You continue to roll! I'm going to learn to catch ghosts

dead!

This is impossible!

I am the protagonist, how could I die like this!

Even if I die, I have to find my grandfather and die, otherwise what should I do if I don’t have the regret in my heart!

Twenty meters away!

Seeing that every hell-scurrying ant is extremely sharp and looks slender, it is full of danger and has the power to devour the world.

Moreover, it also possesses a powerful and destructive aura, and even the soil in the city has been dyed into a dead silence by the hell-scurrying ants.

In an instant, Mu Jiu felt an indescribable and terrifying smell instantly fill his body. All the pores on his body seemed to be open. The strong smell made his body tremble involuntarily.

He knew that he only had less than a second of life left in the end. Mu Jiu kissed Shu Ruitong's lips, trying to make his last second last as long as possible.

Looking at the dense swarm of hell-scurrying ants, the Barbarian King Beast gritted its teeth and resisted the horrible nausea that would make itself vomit.

Xue'er just woke up from her sleep and saw this almost desperate scene.

She closed her eyes tightly and laughed at the last moment.

Brother Shiqiao...

Xueer is here to accompany you...

The five people all closed their eyes, feeling the trembling around them and the hell-scurrying ants coming from all directions. They gave up their struggle and quietly waited for the moment of death.

The trembling on the ground lasted for nearly twenty seconds, and suddenly several people felt that the trembling was gradually weakening.

what happened?

Could it be that the hell-stalking ants are gone?

It's impossible. It's impossible for the hell-scurrying ants to move within a hundred miles unless they are destroyed!

Mu Jiu slowly opened his eyes. He only felt a gleam of light shining from his neck, and endless warmth amplified from his neck.

The next second, a familiar figure flashed out of the light.

This man was about 1.8 meters tall, wearing an official uniform and an official hat. A strange energy was looming on his body.

He slowly came to Mu Jiu's side and picked up the small red coffin that his father left for him from his neck.

He seemed to feel the changes in Mu Jiu's mood. He fluctuated slightly, but soon returned to normal.

This person was the teacher who led Mu Jiu to the path of becoming a Heavenly Master. Without him, Mu Jiu might not have been able to achieve such results.

He was Bao Guoan, who had saved Mu Jiu several times, and had been hiding in the little red coffin on the pretext of recovering from his injuries.

If it weren't for the fatal danger, Mu Jiu would not be able to find any trace of Bao Guoan, but he respected such a face very much.

"Bao Guoan!"

"What's wrong with you? Come out!"

Mu Jiu almost roared these words.

Several people nearby also saw Bao Guoan in official uniform, and their eyes couldn't help but reveal a glint of light.

Even as a being in the realm of five souls, Rey couldn't see through what kind of existence Bao Guoan was. He could only see deep fear in his eyes.

If Bao Guoan wanted to kill Rey, the ease would probably be no different from the difficulty of the hell-scurrying ants devouring them!

Bao Guoan held a small red coffin in his hand, and at some point the soul-sealing mirror in the treasure map also floated above their heads.

A ray of white light visible to the naked eye was produced within the reflection angle of the soul-sealing mirror, and the light enveloped Mu Jiu and the others.

The seemingly bland light isolates tens of millions of ants around them from the light. Even if the ants have the power to devour all things, they cannot get in at all.

Does the soul-sealing mirror still have such energy?

This scene shocked several people, especially Mu Jiu, who only knew that the soul-sealing mirror was a treasure left by his father, and had never seriously studied it, let alone used it in this way.

If this scene was enough to shock a few people, what they saw next shocked their jaws.

The hell-scurrying ant colony that originally made them unable to resist is now like a toy.

In Bao Guoan's hand, he took out the small red coffin and directly integrated the nearest hell-scurrying ants into it.

What a means!

Mu Jiu has never seen it, let alone used it!

"Boss, you have such a treasure, why don't you use it? It scared me to death just by looking at it!"

It was the Barbarian King Beast who was speaking. His pants had already been soaked with a substance. Although his tone was somewhat complaining, now he was more thankful.

I am glad that I can survive, and I am glad that I did not die in the hands of those ugly hell-scurrying ants.

After calming down, Mu Jiu also took a deep breath. He didn't know why the little red coffin had such an effect.

Of course, when I first saw the hell-scurrying ants, I had no time to think about it. I only felt the oppression of death making it impossible to breathe.

Now that he had calmed down, he realized that those hell-scurrying ants seemed to be very afraid of the light of the soul-sealing mirror. He walked up to Bao Guoan and patted his body.

"Bao Guoan, long time no see!"

Bao Guoan glanced at Mu Jiu and nodded in approval, his eyes still solemn.

"The matter is not over yet. I have only temporarily suppressed these hell-scurrying ants. The more terrifying things have not yet begun!"

Mu Jiu was stunned: "What!"

"We will need to rely on your strength to help suppress it later, otherwise we will definitely die."

The red light released by the little red coffin shone brightly, and it was conservatively estimated that it had swallowed at least tens of thousands of hell-scurrying ants, but a steady stream of hell-scurrying ants could still be seen coming towards them.

"Brother Mujiu, will nothing happen to us?"

Xue'er wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and pulled Mu Jiu's left arm without restraint, while Shu Ruitong held his right arm.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen if I'm here."

But at this moment, Mu Jiu's eyes tightened, because he suddenly saw the overwhelming hell-scurrying ants coming towards him like artillery fire.

The number and group far exceeded the first siege just now, almost ten times as many as the original.

"Trouble is coming!"

As soon as these four words came out of Bao Guoan's mouth, almost everyone present felt their hearts tremble, and their eyes changed slightly.

Layers of frost condensed where the hell ants passed by, cutting off the surrounding air.

Amidst the rustling sounds, the blood on the ground that had become the ghosts of the Qingchi Ghost King was swallowed up by the ants.

Under the moisture of the blood ground, countless hell-scurrying ants slowly condensed and reshaped into a tall figure.

There are as many as one hundred thousand hell-scurrying ants forming a human-shaped black shadow more than two meters high. The dense ant colony will make people suffer from trypophobia just by looking at it.

"Chichichi..."