When Ming Ming was still some distance away from Xuanwu, he suddenly jumped down. That position was originally judged by Wu Wu, he would not act rashly, but he just gambled. He was betting on whether there were other spider silks in his field of vision, and he was right in this way. As she was about to fall to the ground, Ming Ming grabbed another spider silk, and the bowstring-like sound came from her hand again. He grabbed the spider silk and swung towards the black head-on, and when he let go of his hand, Bai Ya clearly saw that under the moonlight, there was a trail of blood out of thin air.

Mingming was empty-handed, and she rushed towards the monster so recklessly. Without hesitation, he drew a long sword from his side. A deep blue light flowed from the long sword, and the color of the cold iron reflected in his eyes. The moment he drew his sword, Ming Ming stepped on the body of his sword with both feet, flipped back, and fell steadily to the ground.

"Insect carving skills...... But there's still something interesting. He looked at the child condescendingly, "This sword has only slain youkai and killed ...... My kindred. Humans don't have this treatment yet, but are you going to be the first? No - you're half at most. ”

But is this kid the one he just met? Even he himself wasn't sure. But it doesn't matter, any species that has human blood in its veins is filthy and lowly, and they only stain his sword.

Still, he raised his sword. His instinct told him that this half-demon of unknown origin didn't know what tricks he hadn't used, and it was better to solve it as soon as possible. Wu quickly swung a sword, but Ming Ming leaned back and easily dodged. His swordsmanship, whether it is among the demons or humans who know the way, can be regarded as one of the best, and every move and style is natural. The sword light in the dark night flickered constantly, and the whistling wind sounded in Mingming's ears over and over again. It was as if he could tell where each sword would fall, and he could always deftly dodge it, even if sometimes the black swordsmanship was almost flawless—seamless, drillable, and nowhere to escape—he could dodge it in an unusually strange and distorted position. Muscle sprains or misaligned bones are bound to occur, but the child can easily recover from their original condition. Ming Ming doesn't have any weapons to attack, but even if she does, it is estimated that there is no room for counterattack. No matter how agile and flexible he is now, just hiding and avoiding will not do the battle any good.

"We have to save him!" Jun Aoyan: They are still dealing with that group of minions.

Soon, something even more amazing happened to them. The corpses of spiders, who had missing arms and legs, and even lost their heads, suddenly miraculously stood up again. It's as if an invisible limb returns to them, regaining control of their bodily movements. If it goes on like this, I don't know when the killing will end.

"He's controlling them." Jun Aoyan cut a thread somewhere, and a crippled spider became less flexible, "But we don't know where each thread is!" ”

Bai Ya looked at Fang Cai's floating bloodstains. It had slid diagonally down in the direction of the line, pulling out a long strip of red. Qi Huan also looked there.

"I have a solution." Liu Sheng said coldly.

"Me too."

I don't know what Liu Shenghan and Qi Huan thought, they suddenly looked at Bai Ya after looking at each other for a short time.

Liu Shenghan said to him, "Cover me." ”

Although he didn't know what idea they came up with, Bai Ya nodded. Liu Shenghan gently turned the pen around, and suddenly ran quickly here. Bai Ya rushed a distance in front of her, swinging his twin knives quickly and without any order, cutting off all the lines in front of him that might scratch Liu Shenghan, but not all. Jun Aoyan looked at this side, and vaguely felt that some kind of transparent ink was spreading from Liu Shenghan's pen, and she felt that something was blurred, but the situation after that had not changed much. The number of spider spirits continued to increase, and the wreckage on the ground almost had no place to stay, and she and Qi Huan were about to reach their limit.

“…… What exactly are you? ”

The arm strength of swinging the sword is a drop in the bucket for Xuan Wu, but he is somewhat confused: not to mention children, even if ordinary adults do a few headflips and raise their legs, they are already tired and out of breath. Compared with his previous ordinary appearance, he had overflowed with an extraordinary demonic aura at this time. This is very strange, through the smell, most youkai can judge his identity as a half-demon, but the half-demon is not so bad that even the slightest demonic power can be emitted. The half-demons he had seen and heard of would all exude demonic aura to some extent, and their abilities were not enough to completely hide them. When they first met a few people, they didn't have the slightest aura of being a monster, especially this child, an ordinary person. But now it's completely different, and Wu can be sure that it wasn't the spider spirit's eye that infected him. Could it be that he is actually very strong, strong enough to control the spread of his demonic energy freely? Maybe it's more than that. After all, his every move is so inexplicable and so elusive.

Finally, Mingming was a little tired. As he dodged a sword, his face was slashed through by something else, a section of the spider's black limbs. This time it was impossible to prevent it, and a small amount of venom made Mingming's wound not heal so quickly. He held out his hand—the lace on his palm had long since healed, and he touched his cheek, which touched the warm liquid. Under the influence of a small amount of venom, the wound feels a little paralyzed, and it is not painful. He used his index finger and thumb to pull out the sticky red line, and the whole person became more gloomy. After a short moment, Ming Ming suddenly raised her head, her emerald green eyes bloodshot.

"How dare you...... You dare, dare to hurt him - you deserve to die, you deserve to die! Die! Damn it——! ”

His pitch soared suddenly, and his neutral voice, which had not yet reached the period of voice change, was even sharper, like a hysterical little girl. Bai Ya and the others suddenly looked over here, thinking that he was in some trouble. It was too far to threaten the crow, but the sharp and sustained voice almost pierced his eardrums. He felt that even the spider silk that he had secretly laid here was trembling slightly.

As soon as Wu Wu waved his hand, dozens of spider silks brushed from the side of Mingming's neck, armpits, arms, legs and other places, and as soon as he raised his hand again, the whole child was set up.

"Let's stop the farce." With a calm face, he raised his sword, "Soon your friends will meet you in the underworld." ”

Mingming's eyes were still bloodshot, and he bared his teeth, like a cat with the skin of the back of his neck pulled up, and he couldn't even open his teeth and dance his claws. But at the moment when Wu Wu raised his sword, a huge spider spirit suddenly knocked him down. Wu saw that the spider's eyes were abnormal, it emitted a blue light, but the aura on its body was no different from that of his own men—this was the reason why he was not alert in the first place. But it behaved so erratically, he didn't know why. Without much hesitation, Wu Wu stabbed its head from below, flipping it aside. As soon as he looked down, he felt a strange burning sensation in his chest where the amber was stored. He saw that it emitted an unprecedented dazzling blue light through the fabric.

Mingming was still staring at him. If the gaze could kill, he would have died a hundred times. Mingming was still cursing in her mouth, and her sharp and poisonous words never stopped. Is it just because of the wound on his face? Why? His companions had been in danger several times, and he had never been so agitated.

Even Bai Ya's side found a problem. The spiders that are still alive, they don't know how they communicate with each other. Now, a few people had some answers in their hearts, because the spider spirits suddenly lost their way, and some of them were wandering in circles in a daze, like ordering the unorganized soldiers who had been intercepted, and the ants on the hot pot. The only ones left who could attack and resist were the mutilated corpses. When they looked at Ming Ming again, the child stared fearlessly at the youkai in front of him, and it was the blue amber on the monster that disturbed everything.

Can that child's half-demon control, or at least interfere with the youkai's communication? On a spiritual level? How did he use the Poseidon Treasure? Bai Ya didn't know anything about it.

Wu stood up and held his forehead. Although he was not injured, he appeared to have suffered some kind of interference. More spider spirits rushed towards him, but he relentlessly slaughtered the rebellious little ones one by one. At that moment, Blue Amber fell out of his clothes, and a spider rushed forward and grabbed Blue Amber in her mouth. Suddenly, the other spiders stopped attacking their master, and instead rushed forward frantically, tearing the blue amber to pieces. The terrible chewing sound was incessant, but Lan Per didn't know where to go.

Wu knew very well that the only way to regain control of the chaos was to get rid of the troublemaker in front of him. Just as he was about to raise his weapon again, Bai Ya suddenly threw the scimitar out, and the rapidly rotating blade cut the line above Mingming. The black dodged the scimitar sideways, and turned twice to predict where the scimitar had bent back. The second time, the scimitar cut the line under Mingming, and he fell to the ground, and the knife returned to Bai Ya's hand.

"We've seen through your tricks, so let's get caught."

Ming Ming got up from the ground, and suddenly two white paper figures ran over and dragged him away without saying a word. Although it was just Qi Huan's illusion, those two paper men were quite strong. Ming Ming didn't make much of a struggle, just stared at the large pile of spiders stacked high in front of her. That blue amber is probably in there.

Wu didn't speak. He put his sword back, raised his hands sharply, and grabbed them out of thin air. The spider colonies were overwhelming, and once again they were coming at them. This time, even the spiders that had been surrounding Blue Amber were torn apart. They are obviously a bit grumpy and have a hard time listening to commands, but the spider silk makes it impossible for them to resist.

One of the spiders squirmed twice in a strange position, suddenly folding its limbs and making a clicking sound. It's changing: the eyes are splitting, and more eyeballs appear on the surface of the skin like bubbles rising in a swamp; A crack appeared on its side, and blue plasma splattered outward. But instead of getting weak, it grew stronger, its body swelling bigger and bigger, and its mouth neighed almost like a horse.

The black brow did not frown, and suddenly slapped into its waist and abdomen, pulling something out of it. The mutant spider rumbled down like a mountain, stirring up a cloud of dust beside him.

Wu got the blue amber again. He glanced at the terrible-looking spider, and then at the gem in his hand.

"Right now!"

Liu Shenghan suddenly shouted, and a small burning stone flew in the distance. Qi Huan knocked a makeshift piece of gunpowder over in the distance. Liu Shenghan and Jun Aoyan, who was pulling Mingming, suddenly turned their heads and ran. The burning gunpowder was easily dodged by the black, but the flames exploded from behind him. The scorching blue flames flowed along those lines, and in all directions there were terrifying flames of light, and the whole depression became a sea of fire—a sea of blue fire.

Liu Shenghan poured the flammable blood everywhere, and Qi Huan ignited it. The line of fire clearly showed the location of each spider silk, and although the density had been thinned out by them, the scale was somewhat beyond imagination. Qi Huan picked up the tea and prepared to leave this place of right and wrong. Seeing that Bai Ya was still staring at the position of Xuanwu, he shouted helplessly:

"Let's go! If you don't run again, you won't have a chance! ”

"How can you let amber fall into his hands!"

"Are you angry? I'm afraid you won't have your life to rob it! You're going to—"

"With such a big fire, he can't get out easily, it's not too late for us to come later!"

Jun Aoyan followed and persuaded him, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him away. He didn't speak, kept his eyes on that side, barely ran two steps under his feet, and reluctantly left. The rest of the men ran in a wide direction without looking back. In the pale blue firelight, only the silhouette of the black one was twisted and swaying.

He just silently looked at the thing in his hand, motionless, indifferent as if he didn't feel pain, and let the fire around him spread in all directions until it consumed everything.