careless."

"After all, the power of Taiyin is always limited. Although it is much stronger than Xiaoqi's Sun Real Flame, competing with magic power in front of the endless blood-winged black mosquitoes is not worth it."

After hearing what Chang Xi said, Wang Yinguo shook his head and did not agree with her going to fight against the blood-winged black mosquito.

Defeating a war of attrition is not a good choice.

Especially when facing an extremely large number of groups, it is even more worthwhile to fight a war of attrition.

No one knows where the bottom line of the blood-winged black mosquito is, but the strength of Chang Xi's own is visible, so there is no comparison between the two.

No matter how high the realm of Chang Xi’s realm is, how strong the strength is, and how deep the foundation is, he can’t resist the crazy attacks of the blood-winged black mosquitoes that are not dry up. Therefore, there is only one ending to fight head-on, that is, Chang Xi’s true man falls down by himself.

"Oh, this is really a headache."

When Chang Xi heard Wang Yinguo say this, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

As a monk in the quasi-saint realm, it is really unbelievable that he was so embarrassed by a group of mosquitoes.

If everyone had not witnessed the power of the blood-winged black mosquito with their own eyes, no one would have accepted this fact.

"Uncle Master, maybe we can contact other immortal sects to brainstorm and find a way to deal with the blood-winged black mosquito?"

Someone asked this question, which immediately attracted the support of many people.

It is really said that one person is short-sighted, two people are strong-sighted. If everyone works together to find a solution, perhaps they can really find ideas to solve the blood-winged black mosquito. This is a very attractive proposal.

However, before the Yuhua Sect could implement this matter, monks from all walks of life came to Bailu Mountain to see the uncle Wang Yanguo and find a solution to the blood-winged black mosquito.

Some of the disciples of the three Taoist sects also ran to Xuanyu Xiaozhu to see what Wang Yinyuan had to do.

After all, every time the prehistoric world encounters a major crisis, Wang Yanguo can always come up with a solution.

"How come you, the disciples of the saints of the Ancestral Sect, are you worried about this?"

"Has the Saint Yuqing not given the order?"

When Wang Yinguo saw Taiyi Zhenren and the others running over, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Master is unlikely to care about these things unless we really encounter a serious life and death crisis."

"It's just that our own mountain gate is not on Kunlun Mountain, so I'm a little worried."

Taiyi Zhenren expressed his honesty.

The saints are indeed powerful, but they usually do not end up in person.

Especially this time, it is related to the blood-winged black mosquito, a special creature originating from the sea of ​​blood. How can the saints start?

If a saint really occurs when he erases the blood-winged black mosquito, wouldn’t it be laughed at by the saint slapped the mosquito?

Therefore, unless the saint's personal teachings of the disciple's life safety is seriously threatened and there is a risk of death and death, the saints will definitely not take action, which is also a matter of principle.

If the saints interfere too much with the variables between this world, the heavenly way may be punished.

By then, the situation may become more difficult and difficult to solve.

The saints naturally don’t worry about their own life safety, but they need to think carefully about the safety of their own mountain gates, as well as the three generations of disciples or even four generations of disciples within the mountain gates.

Therefore, it is the safest way to come to the uncle Wang Yinguo to ask for advice.

Without saying a few words, they saw many of the saints of Jie Sect coming over, with the same purpose as the disciples of the Shan Sect.

In other words, the inheritance of the People's Cult is too single, and the only saint disciple, Master Xuandu, is in the sky and has always been with the Taiqing Saint, so there is no need to join in the fun.

As a result, a large number of saint disciples quickly gathered on Bailu Mountain.
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