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The cataclysmic insect swarm advanced further and further, and more and more spirit monkey tribes were attacked by the dark worm swarm.

The Sanye tribe is one of them.

As early as the beginning of the outbreak of the bug swarm.

In the White Hall enshrined by the tribe, a series of revelations appeared one after another.

Or different phantoms flashed out of nowhere in mid-air, showing the hideous image of the worm of havoc;

Or the deep monkey language, echoing back and forth in the empty hall, repeating the various methods to deal with the insect swarm over and over again;
The patriarch of the tribe, Que Er, understood that this was the advice given by the Venerable, and accepted it without hesitation.

two hours later.

A swarm of dark worms, numbering almost two hundred, found the Sanye tribe in the forest, and rushed down in groups.

"Hey! Hiss!"

The dark gnats kept making sharp neighing, as if they were communicating with each other.

Because this tribe is obviously different from the tribes they slaughtered before.

View from the sky.

I saw tree holes in the dense canopy, but I couldn't see the spirit monkeys moving, as if the hairy monkeys had disappeared.

The swarm circled in the air, and then moved.

About a quarter of the dark gnats, more than [-] in number, quickly flapped their wings and swooped down, pointing directly at the various tree holes in the tree crown.

obviously.

Ming Ling intends to enter the tree hole to check to see if the monkeys have left.

"call!"

Accompanied by a whistling.

A dark fly folded its wings and slammed into the door of a tree hole.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The thick wooden door was instantly smashed to pieces.

however.

Before Ming Ling could stabilize his figure, he was hit head-on.

"puff!"

It seems like something is broken.

A burst of strong light erupted in the tree hole in an instant.

By surprise.

The six pale eyeballs on Ming Ling's head closed tightly subconsciously.

Subsequently.

A huge vine net descended from the top of the tree hole, instantly enveloping Ming Ling in the vine net.

Ming Ling realized something was wrong, and waved two pairs of sharp knife arms, and a scorpion tail also swayed left and right, trying to break through the rattan net.

but.

The above set of tactics.

Just to disturb Mingling.

The real killing move.

It's still behind.

Six fully armed spirit monkey warriors, each wearing a helmet against glare, suddenly emerged from the dark passage, holding a spiritual weapon in each hand.

That is - blaster gun.

next second.

The arms of the vigorous spirit armor worn by the spirit monkeys suddenly swelled.

They swung their arms violently, and threw the blasters fiercely.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

The screeching sound was extremely shrill.

The blasting gun turned into an afterimage, and attacked the flying insect like lightning.

at such a close distance.

Mingling's vision has not yet recovered, and it has been severely disturbed by the vine net, so it has no time to dodge.

After a moment.

The blasting gun hit Ming Ling.

Since the scorpion is a flying insect, in order to reduce the weight and ensure the flexibility of flight, the carapace on their body surface is not too thick.

With powerful kinetic energy, the blasting gun broke through the bug's carapace in an instant, and inserted it into Ming Ling's body.

And then.

"boom!"

"boom!"

An explosion happened.

Between the flesh and blood.

This dark lily was blown to pieces.

Not only the body and the head are separated.

Even the scorpion tail was blown off.

The above set of ambushes.

It was the teaching from Cheng Han.

Based on the various characteristics of Ming Ling, he specially conducted a deduction and worked out a set of tactics to restrain Ming Ling.

Darklings are flying insects that fly extremely fast. If they are in an open space, the spirit monkeys can only be reduced to being slaughtered.

The only way.

It is to introduce the dark dragonfly into the tree hole.

at this time.

Seeing this, the spirit monkeys roared excitedly.

"Aho!"

"Aww!"

however.

The spirit monkeys were too happy.

Or.

The hairy monkeys were so complacent that they completely forgot some teachings from the White Palace.

A spirit monkey went straight to the monster's head, raised its right leg and tried to kick it.

at this time.

A surprise happened.

Ming Ling has not died yet.

A few pairs of its eyeballs turned suddenly, locked on to the spirit monkey, and opened its mouthparts to let out a "hiss".

at the same time.

The broken scorpion tail flicked suddenly.

"Wow!"

The sharp tail needle shot out, just hitting the hairy monkey on the forehead.

"boom!"

The head exploded.

obviously.

The vitality of this thing is terrifyingly tenacious.

Although Ming Ling's body has been torn apart, there is still a mysterious connection between the different parts, and there is no need for structures such as nerves to control it.

This time.

A group of hairy monkeys were suddenly startled, and they all crawled and hid.

A spirit monkey warrior resolutely threw a blasting gun, which blew up the monster's head, and Ming Ling was considered dead.

The above-mentioned battle process.

Occurs continuously in various tree holes.

The first group of Minglings who forced their way into the tree hole were all surrounded and killed by the monkeys.

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a long distance away.

Cheng Han stared at the halo in front of his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

The Sanye tribe firmly implemented the ambush tactics taught by the venerable, and achieved considerable results, but their own losses were not large.

on the screen.

The rest of the dark worms knew that the tree hole was very dangerous, so they didn't dare to enter it rashly, they just circled back and forth in the sky.

The spirit monkeys also obediently hid in the cave and did not come out.

for a while.

The two sides formed a confrontation.

Cheng Han chuckled, "Very good! The advancing speed of the Havoc Swarm has finally been contained."

In fact.

The purpose of his arrangement in this way is not at all to kill a lot of minglings.

There is only one core purpose - to buy time for the will of the forest.

Cheng Han thought for a moment.

The map of stars and sky evolution emerged, showing the situation of the forest battlefield.

There are huge numbers of red dots scattered across it, which represent the swarm.

There are also clusters of green dots on it, which symbolizes the monkey tribe.

overall.

The red dot is hunting the green dot.

Cheng Han quickly performed a deduction, and his smile deepened: "According to the current situation, at least three days can be won, which is much better than I expected."

all in all.

Everything is under control.

but.

Not all spirit monkey tribes are as submissive as the Sanye tribe.

The so-called "the same forest, there are all kinds of monkeys".

Like Aton, the patriarch of the Black Branch Tribe, there are not many spirit monkeys with great ambitions.

These spirit monkeys only wanted to benefit from Cheng Han, but they were not willing to carry out the tactics given by Bai Dian.

Or.

The victories in the previous expansion process, as well as the continuous new spirit weapons, made them arrogant.

For example, the Liya tribe.

The chief of the tribe, Bai Fang, noticed a swarm of darkflies approaching, and even gave the order for all to attack.

This scene.

Presented by another halo.

Cheng Han couldn't help but sighed, and commented: "Stupid thing, your strength can't support your ambition!"

soon.

The battle has begun.

Watching the worm swarm descend to a height of 500 meters, White Fang immediately roared, "Aho!"

"Woo! Woo!"

The hairy monkeys lined up in a neat line, and they all threw out the screeching guns.

however.

Ming Ling showed extraordinary flexibility.

The flying insects dispersed in an instant, scattered into the canopy of the tree, and with the help of the cover of thick branches and leaves, flew towards the monkey group from all directions.

White Fang was bewildered.

It held a spiritual weapon gun in each hand, not knowing what to do.

After a few seconds.

The dark swarm fired a salvo.

"Woo! Woo!"

The whistling sound was even more horrific.

One after another, sharp tail needles drilled out from the surrounding branches and leaves at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, and shot at the monkeys from all directions.

Just this little detail.

is enough to show.

The tactical literacy of the swarm is much better than that of the monkey swarm.

The hairy monkeys gathered together were like living targets, and the tail needles flew over from up, down, left, and right, and they had almost nowhere to hide.

"what!"

"Ow!"

The screams kept ringing.

More than fifty spirit monkey warriors were instantly hit by the tail needles, and either died directly or were seriously injured.

Such tragic casualties caused the monkey group to collapse in an instant.

The spirit monkeys howled in fear and fled one after another.

White Fang had completely lost control of the situation.

Cheng Han shook his head and muttered, "The mob."

Next.

The dark ling group began to chase the monkey group, and easily reaped one monkey life after another.

At last.

Bai Fang was stared at by several dark flies.

After a fight.

Two dark flies used their scorpion tails to penetrate White Fang's body, and they flew into the sky with him hanging.

until this moment.

Bai Fang was so regretful that he did not believe in the revelation from the White Palace.

After a few seconds.

A group of dark dragonflies followed.

They passed by White Fang one after another, stretched out their heads and bit off a piece of White Fang's flesh, and tortured and killed the latter in this cruel way.

Extreme fear and extreme pain completely overwhelmed White Fang.

last of the last.

Only the head remained of White Fang, which fell straight down.

It still hasn't died.

White Fang's monkey eyes stared at the completely destroyed tribe, and two lines of blood tears suddenly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

When everything is about to end.

White Fang suddenly remembered an incident from the past.

some day.

The Venerable summoned himself and taught him the secret method of making several spiritual weapons.

At that moment.

The Venerable once said a word very seriously: "You need to always have a humble heart, so that the Baifang tribe can go further!"

But I was completely immersed in the joy of obtaining a powerful weapon, and completely forgot this sentence.

Another moment passed.

"Whoosh!"

A scorpion tail stabbed over.

White Fang's head exploded.