I just want to be a quiet man

After the "worm cocoon" was hung, the giant spider just stopped when it suddenly sensed a few more spider threads not far away, and there was a slight movement.

Another prey is hooked!

Moreover, with such a big movement, the prey this time is extraordinary!

The giant spider immediately opened its eyes. Its eyes were dark and cold. Without any hesitation, it jumped up, followed the spider web it had laid, and climbed to the top of the cave in an instant. Then, it was like a pool of clear water. , blended into numerous stalactites without a sound, and disappeared.

Not long after, the giant spider returned to its nest, dragging three "cocoons" wrapped in spider webs behind it.

From each cocoon, there is an extremely powerful breath.

These are the best blood food!

Fortunately, these three human races broke into its trap inexplicably, and it was simply food delivered to the door!

Feeling the abundant blood and pure breath in the three cocoons, the giant spider tried its best to control the desire to eat immediately, and while moving its mouthparts, it hung all three cocoons on the stone wall.

Soon, a thin and tall figure suddenly appeared in the open space under the high platform.

This figure was as soft as boneless, and even though it maintained its human-like standing, it swayed slightly all the time, as if it would collapse anytime and anywhere, turning into a puddle of flowing water.

He was wearing a simple gown, with a green leaf embroidered on the skirt, like a flawless emerald, lifelike.

Accompanied by a slight shaking, it seems to sprout at any time and any place. In the rippling greenery, countless phantoms overlap and appear in the surrounding void, but the feeling given to the living beings is incomparably perfect.

It is a fairy of a foreign race!

The voice of the Immortal of the Alien Race was cold: "How are the preparations for the tribute from the Ten Thousand Immortals Society?"

The giant spider's dark eyes looked down at him quietly, and its voice was sharp and piercing: "One hundred and six thousand seven hundred and eighty-nine copies have been prepared."

"It's all here!"

The fairy of the alien race shook his head slightly, and said coldly: "Not enough!"

"Continue to prepare more!"

"Now these, I will take them away first."

"Next, we have to go to the next place."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and all the cocoons around him fell off from the spider web, turned into a torrent, and flowed into his sleeve continuously.

The giant spider watched his movements and did not stop him. It tapped on the high platform step by step and said sharply: "Obey!"

The fairy of the alien race nodded, and put away all the cocoons in an instant, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

The giant spider opened its mouth, spit out a huge spider web again, set the trap again, and continued to wait for the prey...

※※※

flood.

Ten days are empty.

The red golden flame is like a substantial ocean, surging through the world.

Everything in sight withers, all beings are annihilated, and the heat wave roars and fills the universe.

The heavenly ten suns hovered quietly, and ten huge golden crows frolicked high above the sky, splashing and blazing.

In the distant sky, a giant tree stands upright, like a pillar of heaven, with a majestic crown.

Bathed in the radiance of red gold, the outline is blurred and cannot be seen clearly, but the sense of arrogance is clearly perceptible.

The yellow sand was billowing, and Pei Ling fled at low altitude at high speed with "world flavor".

Between the heaven and the earth that seemed to have been swept away by the catastrophe, the two were extremely conspicuous.

However, the ten golden crows soared wantonly, ignoring them in the slightest. Between the two sides, it seemed that the water in the well never violated the water in the river.

At this moment, Pei Ling groaned slightly while flying away.

Along the way, the immortal named "Chiyao" sent him several voice transmissions, and he responded in time each time, but immediately afterward, "Chiyao" stopped saying a word.

Such a situation is really weird!

It's just that saving people is the most important thing right now, but he doesn't have the heart to think too much.

Anyway, the other party will help him secure a spot first, and when the immortal is useless in the future, he will be replaced with a normal Mahayana of the Nine Schools...

Just as he was thinking, "Shiwei" suddenly asked, "Shengzi Pei, is there anything that needs attention in this prehistoric world?"

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately came to his senses, he thought about it seriously, and immediately replied: "The most important thing to pay attention to now is that the human race is going to attack Jianmu."

"Once Jianmu is beheaded, we will not be able to ascend to immortality!"

"Therefore, it is necessary to successfully ascend to the immortal before Jianmu is beheaded!"

"However, the closer we are to Jianmu, the more fallen immortals will be there."

"Other than that, there is nothing else to pay attention to."

"Shiwei" nodded, and then asked: "Other people, where are they now?"

Pei Ling said: "Seniors 'Chuiyu', 'Xiangzai', 'Gu Miao' and 'Kong Meng' are all in the same village now."

"As for the battle king Longbo, he should have been sheltered by a foreign race. The exact whereabouts are not yet known."

"Here, sound transmission symbols are useless."

"But you can communicate with each other by reciting your title through the air."

"This method, although somewhat delayed, is still quite convenient."

"Shiwei" immediately kept these firmly in mind. For any existence that can cultivate to the Mahayana stage, apart from its own strength, the most important thing is its meticulous and thoughtful mind!

Especially Pei Ling, who is such a coercive introduction to the immortal road of an era, is still a rare 81 kalpa Mahayana!

The information that the opponent has now is crucial to this chess game!

At this time, Pei Ling went on to say: "Unfortunately, I now have the means to know the location of the latest entrant, but I can't identify their specific identity."

"Otherwise, I can communicate directly with them through the air and tell the new entrants all the dangerous situations that need attention."

"This will definitely make it easier for new entrants to get through the initial difficulties!"

"Shiwei" nodded, and immediately said: "Although I don't know who will enter the game next, it must be one of the four great demons!"

"Before I came in, Jiuzong made an agreement."

"This time I entered the game in the right way, and the next time, it will be the game in the evil way."

"Next time, it's Zhengdao's turn again."

"Although the scope is still very large, if there is enough time, you can try one title after another."

"In this way, we can quickly determine who is the latest entry!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately felt that this method was very good!

Right now, the latest entry is just a pawn, so naturally it doesn't need to be so troublesome.

But once several people enter the game at the same time, and they are all far away from him, then this method can be used.

Just thinking about it, they have come to the vicinity of that pawn.

Pei Ling felt it carefully again, and soon realized that the chess piece was deep in the ground, and it was still changing positions rapidly.

With this in mind, Pei Ling instantly fell to the ground.

"World Taste" followed immediately.

He can't be too far away from Pei Ling now, Pei Ling's law can help him resist the ten-day real fire, and once he distances himself from Pei Ling, he will be burned by the real fire immediately!

At this time, Pei Ling said briefly: "Go underground."

"Shiwei" nodded: "Good!"

As soon as the words fell, the two escaped into the ground at the same time.

※※※

deep underground.

In the dry or wet earth, there are a series of corridors criss-crossing, and the ancient seal characters are flickering, exuding the vicissitudes of life.

At this moment, the tall and thin alien fairy just now, who seemed to collapse into water anytime and anywhere, was walking quickly with his sleeves fluttering.

The emerald green leaves on its skirt exude a fiery misty aura, spreading around.

In the tunnel, many monster races and alien creatures appeared from time to time.

These creatures sensed the breath of the green leaves from afar, and immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, curled up on the side of the tunnel, and waited for it to pass for a long time before they dared to stand up and leave quickly.

The fairy of the alien race looked calm, ignored these alien races and monster races, and strode directly past their kowtowing postures.

This underground world is extremely huge!

Since ancient times, it has been the place where the weak and cowardly groups have avoided the real fire of the sun.

It's just that for an existence like Him, it is a humble place where filth is hidden.

If it weren't for the imminent meeting of the Immortals this time, the banquet for the Immortals of the Ten Thousand Races, and the lack of a large number of tributes that can stand on the table, He would never come to this world in person.

Just as he was thinking, two dark figures appeared in front of the corridor.

Immediately, the Immortal of the Alien Race felt an extremely intense drowsiness, which swept him like a rising tide, and in the blink of an eye, he was completely submerged!

His eyelids immediately closed uncontrollably.

The next moment, one of them staggered and almost fell down!

He tried hard to open his eyes, and his voice was full of anger: "Who!"

"Hand over everyone!"

A deep voice suddenly entered his ears.

The fairy of the alien race said without even thinking about it: "Human race? Court death!"

As soon as the voice fell, he immediately waved his sleeves.

The more than [-] cocoons of spider silk collected from the giant spider just now flew out of its sleeve like a flood.

Not far away, there was a strong suction immediately, and all the cocoons were put away.

Xiandun of the alien race feels that something is wrong, but under the action of the law, his thinking is extremely slow, and every time he turns his thoughts, it seems to be filled with lead. It is extremely difficult, but he is still unable to make any response.

At this time, the deep voice sounded again: "How many immortals are there in the monster race and the alien race?"

The fairy of the alien race snorted coldly, thinking in his heart that he would never say anything, but immediately replied very cooperatively: "If all the immortals are counted, the number is like the number of sands in the Ganges River, and I don't know."

"But if you only count righteous immortals... just the world where I am, there are hundreds of them."

"As for how many other worlds have come, I haven't got the list yet, so I don't know much about it."

As soon as these words came out, the breath in his body immediately rose steadily, as if he was directly preparing to use desperate means.

But immediately afterwards, the immortal of the alien race felt in a trance for a while, but he forgot something. The aura that had just begun to rise calmed down immediately, and his thinking became extremely dull and heavy again.

Even the fact that the cocoon was taken away and the information from the upper realm was leaked just now was completely forgotten.

The deep voice continued to ask: "The immortals who are not righteous, what kind of immortals are they?"

At this moment, the fairy of the alien race's thinking has become muddled, and he deliberately refused, but soon, just like before, he quickly said: "Remnant immortals and loose immortals."

"Remnant immortals only have a 'chaotic state', not a 'stainless state'."

"Its strength varies."

"It's usually just instinct, not reason."

"As for Sanxian, they have a 'chaotic state' and an 'unstained state', but they don't have an 'origin' and their strength is very weak. But if they have the post of immortality, they are expected to step into a higher realm."

"These two kinds of immortals are not considered real 'immortals' in essence!"

The voice did not hesitate, and then asked: "Why are there so many immortals descending to the realm?"

Right now, the eyes of the Immortal of the Alien Race have been completely closed, and the figure that was swaying slightly from time to time is already shaking like a sieve, as if it will collapse directly in the next moment. Hearing the words, he didn't even hesitate, and replied directly: "That big thing happened..."

Just in the middle of speaking, the Immortal of the Alien Race suddenly woke up. He looked around suspiciously, but he couldn't remember what happened at all.

He vaguely felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't think of the reason why it was wrong, so he couldn't help being very confused.

After a brief hesitation, he moved on.

Not far away, there was a slight shock in the corridor, and all the gravel and stones jumped together.