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The next moment, a large group of carrion ants rushed out of the sea of ​​​​fire and rushed towards Wang Qingjun and others. Wang Qingling patted the spirit beast bag around his waist, and a thick white python flew out. This second-order snow cloud python was raised by her since childhood and has been bred to the second-rank middle-rank.

The Snow Cloud Python opened its **** mouth and spewed out a large piece of white cold air. When the carrion ants touched the white cold air, the surface of the body quickly froze and fell from the air.

Wang Qiuming manipulated nine golden spikes and turned them into nine golden lights, circling them uncertainly. If a carrion ant approached them three feet away, the golden light would hit them and fall from the air.

There were too many carrion ants, and they rushed towards Wang Qingjun and the others from all directions as if they were going crazy.

Wang Qingjun frowned, opened his mouth, and a palm-sized red command flag flew out. The surface of the red command flag was covered with a layer of red rays of light, with a powerful aura.

The fire cloud flag, the natal magic weapon, has been refined into the soul of the second-order high-grade monster fire cloud python.

Wang Qingjun injected the mana into the Huoyun Banner, and the Huoyun Banner soared in size. A dazzling red light erupted from the flag, and it turned into a red giant python more than ten feet tall. The whole body was covered with red scales the size of fists, and the body surface was wrapped in a layer of red flames.

The red giant python opened its **** mouth and rushed towards the carrion ants. The carrion ants touched the flames on the red fire python and turned into flying ashes. They condensed into a purple giant python and rushed towards the red giant python. At the end of the round, they fell behind.

Wang Qingjun made a pinch, and the size of the red giant python soared, biting the purple giant python's body in one bite, and a large cloud of blue smoke came out. .

Like chopping melons and vegetables, the red python swallowed most of the purple python with ease.

As soon as the purple giant python scattered, it turned into a large group of carrion ants, fleeing in different directions.

The red giant python opened its **** mouth and spewed out a large piece of red flames, covering them. After a while, the flames dissipated, and there was not a single carrion ant left.

Wang Qingjun waved at the red giant python with one hand, and the red giant python turned into a red flag, disappeared into his mouth and disappeared.

"Twelfth brother, your natal magic weapon is too powerful. It would be great if I could also have a natal magic weapon."

Wang Qingling said in an envious tone that she built the foundation relatively late and did not have her own natal magic weapon.

Wang Qingjun grinned and said, "This was made by Ninth Uncle himself. If you make a great contribution, you can ask Ninth Uncle to make a natal magic weapon for you. This time, the swamp land is an opportunity. To take advantage of."

Wang Qingshan's personal strength is very strong. With Wang Qingshan there, they don't have many opportunities to make meritorious deeds. This time, Wang Qingshan did not participate in clearing the swamp, and Wang Qingjun led the team. Naturally, he had to perform well.

"Yeah! If the seventh uncle makes a move, we'll just pick up the leaks, but there's no chance of making merit."

Wang Qiuming smiled and agreed.

Wang Qingling nodded with a smile, and put away the Snow Cloud Python.

"Purple tiller itself does not have much medicinal value, but purple tiller will continue to produce miasma, which is easy to attract poisonous insects to gather. Purple tiller flowers that are more than a hundred years old can be used to arrange some kind of poison array. Twelfth uncle, look at us. Would you like to pick some?"

Wang Qiuming pointed to the purple flower sea in front and said slowly.

"No need, there are many poisonous insects in the place where the purple tiller flower exists. For some petty profit, there is no need to put the clansmen at risk."

Purple tiller flowers that are more than a hundred years old are worth some spirit stones, and purple tiller flowers that are more than a hundred years old are in the depths of the flower sea. Wang Qingjun does not intend to waste too much time here. The obstacle avoidance beads consume a lot of mana, and they have to clean up thirty In this area, the task is not small.

There are a lot of immortal cultivators entering the swamp, and it is impossible to guarantee that no one has a crooked mind. He needs to guard against other immortal cultivators.

He drew a circle toward the void with both hands, and a large red fire appeared, turning into a giant fireball the size of a house, and smashed the purple tiller with a fiery heat wave.

With a loud bang, the giant fireball turned into a large red flame, which spread rapidly in the sea of ​​​​flowers of purple tillers, and a burst of blue smoke appeared. You can see that many poisonous insects flew out of the sea of ​​flowers.

It didn't take long for the flames to go out, and all the purple tillers were burnt clean.

Wang Qingjun released a puppet puppet beast and walked in front, and they followed behind the puppy puppet.

There are countless poisonous insects in the swamp, either hidden in the soil, in the trees, in the weeds, or in the puddles, rushing out at any time to attack the passing immortal cultivators. Wang Qingkai has a lot of experience in hunting monsters. be hurt by these poisonous insects.

Along the way, there were no surprises, he killed some first-order poisonous insects, and picked some spiritual medicines for more than ten years.

After a cup of tea, they walked out of the jungle and came to a narrow valley.

A large area of ​​purple miasma filled the valley, and it was difficult to see what was inside. Wang Qingjun could feel that the flow of mana had sped up a little. The stronger the miasma, the more mana consumed by the obstacle avoidance beads.

There are steep peaks on both sides of the valley, and a large field of purple tillers grows at the entrance.

Wang Qingjun held his chin with one hand and analyzed: "There may be second-order poisonous insects here, Qiu Ming, blow the miasma away and see what's inside."

Wang Qiuming nodded, took out a cyan gourd the size of a slap, and hit it with a magic attack~www.readwn.com~ The cyan gourd instantly swelled, spewing out a large cyan hurricane, sweeping towards the valley.

Where the cyan hurricane passed, the purple miasma receded one after another, and Wang Qingjun and others could see the situation in the valley clearly.

Inside the valley is a large field of purple tillers that are as tall as one person. It seems that these purple tillers are over a hundred years old.

"There must be second-order poisonous insects in the purple tillers that have been around for so many years. I am afraid it is not a poisonous insect, but a group poisonous insect. Everyone, be careful."

Wang Qingjun said with a solemn expression.

The cyan hurricane dissipated, and the purple miasma condensed again, covering the valley.

"First burn the purple tillers to dispel the miasma, and then deal with the monsters."

Wang Qingjun sacrificed a red gourd and spewed out a large crimson flame.

The purple tiller touched the red flame, and suddenly it burned violently, and the fire spread rapidly, rushing towards the valley.

It didn't take long for a raging fire to ignite in the valley, and thick smoke billowed.

A strange roar sounded, a gust of wind flew out from the valley, and the flames flashed and died.

Seven huge purple giant scorpions flew out from the valley. The purple giant scorpion had four wings on its back, two tail spines, and some golden patterns on its body. The largest purple poisonous scorpion was four feet in size and sprayed poison from its mouth. Fog, the tail thorn is golden, it is a second-order high-grade monster.

There are seven purple poisonous scorpions, four poisonous scorpions are second-order monsters, and three poisonous scorpions are first-order monsters. It seems that they are a family.

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