"Hahahahaha!" The Ghost Mosquito actually let out a monstrous laugh. "How is it?
Do you feel fear now? "
"Pei!" Zhong Huazheng spat disdainfully. "Trash monster, do you think you're strong just because you have more?"
He had come to a conclusion too early. The bodies of the tens of thousands of Ghost Mosquitoes seemed to be merging with each other, and the whole body was shrinking. Suddenly, a silver-white light burst out, and a real Ghost Mosquito about 50 meters tall finally took shape.
Even if Zhong Huazheng had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs run before. He also knew the characteristics of the Devouring Realm's monsters. Many ordinary monsters didn't have much killing power individually, but when grouped together, their numbers would cause a qualitative change. They would evolve into high-tier monsters, becoming a true Devil Race.
The Federation had always thought that the Devouring Realm's monsters were very simple, but they didn't know that the Devil Race's intelligence was not inferior to that of humans.
At this moment, the Ghost Mosquito had truly taken shape. With a flap of its wings, a gust of wind blew across the bridge. This wasn't an ordinary hurricane, but a gust of wind mixed with Origin Energy and poison. The wind had a strange, gloomy green color, and the silk-like flow of energy within could be seen with the naked eye.
As the wind blew, Zhong Huazheng felt his breathing become sluggish. He didn't have time to warn his two subordinates. All of his Origin Energy was pushed to the limit, and the Flaming Sun Golden Shield took shape. It stood in the middle of the bridge like a pyramid, and the shield trembled non-stop.
However, the Ghost Mosquito didn't stop after a single flap. It flapped its left and right wings fiercely. After flapping seven or eight times in a row, it flew high into the sky and flapped its wings. It felt as if the bridge was being flapped out of shape.
This could no longer be described as a hurricane. It was completely a poisonous storm.
Zhong Huazheng was barely able to hold on, but the two Ice Warriors were in a miserable state. The sky-blue Ice Shield was still very sturdy at first, but slowly, cracks began to appear on it. The cracks instantly expanded into a spiderweb, and finally, with a crack, it shattered.
As soon as the shield broke, the two of them began to scratch their bodies with all their might. It was obvious that they had been poisoned and felt itchy. As the poison deepened, a terrifying scene finally appeared. The two Warriors were just like Meng Fan from before. Their skin began to fade, wither, and rot …
One of them probably couldn't stand the pain and jumped off the bridge while howling. The other couldn't hold on for too long. After a few howls, he also jumped off the bridge. There was no need to look to know that these two were finished.
Zhong Huazheng was strong, and his Flaming Sun Golden Shield did not shatter. However, this was not the way to go. The Ghost Mosquito kept flapping its wings, and all of his Origin Energy was used to maintain the shield. He had no energy left to attack. In the end, he was wasting energy for nothing.
The monsters in the Devouring World were divided into Soldier, Warrior, Fierce Warrior, Commander, Daemon General, Demon Soul, Elder, Grand Elder … Among them, the Fierce Warrior level was a watershed. After becoming a Fierce Warrior, they could control lower-level Soldiers and Warriors.
The Demonic Spirit level was the second dividing line. Monsters at this level possessed magical powers and treasures, which were equivalent to the secret manuals and godly weapons of origin ability users.
Starting from the Demonic Spirit level, the growth and change of every level brought about an extremely shocking increase in strength. They were not as straightforward as the increase in strength of origin ability users. For example, Xue Yue Mountain was at the Elder level. He truly possessed the wisdom of the Demon Race. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to spend so many years with Feng Jian Zhen and Water Drop.
All the way to the Ancestor level, which was above the Great Elder level, was no longer something that a single human expert could deal with. They were not afraid of Battle Monarchs or Battle Saints. They had all kinds of methods, and it was not a simple competition of Origin Energy, but a collision of skills between different civilizations.
Just like the current situation, Zhong Huazheng was still desperately resisting the astral wind. However, the thick thorns of the Ghost Mosquito suddenly shot out a dark blue demonic light. This light was almost no different from the railgun on the starship. This demonic light burned the Scorching Sun Golden Shield with a hissing sound. Not long after, Zhong Huazheng could no longer hold on. The shield was blasted open with a bang. The light beam hit his chest, and he was directly sent flying.
In Ding Meng's vision, Zhong Huazheng's heart was hit by a cluster of black poison. Although this poison was not fatal, it was like the energy of the Demons. It completely imprisoned the origin of his heart. If it could be described, it would be that the originally dazzling origin was wrapped in a cluster of filthy pus, unable to display its original function.
With a bang, Zhong Huazheng fell heavily to the ground. At this moment, his aura had already fallen to the Battle Master level. Even though he had all kinds of martial arts secret manuals and the essence of ultimate skills, they all died in his womb before he could use them.
However, he was very smart. He quickly got up, turned around, and ran. He directly jumped off the bridge. His goal was very simple. If he could not win, then he would run. He had to save his life first.
The Ghost Mosquito in the sky laughed loudly. "This place is now my territory. Do you think you can run away?"
Suddenly, a scream came from the abyss. This was clearly Zhong Huazheng's voice. Ding Meng sighed. He was too lazy to watch. If Zhong Huazheng had been more polite to him, he might have helped him. Unfortunately, this guy thought too highly of himself. He had a lot of Origin Energy, but he was brainless. Most importantly, he still wanted to kill him.
Since you think you are so strong, then you can face the Ghost Mosquito's Gale alone.
From start to finish, the Ghost Mosquito did not attack Ding Meng. Ding Meng also remained motionless. At this moment, the Ghost Mosquito flapped his wings in the air, as if he was carefully observing Ding Meng. "You are not human!"
"Oh?" Ding Meng was a little surprised.
The Ghost Mosquito said, "You have the aura of my race on you, but you are human."
Ding Meng secretly thought that this monster's eyes were sharp. He had once cultivated underground on Planet Extreme Flame and absorbed the Flame Origin Energy of the Flame Butterfly Race. He had also interacted with the Black Butterfly Demon Empress. His body had indeed refined a lot of energy, so it was reasonable for him to have the aura of the Demon Race on him.
The Ghost Mosquito spoke again. "Since you did not attack me earlier, and you also have the aura of my race on you, I will spare you!"
"Spare me?" Ding Meng revealed a strange smile.
The Ghost Mosquito's voice was a little impatient. "What?
It is your good fortune that I spared you. Look at how unwilling you are. Do you still want to stand in my way? "
Ding Meng pointed at the super crystal behind him. "You call this the New World Energy?"
The Ghost Mosquito said, "Nonsense. If you don't leave, then kneel down and accept your death!"
Ding Meng sighed. "If you had encountered anyone else, they might not have been able to do anything to you, no matter how strong they were. However, you encountered me, so you are in for a bad time."
The Ghost Mosquito said angrily, "How dare you speak to me like that!"
Ding Meng sighed. "There is one thing you don't understand. Your methods are useless against me, because I am your nemesis!"
The Ghost Mosquito decisively flapped its wings, and the astral wind mixed with Origin Energy and poison swept over again. However, Ding Meng did not reveal his shield, nor did he retreat to avoid it. He knew that these moves were completely useless in front of this astral wind. Using them in vain would be futile.
He had the K-virus to protect him, and his physical fitness was many times stronger than Zhong Huazheng and the others. He stood in place and enjoyed the breeze, perfectly fine.
"Huh?" The Ghost Mosquito was clearly shocked. "A puny human like you is actually immune to the Devil Hat's poison?"
Ding Meng knew about the Devil Hat's poison. Meng Yan had told him about it before. It was the upgraded version of Little Red Riding Hood's fifth generation. Only the high-tier demons of the Devouring World had it, and it was refined in the sacred lake of the Devouring World.
But so what? No matter what kind of poison you used, the K-virus was the nemesis of all poisons. Ding Meng's confidence came from this.
With a whoosh, the Ghost Mosquito's thorns spat out a beam of demonic light again.
This time, he could not just stand there and let it hit him. Ding Meng decisively raised his left hand, and the Divine Light Bracer was instantly activated, turning into a bright white shield in front of him. When the dark blue beam of demonic light hit the shield, it was like water flowing into a lake.
Ding Meng could sense that the Ghost Mosquito's beam of demonic light was the toxic essence of the Devouring World that had been refined many times, supplemented by Origin Energy and Crystal Energy. It was just that the scale was not large enough. If there was enough energy, it would be even more powerful than the main and secondary cannons of a starship.
But it was still the same question. So what?
Did the low-tier energy from the Devouring World dare to challenge the high-tier Divine Light?
This wasn't a matter of energy, but rather, it was a matter of suppressing him in terms of quality!
The Ghost Mosquito spat for a long time and finally realized that something was wrong. Not only was the demonic light unable to penetrate the other party's body, but it was also pouring energy into the other party.
It decisively stopped spitting and asked in a harsh voice, "What kind of monster are you? Are you a human? Are you a demon?"
Ding Meng smiled. "Since you've been polite to me, I'll spare you!"
This was what the Ghost Mosquito had just said, and Ding Meng had returned it to him.
The Ghost Mosquito was furious. "What a joke! Do you really think that I can't do anything to you?"
It spread its wings and suddenly swooped down from the sky like a giant fighter. The two antennae on its front legs were like steel blades dozens of meters long. It was trying to cut Ding Meng in half.
Whoosh!
A cold light flashed on the bridge, and Ding Meng was indeed cut in half.
But the problem was that Ding Meng's body was not cut in half. He was still smiling, and his figure was gradually fading. This was obviously a fake body.
Crap!
The Ghost Mosquito also realized that something was wrong. It turned its head again and found that Ding Meng had already flashed above its head.
It wasn't that it hadn't seen these light speed type martial skills of the humans before, but the most taboo thing for humans was to engage in close combat with the Devouring Realm monsters. It really couldn't understand why Ding Meng had flashed over.
"Kid, do you really want to die?" the Ghost Mosquito said angrily.
Ding Meng smiled. "Your poison isn't much. Have a taste of mine."
He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a pure-white liquid. This was the blood that he spat out after using his Origin Energy. For the monsters that plundered the world, the K virus was undoubtedly the king of poisons.
I can't do anything to you in the sky, but if you dare come down, I can spit all over your face.
This mouthful of blood landed directly on its eyes. The Giant Ghost Mosquito looked as if it had been burned by fire. It immediately jumped around madly and let out a shrill scream. This scream was no longer the scream of a living creature, but rather the strange sound of a demonic wind blowing through the valley. It echoed in the abyss and was particularly frightening.