Chapter 1223 Moving Sand Dunes
There were two loud noises, and two magic weapons hit the Wasteland Demon Lizard at the same time. The demon lizard screamed, rolled and fell into the sand pit, and then a cloud of dust rose on the ground. The figure of the Wasteland Demon Lizard disappeared in the sand dunes, and it seemed to escape.
Seeing that the Wasteland Demon Lizard was hiding in the sand dunes, how could the monks be willing? They had been busy for so long just to get the corpse of the ninth-level demon beast so that they could take it back to exchange for the underworld stone. If the Wasteland Demon Lizard escaped, wouldn’t everyone’s work be in vain?
So everyone sacrificed their magic weapons and launched a carpet bombing on the surrounding sand dunes. There were endless noises around and dust all around. According to this attack intensity, as long as the Wasteland Demon Lizard was still hiding in the sand dunes, it would definitely be forced out.
The Ghost He Zhenren next to him released his divine thoughts while bombarding, and searched carefully in the surrounding sand dunes, not letting go of every piece of land. It is true that the wasteland demon lizard can avoid the detection of divine thoughts, but that is the result of everyone's attention not being paid to it. Once the monks get serious and do not miss any clues, the wasteland demon lizard will have nowhere to hide.
Sure enough, under such an intense search, the wasteland demon lizard could not hide anymore. It suddenly screamed, jumped out from under the sand, and rushed towards an empty space without caring. At this time, the wasteland demon lizard had several more wounds on its body, and blood was constantly oozing out. Obviously, it did not escape everyone's attack when it was hiding in the sand just now.
Everyone was waiting for this moment. How could it escape so easily? Without the words of Master Gui He, three magic weapons smashed towards the head of the wasteland demon lizard at the same time. I don't know whether the wasteland demon lizard forgot to dodge in a panic, or he was too seriously injured to dodge. All three magic weapons smashed on the head of the wasteland demon lizard, and his head suddenly sunk a large piece.
How could he survive under such a heavy blow? The wasteland demon lizard screamed again, then fell to the ground and twitched a few times before it stopped moving. Seeing that the wasteland demon lizard was finally killed, everyone smiled. This battle was quite difficult, but it was finally a success.
Although the body of the wasteland demon lizard was damaged in the battle, its value would be discounted, but each person could still get a few thousand or two thousand dark stones. Who doesn't like extra income?
Looking at the body of the wasteland demon lizard on the ground, Ghost Leopard Zhenren's face was still full of indignation. He was careless before and was ambushed by the wasteland demon lizard and lost an arm. For a Jindan cultivator, the disability on his body does not actually affect his strength much, but it still takes a lot of resources to fully recover. I'm afraid there won't be too many dark stones left this time. It's really unlucky.
Ghost Leopard Zhenren did not hesitate and walked directly to the body on the ground, ready to split the body of the wasteland demon lizard and collect all the useful things.
He had just walked up to the corpse and had not had time to do anything when he heard a rustling sound from the ground. A sand dune next to him seemed to come alive suddenly and moved on its own. What was going on? Could it be that the sand dune had mutated?
The monks present were all stunned. Even the knowledgeable Ghost He Zhenren could not figure out what was going on. Sand dunes could not mutate because they were dead things, just ordinary piles of sand. Then the only reason was that there was some monster lurking under the sand dune. Could it be a monster that could bring the entire sand dune to life? How big would it be? You know, the two or three feet long wasteland demon lizard hiding under it just now could only carry a sand bag several feet in size.
But no matter what, there was danger. Before the situation was clear, we must not let the moving sand dune surround us, so we retreated as best we could. Only Ghost Leopard Zhenren was reluctant to give up the benefits he had, and while retreating, he did not forget to take away the body of the wasteland demon lizard.
They were fast, but the sand dune was even faster. They had just started, and the sand dune was approaching them. It was then that everyone realized that the sand dune was not entirely made of sand. There were countless gray bugs mixed in the sand dune. It was only because the color of these bugs was very similar to the sand and they were small that everyone could not recognize them at the first time.
Each of these gray bugs was only the size of a red date, but they looked extremely ferocious, with sharp mouths and fangs, a pair of sharp mouthparts, and a faint cold light, which was daunting. Each bug had eight legs, each of which was covered with barbs. Once they were hooked, it was difficult to let them go. There were two hard shells on the back of the bug, each of which was printed with a strange white ghost face pattern, and under the hard shell, there were two short wings, which seemed to be able to fly.
Before, these gray bugs were hidden in the sand and could not be seen clearly. Now everyone realized that the number of these small bugs was countless, densely packed everywhere, and they could not be counted at all. If these were just ordinary bugs, there would be nothing to be afraid of. Every cultivator present could easily deal with them with a wave of their hands. What they were afraid of was that these bugs were extraordinary.
Sure enough, before anyone could remember the origins of these bugs, the bugs in front had already rushed to the side of Ghost Leopard Master. Then they heard a rustling sound, and thousands of bugs suddenly flapped their wings and flew up at the same time, actually rushing directly towards Ghost Leopard Master.
Ghost Leopard Master was also well-informed. Although he could not recognize the origin of these insects, he could tell from their daring to attack him that these insects were definitely not ordinary and he had to deal with them. So Ghost Leopard Master shook his hand, and a black talisman appeared in front of him. In an instant, a ball of purple flames burst out and burned towards those insects.
When the purple flames met those gray insects, there was only a crackling sound. Many gray insects fell to the ground after being burned, but many insects avoided the attack of the flames, rushed to Ghost Leopard Master, and then pounced on him.
Ghost Leopard Master had been prepared for this. In addition to the layers of defensive underworld weapons on his body, he also formed a dark shield on his body. Those gray insects lay on his body, but because of the layer of dark shield, it was not easy to hurt Ghost Leopard Master.
However, those gray bugs were not vegetarians either. They soon gathered in groups of three or five, hooked the barbs on their feet onto Ghost Leopard's body, and used their mouthparts to start frantically gnawing on Ghost Leopard's Nether Yuan Shield, as if it was not the Nether Yuan Shield but a delicious meal.