The Desolate Beast Mountain Range, densely covered with trees, is located in the southern part of Zhao State, with a radius of thousands of miles. There are few traces of people here, countless creatures, monsters and beasts, and there are traces of wild beasts everywhere.

At the same time, this is also the hell of the human race, the lair of demon beasts, but all human beings who want to enter this place to hunt demon beasts are all vigilant, hanging their hearts, hanging their courage, risking the sky, and raising their vigilance.

In the quiet forest, the shadows of people and beasts suddenly flashed.

The three Terran monks cast spells, jumping from one giant tree ten feet high to another, their movements were elegant, their posture was gentle, and they landed without a pause, and jumped again in an instant!

"Fuck it! How could this hundred-legged spider king be so difficult?! Not to mention eating my nine brothers, he chased us to the outer layer of the Desolate Beast Mountain Range!"

The bald man galloped, and as he looked back, a yellow flame suddenly burst out in his eyes, the flame was warm, reflecting half of his face covered with scars.

A hundred-legged spider king hidden deep in the canopy of the tree, constantly approaching, was already close at hand, and its speed was no less than theirs.

All kinds of information were impressively reflected in his eyes, which made the big man's pupils dilate slightly, and his face turned back with a blue face.

The other two are all young people, who have not been deeply involved in the world, and they are already panicked in their hearts when they encounter this danger, and they look at the big man closely, and their eyes are full of worry.

"Fuck...," the bald man scolded, the flames in his eyes were extinguished, and he quickly glanced at the two people around him, and then calmed down.

The three of them were slow, and there were strong enemies chasing after them, and the bald man, as a veteran of perennial hunting, knew that he had to give up one person as bait at this time, so that the other two would have a chance to escape.

Only, who should be sacrificed?

"One is my own brother, and the other is a helper I brought in a small fishing village..."

Barely hesitating, the bald head grinned violently at Gu Chu, and then slammed his palm on his chest.

Gu Chu was shocked, he was close to the bald man, and besides, the other party made a move at the eighth layer of qi refining, and he was only at the third layer of qi refining, so he had no ability to resist at all, so he had to be blasted down from the branch of the tree with this huge palm, and fell headlong on the ground and rocks.

"Hahaha, little one, don't worry, I will definitely build a grave for you when I go back this time, so as to bury your great merit of buying time for us!" the bald man laughed, grabbed his younger brother, took out a piece of talisman paper, lit it, and pasted it on his head, and in an instant his speed surged, far surpassing Tongji.

"Hateful!" Gu Chu watched the big man leave quickly, with hatred in his eyes, lying on the stone ground, spitting out blood.

He was hit by a big man's palm, fell from a giant tree more than ten zhang high, and at this moment he was already covered in internal injuries, if it weren't for the bald man who knew that the hundred-legged spider king loved to eat live food, he would definitely be slashed to death with one palm, and then the corpse was thrown to the hundred-legged spider.

Without looking at the hundred-legged spider, Gu Chu cast a spell again and again, and immediately fled to the ground, only to see his legs sink suddenly, spilling into the ground until his knees stopped, after this change, his body suddenly shot out like an arrow, and under the fear of death, the speed was three points faster than before.

The earth is like the surface of the water, and the legs of the ancient people are like manipulators, and for a time they glide smoothly and quickly on the ground, gradually making the hundred-legged spiders behind them unable to chase!

The situation seems to have improved, but at this moment, Gu Chuchu is like a stone sinking into the sea, because the spiritual power consumed too much spiritual power by the retreat technique, and at this moment, it is full of energy, just refining the spiritual power of the third layer, without a cup of tea, the spiritual power in the body is bound to be exhausted.

At that time, Gu Chu knew that he would definitely die!

"There's a stone forest ahead! There's no way out, what should I do?"

Coincidentally, at the beginning of the ancient times, I passed through the forest and came to the stone forest area of the Desolate Beast Mountain Range, where huge and slender yellow stones were erected, one after another, and there were many stone grasses, stone flowers and other miraculous visions on the white stone ground.

Gu Chu's eyes widened, looking at the stone forest that was about to approach not far away, his mood was heavy and complicated, his group came to the Desolate Beast Mountain Range to find this stone forest, but now they found it unexpectedly, but they were hunted down, and the situation was urgent.

However, something more urgent is coming.

The mud splashed, and the closer it got to the range of the rocky ground, the speed of the ancient people plummeted, until the ancient people came up in front of the stone ground, stepped on the stone forest with one foot, and fled frantically, but without the use of the land escape technique, the hundred-legged spider quickly caught up, and the slightest chirping followed.

After escaping for so long, Gu Chu had already prepared, flipped in his hand, and a wide handleless flying sword appeared in his hand, and with the other hand, he pinched the trick and mobilized the flying sword to fight.

The hundred-legged spider is a powerful demon beast, generally speaking, the ability to fight several monks of the sixth or seventh level of qi refining, that bald head is such a cultivation, but he only has one person, so he has to flee for his life.

As for Gu Chu, he was only at the third level of Qi refining, and he was facing the hundred-legged spider alone, causing the flying sword to be swaying on the way before he could face it, just like Gu Chu's state of mind at this moment.

The hundred-legged spider had already stopped, it was the size of a calf, eight purple jewel-like eyes, and eight furry spider legs touched the ground, constantly shaking in the mud, but it refused to step into the stone forest.

However, for the flying sword, it can still feel the threat, and immediately raised its tail and shot out a cloud of spider silk, but unfortunately the flying sword shook for a while, and the general dodged and cut one of the spider legs of the centipped spider.

The hundred-legged spider immediately hissed and spun in place, hating the human in front of it, but refusing to step into the rocky ground.

"How can you be hurt by me so easily?" Gu Chu was quite surprised, when he encountered this hundred-legged spider before, its agility impressed Gu Chu, let alone a flying sword, even if a dozen flying swords were combined, it would be difficult to hurt a single hair of the hundred-legged spider.

Now, the hundred-legged spider was injured in one leg, which made it vigilance, and its whole body trembled, and a pair of spider legs appeared out of thin air, erected under it, and in a short time a full hundred spider legs were born, coiled under it, forming a tight circle of spider legs.

Gu Chu's face flashed with horror when he saw this scene, and he hurriedly put away his sword and fled towards the stone forest behind him, as for the hundred-legged spider, it looked at Gu Chu for a long time, and finally after Gu Chu disappeared in the stone forest, it called a few times, looked deeply at the stone forest for a while, and then put away its legs and feet, returned to its normal appearance, and threw itself into the forest.

The center of the stone forest is already a mess at this time.

The stone pillars that were originally straight to the sky are all crooked, a large number of thick stone pillars that dozens of people hug together turn into stone powder, scattered into piles, a large number of broken stones appear bizarrely on the continuous mountains not far away, in the most central area, the originally flat stone ground, there is a ditch that is thousands of zhang long, dozens of zhang deep.

Above the ditch, three immortals stood in the air.

The first immortal spewed flames up and down his body, and the orange flames were like a battle robe and cloak, hanging on his body and constantly flowing, like a god of war in fire.

"Daoist friend Du Feng of Qingling Sect, Daoist friend of Changyuan of the Soul Devouring Sect, do you two really want to follow the next to grab this inheritance?" the immortal in the flames asked in a deep voice, his tone softened, but there was a faint hint of anger.