Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 761
But the old Taoist retreated when the attack was easiest to succeed, and even confidently retracted his gun.

Wang Hongda stopped, looked down, and was startled. His arm had been burned through, but because of the nerve paralysis, he didn't feel any pain.

The skin, flesh, and bones all turned into pus and fell on the ground, exuding an indescribable smell, and the pus that fell on the ground was still steaming.

"what?"

"teacher!"

Wang Xuesong and others looked anxiously at the calm Wang Hongda.

A green light flashed on Wang Hongda's body, and the melted flesh on his arm began to grow again, and the wound became smaller.

But the newly grown flesh was also melted, and the wound still couldn't heal, and more pus dripped down.

Seeing this, the old Taoist shook his head and said with a malicious smile: "The wound will not heal until the last piece of your flesh melts."

Wang Hongda tilted his head to look at the old Taoist priest, smiled and stretched out his hand.

"what!"

Wang Xuesong and the others screamed in fright!
Wang Hongda used his left hand to tear off his injured and corroded right hand!

The spider spirit also frowned, and took a step back with the black gun in his hand.

Wang Hongda's ripped off right hand fell to the ground and turned into pus, and the wound on his shoulder glowed green, and some vines grew out, which became the shape of a human arm, and finally turned into a new arm, which was still a good one.

Wang Hongda tilted his head and sneered at the spider spirit.

Seeing this, the spider spirit gritted its teeth, brought up the black spear again, and stabbed Wang Hongda.

Wang Hongda's body was as flexible as if it were made of rubber, and the spider spirit couldn't pierce it no matter how hard it was, but accidentally, the vines thrown by Wang Hongda entangled his hand.

"what!"

The vines had thorns, and became tighter and tighter, and kept branching and rooting, drilling into the spider spirit's flesh.

With a clang, the spider spirit was in pain, and the black gun fell to the ground. The spider spirit jumped back and forth in pain, looked at Wang Hongda resentfully, stretched out his hand, and tore off his own arm.

The torn off arm fell to the ground, and many vines grew out, burrowing into the flesh, covered with the spider's grayish-yellow muddy mucus.

A lot of spider silk grew out of the severed arm of the spider spirit, and a new arm grew out of it. It even sneered at Wang Hongda, then bent down to pick up the black gun on the ground.

However, he didn't notice that the vines growing from his broken arm had already entangled the black gun.

Wang Hongda shook his hand, the gun on the ground was entangled by vines, and it bounced off, piercing the spider spirit's belly with a whoosh sound.

"Uh……"

The spider spirit looked down at the black gun on his stomach, opened his mouth, and let out a soft moan.

The wound on his belly began to expand rapidly, and the meat inside began to melt into water and fall to the ground, sizzling and smoking.

"you……"

He raised his head and pointed at Wang Hongda, with an expression of disbelief. He never thought that he would die in the hands of his own weapon in the end.

With a clang, the black gun fell to the ground by itself, and the spider spirit leaned forward and lay on the ground, pus dripped all over the ground, and the smell of burning pig hair floated in the air.

The human skin on his body also gradually melted, and in the end only a spider corpse the size of a washbasin was left, and the flesh and blood inside had turned into pus, leaving only an empty shell.

Everyone's scalp tingled as they watched.

Wang Hongda picked up the black gun that was still dripping and handed it to Wang Jiarui.

Wang Jiarui was sitting on a chair, her hands and feet were bound and unable to move, she raised her head and looked at Wang Hongda in horror.

Wang Hongda used the black gun to cut off the rope on Wang Jiarui's body, and said: "This thing is called a digestion gun. It pierces living things. As long as there is flesh and blood, it will turn into pus."

Wang Jiarui hesitated, gritted her teeth and pinched the dissolving gun with two fingers, with a look of disgust.

After several people untied them, Wang Xuesong asked curiously, "What's going on here?"

Wang Hongda had already made a rough guess, looked around, and said, "This nest of spider spirits, what they say is three parts false and seven parts true."

It turned out that there was a spider hole here, and the bottom was accidentally hollowed out, connecting the underground river.

A spider cultivates here, completes his merits and virtues, and finally ascends to heaven.

However, this spider has descendants who continue to practice here. The descendants did not practice hard, and embarked on the evil path of eager for quick success, which killed many people passing by.

A group of wandering Taoist priests passed by here and found that there was a lot of resentment and dark energy. They knew that there must be evil spirits here, so they built a Taoist temple here to suppress these evil spirits.

But this group of Taoist priests were careless. They found the spider hole but did not expect that there would be an underground river below.

The pool that Wang Jiarui and Wang Xuesong saw when he went to the bathroom in the middle of the night was formed by these spider spirits digging through the underground river.

These spider spirits put on the human skins of Taoist priests, stole the identities of several Taoist priests, and continued to practice here. The digestion guns held by the old Taoist priests are the treasures left by their ancestors before they became immortals. .

Wang Hongda discovered the underground river, and found this Taoist temple when it was raining. With a flash of green eyes, he could see that there were actually big spiders under the skin of these people. He just didn't say anything, and wanted to see if his disciples could find it.

Wang Maosong saw it at a glance, but Xu Hui didn't. Wang Jiarui and Wang Xuesong found out by accident when they went to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Unfortunately, the four of them were still not good enough. The spider spirit was good at poisoning, and all of them fell victim to it.

Wang Hongda had been prepared for a long time, fell asleep in the lobby, and found that a little spider came to poison him. He had a wooden book on his body, which was equal to a hundred herbs. After tidying up the old spider, I got the magic weapon of the Spider Immortal who doesn't know what the name is now, the dispelling gun.

This made Wang Hongda admire. This is the first time he discovered that anyone, an animal, a real immortal, or a spider, persists in cultivation, does not do bad things, and is eradicated in advance without being discovered by Taoist priests. After a hundred years, it is really not an easy task to finally cultivate to become a fairy.

"This dispelling gun is not a mortal thing. Its previous owner has already attained the Tao through meritorious deeds and ascended to heaven as a spider. You have to learn from others. The cultivation opportunities I gave you are already much superior. I hope you don't Laziness, I can save you for a while, but not for the rest of my life, if in the future I attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven, and no one is covering you, your end will not be the same as these spiders."

Wang Hongda threatened Wang Xuesong with words, but Wang Xuesong pouted, lowered his head, and said nothing.

In addition to the Pou Hai Zhang, Wang Jiarui also got an extremely dangerous dispelling gun to supplement his combat power.

Wang Hongda looked back at Wang Maosong again, and said, "You brought hundreds of years of cultivation into my sect, and you also have a few powerful treasures in your hands, so I gave everything in the sect to your senior sister and brother, not because I am stingy and partial." , It’s really that the things in your hands are already quite powerful, and your cultivation is more profound than your senior brothers, I am quite relieved of you, and it is definitely not partial.”

(End of this chapter)