"So annoying!"
Ji Hao complained, while stretching his arms and standing in front of the other people. His whole body was burning like a human-shaped torch. Countless black bugs opened their jaws, showing their dense and sharp teeth, spurting dark-green saliva, and rushed madly towards Ji Hao.
However, whenever they came at a hundred zhang distance from Ji Hao, their bodies would begin to turn red. If they moved tens of zhang further closer, all their internal organs would be burned, causing their bodies to become solid and empty black carapaces.
A visible muddy sphere of wind appeared behind Feng Xing's body. Within that sphere, a blurred silhouette could be seen twisting madly and intensely. After the appearance of the silhouette, countless tiny streams of whirlwinds blew up from the ground, rolling the empty carapaces up and out of the mine.