"Lei Quan" was a little puzzled, Xiao Poison knew that it was Sun Dasheng's voice, and he didn't dare to be too naughty about Sun Dasheng, at least Sun Dasheng was not something that he, a little spirit beast, could fight.

"Great Sage, why did you leave this little spider alive?" Xiao Poison looked at Sun Wukong who was somersaulting over in confusion.

"Don't you know, this little spider in front of you must die, but the eight-cubit old man can't die. Sun Wukong opened his mouth to explain.

But what Sun Wukong saw was the eight-cubit Laojun lying on the ground dying, he didn't expect this little poisonous beast to be so fierce, just put a simple poisonous mist, and the eight-cubit Laojun was poisoned.

But Sun Wukong didn't dare to hesitate a little at this moment, and he even glanced at the "Thunder Spring" possessed by the little poison with some resentment.

"You guy, you really don't have a long head! You don't have sharp eyes, and naturally you don't know that the eight-cubit old man has any abnormalities. Sun Wukong sighed, and helplessly used the wishful golden hoop stick to force the soul of the little spider out of the eight-cubit Laojun's body.

"Lei Quan" only then understood that the eight-cubit old man was taken away by this little spider.

"So, where is the real eight-cubit old man?"

The little poisonous beast also knew some things about the eight-elbowed old man through Lei Quan, and he also knew that Lei Quan admired the eight-elbowed old man very much, but he didn't expect the eight-elbow old man to be such a character, but the current scene really made the little poison's heart full of guilt.

"Could the soul of the eight-cubed old man be destroyed by this little spider a long time ago?" asked Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong shook his head, after all, it was impossible for everyone to have the same insight into the evil in the world as he did, and he didn't pray that the little poisonous beast could penetrate the bad body of the eight-cubit old man in front of him.

I saw that Sun Wukong's Ruyi golden hoop rod flashed with golden light, and suddenly a trembling little spider-like soul appeared, which did not have the fierce and vicious appearance before, just a simple little spider.

"Die!"

Sun Wukong didn't say a word, he went up with a stick, so the little spider who did a lot of evil was scattered by Sun Wukong, and he didn't think that he died in the hands of Sun Wukong in the real sense, but died in a five poisonous beast that was not as long as his fraction.

Even if he devoured countless five poisonous beasts, he still couldn't be immune to all poisons, and even if he did a lot of evil and captured many monks, he still couldn't escape the fate of death.

If the little spider is still alive at this moment, there must be countless emotions, just like the besieged Star Monarch back then, even if the world's exercises are combined, they can't escape the fate of being suppressed, even if the world's exercises are cultivated, they are still invincible with two fists and four hands.

"What is really powerful in this world?"

"What is powerful?"

It was undoubtedly the sigh that the little spider trembled before she died.

In fact, Sun Wukong can't answer the question about the little spider, at this moment, he is busy rescuing two people, one is Lei Quan, who was blasted by the "eight-cubit old man", and the other is the dying eight-cubit old man who was poisoned by the little poisonous "poisonous god".

Perhaps, this moment is the most happy ending, although this ending seems a little worrying, but they have found the source of the trouble-the slave of the Monkey King: the greedy heart of the little spider.

After all, a generation of legends cannot escape doom, and a generation of new stars will also repeat the mistakes of legends, and what should all of this become, Lei Quan, who is unconscious at the moment, may be thinking about this difficult and difficult question.

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Many days have passed since this incident, although the eight-cubit Laojun has been deeply poisoned, but just with the little poisonous beast's life and death of the flesh and white bones of a pill, it can be cured, although the problem of the soul is a little more difficult, but for the Monkey King, the old fritter who has dealt with the Netherworld Ghost Mansion countless times, there is no problem at all in warming the soul of the eight-cubit Laojun, maybe the matter of Lei Quan is the real thing.

Lei Quan woke up, woke up for many days, but he didn't talk to anyone, including the Monkey King, he couldn't believe that he had actually walked in the ghost gate, he clearly saw that he had stepped on the Nine Netherworld Path, the three-headed dog of hell was biting his body, and the ghost was teasing his figure, there was no place to be nostalgic, he clearly saw that the two hanged ghosts Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang tied his body with iron chains, and the bull head and horse face were escorted with a knife, but he woke up again.

In fact, Lei Quan didn't want to wake up because of the blow that the eight-elbow Laojun gave him, which was a blow he had never encountered, even in the face of Li Suo'an, the first person in the sect, Lei Quan was not so bleak, I didn't expect that a generation of legends would be plotted by others and trapped in a dream for decades.

Although Lei Quan knew that he was not miserable compared to the eight-cubit Laojun, when he woke up, he went to the countryside like a rotten Ke person, his own sect was no longer the same, and the most loyal disciple of the year had turned into a lot of white bones, and the white bones had traces of weathering, and it was obvious that his disciple had been dead for a long time.

"Sinners are nothing more than eight cubits, how can there be a legend?"

When the eight-elbowed old gentleman learned that he had been robbed of his house and had done a lot of evil, he once had suicidal thoughts, and it seemed that only Lei Quan understood his mood at the moment, and when he saw the poems left by the silk plate cave, he destroyed the great desolate monument in a fit of rage.

"What Lao Jun carries a sword to save the vicissitudes of life? Today's eight-cubit Lao Jun is nothing more than a sinner!"

Lei Quan seemed to think a lot, but he was still reluctant to get off the bed, he hadn't thought about it, he hadn't thought about how he should go in the future, he didn't ask Sun Wukong, even if Ao Xin returned, he didn't ask again.

"Old Jun Daogu, what does it have to do with him?"

Lei Quan's heart seemed to be stung by the battle against the eight-elbow old man, and he began to close his heart, even if the news from the sect Dabi Lei Quan didn't care.

This time, the sect did not completely win the first place in the Jinxiang Palace, because of Lei Quan's departure, Nie Biao replaced Lei Quan in a personal battle with other halls, Nie Biao still failed to defeat Li Suo'an, although he defeated others, it was only the second in the personal battle, and the eight-cubit Laojun obeyed the previous eight-cubit Laojun to give the Golden Fragrance Palace.

"Double your cultivation resources!"

Therefore, in the eyes of other halls, in this sect competition, Jinxiang Hall is the biggest winner, not only won the first hall in the contemporary era in the team battle, but also won a lot of results in the individual battle.

"But losing the Golden Incense Hall of the Thunder Spring is like losing the soul of the palace!"

Shen Qianye was also sullen, he was afraid that Lei Quan would be persecuted, and he also noticed the abnormality of the eight-elbow old man, but he didn't know what was different about the eight-elbow old man.

It seems that as usual, there is nothing wrong with the Golden Fragrance Palace, after Nie Biao apprenticed to Ao Xin, the Dragon Spirit Yin Yang Explosion and the Black Blood Spirit Dragon Transformation seem to be more handy, if he fights with Li Suo'an again, there may be a possibility of victory.

"Senior brother, when senior brother is strong, I will personally bring you back from the hands of the eight-cubit old man!"

Lei Quan looked out of the window sullenly, he knew that the master must be worried about him, but at the moment, although Lei Quan had recovered almost completely, his face was still pale, and it was difficult to have a trace of blood, after all, it took a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones, although there was a panacea, but for Lei Quan, a patient with a comminuted fracture, the poison pill of life and death was not good.

Lei Quan seemed to regret this sect competition, he wanted to fight with Li Suo'an again, divide the high and low, even if he couldn't defeat, he had to let him know the power of the Golden Fragrance Palace.

But now, he is in the valley lord's pavilion, and without the order of the eight-cubit old man, he can't act on his own, even if the current eight-cubit old man is not the little spider who does a lot of evil, then it won't work!

"It's the rule!"

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