Peerless Insect Deity

Gulu, Gulu... Balls of purple-black smoke spurted out from the rotten and stinky swamp. This was an endless world of stinking swamp, with purple-black miasma covering hundreds of feet above the ground.

In the miasma world, there are ancient banyan trees that look like hills rising from the ground. Some small banyan trees are about three to four hundred feet high, while the large banyan trees soar straight into the sky, reaching a height of several thousand or even ten thousand feet.

There are crowds of people on the trunks and branches of these banyan trees. Some people have built simple wooden houses. The small banyan trees seem to be equivalent to a village, the medium banyan trees are gathered into a small town, and the large banyan trees are formed into a huge human city. .

Quack quack!

A two-winged strange bird with a body length of about ten feet is flying with its wings loaded with cargo. There are three people standing above the head of the two-winged strange bird. They are an old man with white hair and an old man with a short sword at his waist. They are fifteen or sixteen years old. youth.

Both of them were wearing coarse cloth, with a faint purple light flashing in their eyes, and their faces were similar.

The young man seemed quite excited.

"Grandpa, after this shipment, our family will be exempted from the corvee?"

The white-haired old man smoothed his beard and let out a long sigh.

"Yes, after this trip, we can get three Yuan stones. As long as we hand over the three Yuan stones, our family can get thirty years of stability. Hey, you kid was not born in a good time. Ah, in the past, three yuan stones could be exchanged for one hundred years of corvee exemption. I don’t know what happened in the past hundred years. The Shen Shu Sect revised the rules twice. The first time it was reduced from one hundred years to one Jiazi. This time It has been reduced from one year to thirty years, and we don’t know if it will continue to be reduced in the future.”

The young man said angrily: "The Shenshu Sect, they say they want to protect our Zehai tribe, but they recruit hundreds of millions of young and middle-aged people every year. Most of them will never come back. I really hope A strong man passed by and didn't like him, so he killed him with a sword. "

"I heard that this is what is written in many travel novels."

The white-haired old man's face changed slightly, and he quickly covered the young man's mouth and whispered.

"Keep your voice down, my ancestor, you are trying to save your life. Now our entire Zehai tribe is controlled by the Divine Tree Sect. If you offend the Divine Tree Sect, your family will most likely be destroyed!"

The young man nodded repeatedly and smiled.

"Don't worry, grandpa, I just want to talk when no one is around. When I meet the monks from the Shenshu Sect, I always call the boys grandpa and the girls fairy. They have a sweet mouth. Last time there was a fairy who saw me. He was sweet and even gave me a pill."

The white-haired old man nodded.

"You brat, you have a lot of clever ideas. If you can put all of them into practice, you may be able to break through the pill-forming stage... In the future, you may be able to join the Divine Tree Sect and become a monk to pursue a higher realm."

The young man shook his head like a rattle.

"Don't join them and bully our Zehai tribe like them. If one day we enter the Dan Formation stage, I will take my sister and grandfather through this boundless swamp to go to the legendary place where there is no poisonous miasma and no rotting monsters. , a beautiful world without the enslavement of the Divine Tree Sect.”

The white-haired old man gave the young man a chestnut without hesitation.

"I want to eat shit at a young age. I heard the elders in the clan say that let alone the monks in the Dan-formation stage, even the Nascent Soul stage and even the out-of-body stage monks can't cross this swamp. Maybe only the powerful ones who transform into gods can't cross this swamp." It can be done.”

The young man tightened his grip on the dagger in his hand, his eyes firm.

"Then become a god and ask the monks of the Divine Tree Sect to call me grandpa. Then I will call myself my deity. Those guys can only pretend to be grandsons in front of me!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

I saw the purple-black swamp mist rolling on the ground, and a sharp scream came from the miasma.

The white-haired old man's face changed slightly.

"No, there's trouble. It's a swamp bat. I hope we don't encounter a big one. Get ready for battle. There can't be any loss of goods, otherwise we'll lose everything and we won't be able to afford the compensation."

The young man's expression also became serious, and with a clang, he pulled out the short knife in his hand. The short knife was slightly black, and the edge of the blade was cold, and it was obviously extremely sharp.

The white-haired old man made a secret with one hand, and a thunder bead wrapped in an electric arc appeared in his hand.

Sitting down, the two-winged strange bird seemed a little uneasy, and the speed of flapping its wings suddenly increased.

The old man quickly stroked the head of the two-winged strange bird with his other hand.

"Xiao Hui, don't panic, don't panic, we will protect you."

Chichi chichi!

The swamp fog surged again, and streaks of black light shot out from the fog, attacking at extremely fast speeds towards the two-winged strange birds. They were bats. The small bats were half a foot in size, and the big bats were Its wings spread two to three feet, its fangs are exposed in its mouth, its eyes are purple-red, and it is extremely vicious.

"Grandpa, take care of those little bats and leave the big ones to me."

The white-haired old man nodded.

"Be careful and don't get hurt, these swamp bats are highly poisonous!"

"Know it!"

The white-haired old man was making spells with one hand and chanting incessantly. The thunder bead in his hand turned into an arc of electricity and shot towards the bat group with a swipe.

Boom boom boom!

Thunder arcs erupted from the Thunder Spirit Beads. The moment the arcs came into contact with the little bat, it was scorched, and the little bat suddenly fell like rain.

The body surface of the big bat has condensed a purple demonic shield, which is difficult to penetrate with arc spells.

Seeing that the big bat was about to approach the two-winged strange bird, a sharp sword flashed away, and the big bat's demon power shield instantly broke and the bat split into two.

It turned out that the 15- or 16-year-old youth took off into the air and rushed into the bat group with great agility. Every time the knife flashed, a big bat screamed and fell into the purple-black miasma.

The battle between the two grandfathers and grandsons and the swamp bat group lasted for a cup of tea. The number of bats decreased sharply, and they had to flee and disappeared into the poisonous miasma.

The white-haired old man was panting and pale, and sat on the head of the strange bird. The young man slowly fell beside the white-haired old man. There were two or three bloody wounds on his body. The wounds had begun to rot and there was purple miasma attached.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

The white-haired old man waved his hands repeatedly.

"It's just that the mana is exhausted. It's you who are so reckless in fighting. Hurry up and apply medicine!"

The young man took out a small porcelain bottle and sprinkled herbal powder on the wound. He heard a sizzling sound like frying meat and white smoke came out of the wound. The young man grimaced in pain.

At this moment, another strange change occurred. A white light flashed in the sky, and then a flaming meteor fell from the sky and fell into the miasma of the swamp.

"Grandpa, it seems like a person fell down!"