Because the insects were tiny, and the two onmyoji had scattered them.
The entire area where the evil cultivators stood was filled with insects.
In an instant, evil cultivators began screaming.
"Ah!"
"Insects! Gu insects!"
"Fuck, that kid over there is a gu master!"
"Fuck, run!"
"The insects are too tiny. We can't see them at all!"
"My head is so dizzy. What kind of gu insects are these? I'm even having slight hallucinations!"
"..."
The evil cultivators all cried out, their faces filled with shock and terror.
At the same time, I picked up the Three-Skull Round Fan.
I sneered coldly.
"Not one of you is getting away!"
As I spoke, I fiercely swung the Three-Skull Round Fan.
Ghostly energy and evil mist blew forth with a whooshing sound. The insects would not be affected by the ghostly mist, but these evil cultivators would.
Under the influence of the ghostly mist, many evil cultivators had their movements restricted and were shrouded within it.
That made it easier for the Iron Mystic Insects to attack them.
"Ahhh..."
Screams rose and fell, ringing out continuously.
"It's over, I got bitten! I got bitten!"
"It hurts! It hurts so much!"
"Save me! Save me..."
"Save your mother! Do I even know you that well?"
"..."
All sorts of cries rang out as evil cultivators fell one after another.
The remaining ghost cultivators and the like did not dare approach. They turned and ran.
Even the evil cultivators who had not been bitten fled like mad.
Right now, they only wanted to leave this place.
Enjoyment was great, but they had to stay alive to enjoy it. What the hell could they enjoy if they were dead?
As for Senior Brother, he was watching the onmyoji's corpse.
Naturally, he would not let a