Lin Suqing couldn't face the spider, he could only dodge as much as possible, and at the same time wait for an opportunity to find out its weakness in order to subdue it.

What he is best at is illusion, but he can't use illusion now. Especially in the demon world.

Illusion is the specialty of the royal family of the demon world. Even if he was originally learned by his own mother-in-law, Ye Yuanjun, he took this technique out of the demon world and taught it in Tianrui Academy, but except for the royal family of the demon world, there are still only a handful of people who have truly learned illusions.

Even if it is brought out of the demon world, even if it is set up in Sanqing Ruins, it is still an oral and private transmission.

There are only one or two of them who have learned, and even if they have learned, they are not deep, and the only one or two were originally from the demon world, not to say that they are from the royal family, but they are also distant relatives. Now he is an important minister in the demon world, and he is in a high position.

Right now, if he is performing demon magic in the demon world, won't he cause trouble and attract attention?

Fortunately, there was a master who taught him the number of Qimen Dunjia, let's count that master is an old friend of Midnight Yuanjun, thanks to the master's sacrifice of his life, he can predict the direction of the giant spider's upcoming attack with the Qimen Dun technique, so as to immediately move towards the position of resolution.

In addition, with the protection of the glaive suit, he has not suffered any major injuries, and even if there are injuries in his body, he is rapidly recovering at a perceptible speed, thanks to the physical body shaped by the second prince, the Hidden Holy Monarch.

It was the flesh and blood of the Holy Monarch, and when he was so badly injured by the three eyes, he quickly returned to normal, and the gods could not hurt him at all, and the wounds of ordinary things were not to be counted.

And he didn't want to kill the spider.

I have seen its owner beforehand, and the woman in red is its owner, killing it will make a feud with the woman in red, and since the woman in red can capture him here through the monster at the gate of the demon world, then she must not be alone in the demon world.

If you kill a beast, you have to kill another woman in red, and if you kill a woman in red, you have to kill her friends again, kill again, kill again......

There is no need.

He didn't come to the demon world to make enemies.

There's really no need.

He is a clone at the moment, and just in case, the other two clones are on their way. If you can find the spider's weakness and subdue it before this clone runs out of spiritual power, then it will not dissipate, and the other two clones will continue to use their own purposes.

He dodged and defended, while waiting for an opportunity to find the flaws and weaknesses of the spider, and at the same time dialed the small abacus in his heart.

All the physical strength is exhausted.

And the spider also because of the constant pursuit of him, inadvertently fell into the strange door escape and formation he walked out, the strange escape technique is that there is no need to use the physical array, it is to borrow the natural aura of heaven and earth, and the magnetic field of all parties, and step the aura array.

It also consumed the spider dizzy.

......

And on the other side of the quiet dream, it is another fierce battle, she is indeed very strong, and it is not a problem to fight against a hundred, but now she is injured.

Those wounds she called flesh wounds, and all wounds that did not hurt the root were called flesh wounds. It's just that, although it didn't hurt the root, it also affected her actions.

The pain caused by tearing the wound between every move is better than being seriously injured, although the serious injury is serious, but because of the seriousness, it often loses consciousness, but does not affect the body.

What's more, at present, there are not only a hundred people surrounding her who are constantly attacking, but the black pressure is dense and immeasurable.

The skeleton ghost whip hunted the loudest, sending one evil ghost demon after another to ashes, and the evil ghosts and demons seemed to be bound to win, going forward one after another, breaking one piece, and attracting another piece.

I don't know how many evil spirits have been taken in by the demon world.

Since they can all successfully break into the demon world, then she can. How can you give up on the present?!

She never gave up in her creed!

The wind in the demon world is terrifying, and the wind sweeps up the robes, but also with a solemn aura. Is this the demon world, where you really speak with strength, it's really hard to think of how such a demon world can be governed by Emperor Qi so peaceful!

They are aggressive, warlike, good at drinking blood, and good at killing, but they all abide by the restrictions of Emperor Qi in a proper manner, and they will never commit a single grass or tree outside the demon world.

I don't dare to think that if Emperor Qi is not there......

Or...... Emperor Pray declares war......

However, he would not declare war, if he was willing to fight, it would not have been him who went to the Nine Heavens to sign a conspiracy agreement with the Emperor of Heaven in the first place, if he was willing to fight, he would have fought in the first place.

Qing Youmeng endured the sharp pain of countless wounds and tears, shuttling through the dense black shadows, wailing everywhere they passed, wailing was the end of their lives, and from then on they were annihilated between heaven and earth, not even a grain of dust and sand.

How could he be defeated at the gate of the realm before he reached the place of trial in the demon realm?

It can only be said that they have no eyes and kill themselves!

......

The border of the demon world is a circle, and within the circle is the demon world.

At this moment, Lin Suqing is in the north, and the quiet dream is in the west.

A bloody rain and bloody wind, life and death in the blink of an eye, the air is full of blood, and the sand on the dry desert-like land may all be the original gods scattered by evil spirits. It's a pity that they are not even as good as fine sand, which can still inspire the sun and the moon, and they are really dead.

One place is like child's play, going around and around, and the ghost hitting the wall. Spiders can't catch moths, and moths don't pounce on spiders, flying around in circles.

You come and go, you hurt me a place, I don't care, I will hurt you a place. My wounds will heal on their own, and I won't hurt you badly.

Offense and defense are like borrowing money, borrowing and repaying.

......

However, at this time, there was a figure, and behind the figure, there was a pile of vines that seemed to be charred, and they were all over the ground.

The figure habitually dusted off his robe that had not stained the slightest bit of charred ash, and then looked up to sniff the direction of the wind, while sniffing the message it carried.

I smelled blood, and I smelled the information I was trying to get.

The figure walked quickly, looking at a clear goal, a definite direction, and something he wanted to do.

The figure was really inconspicuous, and it was quietly flowing among the demons, but those flowers and trees did not hurt the figure.

The figure seemed to have some kind of magic shield on its body, and even if there were monsters that wanted to hurt and rashly attacked, they were all bounced back by the magic shield, and in the end they seriously injured themselves.

The magic shield on his body was bright and red, like a thin layer of fire, but it did not burn, only rebounded external attacks, and if he did not attack, he would be fine.

But he still walked in a hurry, and he walked very carefully.

The figure appeared near the east, and was heading north.

The risks of this trip had been understood in advance, so everything was blocked.

The figure walked and walked, suddenly paused, stopped and looked at the depths of the forest. If you don't do something, maybe you will be like living a life without any hope and meaninglessness with these nameless little monsters, like an empty bottle in front of a beggar.