After about ten minutes, the blood columns ejected from the rocky ground completely stopped.

At this time, there was a pool of blood around the thatched hut.

Nicely, Zhao Yiran heard the sound of water waves shaking through the cracks that the little ants melted on the rocky ground.

"There is still inside?"

Zhao Yiran frowned slightly.

Wow ~!

Xiao Ling shrugged her nose, seemed to notice it, and shouted at Zhao Yiran a few times.

At this moment, a cold wind came to my face!

Huh~!

Huh~!

At the moment when the cold wind blew, Zhao Yiran felt a chill on his spine, his pores instantly expanded, and layers of goose bumps rose.

Buzz ~!

The little spirit who was waiting beside Zhao Yiran swayed, and the burning blue flames instantly swelled up, rustling in the air.

Only then did Zhao Yiran feel a little more comfortable.

Looking closely, the little ant stepped on the surface of the pool of blood and quickly moved to the vicinity of the column of vomiting blood.

"Little ant, be careful..."

Before Zhao Yiran could remind him, the little ant began to spray a large amount of formic acid at the hole!

"Is there something in it?"

Seeing this, Zhao Yiran couldn't help but feel nervous.

The appearance of pools of blood is accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

It's not just the smell of blood.

There is also a stinking smell that belongs to the blood.

Zhao Yiran learned that the source of this blood was the tomb on this Eternal Mountain.

When Zhao Yiran first came into contact with the blood of the dead, he discovered that there were a large number of bacteria and viruses, as well as some undetectable things.

To be on the safe side, Zhao Yiran indirectly closed his perception and exploration ability.

Xiao Ling did this too.

But when the cold wind suddenly appeared, Zhao Yiran noticed something was wrong.

Xiaoyi's actions even made Zhao Yiran verify his guess.

As the saying goes, something abnormal will happen.

I don’t know how long this much blood has been around, there must be...

"Xiao Ling, go!"

Zhao Yiran shouted softly.

At the same time, two powerful spiritual power groups condensed from the palms.

Buzz ~!

With two strong techniques, they penetrated into the body of the little ant at the same time.

The little ant's body expanded instantly, reaching the size of a washbasin.

Formic acid, the thickness of the arm, was poured into the blood hole endlessly.

"The armor technique, get up!"

The little ant seemed to be not attracted by the pool of blood under his feet.

But Xiaoling kept screaming, but she didn't dare to go forward.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiran quickly supported a tortoise shell spiritual power ball in his palm and directly slapped Xiao Ling's body.

As the ancient armor appeared on Xiaoling's body, Xiaoling's body rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Huh~!

Just as the little spirit jumped to the entrance of the blood hole where the little ant was located, the dark blue flame instantly ignited the formic acid that was constantly ejecting.

Boom~!

The blue flames that were flying into the sky soared into the sky.

The little spirit moved in a row and brought the little ant to Zhao Yiran's side.

Just when Zhao Yiran thought that no matter what it was, he would be "cooperated" with the little spirit and the little ant.

The pool of blood under my feet began to boil suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, what surprised Zhao Yiran was that the pool of blood began to shrink sharply and quickly gathered towards the rocky ground in the thatched hut.

Things happened in the blink of an eye.

Almost as the little spirit and the little ant landed, all the pools of blood that had been covered with blood had been retracted.

And the flame that rose from the sky also disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Yiran stood behind Xiao Ling and Xiao Ant, squinting his eyes.

Suddenly, the ground under Zhao Yiran's feet shook.

Bang~!

A loud bang came.

The entire thatched hut exploded directly.

A round thing flew out from it.

Just the moment it flew over.

His body was divided into two.

Then there is two-part four.

Four-point eight...

Almost in an instant, there were about sixty round balls spreading across the space in front of Zhao Yiran.

Hiss~hiss~!

One after another, another strange sound filled Zhao Yiran's ears.

A pair of eyes that looked like ghost fire stared at Zhao Yiran viciously.

At the same time, gusts of cold wind were hovering around these spheres.

It was exactly the feeling that Zhao Yiran felt before.

Aww~!

The little spirit standing in front of Zhao Yiran swayed, and two howlings arose at the same time.

Two heads appeared on Xiaoling's neck at the same time.

The little ant jumped between the little spirit's heads.

An electric arc flashed above the two tentacles.

Buzz ~!

Just as the little ant's body fell between the little spirit's heads, a sudden bright ring completely wrapped the little spirit's body.

It is that halo of power.

Aww~!

Aww~!

Xiaoling's howlings continued.

Substantial sound waves rippled out, resisting the gusts of cold wind emitted by those spheres.

A series of substantial muffled sounds kept coming out.

Whoosh swish swish swish ~!

The little spirit and little ant's movements were faster than Zhao Yiran's expectations.

But the movements of those ball objects caught Zhao Yiran off guard.

At this moment, those singular ball objects that originally divided into static bodies began to swarm.

Under the illumination of the blue flames on the little ant, it was like a moth to the flame.

Thorn~! Thorn~!
To be continued...