Countless Spirit-Devouring Moths with their flapping wings were quite irritating.
Although the old woman's face was expressionless, the long whip in her hand transformed into an incredibly agile white shadow, smashing all approaching Spirit-Devouring Moths into powder. At the same time, two ancient treasures floated beside her.
One was a red orb, condensed with fire spiritual power, which transformed into a several-dozen-foot-long fire dragon spewing countless flames.
The other was a foot-long green jade ruler, which, as it rotated, released countless long, strip-shaped leaves, looking like enlarged bamboo leaves. Each leaf was extremely hard, like sword light, leaving a gash on any Spirit-Devouring Moth it touched, cutting nearby moths into pieces.
Even so, she couldn't attack the nests hidden within the swarm of moths for the time being. With her strength, she could deal with one or two nests alone in a short time.
However, she was now surrounded by the moth swarm, feeling somewhat restricted and could only delay as much as possible.
If she used some powerful spells, she could quickly eliminate a large number of Spirit-Devouring Moths, giving her a chance to kill one or two nests.
But such spells consumed a lot of spiritual power and took a long time to cast, making them very inefficient. Naturally, she couldn't use them recklessly unless it was a critical moment.
Fortunately, she had already notified Senior Brother Huang Yun, the Grand Elder of the sect, who must be on his way back now.
With her strength and the Flowing Cloud Formation, she could hold off several nests for a while. Huang Yun would be able to return in at most an hour and a half.
As for why she was so sure, it was because she had exchanged messages with this senior brother in the past few days. His location was not far from the sect.
If it weren't for the appearance of these troublesome fierce insects on the island today, the sect disciples would have been able to cope with ordinary beast tides.
Suddenly, a soft cry entered her ears. Hearing this sound, the old woman immediately stopped entangling with the Spirit-Devouring Moths, her figure flashing several times to escape the swarm.
The terror of the Spirit-Devouring Moths lay in their ability to devour all kinds of spiritual power and their immense numbers.
Although many Spirit-Devouring Moths had evolved once, they were not mature moths. Even with their numbers, dealing with them was just troublesome and couldn't trap them, these Nascent Soul cultivators.
After escaping the moth swarm, the old woman saw a giant white cloud flying not far behind her. The white cloud flowed rapidly and then materialized, instantly transforming into a hundred-丈 (zhang, a unit of length) sized white mist giant bird. Sun Zhangmen's voice came from the giant bird's mouth.
"Senior Aunt, we are here to help you."
"Good, with your assistance, we can hold off this group of Spirit-Devouring Moths. We might even have a chance to destroy the nests within," the old woman nodded, no longer stingy with her spiritual power. She circulated the spiritual power throughout her body, urged the magic incantation in her hand, and flicked the white long whip in her hand.
This treasure gradually swelled, turning into a white giant snake more than twenty 丈 long. With a shake, it split into five or six identical giant snakes, all fiercely pouncing into the Spirit-Devouring Moth swarm.
At the same time, the two ancient treasures in her hand also displayed their full power. They transformed into a thick fire dragon and a large number of green bamboo leaves, wrapping the old woman and rushing into the moth swarm again.
The white bird controlled by Sun Zhangmen also shrank in size several times in soft cries, but the giant bird became more solid, and colorful feathers grew on its body.
From a distance, it looked like a real colorful phoenix, emitting extremely strong spiritual power fluctuations, vaguely possessing the pressure of a transformed demon beast, but it seemed to be lacking something. However, it was still several times stronger than an ordinary seventh-order peak demon beast.
The phoenix let out a long cry, and its colorful wings spread out, emitting a large cloud of colorful mist, shooting out a rain of spiritual light swords of different colors, all attacking into the moth cloud with a whooshing sound, killing thousands of two-winged Spirit-Devouring Moths in one wave.
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At the same time, Zhang Ling also encountered no small trouble. The outside of the small array node he was guarding was covered with densely packed two-winged Spirit-Devouring Moths.
These guys were hard all over, endless and countless, impossible to kill.
Fortunately, as time went on, he also observed that the spiritual power gathered on this small array node was getting stronger and stronger, and even the guarding green light curtain became much thicker. It should be no problem to resist for a while.
Suddenly, Zhang Ling sensed that his primordial spirit vibrated slightly. His face changed slightly, but in an instant, he showed a look of great joy. This was the Second Primordial Spirit sending back a message.
He quickly sensed it. The Second Primordial Spirit had originally assimilated with his main primordial spirit, so he didn't need to transmit messages like other cultivators, needing the divine consciousness of both sides to be within range.
Within a thousand miles, he could sense some of the Second Primordial Spirit's situation. To transmit accurate messages, he could also transmit them quickly within two hundred miles.
Through the message sent back by the induction, Zhang Ling knew the specific situation of the Second Primordial Spirit.
According to the message sent back, the Second Primordial Spirit had indeed obtained the Gathering Cloud Technique, but it had also exposed its whereabouts and was trapped in a closed place not long ago. No wonder no news had been sent back.
Now it had escaped, but what surprised Zhang Ling was that the Second Primordial Spirit had actually reached an agreement with Huang Yun, the Grand Elder of the Flying Cloud Gate, to resist the swarm of insects, in order to resolve the conflict.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but frown slightly, not knowing whether this was good or bad for a while.
At the same time, the Xuan Turtle and the Red-Haired Sable also appeared somewhere on Qi Yun Mountain.
The Second Primordial Spirit controlled the Xuan Turtle to look around. They appeared under a cliff, next to a huge waterfall falling down, the roaring scenery was not bad. It was indeed still on Qi Yun Mountain.
The Red-Haired Sable directly turned into a red light and flew towards the city wall, and the Xuan Turtle did not stop, and also turned into a black light and followed closely. They were both very fast, and in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they arrived at the city wall area.
I saw that there were two layers of array shields outside the city wall of Flying Cloud City. The outermost shield was already in danger, and it looked like a large piece of black substance was about to break through it.
The Second Primordial Spirit was also the first time seeing a dark mass of Spirit-Devouring Moths, and was also stunned for a moment.
"I didn't expect the situation to be so critical. Three insect nests have appeared on the city wall. The old man's real body is not here. Although he can control this spirit beast to exert some strength, he can only hold off one insect nest at most. Xuanling Daoyou, can you solve the other two insect nests?"
Huang Yun's divine sense incarnation appeared on the Red-Haired Sable, glanced at the situation in the city wall area, and said to the Xuan Turtle.
"Since this king has agreed to your request, he will naturally take action."
"Then I will trouble you."
The Red-Haired Sable arched its hands very spiritually, and then its aura strengthened. It was originally the strength of a seventh-order demon beast, but it instantly increased by one or two times. It turned into a dazzling ball of fire and rushed into the area with the most Spirit-Devouring Moths outside the city wall.
