Three Realms Super Red Packet Group

Chapter 212 Silkworm Girl
The labyrinth tunnels that set up the magic circle are meaningless in front of Chu Ye.

Qinglei clears the way, and any obstacles will be reduced to ashes.

The long road passed in an instant, and when the last stone wall was shattered, Chu Ye saw a mountain of dead bones.

On the blood-stained sharp stone, black insect eggs were also stained.

Tiny black larvae squirmed and devoured every piece of blood and flesh.

"Is this the bug?"

Chu Ye restrained his air with his fingers, picked up a piece of insect eggs and a slightly larger black insect and put them in front of him.

The black worm kept trembling. It seemed to sense the danger of death, and after the violent struggle was futile, it curled up into a ball.

The tiny dense pupils looked at Chu Ye cautiously and fearfully.

At the same time, the circles of lines on the body quickly swelled up one by one pimples, opened small openings, and spewed out a disgusting gas, which seemed to be strongly corrosive.

In just a few seconds, the air mass restraining the black worm was weakened by [-] to [-]%, and there was a faint tendency to spread and grow.

"interesting."

The blue thunder flame flashed across, and the black worms and eggs were instantly reduced to ashes.

At the same time, all the black worms that were visible to the naked eye suddenly stopped, pimples appeared on their backs, and clouds of green mist spewed out.

"I can detect the changes here from the death of a black worm. It seems that this worm releaser still has some skills."

Chu Ye cut off the trace of spiritual consciousness that conveyed the order, but when he wanted to analyze it, the spiritual consciousness could not bear it and shattered.

"I remember you, kid. If you dare to kill my Wuzong's Black Gu King Worm, if you escape to the ends of the earth, this old man will also peel your muscles and feed your three souls and seven souls to the Six Kings Gu!"

Hearing this weak and vicious threat, Chu Ye, who was standing still in the tunnel, felt nothing, and was even prepared to take the initiative to find the old man.

Now, he is just a little bit emotional, after all, he is not proficient and experienced enough in the control of power, such a delicate job with deep insight, a slight mistake will lead to failure.

Otherwise, you should get more news from that spiritual knowledge.

He still has a long way to go before he can reach perfection. Even though his level of strength is comparable to that of an Earth Immortal, he is still far behind in terms of skill adaptation and arbitrary control.

After reflecting for a while, Chu Ye's golden energy surged all over his body, carrying an energy storm with part of the power of the Golden Thunder Tribulation, sweeping the main film area.

Like a coercion, to deal with this kind of evil, the effect of the wave of golden energy seems to be not weak. Taiqing Shenlei already has the effect of exterminating all evils.

The black worms and green mist are meaningless in the face of the storm. In an instant, the ashes are wiped out, and even the accumulated bones are turned into dust.

"Life and death are impermanent, destiny is destined, rest in peace in reincarnation."

Accompanied by the floating ashes, Chu Ye entered the cave hidden under the dry bones, and his destination was the lower floor.

Those who are fighting fiercely, those who are on the sidelines, those who are hiding in the dark and watching, those who are lying on the rocks desperately waiting for death, those who are dying, and those who are so cold...

All the figures are exposed in the immortal consciousness, and there is nothing to hide.

Chu Ye's five senses and the sharpness of immortal consciousness have basically exceeded the limit of a true immortal. Even Kong Zhen's extreme existence of ordinary immortals can't hide it from him.

"Hey, there is no Earth Immortal level."

He hesitated for two seconds, but still only found out that this group of old antiques who were about to die and died.

This lineup is a whole level weaker than the formation of the altar and underground palace last time.

Chu Ye broke through the restricting circle and sneaked in without disturbing anyone.

Only a few half-beast monsters in the corner looked at his position suspiciously, and then averted their eyes after a while.

"A white wolf, two bats, and a... silkworm?"

Chu Ye looked at the little girl standing quietly behind the werewolf and the bat, meeting her amber eyes in the air.

"What a sharp silkworm!" He slightly exclaimed.

The little girl in the distance suddenly smiled, with a flawless smile and teeth as white as jade, Chu Ye suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Even though his cultivation is only in the Holy Nirvana, looking at each other face to face gave him a slightly uncomfortable sense of repulsion and threat.

Under the pressure, the eyes unconsciously turned into a pitch-black state, and the soul-stirring power seemed to be activated immediately.

But as the blood surged through his body for a short time, it slowly faded away.

The little girl's smile froze on her face for an instant, and then she showed an extremely puzzled expression, as if the other party's calmness was something impossible to happen.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you? What happened?"

The three demon clans beside her obviously noticed the girl's expression, followed their gazes to Chu Ye vigilantly again, and asked respectfully.

"The spiritual parasitism of the silkworm chrysalis has failed."

"Who is it? That human race that looked weird just now?" The white wolf and the bat were equally astonished.

"Well, the last human race that came in."

The little girl closed her eyes suddenly, and her slender fingers pointed to the void at an ever-increasing speed. The crystal silks were intertwined, forming a strange picture.

"You can't even deduce his origin from the third Zican Emperor Sutra! Who is behind him? Which force in the Twelve Great Worlds?"

She suddenly widened her eyes, two lines of blood and tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes, the clear and gorgeous pupils were all gray at the moment.

Chu Ye glanced at it, and hesitated for a moment when he noticed her empty eyes.

"What happened to her?"

It was just a little strange in my heart, and I secretly strengthened the vigilance of the surrounding area. It is still too chaotic here.

But Fu Ling suddenly spoke out, answering his little confusion: "It's just a little dark silkworm, and its bloodline is still pure, and it hasn't untied the shackles of several layers of innate supernatural powers, how dare you try to trace the source of your bloodline! Hehe, it is estimated that the ancestors of her lineage will have to be involved. The great demon god of Chuhuang who can overwhelm the entire heaven with a single halberd is so easy to spy! Three rounds of purple silkworms are not enough, I really hope Can force out the sixth gray silkworm ancestor."

The voice behind is getting smaller and smaller.
"Before, she was peeping at me with magical powers? I didn't even feel it!"

Chu Ye just heard the information about himself, his eyes were sharp instantly, and the slight look of compassion disappeared. He began to examine himself, and silently wrote down the lesson: the danger of this world is far more serious than he imagined.

"What flows in her body is the pure blood of a silkworm ancestor. At least part of the activated imprint comes from a saint-level purple silkworm that has just gone through three reincarnations."

"Saint level!"

"Don't be afraid, Tianzun and your ancestor Chu Huang can crush it to death with a single little finger."

"But they're not here!"

"Don't worry, if this old silkworm has a little bit of reason, it will never break into this prison without authorization."

"Will it seek revenge on me? That saint-level silkworm?"

"It's possible, but it won't step into this burial star. You underestimate the illustrious reputation of this burial star in the twelve worlds. This is a saint-level cemetery."

Chu Ye expressed doubts.

The little girl tried her best to prop up her body that was almost collapsed, and uttered a few words with difficulty: "The dragon soul and parasite can't be controlled, A Lang, let's go back! Immediately!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The white wolf and the bat executed decisively without the slightest hesitation.

(End of this chapter)