The flame in the Wandering God's Lantern flew out like a fire dragon, swallowing up large swaths of small locusts.
The dozen Yinzai who came with the two wandering gods either raised flails or took out water and fire sticks, formed a tight formation, and fought against those little locusts.
Everyone attacked Dong, and countless small locusts turned into ashes.
Otherwise, the force of disaster and chaos could not be extinguished, but instead spread bit by bit in the void.
Some green grass on the ground turns a withered yellow color at the slightest touch, as if its vitality has been sucked away.
The Yin Chaos were affected by that force and their speed slowed down.
The faces of the two wandering gods were serious. The strength of the big locust in front of them was beyond their expectation, and it was so difficult to deal with.
And the big locust was also very unhappy. If he were outside the Wubao, the power he could exert would not be several times what it is now. With his full strength, he would be able to win even if the opponent is almost defeated.
But no matter how unwilling he was, he still couldn't gain much advantage, and the battle situation was quite anxious.
Qiu Ping looked at the situation, and of course he couldn't watch the show from the sidelines. He grabbed the landlord's crutch from the leg of the little carp next to him.
The cat lowered its body and walked quietly behind the big locust.
His body was tense and his legs raised the crutches high.
Although the big locust is focused on the battle, it has compound eyes, so it can naturally see the situation behind it at a glance.
When he saw a small loach trying to sneak up on him, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. On the surface, he was pretending not to know, but one of his hind legs had already been secretly accumulating strength.
"ha!"
Seeing that the stick in the little loach's leg was about to be smashed away, his hind leg instantly turned into a phantom, and he kicked it back hard.
No, he was fast, but he didn't expect that little loach to be faster.
He had only extended his leg halfway when he saw the stick turn into a shadow, and then he was hit hard on the head.
In an instant, his body shook, countless stars were spinning in front of his eyes, and his mind was empty and red.
Could that crutch be made of a century-old jujube wood, and then tempered by the Earth God for hundreds of years? It would be much harder than pig iron.
"What are you talking about about martial virtues with that evil heretic? We are all standing shoulder to shoulder!" Qiu Ping shouted as he hit his leg with a move.
The army of loaches behind him all rushed forward, bumping into or biting each one in a desperate manner!
Especially the little carp, which rushed directly into the face of the big locust, and flapped its fins repeatedly, making the big locust's face crackle.
"We all deserve to die!"
Big Locust gradually woke up from the concussion in his brain. When he opened his eyes, he saw a red carp holding his face and waving it around. The anger in his heart had reached the extreme.
The green runes were intertwined, forming a dark cloud on his head. If he didn't look carefully, there seemed to be countless locusts flying in the east.
There is the priesthood he controls [Leaping Leg].
[The first sight of Huang'aojing, the spiritual liquid turns into a spring. The color is bright and green, with cold purple edges]
The golden light flickered for about ten breaths, and then it all turned into flowing light and fell into Qiu Ping's good fortune.
His original fortune was seven points red and three points red, and he was a standard eighth-grade god.
As the golden light flowed in, the red color in his luck suddenly increased, while the red color became much less.
In the blink of an eye, he became blessed with nine points red and one point red.
Then it is absolutely certain that he is in the right eighth position.
Just try not to make any mistakes, and you will most likely be promoted in a few years.
"Eh? What's going on? Is it possible that Jing Xinghuai passed the Jinshi examination?" In the autumn of last year, the examination happened to be next year. Qiu Ping calculated the time and found that it was indeed the month when the Jinshi examination was announced.
Hey, we just came across a potential stock.
Qiu Ping suddenly became happy. Jing Xinghuai wrote a small poem to the east when he was a scholar. However, as his status increased, the power of good fortune contained in that poem became more and more profound, and he also gained a lot.
benefit.
As for Han, no other scholars would come to Huang'ao Village, otherwise he would probably try to fool a few more people.