Yuan Yu stood by the abyss of the Blood River, facing the filthy blood water, his shadow was one foot away from the river bank, and suddenly there was a rustling sound in the blood water, and a dark tail slapped past the water. This was a strange monster in the Blood River. I don’t know if there were any strange magical powers. Fortunately, these monsters would not jump out of the Blood River, so I don’t have to pay attention to it for the time being.

Fishing for flocks requires great patience. Fortunately, the old Taoist priest of Yuanyu is close to Guixu, and he has been the leader of his Cainu Sect for tens of millions of years.

What he lacks the most is patience. Unlike the concentration of other fishing people, Master Yuanyu put his hands in his sleeves, squatted towards the river bank, squinted his eyes, and was listless, just like an old farmer basking in the sun by the river.

It was almost like taking out a tube of dry tobacco to smoke!

It is very exhausting to keep your focus on fishing animals. It is impossible to maintain this absolute focus for a long time. Many fishing animals feel that they cannot maintain this concentration, so they go back to the middle of the Kun corpse to rest for a while. Because of the taboos of fishing animals, they don’t make a sound and wait quietly on the shore.

Looking at the performance of Yuan Yu's old Taoist, their expressions were a little weird. After exchanging a few glances with each other, the fishing gangsters were a little unfavorable about the future of this strange old Taoist priest.

Everyone was waiting by the side, paying attention to the situation on Yuanyu Laodao, which was quite interesting to watch the fun.

They also knew that these two new faces should be newcomers from outside, and most of them were the Lord of the Taoist King Golden Immortals. But in this blood river, are there still few Daoist King Golden Immortals dead? In fact, what about? There are countless... There are its own rules here, and it is not something that the Taoist King Golden Immortals can violate...

Fan Wujie stood next to the river bank. For a Taoist lord like him, it is naturally not difficult to stand at attention without shadows. In fact, the creature is not a particularly dangerous monster. It is the kind of monster that cannot be ranked among the Blood River monsters, because its predation characteristics are too obvious. As long as you protect your shadow, or simply eliminate your shadow, it is not troublesome to avoid this danger.

The real danger is to lure the greedy mind of insects to attack. If you don’t hunt this strange insect, there is no need to risk this sect.

It can be said that everyone who died here is not innocent.

"Can the insects sense the prey?" Fan Wujie looked at the old Taoist Yuan Yu very relaxed, knowing that he didn't need to keep quiet by himself, and even deliberately relaxed his spirit to lure the insects into the bait.

"The insects and the angler are in a mysterious balance, and they treat each other as prey... Hunting and being hunted are a pair of contradictory opponents, and the loser becomes the supreme reward for the other... The monks fishing insects here understand this, so we respect this law." The Taoist master who was waiting on the shore spoke leisurely.

"Almost every excellent fisherman is destined to die at the hands of insects."

"But we do not hate these humble insects, and we even love them a little, because we understand them, observe them, hunt them, peel them off their skins, and protect us from living in this terrible Jedi. We all know that worms are tiny, weak animals, and they are extremely humble in this world."

“Just like us!”

"It is precisely because we understand this little insect and because we fight with them every day that we understand this kind of insect. They are weak and humble, but powerful because they follow the law. Countless ferocious beasts that are thousands of times stronger than them have become bones here, but this little insect survived tenaciously because of the survival wisdom of its clan."

"First focus!"

"Every competition between insects and fishermen is a concentrating competition. It can detect your distraction, detect your slightest trance, and then launch an attack. Only those who are more focused than it can hunt it. Without concentration, insects cannot detect the moment when the fishermen are distracted. It is natural that it kills us, and this is the reward it deserves."

"The second is patience... Don't think that insects do not need patience. A insect lurks and attacks us with its short life. Many insects have never found a chance to take action in their lives, so they die calmly and will not take action. A humble life is waiting for a lifetime, how patient is it."

"The third is sacrifice. The life of the gods is waiting for a reason... to reproduce. They use their concentration, patience, stalemate and accumulation in exchange for a chance to burn themselves and kill creatures that are millions of times stronger than themselves, so that their descendants can reproduce on the enemy's corpses, but they will die after that!"

"If a creature is lucky enough, it will only shoot twice in a lifetime. Once it is to shoot the enemy's shadow with its own poison sand, and the second time it is to shoot the countless eggs that it carries as thin as dust on the enemy's corpse, and then die quickly. The corpse of this dead creature loses most of its essence of life and immunity, but we will not kill it before it lays its eggs."

“Because it has reason to enjoy its own loot.”

"Every fisherman regards insects as a respectable opponent. We hunt the insects, and then when we die, our bodies will become a new breeding ground for it to hatch offspring. This is the cycle of life!"

"So, every fisherman is alone."

"This is a fight between people and monsters alone..." Fan Wujie pretended not to hear the old Taoist tactful advice, joking. If someone persuaded him with the culture here, he would abandon his companions and risk his life to maintain the so-called "tradition", then he would be a fool!

Don’t look at this Taoist lord so much.

Most of these cultures of fishing were later attached to the meeting. At the beginning, the fishing people did not have such boring feelings. They were mostly just to fight for everything. In order to survive, these things should be effective experiences summarized later, and then all strange explanations were attached to the meeting. If the monks in the Jedi could come up with a way to hunt insects in batches without taking risks, the alien creatures here would have been killed long ago.

When the old Taoist saw that Fan Wujie was not interested in this trick, he muttered that he was indeed a newcomer brought by the Escape faction. It was impossible to reflect on the escape after despair. Only survival is the only choice.

Fan Wujie reacted in a daze. The old Taoist lord's words accidentally revealed a message. Not everyone has hope of escaping. It seems that this place is divided into two groups: the prison escape escaping faction and the desperate survival sect. Some people are always escaping here, but some simply accept their fate and choose to stay here and survive.

At present, it seems that the two factions are just in conflict in concepts and the actual relationship is not very bad.

After all, there is no conflict of interest between the two sides, and the escaped faction also needs to survive, and the survivalists may not have completely given up their hope of escaping.

At this time, in the blood in front of the old Taoist Yuan Yu, a tiny dust haze suddenly expanded to the size of a football. It was covered with purple-black outer skin, as dark as an old turtle, but its actual shape was indeed a three-legged beetle-like beetle. The size and color of this worm all matched the level of the worm introduced by the mummy.

It expanded from the size of dust to the size of a football, giving Fan Wujie only a thought reaction time.

And it launched an attack and shot out a faint colorless fine sand, which was even shorter and half a thought. Fan Wujie then discovered that the old Taoist Yuanyu had already turned into a trace of residual soul, just like the last time he escaped from the pursuit, a faint black shadow, although floating in the air, was invisible and material, and there was no so-called shadow.

At this time, it can be said that Yuan Yu Laodao is already sure to win!

The Wannian Worm just expands into the attack form and requires the Taoist Lord to have a thought, and this time is enough for Yuanyu to change the form, and the shadow disappears in concept.

Fan Wujie still took action, using the true water of the universe to disturb the time when the insects are invisible. Under the influence of his innate universe light sap, the space from the insects to the shadow of the old Taoist was extended by ten light years, or ten years, the time barrier. The insects' faint colorless poisonous sand flowed through this distance. The poisonous sand with the poisonous properties of the universe light was like the universe light, and it was difficult to isolate and blocked by any force, even the universe light barrier.

But the true water of the universe will also have an impact on the poison of the universe. Even if it fails to delay ten years of time, it will reduce the absolute speed of the universe in this foot of space to ten thoughts. The speed of the poisonous sand of the time is exactly close to this absolute speed.

A tiny insect actually evolved into a mysterious magical power close to the speed of light.

Of course, this is also related to the strange characteristics of the light poison sand at that time. This extremely poison called poison sand is actually closer to the divine light. In the heavens and all realms and the prehistoric universe, the divine light spell is the closest to the original form of the universe. The universe itself is also a kind of divine light. Legend has it that the divine light that was swallowed in the eyes of the Pangu family Zhulong God is the innate substance closest to the essence of the universe in the prehistoric world.

It is called the universe light.

The second is the true water of the universe light among the nine innate true waters, which is also an existence that is extremely close to the essence of the Great Way of the universe light.

This strange poisonous sand is the third innate universe light substance known to Fan Wujie that is close to the essence of the Great Way of the World. It is taken from the Yellow Spring Sand at the bottom of the Blood River by the worms, extracting the poison of time and the power of decay. It is a metamorphic product of the Great Way of the World.

Of course, the poisonous sand emitted by the insects is not a completely innate substance, but an acquired derivative object that is contaminated with acquired substances. With just a little innate nature, with this innate power, it can penetrate the protective magical power barrier of the universe that is unfavorable along the way of Fan Wujie.

The poison of insects can be seen.

It took the ten thoughts of Time Poison Sand, and this time was enough for Yuan Yu to transform ten times. It can be said that there was a huge margin. A ghost of Yuan Yu's old Taoist drifted to Fan Wujie, watching the insect poison sand sprayed to the original shadow, and then disappeared in vain. Just like the light of the universe, Fan Wujie wanted to collect a ray of Time Poison with the true water of the universe, but only kept less than one ten thousandth of the wisp before it dissipated.

A ray of Taiyin divine light at Yuan Yu's fingertips passed through the head of the ten thousand-year-old worm, and reached out to pop out a wisp of tiny invisible true energy, hooking the corpse of the worm out of the blood river.

Looking at the 1000-year-old worm that was only the size of a football, and comparing his own figure, Yuan Yu's old Taoist had no choice but to find that it was necessary to get nearly 300-year-old worms to get the two of them a velvet that completely covers their bodies.

But what is embarrassing is that the two of them found that even if they were separated, they were enough to hunt insects alone without any risk.

Whether it is Yuanyu's transformational power or Fan Wujie's true water of the universe, they are enough to safely hunt down the ten thousand-year-old insects.

"It seems we need to talk about the share of the share!" Fan Wujie said without a look on his face: "Before, you were taking risks, you were 70% of the share, but now it seems that the risk is not as great as you imagined! You dare to ask for 70%..."

"Don't forget... this is just a ten thousand-year-old insect. What if it is a ten thousand-year-old insect?" The old Taoist priest Yuanyu was extremely casual and said calmly: "You can do it! If you don't want to divide it, you can do it alone!"

"The spits from my Fan are all a nail!" Fan Wujie said firmly: "Since the agreement is over, I will not regret it. There is only one thing we haven't talked about yet..."

"What?" Yuan Yu said solemnly.

"We only say that the greatest value of the insect is its skin, but I just discovered a treasure outside of the insect skin that is no less than that of the insect skin, and it means more to me... that is the mouthful of poisonous sand that the insect is born."

"Poison Sand!" Yuan Yu's face was a little surprised and suspicious, and he whispered: "Are you planning to fight Poison Sand?"

"You have thought about it. After countless disasters in this blood sea, I didn't find that the poisonous sand of the insect was a treasure? It's something that everyone can think of... but the risks..."

"It's big!" Fan Wujie wrapped the wisp of time-light poisonous sand he had collected with the real water of the universe. It looked like a little crystal clear crystal sand. He signaled: "The poisonous sand of the insects has the nature of the universe, invisible and intangible, and is very easy to be melted by the long river of the universe that flows in the universe. After the insects shoot out the poisonous sand, it will be fleeting and a load will be shot out. Even if I retain it with the real water of the universe, I can only preserve it. After all, my real water of the universe cannot be compared with the long river of the universe..."

"So, before the insects can emit poisonous sand, they can stagnate it with the real water of the universe, and then dissect the insects and get the sand!"

"Now before the insect shot the sand, kill it?" Yuan Yu shook his head and said, "Impossible!"

"You need a thought to use the real water of the universe. After one thought, the insect has shot out poisonous sand. It only takes one thought to complete the expansion of the sand!"

"To be precise..." Fan Wujie added: "It is a thought, adding a time of vague and uncertainty, with vectors attached."

The preparation for the insect to shoot sand is carried out simultaneously with the expansion of the body, so poisonous sand is shot out after a thought. But in fact, after the time of a thought, the insect is in a state of not shooting sand, which is equivalent to a laser generator, completing all the preparations for laser emission, but it also needs to give the laser a vector action.

This action cannot be rationalized because there is no actual action.

But it is indeed the key to being able to use it.

As long as the insects are about to expand and be ready to shoot sand, kill the insects with the real water of the universe light, you can obtain a complete insect corpse that has not yet shot sand.

Yuan Yu Laodao came back to his senses and said, "But when you think about it carefully, it is not impossible. So you want to obtain poisonous sand, but you want to increase your share, so that the olddao can give in? Don't forget... Poisonous sand is very important to you, it is a big killer weapon that is not inferior to the true water of the Zhouguang River, but it is not that important to me. If you want the olddao to take a huge risk for you, you still want to be silent. You can't convince me by just suffering losses before!"

Fan Wujie said: "The previous share of interests was because you took greater risks, but this new interests were because I wanted to make greater efforts. Without the magical power of the universe, it was impossible to obtain poisonous sand... So I am six and you four!"

Yuan Yu's old Taoist smiled treacherously and said, "Boy Fan, teach you a good person! It is not only the labor force condensed in it, but also the scarcity of things. Yes, you condense more labor force in the poisonous sand, but so what? It is extremely scarce to you and very important to me, but it is not as important to me as insect skins."

"That is, the power to determine the value of things is in my hands!"

"Why do I have to work so much to get something that is not necessary for me? And I already know your thoughts, yes, we have the opportunity to get poison, but that must be combined with both of us. At this time, I am in a scarce position of labor, that is, my labor is scarce to you and has greater value."

"The most terrifying thing is that I am not only scarce, but also have a monopoly position. Apart from me, you cannot obtain the poisonous sand of insects."

"Qi San, I want 70%!" Yuan Yu Laodao Lion spoke up and explained: "I have already drawn the conclusion that I have considered the value of your labor force. If you don't bargain, you will probably be separated and you will be fishing for the same fish."

Fan Wujie thought for a moment and was determined to see Yuan Yu. Although it was very painful to be slaughtered, the time poisonous sand is indeed very important to him. No matter how heartache, he has to agree. However, Fan Wujie asked: "The value of poison is not as great as me for you, so I want all the poisonous poison."

"Yes..." Yuan Yu's old Taoist rubbed his hands and smiled sinisterly: "But is the price you have to pay? Hehe..."

In a trance, Fan Wujie seemed to see himself tied to the slaughter platform. A butcher with a slutty smile and a hateful face was sharpening his knife. The sharp butcher's blade was extremely sharp... After negotiating the price, Fan Wujie was still a little tragic. He touched his sleeve and said in a daze: "It's a big loss! It's a big loss... It's a big loss!"

"I'm afraid I have to work for five million years to pay off my debt!"

The two of them had been busy by the Blood River for twenty years, and their robes were all worn by the power of destruction. Fan Wujie had to barely cover his body with a patch after patch, and his whole body was sewn with scraps of skin. On the other side of the old Taoist Yuanyu, there was a wide Taoist robe all over the body, all sewn by the whole piece of skin, neat and beautiful, with a rich and luxurious appearance.

Anyway, when the fishing zombie resting next to him saw it, he looked dazzling with wealth.

Fan Wujie looked like a beggar, wearing a short leather jacket that could not be covered, and was wearing a broken robe that was leaking everywhere. He looked like a young and promising beggar's head in his prime.

Tears filled his eyes and he stared at the dozens of crystal-like sand on his right hand, which were the time-light poisonous sand refined with the True Water of the Universe Light. The dozens of them combined can be transformed into a congenital sand mother...the sand of time.

If the sand mother is separated and turned into countless invisible poisonous sand, mixed into the real water of the universe, the sand will take advantage of the water, and the water will rise and the sand will have a great power of one-tenth of the destruction and death of the universe that will wipe out all the disasters of the universe. This magical power was named Shaohua Hongchen Sand by Fan Wujie.

The meaning of taking the youth is not to leave it for the young, and the meaning of three thousand red dust is stained with gorgeous hair.

The world is stained with turbidity, and the youth is not left...
Chapter completed!