"Not good, it's a Red-Faced Centipede! Its flying speed is extremely fast. Quickly kill this monster!"
At this moment, Qingmang Taoist's face flashed with murderous intent as he shouted loudly. He spat out a ball of essence energy, hitting the flying fork. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, the flying fork transformed into a streak of light, directly stabbing at the strange centipede in front.
At the same time, he began to shout again, "Everyone, do not be careless! The Red-Faced Centipede is strong. The crimson fire it spits is three times more powerful than our Dan fire!"
Even without his reminder, everyone naturally wouldn't be careless.
Before he could finish speaking, the Red-Faced Centipede shook the wings on its back, instantly shifting several zhang horizontally in the air.
Qingmang Taoist's flying fork magic weapon missed the monster, angering the Red-Faced Centipede instead.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling frowned. The strange centipede's movements were unexpectedly so fast. He didn't dare to be careless either, circulating spiritual power throughout his body.
Then, he heard Ding Ruochao say coldly, "Junior Sister Ye, Elder Long, the two of you deal with the surrounding centipedes. Fellow Daoist Zhang, the three of us will deal with this monster."
As soon as she finished speaking, a strange 'ga ga ga' sound was heard. A black light flashed on the Red-Faced Centipede's body, transforming into a long black shadow, pouncing directly towards Qingmang Taoist.
Qingmang Taoist's face darkened, both surprised and angry. With a shake of his sleeve, a ball of purplish-black spiritual energy flew out, heading straight for the oncoming centipede.
In the blink of an eye, the ball of purplish-black spiritual energy reached the centipede, about to hit it.
But the next moment, the centipede's long body swayed, its speed increasing sharply, dodging the attack.
But then, several rings of fireballs appeared around it, smashing onto its body.
This was the attack released by Qingmang Taoist's two-headed giant python.
Ga ga ga!
Another strange cry, the wings on the Red-Faced Centipede's back trembled slightly, transforming into a gray shadow again, shifting a distance to the left.
And where it had been, a silver light flashed, several thunderballs collided, exploding into a field of silver arcs.
Hmph!
Ding Ruochao snorted coldly, a colorful light flashing from her sleeve. A long ribbon was summoned, sweeping towards the Red-Faced Centipede.
Silver light flickered on the ribbon, bringing with it a burst of silver electric arcs, transforming into a silver light, and entangling with the Red-Faced Centipede.
As long as the ribbon wrapped around the centipede, it would release large amounts of electric arcs.
However, the centipede had sixth-level strength, and a black carapace, making its defense formidable. This kind of attack couldn't cause substantial damage.
Zhang Ling was naturally embarrassed to stand idly by. He sighed inwardly, focusing his divine sense on the extremely fast Red-Faced Centipede.
The only way to safely pass through this place was to kill this beast first.
Otherwise, having such a fast, high-level monster following behind wouldn't be a good thing.
He formed a sword gesture with his hand, tapping the blue flying sword several times. The sword body glowed, directly transforming into a blue light, slashing towards the centipede.
This blue flying sword was an ordinary magic weapon, without any special attached supernatural powers, but the materials it was made from were sturdy, mixed with some gold crystal, making it difficult to damage. Using the flying sword's body to strike was also quite powerful.
The other two who were dealing with the surrounding two-winged centipedes also used formidable methods.
Elder Long, holding the jade fan in his hand, under the circulation of green light, it swelled several times in size, and he vigorously waved it forward.
A storm of cold mist mixed with ice thorns swept towards one direction.
Several giant centipedes were instantly turned into ice sculptures. Then, the old man frantically fanned the jade fan towards another direction.
Within a few breaths, he killed twenty or thirty giant centipedes.
In the other direction, Ye Zimei rapidly tapped the three treasure beads above her head. Under the circulation of the beads, six or seven red firebirds, each about ten feet long, flew out first.
This time, these firebirds didn't attack, but quickly merged in mid-air, guarding a giant fire phoenix about sixty to seventy feet in size.
The fire phoenix chirped lightly and flew around the surroundings, scattering countless fireballs the size of heads wherever it passed.
This scene was like casting the effect of the second-level spell, Heavenly Fire Talisman. The fireballs landed on the bodies of the two-winged centipedes, constantly burning, although they couldn't kill these giant centipedes immediately.
But the fireballs also burned the centipedes' wings to tatters, and a large number of centipedes lost their ability to fly and fell one after another.
However, compared to the two of them, Zhang Ling and the other two who were dealing with the Red-Faced Centipede didn't look too good.
Zhang Ling's flying sword attack on the Red-Faced Centipede could only leave some slashes on its carapace, unable to break its defense for the time being.
Unless he could attack the centipede's abdomen and other vital points, he wouldn't be able to kill this sixth-level wild beast in a short time.
Compared to Zhang Ling, Ding Ruochao's attack was much stronger. This woman seemed to cultivate thunder-attribute techniques, and the silver lightning she released was not only fast but also powerful.
But every time she used a silver lightning attack, she had to wait a few breaths before she could release it again.
This gave the wild beast time to breathe. Its speed was very fast, and it could dodge ordinary attacks with a flash.
Zhang Ling's heart sank, wondering if he should use some other means to trap this wild beast.
Suddenly, a metallic sound came.
It was Qingmang Taoist casting a spell, seemingly with considerable power. A golden copper pot appeared in his hand at some point, emitting a sound like a bronze bell.
This person held the copper pot in one hand and formed a hand seal with the other. Then, he spat another mouthful of essence blood onto the copper pot. Golden light flowed on it, shooting out a ring of golden light balls. Qingmang Taoist shouted.
The golden light balls twisted and changed, stretching into thin lines as fine as hair. These golden lines shot towards the Red-Faced Centipede like shooting stars.
At this moment, the Red-Faced Centipede was constantly fighting with Zhang Ling's flying sword and Ding Ruochao's ribbon magic weapon. Caught off guard, it was entangled by several strands of golden silk, greatly reducing its speed.
The remaining silk threads swarmed, instantly entangling most of the centipede's body. These silk threads were very tough, and no matter how much black gas the centipede emitted, it couldn't break free.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling and Ding Ruochao quickly activated their magic weapons, increasing the intensity of their attacks.
But the next moment, the black gas originally flowing on the Red-Faced Centipede's body turned crimson, and at the same time, a strong fire spiritual power was felt gathering.
Then, with a loud 'bang', the red spiritual power outside the Red-Faced Centipede's body exploded, and the golden silk threads that entangled it broke one after another.
Zhang Ling's flying sword and Ding Ruochao's ribbon magic weapon were also shaken several zhang away by this shockwave.
The blue flying sword even emitted a buzzing sound, obviously suffering some damage.
Looking at the Red-Faced Centipede again, the crimson patterns on its body had dimmed a lot, obviously not having an easy time either.
