The three of them looked back and saw that the jade sword pierced into the mark, and suddenly a blood-red light burst out, which was very dazzling.

"The Curse of Blood, this is the Curse of Blood." The old man hurriedly shouted: "Don't you, you are simply confused. Go back to the house, go back to the house, come back to the house quickly."

"In just a moment, millions of blood worms on this extreme snow land will arrive quickly. Don't underestimate the power of this blood worm. No matter how weak the things are, they will be very terrifying once they are in groups."

Even one chopstick is easy to fold, but two are difficult to fold, let alone these countless bloodworms.

Hearing this, Pangolin and Xia Wei immediately let Han Sanqian enter the room. However, Han Sanqian smiled and kicked the door directly to close, then hit the door with an energy in his hand and locked it.

OK, come on, Han Sanqian was worried that he could not get rid of the roots.

Then, Han Sanqian leaned slightly against the wall, waiting for the so-called thousands of bloodworms.

At this time, the three people who were locked in the house were a little stupid and hurriedly wanted to open the door, but how could they open the door that Han Sanqian sealed with energy?

The old man sighed: "Hey, young man, I really don't know how high the world is. Before the injury is healed, I... it's so arrogant. I really don't know what to say about him."

After saying that, he got up, returned to the table, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it all in depression.

"Senior, how powerful is this blood worm's revenge? I think Sanqian can ravage the old mother worm at will. It should be a big problem, right?" Xia Wei walked over worriedly and asked tentatively.

The pangolin nodded and followed.

The old man looked up at the two of them, shook his head, and was helpless: "Yes, Mr. Han's ability is indeed beyond my imagination. I thought he was an ordinary person, but he could... be so powerful."

"But you also need to know that there are thousands of strange things in this world. Although this blood worm seems to have no attack power, it is actually..."

"It's so scary."

"Once the mother insects are killed, it is equivalent to the destruction of ancestors and sects. All blood insects will enter the crazy attack mode with no chance, which is even more fierce than the angered bee colony."

"In addition, their number is huge, if they don't die..."

Speaking of this, he sighed: "They will not stop until they kill the target, and then use their bodies to reshape a new mother of the earthworm."

"Or, let's find a way to help him." Xia Wei looked at the pangolin.

The pangolin was hesitating, after all, he had to consider Xia Wei's safety, but the old man waved his hand: "Since he wants to deal with the revenge of the bloodworm by himself, then let him go."

"Don't say he is your friend, even if he is a husband or brother, what can he do?"

"Senior, what do you mean?" Xia Wei frowned and asked strangely.

The old man smiled: "We describe the large number as thousands, even millions, but that's just an adjective." The old man shook his head, very bitter: "Or it is said that these numbers were passed down to others by the past, and others passed them to the next generation, and they can't stand the age of many years to this day."

"What the old man means is that the millions of vegetation you used to plant were just the number passed down from others decades ago, hundreds or even thousands of years ago?" Pangolin asked in confusion.

The old man nodded: "Sure, just like I know the millions of bloodworms from others. But who knows this legend from whom was passed down from many years ago, and who knows?"

After these words, the two were stunned. In other words, if this was a legend ten thousand years ago, then until today, these bloodworms had already been reproduced and grown for ten thousand years, and their number would be the original number?

Its current number may have increased exponentially, several times, or even hundreds of times...

With this thought, even the pangolin and Xia Wei couldn't help but feel cold on their backs. The elephant might be able to kill an ant at will, but what's the significance of the elephant in tens of billions of ants?

"Three thousand!"

Thinking of this, the two of them suddenly turned their hands and looked out the door, murmuring about worry...
Chapter completed!