All of a sudden, broken shells of ants and a blue colored liquid spilled down from around the spell altar.
Ant Zhenren didn't care at all, chanting out incantations in his mouth. He casually pointed and hundreds of soldier ants rose up into the air. At the sides of their bodies, a pair of wind wings spread out as they flew into the air. Their flying ability was no weaker than those flying ants.
Along with the basic crystal ants that the four-winged flying ants grabbed up to throw down, even that lightning winged flood dragon was unable to fully protect the altar. Tens of crystal ants were missed out of and breached into the sword formation.
Zong Shou had been quietly waiting, only now did he open his eyes, grabbing the paper of the wooden table and heavily smacking it down.
In the next instance, the 2 long banners with lightning and fire wrote on them glowed out.