I Raise Spiders in Pansi Cave

Qi Duck Fei felt as if he was about to suffocate.

Boundless fear oppresses.

He didn't close his eyes, just looked at Jiu Xi like that, his small eyes widened.

It made no difference whether he closed his eyes or not. In front of this monster with nine tails, he had no power to resist, and he was powerless to get rid of the illusion.

When does it start and when does it end?

Including everything he saw now, is it true?

He couldn't judge, and he couldn't know.

The unknown is the source of fear.

He saw that the water in the underground river turned red at some point, like turbid blood.

He and Nine-Tailed Jiuxi looked at each other across the river of blood.

A corpse rolled and floated in the snow water, its skull already shattered.

That's the plague messenger.

Kunnu, Ren Chunxiao and Duanmu Bowen were lying at the feet of Qi Wufei.They all closed their eyes tightly, with painful expressions on their faces, obviously suffering from serious injuries.

Farther away, Pan Zimo was lying on the beach, with the Hiding Sun Sword slanted upside down beside him, still swaying, as if it had just fallen from the sky.

Qi Wufei couldn't feel his vitality, and seemed to be dead.

He turned his head and saw that the others were lying crookedly behind him with Fazhou as the center.Fortunately, they were all alive, and they could hear their breathing and see their eyes blinking, but their faces were pale, as if they were all exhausted, and they didn't even have the strength to speak.

Only Brother Pingtou stood at the end, leaning against the wall. Although he was trembling and had fear in his eyes, he was still alive and well.

It stands to reason that Qi Wufei should have no strength at this moment, and his energy and mana have been exhausted. The reason why he didn't fall down is that there is some strange force supporting him, and he doesn't know where it came from.

He felt that countless people were continuously feeding him this kind of power, which was not mana or energy, but more like a belief.He has never touched this kind of power.

He looked at himself, the bright red cloak was draped around his body, the extremely textured high-grade silk-like smoothness started from his shoulders, red as blood, and flowed down like a waterfall until the rocks under his feet.

He saw a corner of the cloak hanging from the rock, dipped into the water, and merged with the red water, as if the entire underground river was an extension of this bloody robe.

Qi Wufei doesn't know which of these are real and which are illusory.

He raised his head and looked at Nine Tails Jiuxi again.

Jiu Xi was also looking at him, as if admiring something, like a child observing a dying bug.

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Qi Wufei's mind.

He wanted to escape, but he had no mana on him, and he couldn't use the spell.He also didn't dare to enter the mirror of mind-self in front of Jiu Xi.

And even if the magic power is restored, he is not sure whether he is in an illusion now.Do the invisibility and water shield spells still work if in illusion?

If this is true, how can he let go of these friends around him and escape alone?

Xiao Lian was still in his hand, and in the other hand was pinching the talisman Lu Cheng gave him, but he didn't have the strength to throw it out.

It looked like he was really going to die this time.he thought so.

It's strange that in this near-death despair, his mind is unusually clear.And there was such a trace of joy in his heart inexplicably.As if death was a good destination he had been looking for for a long time.

This feeling surprised him, but also scared him a little.

In this way, he and Tiao Xi stared at each other face to face, and he didn't know how long it had passed.

Maybe the monster finally got tired of looking at him, put down the rope in his hand, and stood up slowly.

Qi Wufei finally saw its whole picture clearly.

He knew that the time of death was coming.

Just like a child squatting on the ground watching an ant for a long time, finally decided to crush that ant to death.Ants cannot escape this fate.Life and death are only between each other's thoughts.

Qi Wufei finally felt his insignificance.

Even if he has cultivated to the current state, a half-step celestial being like Pan Zimo is still small in front of it.Even if he cultivated into a celestial being, such as the cunning and changeable plague messenger, and the six celestial beings sent by the heavens including Liudaomu, they are still insignificant in front of it.

If there is still a chance, Qi Wufei will definitely work harder to practice.

Must be strong!

There is such a powerful monster hidden in Shituo Ridge, and Shituo Ridge and Pansi Ridge are almost next to each other.If this thing wants to go out for a breath of air one day, it might flatten Pansi Ridge with one kick.It's like a child who has been doing homework at home for a long time and wants to go out to get some air. Maybe he is unintentional or intentional. In short, the hornet's nest on the tree outside the door and the ant nest under the tree will all be unlucky.

Qi Wufei doesn't want to be an ant.

Must be strong, like Monkey King, as strong as Nezha.

But in front of some people, are they all ants?

Cultivation, when is the end?

Unknowingly, Qi Wufei thought a lot, in a mess.His mind is clear and his heart is joyful, but fear is also really covering him.

He saw the blood-red water of the underground river flowing continuously, but seemed to have no direction, and swirled back again.

The blood was very dark, but he could see the bottom of the river at a glance.

He saw a vague figure, pale, like a face without features.

He heard some people laughing, some crying, some scolding, some whispering.

"Hahaha……"

"Woooooooo..."

"Why are you still alive!"

"Why don't you come?"

"bring it on……"

……

The fuzzy face began to become clear, still without facial features.

Yan Xi walked forward slowly, towards Qi Dong Fei.

Qi Wufei also walked forward slowly, towards the river full of blood.

Suddenly, countless voices rang in his ears, drowning out what he had just heard.

He saw that the river was bubbling with bubbles, and every time a bubble popped up, a small person emerged. After a while, the surface of the river was full of densely packed people, tens of thousands, tens of thousands...

These people all knelt down to him and kept saying this to him.

It was so loud that he couldn't hear what they were saying.But he knew they were holding him back, stopping him from dying.

He suddenly acquired a belief that he should live and do great things.

He stopped, but another force from the bottom of the river still held him firmly, making him unable to retreat.

He felt the pull between the two forces, and his body seemed to be torn to pieces.

His indifference seems to have angered Jiu Xi.

Yan Xi showed a ferocious and disgusted expression, and an incomparable and unimaginable power emanated from him.

In front of this power, Qi Wufei only felt four words, destroying the world.

There was nothing he could do.

Just one thought of him can kill him.

His body will fall into this river of blood and rot, and his soul will become the waste of the Nine Nether Beam Soul Grass.

Perhaps, falling into the bottom of the river is a good choice...

Just then, he heard a deafening roar.

Roar--

The sound was earth-shattering.

He thought it was from the scorpion.

However, he saw Yan Xi took two steps back, his head was no longer facing the flocks, but turned to the other side, his back was arched like a frightened cat, the nine tails behind him were bent and erected, and his front paws were crawling on the ground , making a look of jumping forward at any time.

There was also a growl in the throat of Jiu Xi.

This sound was equally shocking, but it was completely different from the previous one.The voice just now was broad and thunderous, but this one was as sharp as a knife.

Qi Wufei felt that his soul was about to shatter.

Fortunately, the thousands of villains who prevented him from dying gathered around him at some point and protected him.

A trace of clarity flashed, and he knew that it was the hundred thousand demon souls on the bloody clothes.

He collected himself, turned his head, and looked in the direction that Jiu Xi was facing.

A huge tiger appeared there, covered in snow-like white fur, interspersed with ink-stained markings.

It just stood there lazily, without any attacking posture, but its natural majesty, even in the world of practitioners, showed an incomparable majesty.

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Chapter 670, General Yin

General Yin!

Qi Wufei immediately thought of the identity of the white tiger.

From this, he also confirmed that at least what he saw right now was real, even if there were illusions, illusions and reality existed at the same time.

Because although he had heard the name of General Yin, he had never seen it, so it was impossible to imagine such a white tiger.And as a super monster, it is impossible for Jiuxi to create an illusion for him to see another real monster in the illusion.The so-called one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and the two tigers may have never met.

Since it is real in front of my eyes, it means that everything I experienced just now is also likely to be real.The corpse of the plaguebringer floating in the blood is real, and the companions lying on the ground are real.

The only confusing thing is this underground river.

How could the river turn red, as if filled with blood?

Qi Wufei suddenly remembered something. He remembered that Pan Zimo said that the mission of gold and silver was to find the Blood Pond of Styx.

Could it be that this river leads to the Blood Pool of Styx?

With a bowed body and a low growl coming from her throat, Yan Xi looked at the white tiger as if she was about to attack, shaking her shoulders slightly from side to side, looking for an opportunity.