Bug Master In Doomsday

With a "boom", the clay figure's entire body blasted the hard rocky pavement into a huge pothole like a strong explosive. The edge of the pothole was still filled with white smoke and broken rocks. They were all scalded hot by the high temperature of the explosion.

Cangfu, who was targeted by the clay figure as the target of blasting, stood on a big tree with an extremely ugly face, and a piece of charred wood next to the pothole was still burning.

"Whether it is tolerable or unbearable! It must be Wang Mang's gang who want to kill me!" Cangfu yelled angrily. If he didn't activate the magic trick in time, I'm afraid it would be scorched now. Not his wooden stand-in, but his **** corpse!

"Cangfu! You are right, this is indeed Wang Mang's handwriting!" Penglai walked from the mountain road to the edge of the pothole with a cane. He smiled and squeezed the burned hole in the pothole. The hard mud, the mud fell, and a black worm limb the size of a mung bean was pinched in his hand.

Cangfu's face was pale, and when he approached it, it was indeed the limb of a strange bug. The black hand behind the assassination was determined, but he was not at all happy. This Wang Mang was really brave, and he treated Penglai's ancestor in the realm of saint He even dared to assassinate together?

"Patriarch! Wang Mang is a brave guy! He dared to assassinate me blatantly today, then he will dare to assassinate you tomorrow while your ancestors are relaxed! These wolf-hearted thieves must be eradicated immediately!"

Before Cangfu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Penglai who was squatting on the ground with a wave of his hand. "Cangfu, it is not time to deal with him. You squat down and take a closer look. This is what Wang Mang made. The puppet is driven by a weird bug the size of a fingernail, which is incredible!

A monster a few inches in size still has autonomous wisdom away from its owner. If I think about it carefully, I'm afraid I can't even do this kind of ability! "

The angry Cangfu listened to Penglai's words, couldn't help but snorted, and mocked disdainfully: "That Wang Mang is only good at some tricks. What about he is a connoisseur of bugs? In the face of unmatched power. It's a chicken dog! It's just a joke."

Penglai shook his head faintly, and squeezed that little part of the monster's limbs with his fingers. He felt something was wrong, but he didn't explain anything to Cangfu. From the bottom of his heart, he still somewhat agreed with Cangfu's remarks.

This Wang Mang is really good at playing with insects, but he can kill Wang Mang by just waving his hands after he has surpassed those forty-nine sky thunders!

But in any case, he was always a little uneasy in his heart, and these weird bugs always felt that they would bring him a lot of trouble.

"Forget it, it's just a false alarm, Cangfu, let's go back." After an assassination, Penglai was uninterested and went on shopping, and directly took Cangfu back to the big tent stationed by the river.

But what Penglai didn't know was that at the same time they were assassinated, the cultivator's residence hundreds of kilometers away gradually became a little unusual.

"Huh? How come Wang Daochang has time to visit me today?" The middle-aged man wearing a black and red hooded coat with a goshawk embroidered on his chest saw that the door of the house was pushed open, and his hand writing brush calligraphy paused. , Looked up and saw that it was a small sect master who had some fate and low strength, and asked a little surprised.