My brother is too strong.

Cowherd?

What is that?

Long Jian was puzzled and asked subconsciously, "What is that?"

Lu Shaoqing looked down on him, "No way, you old antique don't know?"

"Do you know about brothel girls? You can understand it as brothel boys!"

"But you still need to practice with your strength, otherwise you will be eliminated easily..."

Damn!

Long Jian exploded instantly.

He has lived for more than two thousand years, and today is the first time someone dares to humiliate him like this.

He is a big man in the Refining Void Stage, and he still needs to practice to be a cowherd?

Get out of here.

"You die!"

He drew back his thousand blood threads and threw them out suddenly. The red filaments continued to grow, spreading like a fishing net, shaking the sky and covering the sun, as if covering the whole world.

Lu Shaoqing shouted, "You are indeed a spider spirit, a male spider spirit, and you are indeed suitable to be a gigolo."

"But you have to control your temper..."

While saying this, Lu Shaoqing swung his sword again, still with thousands of feet of light, turning into a giant sword that slashed at Long Jian fiercely.

Damn it!

Long Jian was so angry that he jumped up and down, you are the spider spirit, your whole family is spider spirits.

"Collect!"

The thousand blood threads suddenly shook, the red light on the surface was strong, and it suddenly shrank, and the surrounding space seemed to be collected.

Lu Shaoqing's giant sword that swelled up to the sky was also wrapped, and under the suppression of the red light, it gradually weakened and was covered by the thousand blood threads.

Suddenly!

Long Jian felt a sense of danger, and the alarm bells in his heart rang loudly.

Long Jian suddenly disappeared from the spot, and a violent sword light passed through his previous position, leaving a black void crack.

Long Jian was stunned for a moment, felt it, and then howled in pain, "Damn it, my Thousand Blood Threads..."

Long Jian's face showed a look of pain, as if someone had cut a piece of flesh from his body, full of pain.

Only then did he realize that his Thousand Blood Threads were missing a piece.

With such a small piece missing, he could not contain Lu Shaoqing's attack, and was almost hit by Lu Shaoqing.

"Damn it!"

Long Jian roared angrily, staring at Lu Shaoqing, "How did you do it?"

Lv Shaoqing was stunned, full of confusion, "What?"

"My Thousand Blood Threads!" Seeing that Lu Shaoqing was still pretending to be confused, Long Jian was furious and waved again, and the Thousand Blood Threads attacked Lu Shaoqing like thousands of poisonous snakes.

He couldn't understand why Lu Shaoqing could break his Thousand Blood Threads.

The Thousand Blood Threads were indestructible, and it was his life-long magic weapon. It was impossible for him not to feel it when it was broken.

"What's wrong with your spider silk?" Lv Shaoqing asked curiously while resisting, "Are you constipated and can't spit out more spider silk?"

"Damn it!"

Long Jian was even more angry. With Lv Shaoqing's reaction, he could only think that Lv Shaoqing was deliberately humiliating him.

"Go to hell!"

Countless filaments were flying, and each filament had the power to penetrate a world.

Crazy filaments kept attacking Lv Shaoqing. From a distance, countless black dots appeared above the sky. That was the picture of thousands of blood threads piercing the void.

The dazzling dark red light flashed back and forth in the void, and countless black dots appeared, and then drowned in the red light that was constantly surging.

Lv Shaoqing's figure had long disappeared, as if he was also drowned and swallowed by the red light.

Lv Shaoqing, who was drowned in the red light, was surrounded by dense filaments, constantly bombarding him.

Dense void cracks, the power of the void that was constantly emanating, various forces collided in it, pulling everything around.

If a cultivator in the Spiritualization Realm were here, he would be instantly torn apart by the power here and turned into pieces.

Feeling this powerful force, Lu Shaoqing muttered, "You are worthy of being a spider spirit."

Then he raised the Mojun sword and was about to fight back, but was surprised to find that Mojun was sitting on the tail of the sword and stuffing something into his mouth.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Shaoqing looked closely and saw that Mojun was stuffing red filaments into his mouth, as if he was eating carrot shreds.

Mojun smiled, reached out, pulled a handful of red filaments, and held them high, "Boss, this is delicious!"

"It tastes a bit spicy."

Lu Shaoqing was full of black lines, and he was very disappointed. He gritted his teeth fiercely, "I'm playing, and you are still thinking about eating when you are fighting now, you foodie!"

But at the same time, he was also surprised that these filaments were indestructible and almost cut his body into countless pieces.

Under Long Jian's control, they shrank to the point that they were like living things.

Now, the thing in Mo Jun's hand was like a dead object, without any movement, so Long Jian, the owner, could not feel anything unusual.

Long Jian did not even know that his Thousand Blood Threads were being gnawed.

"How did you do it?"

For this question, Mo Jun said that he didn't know, he just knew it was delicious.

There was a gap in the place swallowed by Mo Jun.

"Eat, eat..." Lu Shaoqing had no way to deal with his own foodie. Anyway, his painting style was biased, and it was normal for the sword spirit to follow suit.

It's not a bad thing anyway, and it seems to have a good effect.

At least, there was a gap in the space that should have wrapped him tightly, and he could leave there at any time.

Just like before, a touch of sword intent attacked Long Jian unexpectedly along the gap, and almost succeeded in the sneak attack.

"Don't forget to work while eating, otherwise I'll beat you..."

After Lu Shaoqing cursed, he swung the sword again.

"Clang! "

The sound of the swords clashing rang out again, and the white sword light shone again, like the light of hope of the rising sun, breaking through the clouds and breaking the darkness.

Lv Shaoqing once again easily broke through Long Jian's Thousand Blood Silk Encirclement, and once again appeared in front of Long Jian intact.

As soon as they met, Lu Shaoqing opened his mouth and hit him hard, "Cowherd, can you give me some strength?"

"You are like this, being a cowherd, it's not good, it's easy to be criticized by people."

"Damn it!"

Long Jian was so angry that the three corpse gods jumped, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

It made him angry that he couldn't kill Lu Shaoqing, but what made him crazy was Lu Shaoqing's mouth.

The attack of the mouth cannon made his anger rise up, and he couldn't beat him, and he didn't know how to fight back with the mouth cannon. This feeling can make people crazy.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Long Jian roared, and the red light of the Thousand Blood Silks lingering around him suddenly surged, like a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth...