Ling Qingfeng knew it, and he also drove up his full horsepower, and tried his best to collect the spiritual power of the giant scorpion monster.

The vast and boundless spiritual power boiled and snowed, rolling in, Saint Scorpion Cherokee has been dormant in the ground for tens of thousands of years, and his spiritual power cultivation is unmatched in the world, if it is not for the natural enemy of the king of dragon catchers, who is a natural enemy of the heavenly creatures, he is not afraid of any form of spiritual attack at all.

After struggling for a while, St. Scorpion Cherokee finally began to fight back.

"Bastard! I am the great St. Scorpion Cherokee and will not give in to you! In the name of the demon soldiers, I summon flesh and blood, spirit and blood, and destroy you! ”

After the thunderous incantation was recited, St. Scorpion Cherokee's body suddenly underwent a strange mutation, first shrinking sharply, and then changing from a scorpion shape to a spider shape, the bones of his body continued to compress, and large muscles fell from his body like rain, although he knew that it was a spirit state, it was so real that it was unbearable to look at directly.

After a while, the Saint Scorpion Cherokee turned into a spider monster that was eight points similar to Ling Qingfeng's Poisonous Spider King, but it was only more than ten times larger than that Poisonous Spider King.

Under the entanglement and pulling of the roots of the king of the dragon catcher, a lot of flesh and blood on the giant scorpion monster's body have fallen off, which looks miserable, but in fact, there is a kind of broken wrist, and the meaning of rebirth from the fire is in it, after the giant scorpion monster is transformed, it actually got rid of most of the root entanglements, and only one of the thickest main branches is still choked on its chest.

It was too late, but it was too soon, and the newborn spider king opened his mouth and bit down on the main branch of the dragon catcher king, biting the main branch thicker than a chimney with a crunch, and broke it in two on the spot.

At this moment, it was the turn of the old dragon catcher king to let out an earth-shattering scream.

Even Ling Qingfeng, who was hiding in the roots of the tree, felt it. The Dragon Catcher King's move to devour the opponent's spiritual power was stopped with a single blow, not only interrupting the devouring process. And he was not lightly hurt.

The new spider king struggled, and his whole body floated into the air. Completely free from the clamp of the king of dragon catchers.

"I didn't expect that! Thanks to that stupid human being, I raised the Demon Soldier Spider King to the seventh level for me, and now I will use the real flesh and blood of the Spider King to break your illusory realm! Death to all! ”

As the new spider king let out a series of roars, its body floating in the middle of the sea of knowledge underwent incredible changes again.

The eight arthropods of the Spider King have been transformed into eight blood-glittering weapons!

The Blood Blade Spider Demon Knife, the Ancient Blue Wolf Sword, the Moon Slashing White Crane Axe, the Feng Zen Spirit Monkey Stick, the Giant Elephant Hammer, the Silver Snake Spear, the Ten Thousand Cracked Golden Rooster Fan, and the Nine Turns Jade Scorpion Hook have conjured up a total of eight demon soldiers, with fierce flames and blood rushing to the sky.

Originally. The nine-turn jade scorpion hook was the body of Saint Scorpion Cherokee, and the other seven weapons were the seven magic soldiers inserted on the demon altar.

Ling Qingfeng had only taken one of the Blood Blade Spider Demon Knives that day, and he had already killed many powerful enemies, and now these eight demon weapons were combined into one, and the power was simply earth-shattering, shocking the past and the present.

St. Scorpion Cherokee transformed into the new Spider King and let out a long roar, like a tiger roaring and a cow's neigh, while the joints of his body swayed again and again.

Time. Knives, swords, axes, guns, hammers, clubs, fans, hooks, and a steady stream of spiritual power conjured up weapons of various forms like rain, and smashed the overwhelming bones and brains towards the king of the dragon catcher below.

In every weapon that fell, there was a trace of the essence blood of the Spider King. The power is great, and it specializes in breaking spirits.

Although the King of the Old Dragon Catcher was the natural enemy of all summoned beasts, it was in Ling Qingfeng's sea of knowledge after all. Beings who exist in the form of spirits are attacked by a mixture of real essence and blood. Immediately I couldn't stand it.

Broken branches were flying, and the huge tree was full of huge cracked sores. Appalling!

The spirit and the body are inseparable, without the body of the spiritual sense, it is just the walking dead, no matter how powerful it is, it is meaningless, but without the flesh and blood of the body, the spiritual consciousness has no protection, and it is easy to be scattered, the king of the dragon catcher is now facing this situation, although it has captured more than half of the spiritual consciousness of the giant scorpion monster, but it does not have even a little real body, so it can't withstand such an attack at all.

Under such a dense attack, Ling Qingfeng was by no means uncomfortable, and even his body was seriously affected.

His body, which was originally sitting on the altar, suddenly bloomed at the same time in many places, and what flowed in his meridians was no longer a simple innate true qi, but a sword weapon formed by innate true qi, which was about to break out of the body anytime and anywhere, and the scene was extremely strange.

Gongsun Zhiqing, Gao Tianliang, and Liu Maniac were shocked, they had never seen before, and they had never even heard of such a situation.

Gongsun Zhiqing was about to step forward to stop the bleeding for Aman, but was dragged by Liu Man.

"Wait, you can't pass! The sword qi in his body is very powerful, with our cultivation, I am afraid that we will be divided before we can touch him. Ling Aman may be practicing an extremely powerful martial art, and he said that he wants us to protect the Dharma for him and not let him be distracted! The Liu madman finally had some insight, and knew that it would be useless for the three of them to go up, but it would be harmful, so he persuaded him.

Gao Tianliang frowned, pricked up his ears and listened again, and said, "There is indeed movement up there!" Sister-in-law, you are watching him here, Lao Liu and I will go up, no matter who comes, this gun hole is blocked by us! ”

The Liu maniac didn't say anything, nodded, and stepped on the steps side by side with Gao Tianliang, walking up step by step.

Gongsun Zhiqing had no choice but to hold back her temperament, and looked at the strange changes in Ling Qingfeng's body with a burning heart.

There is a crisis inside, and there are hidden dangers outside, and this time has indeed come to a critical opportunity.

Gongsun Zhiqing faintly felt that if the one in front of her was not handled properly, she was afraid that she would be buried under the ground with Aman.

At this moment, in Ling Qingfeng's sea of knowledge, the space became extremely unstable, and there was a faint rhythm of collapse. If the sea of consciousness collapses, the outer body will also be destroyed because it can't withstand such a huge amount of spiritual power, and this destruction, not only Ling Qingfeng alone, but even the King of the Dragon Catcher and the Saint Scorpion Cherokee will completely dissipate in time and space.

St. Scorpion's attack was like a raging storm, with no intention of stopping at all, countless demon soldiers flew down, and even hundreds of machine guns roared at the same time, forming a waterfall of weapons in mid-air, constantly rushing towards the body of the Dragon Catcher.

The King of the Dragon Catcher was miserable at the moment, because its body was too large, and it was rooted in Ling Qingfeng's sea of consciousness, and it couldn't move, so it could only withstand the attacks of the demon soldiers, and it was carried down bit by bit, and a huge amount of spiritual power was constantly consumed.

Finally, the King of the Dragon Catcher Tree sensed a huge crisis, and a wisp of thought flowed down the root of the tree towards Ling Qingfeng.

"Boy, I can't hold it anymore! Only by you can go up and interrupt its attack, we will have a chance to survive! The Old Dragon Catcher roared.

Ling Qingfeng was silent, still thinking about the truth of what he said.

"It's already half-crazy, and with that spider king's flesh and blood as a bullet, we're no match for each other! Let me send you up, you are familiar with that spider, you can disturb its consciousness, as long as the spider and the scorpion are in turmoil, we will have a chance! Hurry up, don't lose time! The King of the Dragoncatcher roared.

Ling Qingfeng didn't actually believe what the King of the Dragon Catcher Tree said, but he had no choice, because in the next second, he only felt a shock all over his body, and an unstoppable thrust shot the root of the tree he was staying in into the air.

Scold! Ling Qingfeng didn't have time to get out of the tree root, and this half of the tree root had already shot into the new spider king's lower abdomen like a sharp arrow.

In an instant, like tons of seawater squeezed in all directions, Ling Qingfeng only felt that his consciousness was about to be squeezed under this squeezing!

This really scared him, if this wisp of spiritual sense exploded, it would mean that Ling Qingfeng would disappear from the world from now on, and all his memories would be wiped out.

In the midst of the crisis, Ling Qingfeng could only use the spiritual magic taught by his master Gu Ruba to support it and pass on a soul imprint of his own.

At this time, Ling Qingfeng didn't care to check whether what the old Dragon Catcher King said was true, but he hoped that the poisonous Spider King before him still had his senses and could contact the Spider King and stop the attack in time, otherwise it would really disappear.

Strange to say, as soon as Ling Qingfeng's spiritual imprint proving his identity was released, he immediately received a response from the Spider King, and the surrounding spiritual sense squeezed to a halt.

And at this time, above Ling Qingfeng's sea of knowledge, the new spider king's attack action finally stopped, and he was quietly suspended there, motionless.

Ling Qingfeng was in the body of the Spider King, and immediately felt two thoughts beginning to compete for the command of this Spider King's body.

One of these must be Saint Scorpion Chenoqi, while the other weaker mind was the Poisonous Spider King that Ling Qingfeng had carefully cultivated before, and it was also the soul of the war beast in the sword of the Bloody Blade Spider Demon Knife.

At this moment of pause, the old dragon catcher king in the sea of knowledge seized the opportunity and suddenly changed again.

This huge tree was emerging at a rate of melting and melting, and a large number of branches and leaves withered, but the crown of the dragon catcher tree arched a large bag, like a small mountain, with strange peaks one after another.

Soon, the hill grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a huge purple flower bone, standing towards the sky.

The King of the Dragon Catcher had never appeared in front of Ling Qingfeng in this form, its branches grew wildly, but it grew thinner and thinner, only the large purple flower bone at the top grew bigger and bigger, brighter and brighter, and had buds waiting to be released.

Finally, the large flower bones of the dragon catcher tree approached St. Scorpion Cherokee in mid-air. (To be continued.) )