"It's just you!" asked Chuanting to shake his body and take firm steps, stepping towards the Spider King step by step.

It's no wonder that Wen Chuanting looks like this, in the face of the murderous tarantula guards, keeping his hands is not responsible for his own life, in order to be responsible, he can only kill the killer and show no mercy.

How to be ruthless?! Be ruthless to the enemy, be ruthless to yourself, and be ruthless to hurt yourself, then use your life to make up for it, since you are ruthless to hurt yourself, then how can the enemy be terrible!

Don't spoil them, don't get used to them, take a step back, they take ten steps forward, don't retreat a step, and move forward hard, then they should be the ones who regress.

That's how you got it!

The brave man wins when he meets on the narrow road, Wen Chuanting wins, and the tarantula guards are cut under the sword, and under the indifferent gaze of the Spider King, he is urged by Wen Chuanting to devour the six soul flags one by one, and the bones are gone!

"What are you hesitating about, what are you waiting for?" asked Chuanting didn't know, and he didn't want to know, his only thought was to kill the spider king, as long as it died, the spider swarm would be chaotic, and the spider king existed, even if they could escape, they would still inevitably be surrounded and intercepted by the spider swarm.

Instead of wasting time and effort to run desperately, it is better to give it a go. It's a big deal, if you don't die, everything will be fine!

The Spider King was indifferent and ruthless, as if he was a god on top, looking down at the staggering Wen Chuanting, and his egg-sized eyes cast a shadow of Wen Chuanting's figure, as if he was looking at a mayfly.

How can a grasshopper shake the heavens with a spirit of fear, but it is unattainable, and how can it shake the heavens high above with only a warm blood, with ignorance and fearlessness? Except for the word stupid, there is no other word that can vividly depict the demeanor of the grasshopper.

Wen Chuanting is the mayfly in the eyes of the Spider King, and it is high in the sky, the master of this jungle, the leader of thousands of tarantulas, and the existence of one and the same.

The spider king took an elegant step, eight spider legs that flashed with cold light swiped forward, and his body took a leisurely step forward, the space was compressed, and the distance between them was shortened in an instant.

The tarantula lifted one leg lightly, and the end three toes were curled, as if a human hand was playing a brain melon, and he straightened his head to ask Chuan for a moment.

"You underestimate me too much!" asked Chuanting burst into a loud voice, although he was a little exhausted, his reaction was not slow, the long sword in his hand was suddenly erected, the sword spine collided with the three toes of the spider king, sparks shot out in the clanging sound, and the cold sword ridge with the smell of grass and trees hit his forehead, and there was a faint sound of bones crackling.

A good head was raised high, driving the body backwards, and the neck was subjected to a huge pull, making a clicking sound.

Compared with the fragile neck that brings up the whole body to fly, the forehead bone is the hardest place in the human body, and the spider king flicks his toe, and the sword spine collides back, which can hit his forehead bone with a snapping sound, which shows the strength of this toe.

Wen Chuanting fell to the ground with a pop, shook his head hallucinately, and the two-inch-wide sword spine mark on his forehead was clearly imprinted there, bringing out too much weirdness to his delicate and immature face.

"It's not an opponent!" This was the first thought after asking Chuanting to get up, and the second thought was, "Not an enemy!"

Cultivation is not in the same class, the difference in strength is huge, it is not an opponent, it is not an opponent, it is not an enemy, the only choice is to outwit, how to outwit? Look at its elegant and calm steps, bright and ruthless eyes, it is tantamount to having human wisdom.

If you are not afraid of tarantulas, you are afraid that intelligent tarantulas have great strength. Being able to organize a siege of spiders, and even have a bit of the momentum of the army, which shows the super high wisdom of the Spider King, with a flick of his toes, he can bounce Wen Chuan Ting away, in addition to a little bit of Wen Chuan Ting exhaustion, it is more of the Spider King's strong strength.

Full of calculations, Wen Chuanting is just the cultivation of the peak of refining at this time, and then it is the realm of unity, as the opponent's spider king, it is not like the general tarantula surging demonic energy, and it is not like the tarantula guards with a powerful demonic energy, it is a kind of introverted, and there is no demonic energy from the outside.

Wen Chuanting stood up and waved his sword, shaking the six soul flags in his hand, and the black gas formed waves and waves, although it did not play a big role in the spider king, as long as it could play a slightly disturbing role, Wen Chuanting would be happy, and if he could frustrate the spider king, there would be hope for victory.

A sword swinged, with a brilliant light, as if releasing a strong light, the sun that shone on the earth landed on the ground, opening up a pure land among the dark clouds.

The six soul flags and the millilight released by the sword qi were obviously different, but they were perfectly blended together, complementing each other and cooperating with each other, and the fierce attacks enveloped the spider king.

A pink streamer silently appeared in the black gas released by the Six Soul Flags, and Wen Chuanting howled miserably, and his left shoulder was pierced, and at the same time, the moment the pink streamer appeared, he vaguely saw that the Spider King who was submerged in the black gas was completely penetrated by the streamer.

A huge pain struck his mind, and the abruptly retracted streamer made Wen Chuanting stumble, almost falling, pink and tender blood gushing, stained on the six soul flags, black qi surged, dissipated instantly, and could vaguely see thousands of pitch-black points of light wriggling.

"The Spider King is dead, where did you get the help?" asked Chuanting a little incredulous, in the spirit of caution, the Six Soul Banners did not withdraw the black qi released.

"Goo!"

The toad's cry shook the heavens and the earth, and the strange chirping of the tarantula also sounded at the same time, this is not the chirping of ordinary tarantulas, ordinary tarantulas do not have this kind of atmospheric and loud howl, a huge momentum appeared, and the black gas that permeated the air was suppressed three feet, revealing the green leaves and the blue sky above.

The huge toad appeared in front of him, and the undulating figure frightened the earth and trembled, and in the roar, a pink tongue swallowed in the mouth of the huge toad, silent, as fast as lightning, inch by inch from the spider king who jumped up and down.

"Not dead?!That tongue hit an afterimage, and the Spider King sensed the danger and jumped away early! The rapid figure formed an afterimage and was hit!" asked Chuanting was shocked in his heart.

The diffuse black qi shattered under his tongue, and with every whip, Wen Chuanting could feel that the power of the Six Soul Banners was shrinking. Hitting the sword qi storm that resists the tarantula swarm will inevitably cause the sword qi storm to decompose and reduce to the smallest sword qi.

The storm of sword qi dissipated, revealing the frightened and trembling spider swarm behind it, a ten-zhang long pitch-black centipede crawled in the spider group, and where it passed, the spider swarm turned into a puddle of yellow water, and the hard fluffy armor on its body could not play any protective role.

On the other side, a giant red scorpion with a body no less than a pitch-black centipede has a high-cocked tail, and the tail spines at the end are pitch-black and shiny, flashing faintly shiny.

"One of the five poisons is still missing?!" Ignoring the tarantula fleeing frantically, the four huge beasts in front of him made Wen Chuanting instantly think of the familiar five poisons, scorpions, centipedes, toads, spiders, and a poisonous snake that had never appeared.

"No, it's here!" The cyan serpent coiled around the thick trunk of the tree, shaded by the green leaves, and if it weren't for the lantern-like eyes, Wen Chuanting would never have believed that the green snake would have chameleon stunts.

Roaring riots, dusty flying, green leaves falling, sawdust flying, the earth is devastated, Wen Chuanting empathizes, turns around and grabs the monkey, and presses Dugu on his shoulder, "Hurry up, go quickly, giant beast war, this is not something we can participate in, while the five poisons pinch each other and don't attract attention, let's go quickly." ”

The erupting messenger was too busy to flee for his life, and he didn't see the bright eyes of the monkey shoot a belligerent light.