Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Zhang Song retreated violently once again, stumbling, with the bone pestle in his hand almost falling to the ground.

"Three Breaths, if you are not dead in three breaths, I will let you live."

Monk Hu's mouth was drooling. It had been a long time since he had seen such a perfect body. Such flesh felt so good to eat.

He even wondered whether to start with the face or the leg bones, as both were his favorites.

Zhang Song looked down at his feet and saw iron ore and refined iron ore. Iron ore is the biggest specialty of Shiniuzhai.

Zhang Song also smiled: "Monster, you are wearing Buddhist robes and pretending to be a Buddhist disciple. Aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you and kill you?"

"Ha, I am the Buddha, who dares to chop me?"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind was howling, and raindrops as big as soybeans fell instantly.

What's so scary about a thunderstorm?

Monk Hu had seen a lot, so he first revealed his true form, a huge white-haired tiger with a head that was even bigger than Zhang Song's.

He shook his body slightly, the earth was shaking, and there was even a feeling that everything, including the mountains and rain, were suppressed under his claws.

"I'm a good person and I'll help you overcome the calamity." Then concentrate your attention and simulate that little bit of thunder and lightning aura.

You don't need much, just a little spark to completely ignite this place.

Monk Hu felt a little afraid, but he couldn't be afraid more at this moment. Three breaths were enough for him to kill this annoying human who had no martial ethics and was attacking him by surprise.

Snapped!

A bolt of lightning struck the huge white tiger accurately.

The Qi Rang flag controlled by Zhang Song caused thunderstorms to completely cover the area, one after another.

boom!

Zhang Song was pinned to the ground by the huge tiger claws. Although the Qi Rang flag emitted a yellow light and an ancient aura emanated from it, it only delayed the attack slightly.

The white tiger lowered its head and allowed countless lightning bolts to strike its body without any fear.

I am the demon king. Even thunder and lightning must submit to me.

Domineering, arrogant, and proud, this is the golden elixir he has produced.

Zhang Song did smile and asked, "Look what's behind you?"

Monk Hu did not suspect anything and looked back. Under the thunderstorm, a weak wild boar appeared out of nowhere.

The wild boar grunted with fear on its face, but still released its evil spirit, constantly stimulating the thunderclouds.

The thunder tribulation has no intelligence. It is just attracted by the evil spirit and instinctively sends down thunder and lightning.

But now two monsters are undergoing tribulation, although one of them is extremely weak.

But it still thoroughly stimulated the thunder tribulation.

It was as if the ice was already thin and would have shattered if a person climbed up on it, and then a child climbed up and ran around. Even if the child's weight was very light, it would not be able to stop him from whining and running around.

A mixture of lightning struck down.

This place has completely become a purple sea of ​​lightning.

Zhang Song held the Qi Rang flag, sorted out the thunder energy, avoided the heavy ones, suppressed one corner, and barely managed to avoid being struck.

Then I saw the little boar rushing over, grunting and crying.

The prayer flag immediately emitted a beam of light, preventing the little boar from being struck to death.

"Big Cat, whoever runs and hides today is the grandson."

"Kid, I hope you practice what you preach."

A terrifying aura rose from Zhang Song's body, like an ancient bull demon crashing down to the ground.

"carnival!"

He completely transformed into Kuiniu, leaned forward and rushed forward.

Roar!

Monk Hu, who had completely transformed into a tiger, also pounced forward, and the two behemoths collided and fought with each other.

With every attack, blood splattered on Zhang Song's hands. Even with the black bull horn, he was still no match for the mountain monster in the late Jindan stage.

The difference between the two realms is too great.

Zhang Song knew, and Monk Hu knew even better, that even if they were to bully you, in the face of absolute strength, even a cub of a sacred beast would be killed and devoured.

"puff!"

There was a bloody scar on Monk Hu's chest, half a finger deep. This was already the strongest force he had used, enough to be proud of.

"That's right. If you were a Golden Elixir, I might not be your opponent." Monk Hu acknowledged Zhang Song's strength. He lasted a quarter of an hour under his hands and caused him considerable damage.

Humans like this taste even more delicious and sweet.

Pfft!

Suddenly, Zhang Song's shoulder broke. A huge giant-horned longicorn beetle as big as a washbasin pounced directly on his face. Its claws pierced into his face fiercely. Its huge horns were as sharp as two halberds and pierced into his eyeballs, teasing him fiercely.

Ahhhhh!

The huge white-browed tiger roared and screamed in pain.

Without noticing, Zhang Song's chest suddenly had several cuts.

A white jade centipede slowly slid into the wound dug by the giant longhorn beetle along with the blood, its tail shaking, and soon a little bit of the white tail appeared outside the eye socket.

Hwarang, whose fist was as big as his own, bit open the tiger demon's chest directly, leaving deep blood marks there, without wasting much effort.

Howl!

The tiger demon Monk Hu now doesn't know whether to cover his head or his heart with his hands.

His body was twitching violently and twisting in pain, and the surroundings were constantly breaking apart. Even the lightning that struck him could not relieve the pain he was enduring.

His head kept hitting the rocks, breaking them into pieces and exposing his skull. Blood gushed out, turning the ground red.

"I told you, whoever hides from me is a grandson. I forgot to remind you that I am also a part-time insect repairman."

The giant-horned longicorn beetle, white jade centipede and Hwarang are all third-level insect poisons. Regardless of their size, they are all third-level like the tiger monster.

Coupled with Zhang Song and Lei Jie, the tiger demon's fate was already sealed when it approached Zhang Song and was injured.

The tiger demon gradually became stiff and motionless.

Zhang Song used lightning to plow a few more times, and after receiving the information transmitted by the white jade centipede, he slowly approached.

"Fortunately, the leather is still intact. If it had a hole or something, it would be eaten by insects and rats, and the fur would be gone, and the coat would be torn and rotten."

He believed that Huang Shiqi could definitely do it. This guy dared to price the bad news he sent him at three hundred spirits.

Receive the tiger demon into the immortal palace.

After the giant-horned longicorn beetle, the white jade centipede and the flower dragon crawled back into his body, Zhang Song immediately felt as if he had eaten too much. He felt lazy all over and wanted to sleep immediately.

After returning to the Immortal Palace, he immediately went into seclusion and asked no one to disturb him.

The traces of thunder and great battle appeared in the Chaos Canyon, which was frightening. Countless people went to investigate secretly. Shiniu Village and Guiliu Village directly sent people to conduct a large-scale search.

"Tiger demon, a tiger demon in the late Jindan stage." Someone exclaimed. When they found one of them, they immediately knew his identity. It was Monk Hu who escaped from Dianzhou.

"Yes, the blood on the ground contains strong evil spirits and vitality, and some insects and ants are evolving."

"Who is the other party?"

Some people speculated that it was the ancestor of the Jinguang Cave in Baidu Mountain, the one who appeared and disappeared mysteriously and was said to be in seclusion every day, but most people knew that it was the old pious woman.

Some people also felt that this was like the power of a heavenly calamity, and some suspected Zhang Song. However, after all, that true disciple had only been promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage for a few years, so it was impossible for him to dare to fight against a late Golden Core Stage.

Some people were sure that it was Zhang Song.

The reputation of the young Taoist priest Zhang Song is very good in the barbarian village. Many people would not say it out loud even if they guessed it, but they would be more afraid of him in their hearts.