The expert can tell if there is any one. Ling Xian achieved the effect of shocking all the skills with just one fireball technique. Wei Yunchen was originally full of confidence in himself, but now he was a little nervous.

It turns out that people should not behave like a person, and the sea water should not be measured. The ancients did not deceive me. This Ling Xian, ancestor Ling, looked at him without any attention, but after taking action, he realized that the other party was really a rare strong man.

Famous!

Although the other party promised to use only the power of the Nascent Soul level, Wei Yunchen no longer dared to underestimate him at all. Of course, he would not give in easily.

Even though his natal magic weapon was frozen, he still had many other magical powers that he had not used.

This thought turned around in his mind, and he stretched out his hand and took it off at his waist.

A slap pocket appeared in the palm of my palm.

Then he raised his hand and sacrificed it.

In an instant, the buzzing sound made a loud noise, and countless ants-like spirit insects swarmed out from the bag and instantly turned into insect clouds about acres.

The momentum was amazing and swept towards Ling Xian.

"This is……"

Ling Xian's pupils shrank slightly.

Iron spirit ant!

As the name suggests, this spirit insect is known for its incompetence, and its five elements spells have almost no effect on it, and its physical defense is even more amazing and difficult to describe in words.

Among the wild and strange insects, it is enough to rank among the top 100.

Don’t think that this ranking is very low, the species of wild and strange insects are hard to count, and the top 100 are already very high.

Logically speaking, let alone a mere Immortal cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, it would be extremely difficult for a monk Tongxuan to raise such a spirit insect.

Seeing the smallest, we can also see that this Young Master Wei is not an ordinary immortal cultivator and has great strength.

The head of the Qingmu Sect changed color erectly, and even Fairy Wanbao and Ling'er's beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Imagine how to deal with such a scene if I were in a different place with Ling Xian.

If you can exert all your strength, it goes without saying that no matter how strong the defense of the Iron Spirit Ant is, it is relatively common. For the same level of god-transforming cultivators, it is certainly invulnerable to swords and guns.

But compared to the power at the level of tribulation, it is not worth mentioning. It can be crushed into powder easily, and it is not a threat at all.

But this is just a hypothesis. It is just a competition in front of you. Brother Ling also promised to only use the power of the Nascent Soul level.

In this case, how could it be possible to deal with this overwhelming attack? If you were to be alone, you could only wait for death.

However, Ling Xian's expression did not look panicked.

Zhizhu is in the grip!

Wei Yunchen couldn't help but be surprised. Even if the other party was a strong man at the tribulation level, how could he deal with his own attacks when the mana power he could use was limited?

In addition to doubts and surprise, he didn't have to worry about it, because soon, Ling Xian gave the answer.

Ling Xian still did not sacrifice any treasures, one was not needed, and the other was not.

At the same time, he did not release any spells.

It is not because of the utmost importance, but because of the limited magic power, no matter how magical it is for one's use of magic power, its power is limited.

It is OK to deal with ordinary situations, but it is useless to deal with iron spirit ants known for their defense, or to show off their skills.

Since you know that you can do this, why bother to be ugly here?

So what should Ling Xian do?

Don't worry, he has his own way to deal with it.

In the blink of an eye, the huge insect cloud was only a few feet away from him.

There was no fear on Ling Xian's face. He suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed it between his eyebrows, and then released a powerful divine thought.

No, that divine consciousness is not ridiculously strong, it is only relative to the peak level of the late Nascent Soul monks.

However, unlike the ordinary divine thoughts that came out, Ling Xian held his hands and with his movements, the divine thoughts turned into a material and invisible thing.

And they are flying needles one by one.

It is much smaller than ordinary embroidery needles, but the number is extremely large, dense and uncountable.

He met the overwhelming insect clouds.

And this is just the beginning. Next, Ling Xian's driving of divine thoughts reached an amazing level.

Although the number of flying needles transformed by those divine thoughts was not messy at all, they were in order. Each flying needle just hit the head of the Iron Spirit Ant.

The sound of jingling is endless in my ears.

None of them fell into nothing.

This use of spiritual consciousness can be described in more than one precise way.

Incredible.

Whether it was Wei Yunchen or the old man in Taoism, they all widened their eyes, and they admired Ling Xian in addition to admiring him.

If they had not witnessed it with their own eyes, they would not believe the scene in front of them. The sound of "puff puff puff" came into their ears, and the spirit insects fell like rain. In just a blink of an eye, the overwhelming insect clouds were already falling.

All things are mutually reborn and restrained. This iron spirit ant also has its shortcomings. Whoever says it is really invulnerable to swords and guns. Yes, this insect's physical defense is indeed amazing, and it has almost immune effects on the five elements spells.

But so what?

You can still kill this insect with divine thoughts.

But it is easy to talk about, but not many monks can really do it.

Because the divine thoughts must be condensed like an embroidery needle and hit its head to achieve the ideal effect.

As a high-level immortal cultivator, you can use your spiritual consciousness to transform your spiritual thoughts into a certain shape.

This is not difficult.

But what people usually transform into is flying swords, flying swords, or pythons and tigers.

The difficulty of turning into an embroidery needle is more than a hundred times higher.

What's more, one or two flying needles are useless, and these iron spirit ants usually appear in groups.

In this way, if you want to win, you must transform into thousands of embroidery needles, and each one must hit the head of the Iron Spirit Ant.

This is simply an impossible task.

But Lingxian did it.

And understate it.

When he sees the small things, how powerful should his divine consciousness be?

Wei Yunchen's face was full of shock. He had always been a cultivator with a high opinion of himself. He had been practicing to the middle stage of the God Transformation in just two hundred years.

Therefore, even when facing a cultivator who is far stronger than himself, he is still respectful on the surface, but deep down he does not feel that the other party is so great.

But it was just a few years earlier than me and embarked on the path of immortal cultivation.

In time, I may not have achieved such achievements.

No, it's far more.

I will definitely be even better.

He has always believed in this.

However, at this moment, his confidence was shaken. He found that although pride was right, he seemed to underestimate the heroes of the world too much.

Not to mention anything else, this is the ancestor Ling.

On the surface, it seems to be extremely ordinary. If he doesn't take action, who would have thought that he has such amazing strength?

He underestimated his trick and resolved it.
Chapter completed!