Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Zhang Song possesses the ability of double pupils, and his gaze is extremely astonishing. The black and white light directly penetrates the thin wooden door.

He was startled in his heart, and almost cried out in surprise given his state of mind.

It was an indescribable mountain of insects, with countless black worms of different lengths gathered together, like boiling water, constantly rolling, tearing and devouring.

Sixteen heads were hung in the center of the Insect Mountain, some male and some female, with open eyes and distorted faces, and all kinds of mumbling coming out of their mouths.

Furthermore, countless worms formed six large hands, some with the hands put together, some making hand gestures, and some showing finger prints, with all kinds of supreme mysteries.

It is obviously a terrifying monster, but it gives people a feeling of solemnity, calmness, and emitting a sparkling and precious light.

Noisy!

Countless dense black threads were born in his sea of ​​consciousness and spread towards his sea of ​​consciousness.

But in an instant, it was swept by a blue lightning and turned into nothingness.

It's really weird. You can be infected just by looking at it for a few times.

"Haha, this is it. There really is a good treasure here."

"I just don't know which little bug is pretending to be an immortal here."

More than a dozen wandering cultivators rushed in along the tunnel. Among them, three insect cultivators had their eyes shining with greed, excitement and eagerness when they arrived here.

The evil cultivators in the ghost cave, it seems they have been paying attention to this place for more than a day or two.

There is also a Jindan realm magic practitioner hiding behind them, with clear division of labor and tacit cooperation.

There were sounds of fighting and screaming coming from many other places.

"Master, our third junior brother and his men were killed." Someone here quickly got the information.

According to the intelligence, these insect cultivators had their cultivation levels forcibly raised and had no fighting ability at all. Although his disciples were only at the first level, they were able to live in the ghost cave, and had experienced life and death and seen blood.

Without waiting for them to move forward, the middle-aged man with a sad face standing at the door looked over.

"Who are you? You are so brave. Don't you know that this is the dojo of the Supreme Master of Wonderful Dharma?"

"Haha, how come the bug cultivator burned his brain out? He really thinks he is an immortal."

"Why waste time talking to him? Kill him."

The middle-aged man had a cold expression and sarcasm in his eyes, as if he was looking at a few monkeys who overestimated their own capabilities.

"Then let me see your strength."

He made a Taoist seal with his left hand and pressed it towards several people.

The middle-aged man was only in the early second stage, but he did look like he had been practicing for many years.

In the void, black rays of light condensed and combined into a black ghost claw, which grabbed down fiercely.

Puff puff!

The first-level cultivator was completely unable to resist. He was covered by the ghost claws, his entire body turned green, and corrosive blood oozed out of his body. In a short time, his body turned into a pool of green water.

Magic!

The few survivors were horrified that several people were gone just after they met.

"town!"

A black stone tablet suddenly appeared on the ground, covered with strange patterns and emitting black rays of light.

The remaining people were so terrified that they almost fell to their knees, as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs.

What kind of magic is this?

"Kill the ghosts and slay the gods!" The middle-aged man's tone was ethereal, majestic and powerful.

However, the sword that was released produced a piercing scream, as if a dark poisonous snake had crawled out from the ground and bit several people.

"Aren't you still trying your best?"

One of them instantly blew up his left arm, and his body appeared in front of the middle-aged man. He clenched his right fist, bent his waist, and hit the middle-aged man hard on the head.

Snapped!

The head shattered and the body swayed a few times on the spot.

Without waiting for the man to relax, the sword on the headless corpse swung gently, and with three consecutive strikes, it cut the man into three pieces.

The others also took action.

The golden evil-suppressing talisman was directly hit on it, and the headless corpse let out a scream. There was a squeaking sound in its body like a rat's nest. Countless black worms crawled out and ran in all directions.

"Clean it up, don't let it escape." A bug cultivator reminded.

He released scorpions one by one and chased after them.

There were also two warriors who used their boxing skills to completely beat the middle-aged man into a pulp.

There were only two insect cultivators and three level two warriors left on the field.

In just one encounter, more than half of the people were killed by the middle-aged man. I think the other disciples who encountered them in the passage would have the same fate.

"Alas, today I will kill all of you evil demons here." A majestic and angry voice came from behind the door, with an indescribable ethereality.

"What the hell."

The rest of the people were cautious, and all kinds of talismans were thrown directly over. One of the warriors had a giant bow in his hand.

This is the Shenbi Bow. In the past, only the soldiers of Dali had it. Each bow has a number. Losing it is a capital crime, and even the superiors will be implicated.

puff!

The huge wooden door exploded and penetrated directly inside.

"How brave!"

The shooter's body stiffened, and in an instant he seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand and pulled in fiercely.

They clearly saw the extremely strange insect mountain.

The second-level warrior fell into the insect mountain, and countless worms covered it like a sea of ​​​​water. It was as if the insect mountain was bullying the worms, and they soon became quiet.

"It has really become a spirit!" A huge cauldron appeared in the void and smashed heavily on the insect mountain.

At the same time, endless flames rose and erupted from the cauldron.

The mountain of meat let out a shrill scream, and it was all burnt and the stench was nauseating.

"Death to me!"

More than a dozen black shadows could be seen in the void, rushing towards the distance, where a third-level warlock was hiding.

"Interesting." A hunchbacked old man walked out of the darkness, his face covered with pimples and wearing a tattered Taoist robe.

The long sword in his hand swung, cutting off the strange black shadow cleanly.

At the same time, three Dali armored spearmen strode out from the ring. Although they were only in the late level two, they had a brutal and domineering aura that rushed towards the mountain of meat.

The Taoist could see that the mountain of insects could not be moved at all, so he could only rely on his disciples to go out and hunt for him.

Although the secret technique he mastered is strange, it is relatively safe as long as no one gets close to him.

The Taoist made seals with his hands, and a beam of fire instantly spread across the prairie, sweeping towards the mountain of meat.

He was very cautious and would not get close even if he had the advantage.

"It's an evil demon, it really is an evil demon." On the Insect Mountain, people's heads turned at the same time.

Zhang Song suddenly felt good. This Taoist was probably in trouble. Just as he was about to remind him, he saw the insect mountain explode with a bang. A young man walked out. Judging from his skeleton, he seemed to be the warrior who had just been swallowed.

He pounced on the three soldiers like a wild beast.

Both sides had no sense of pain, no rationality, and attacked each other madly, but this was the insect monster's home ground, and countless worms under their feet had begun to swarm towards the corpse puppet.

Soon one of the corpse puppets had difficulty moving, and its body fell to the ground, and was immediately dragged into the worm mountain by the worms.

There were sounds of joy from the Insect Mountain, mixed with a hint of pride.

"Why don't you just surrender?"

boom!

"you!"

Before Chongshan could feel proud for long, the floating cauldron found an opportunity and dropped down heavily, smashing one of its heads, and set it on fire, burning another area.

Time passed little by little.

The insect mountain had been burned to ashes, and even its heads were gone.

The Taoist walked over slowly, blood flowing from all seven orifices, and an eyeball between his eyebrows was moving, as if he was checking the life or death of the insect.