Episode 335: Sorcerer, God!

The bewildering spell and the invasion of strange forces caused the blood to flow and the heart to beat rapidly, but in this regard, Cheng Fei was not afraid at all, but was very excited, and immediately let out a long howl in his mouth.

The sound soared into the sky, at first low, but then it turned high-pitched, like a dragon's groan, circling and rushing into the sky!

In the face of Cheng Fei's strong voice, the chanting voice in Ba Song's mouth was immediately completely suppressed. The sound of a long whistle was endless, like heavy waves, slamming in.

"Ugh!"

With a muffled snort, Ba Song's body couldn't help but tremble, the chanting in his mouth suddenly stopped, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, in this first round of confrontation, he suffered a small loss.

"This is your strength? The thousand-year-old secret legend of the Ghost King Temple, the so-called head-lowering witchcraft, can only do it to this extent? It's really disappointing. ”

Cheng Fei opened his mouth indifferently, and between his words, he seemed to be a little lost, and at that moment, I saw him slowly raise his hand, and the wind converged, condensing into a sharp blade, circling and flying in his palm. Now, he didn't want to stall for time, and was ready to fight quickly and kill these Ghost King Temple's head descenders as soon as possible.

Although the three of Wupeng were far away, they still felt the terrible pressure from Cheng Fei, and their faces couldn't help but change drastically.

Compared with them, although he was facing Cheng Fei head-on and was already injured, Ba Song still didn't have the slightest panicked look on his face, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of ridicule.

"Arrogance, since you are so confident, then I will let you have a good experience, our Ghost King Temple's head-lowering witchcraft, are you ready to die?"

With a cold snort, the poisonous gas on Ba Song's body exploded, and then, only a soft sound of "whoosh" was heard, and a spider silk the thickness of a thumb suddenly emerged from behind Cheng Fei and was firmly wrapped around Cheng Fei's arm!

"Hmm~~~~"

Cheng Fei Shi Ran turned around, only to see behind him, I don't know when, there was actually a black spider with a size of three or five meters, this giant spider was covered with black fluff all over its body, only eight huge eyes, flashing bloodthirsty green light, long fangs, sticking out of the mouth, extremely hideous and terrifying.

"That's what you're confident about?!"

Cheng Fei has such eyesight, he can naturally see that this big black spider is by no means an ordinary creature, but a highly poisonous spider cultivated by Ba Song with the head-lowering witchcraft of the Ghost King Temple, which is not only strong, but also full of poison, and if it touches a little bit, even if it is a martial arts master and a strong person with strong abilities, it is difficult to resist.

However, even so, he is still not afraid, because he has enough confidence in his own strength, and he believes that in this world, there is nothing worthy of his fear.

But he is not afraid, but there are people who are afraid.

The driver who drove the car was just an ordinary person, although during this time, he learned a little bit of the fur of Zhan Tian Qi from the Internet, and he was able to be regarded as strong and strong with the blessing of the revival of the aura of heaven and earth, but where had he ever seen such a terrifying monster, for him, a spider the size of a palm was already very terrifying, let alone such a giant spider with a size of three or five meters!

"Monster, monster!"

The great fear hit his heart, and he screamed in fright, and the whole person couldn't help but fall to the ground, his face was pale, and he was trembling like chaff. The bewildering spell and the invasion of strange forces caused the blood to flow and the heart to beat rapidly, but in this regard, Cheng Fei was not afraid at all, but was very excited, and immediately let out a long howl in his mouth.

The sound soared into the sky, at first low, but then it turned high-pitched, like a dragon's groan, circling and rushing into the sky!

In the face of Cheng Fei's strong voice, the chanting voice in Ba Song's mouth was immediately completely suppressed. The sound of a long whistle was endless, like heavy waves, slamming in.

"Ugh!"

With a muffled snort, Ba Song's body couldn't help but tremble, the chanting in his mouth suddenly stopped, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, in this first round of confrontation, he suffered a small loss.

"This is your strength? The thousand-year-old secret legend of the Ghost King Temple, the so-called head-lowering witchcraft, can only do it to this extent? It's really disappointing. ”

Cheng Fei opened his mouth indifferently, and between his words, he seemed to be a little lost, and at that moment, I saw him slowly raise his hand, and the wind converged, condensing into a sharp blade, circling and flying in his palm. Now, he didn't want to stall for time, and was ready to fight quickly and kill these Ghost King Temple's head descenders as soon as possible.

Although the three of Wupeng were far away, they still felt the terrible pressure from Cheng Fei, and their faces couldn't help but change drastically.

Compared with them, although he was facing Cheng Fei head-on and was already injured, Ba Song still didn't have the slightest panicked look on his face, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of ridicule.

"Arrogance, since you are so confident, then I will let you have a good experience, our Ghost King Temple's head-lowering witchcraft, are you ready to die?"

With a cold snort, the poisonous gas on Ba Song's body exploded, and then, only a soft sound of "whoosh" was heard, and a spider silk the thickness of a thumb suddenly emerged from behind Cheng Fei and was firmly wrapped around Cheng Fei's arm!

"Hmm~~~~"

Cheng Fei Shi Ran turned around, only to see behind him, I don't know when, there was actually a black spider with a size of three or five meters, this giant spider was covered with black fluff all over its body, only eight huge eyes, flashing bloodthirsty green light, long fangs, sticking out of the mouth, extremely hideous and terrifying.

"That's what you're confident about?!"

Cheng Fei has such eyesight, he can naturally see that this big black spider is by no means an ordinary creature, but a highly poisonous spider cultivated by Ba Song with the head-lowering witchcraft of the Ghost King Temple, which is not only strong, but also full of poison, and if it touches a little bit, even if it is a martial arts master and a strong person with strong abilities, it is difficult to resist.

However, even so, he is still not afraid, because he has enough confidence in his own strength, and he believes that in this world, there is nothing worthy of his fear.

But he is not afraid, but there are people who are afraid.

The driver who drove the car was just an ordinary person, although during this time, he learned a little bit of the fur of Zhan Tian Qi from the Internet, and he was able to be regarded as strong and strong with the blessing of the revival of the aura of heaven and earth, but where had he ever seen such a terrifying monster, for him, a spider the size of a palm was already very terrifying, let alone such a giant spider with a size of three or five meters!

"Monster, monster!"

The great fear hit his heart, and he screamed in fright, and the whole person couldn't help but fall to the ground, his face was pale, and he was trembling like chaff. The bewildering spell and the invasion of strange forces caused the blood to flow and the heart to beat rapidly, but in this regard, Cheng Fei was not afraid at all, but was very excited, and immediately let out a long howl in his mouth.

The sound soared into the sky, at first low, but then it turned high-pitched, like a dragon's groan, circling and rushing into the sky!

In the face of Cheng Fei's strong voice, the chanting voice in Ba Song's mouth was immediately completely suppressed. The sound of a long whistle was endless, like heavy waves, slamming in.

"Ugh!"

With a muffled snort, Ba Song's body couldn't help but tremble, the chanting in his mouth suddenly stopped, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, in this first round of confrontation, he suffered a small loss.

"This is your strength? The thousand-year-old secret legend of the Ghost King Temple, the so-called head-lowering witchcraft, can only do it to this extent? It's really disappointing. ”

Cheng Fei opened his mouth indifferently, and between his words, he seemed to be a little lost, and at that moment, I saw him slowly raise his hand, and the wind converged, condensing into a sharp blade, circling and flying in his palm. Now, he didn't want to stall for time, and was ready to fight quickly and kill these Ghost King Temple's head descenders as soon as possible.

Although the three of Wupeng were far away, they still felt the terrible pressure from Cheng Fei, and their faces couldn't help but change drastically.

Compared with them, although he was facing Cheng Fei head-on and was already injured, Ba Song still didn't have the slightest panicked look on his face, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of ridicule.

"Arrogance, since you are so confident, then I will let you have a good experience, our Ghost King Temple's head-lowering witchcraft, are you ready to die?"

With a cold snort, the poisonous gas on Ba Song's body exploded, and then, only a soft sound of "whoosh" was heard, and a spider silk the thickness of a thumb suddenly emerged from behind Cheng Fei and was firmly wrapped around Cheng Fei's arm!

"Hmm~~~~"

Cheng Fei Shi Ran turned around, only to see behind him, I don't know when, there was actually a black spider with a size of three or five meters, this giant spider was covered with black fluff all over its body, only eight huge eyes, flashing bloodthirsty green light, long fangs, sticking out of the mouth, extremely hideous and terrifying.

"That's what you're confident about?!"

Cheng Fei has such eyesight, he can naturally see that this big black spider is by no means an ordinary creature, but a highly poisonous spider cultivated by Ba Song with the head-lowering witchcraft of the Ghost King Temple, which is not only strong, but also full of poison, and if it touches a little bit, even if it is a martial arts master and a strong person with strong abilities, it is difficult to resist.

However, even so, he is still not afraid, because he has enough confidence in his own strength, and he believes that in this world, there is nothing worthy of his fear.

But he is not afraid, but there are people who are afraid.

The driver who drove the car was just an ordinary person, although during this time, he learned a little bit of the fur of Zhan Tian Qi from the Internet, and he was able to be regarded as strong and strong with the blessing of the revival of the aura of heaven and earth, but where had he ever seen such a terrifying monster, for him, a spider the size of a palm was already very terrifying, let alone such a giant spider with a size of three or five meters!

"Monster, monster!"

The great fear hit his heart, and he screamed in fright, and the whole person couldn't help but fall to the ground, his face was pale, and he was trembling like chaff. The bewildering spell and the invasion of strange forces caused the blood to flow and the heart to beat rapidly, but in this regard, Cheng Fei was not afraid at all, but was very excited, and immediately let out a long howl in his mouth.

The sound soared into the sky, at first low, but then it turned high-pitched, like a dragon's groan, circling and rushing into the sky!

In the face of Cheng Fei's strong voice, the chanting voice in Ba Song's mouth was immediately completely suppressed. The sound of a long whistle was endless, like heavy waves, slamming in.

"Ugh!"

With a muffled snort, Ba Song's body couldn't help but tremble, the chanting in his mouth suddenly stopped, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, in this first round of confrontation, he suffered a small loss.

"This is your strength? The thousand-year-old secret legend of the Ghost King Temple, the so-called head-lowering witchcraft, can only do it to this extent? It's really disappointing. ”

Cheng Fei opened his mouth indifferently, and between his words, he seemed to be a little lost, and at that moment, I saw him slowly raise his hand, and the wind converged, condensing into a sharp blade, circling and flying in his palm. Now, he didn't want to stall for time, and was ready to fight quickly and kill these Ghost King Temple's head descenders as soon as possible.

Although the three of Wupeng were far away, they still felt the terrible pressure from Cheng Fei, and their faces couldn't help but change drastically.

Compared with them, although he was facing Cheng Fei head-on and was already injured, Ba Song still didn't have the slightest panicked look on his face, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of ridicule.

"Arrogance, since you are so confident, then I will let you have a good experience, our Ghost King Temple's head-lowering witchcraft, are you ready to die?"

With a cold snort, the poisonous gas on Ba Song's body exploded, and then, only a soft sound of "whoosh" was heard, and a spider silk the thickness of a thumb suddenly emerged from behind Cheng Fei and was firmly wrapped around Cheng Fei's arm!

"Hmm~~~~"

Cheng Fei Shi Ran turned around, only to see behind him, I don't know when, there was actually a black spider with a size of three or five meters, this giant spider was covered with black fluff all over its body, only eight huge eyes, flashing bloodthirsty green light, long fangs, sticking out of the mouth, extremely hideous and terrifying.

"That's what you're confident about?!"

Cheng Fei has such eyesight, he can naturally see that this big black spider is by no means an ordinary creature, but a highly poisonous spider cultivated by Ba Song with the head-lowering witchcraft of the Ghost King Temple, which is not only strong, but also full of poison, and if it touches a little bit, even if it is a martial arts master and a strong person with strong abilities, it is difficult to resist.

However, even so, he is still not afraid, because he has enough confidence in his own strength, and he believes that in this world, there is nothing worthy of his fear.

But he is not afraid, but there are people who are afraid.

The driver who drove the car was just an ordinary person, although during this time, he learned a little bit of the fur of Zhan Tian Qi from the Internet, and he was able to be regarded as strong and strong with the blessing of the revival of the aura of heaven and earth, but where had he ever seen such a terrifying monster, for him, a spider the size of a palm was already very terrifying, let alone such a giant spider with a size of three or five meters!

"Monster, monster!"

The great fear hit his heart, and he screamed in fright, and the whole person couldn't help but fall to the ground, his face was pale, and he was trembling like chaff.