Ping'an's reaction was not unpleasant, but no matter how fast it was, it still seemed a little slower.

The sudden tsunami-like burning, even if Ping An clenched his teeth in time to withstand the first wave, he was still overwhelmed by the endless momentum that followed.

At this time, the leopard spider obviously would not waste such a precious opportunity, and let out a furious roar from the sky, and the belly supported by the eight claws pressed down violently.

I don't know if it's his own delusion, although the peace at this time is a little flawless, but he did have a sense in his heart for the first time, is the leopard spider going to launch spider silk again?

Sure enough, the next moment, the leopard spider's tail lifted again, and a large cloud of more viscous cobwebs erupted.

It's just, how can it seem that the leopard spider's movements are so slower than before, one at a time, there is no feeling of doing it in one go, and the interval takes a long time,

Even the flying cobwebs, falling in Ping'an's eyes, became light and slow, like a gust of wind that could easily blow them away, not to mention the momentum before.

This is the strength of the leopard spider after the rampage?

I couldn't understand why this was happening, and Ping An didn't have the heart to think about it, the intense burning in his body had already occupied most of his mind, and he could only use the only remaining bit of consciousness to be a dead horse doctor.

Once again, he resisted a wave of burning in his body that incinerated everything, and took advantage of this work, Ping'an's body leaned back to an incredible angle, easily avoiding the cobwebs shot by the leopard spider.

Immediately after that, the body turned sideways, and the palm that was pressed to the ground was pressed again, and it was changed to one hand, regardless of the gravel covered on it, and directly supported the whole body, and then turned to the side.

The strength of holding the ground with one hand, the gravel was enough to pierce Ping'an's palm, but the result was that Ping'an's palm was unscathed, and those sharp gravel were weakly pressed into the ground, and the hard ones were directly turned into powder.

Several big rolls in a row, once again turned the danger into peace, quickly turned up, and looked at his palms in disbelief, as solid as a rock, nothing more than this,

A feeling of being a strong man arose spontaneously, this feeling was very comfortable, it was what he dreamed of, and even somewhat overwhelmed the increasingly violent burning in his body.

It was not until this moment that Ping An suddenly felt that what he was pursuing was not like those rocks in Tai'an Town, in order to survive, he could only try his best to put away his edges and corners and become sleek.

It's not a strong man like the Red Snake, who defeats Xiong Zhen with softness, what he wants is to be strong, to have enough strength, and to have the courage to fight with the Red Snake and even the stronger.

What about the rampaging leopard spider, he is strong, he is strong, what does it matter if he fights!

"Ahh

I don't know if it was the burning pain in my body or the change in my mind, Ping An couldn't help but let out an angry roar at the leopard spider opposite, and an indescribable comfort suddenly surged out of his body and mind.

Only after venting, will it be so peaceful, naturally I didn't notice that just now my palm was on the ground, and the burning sensation in my body had slowly reduced a lot, and I ignored the red mark on my forehead at this time, looming.

Unexpectedly, the leopard spider actually took half a step back, and at this time, in its eyes, the momentum of Ping'an's whole person had undergone a huge change, making it hesitate a little.

But with the appearance of the mark on Heian's forehead, its anger gradually overwhelmed reason.

It was the breath of the goblin fruit, and the face of the leopard spider's scarlet fangs could not be suppressed at all, and suddenly the eight claws squatted on the ground at the same time, and the huge body jumped up a few feet high at once, and quickly smashed in the direction of peace.

An attack at this speed was not something that Ping An could easily dodge at all, but in fact, Ping An didn't think too much about it at all, and the red mark on his forehead flashed uncontrollably again,

The leopard spider's attack in his eyes became very slow again, giving him plenty of time to prepare, as if he had calculated correctly, and in a very fast sliding position, he could glide behind the leopard spider's belly, with his back to the leopard spider, and stopped steadily.

"Roar,"

Without stepping on the hateful prey, the leopard spider was obviously stunned for a moment, and the eight claws that did not hesitate exerted force again at the same time, ready to turn back,

But what is unexpected is that the leopard spider's eight claws failed to support its body this time, but instead the limbs were weak at the same time, and they slammed into the ground, and the roar suddenly turned into a painful wail.

Looking closely, a gap several feet long suddenly appeared on the leopard spider's fat belly, and a large amount of yellow-green liquid gushed out instantly.

The flowers soaked a large area of land under him, and then a pungent smell mixed with a strong smell of blood came to his face.

From beginning to end, Ping An had his back to it, and it was the short sword that he almost threw away hanging low in his hand, and the blood stains flowed down the body of the sword to the ground, and it had gathered into a river of blood.

It didn't take long for the leopard spider to cry out in agony, and until it died, it did not turn back to see the prey that it had not even looked at.

What about an ordinary short sword, it is better than any divine weapon at this moment!

Ping An didn't turn his head to look at this strong man who was killed by his own hands, compared to when he defeated the red snake, he seemed to have a deeper understanding in his heart,

Fighting is never a simple matter of life and death, the brave win when you meet on a narrow road, and if you want to live, you must first not be afraid of death.

"The son can be taught, yes, yes, this old man is still very far-sighted!"

Seeing that I don't know when, the Xuanjing appeared above the heart again, Ping An has long been no longer resentful, but has more gratitude, fixed his mind, afraid that the Xuanjing will be haunted again, I don't know when it will appear next time, and hurriedly said:

"Thank you, senior... The kid wants to ask his seniors, this goblin fruit can really cure that domineering yin..."

Before Ping An could finish asking, Xuanjing let out a cold snort,

"You dare to question the old man's words, when has the old man ever lied to someone?"

With such a style of acting, Ping An suppressed the prepared words alive, but on the other hand, whether it was true or false, did it matter now, if it wasn't for Xuanjing...

Thinking of this, regardless of whether Xuanjing could see it or not, Ping An bowed sincerely, but Xuanjing didn't appreciate it, and continued in a cold voice:

"It's so simple to send the old man away, the old man doesn't eat this set, if you want goblin fruit, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

Before Ping An could react, the scorching heat that he thought had disappeared suddenly appeared again, and it was much stronger than before.

It suddenly turned into a real fire, which could not be extinguished, burned inexhaustibly, rolled in, and only in a breath, the sweaty clothes on Ping'an's body were steamed dry, and the whole body became a piece of red.

"Ahh

The severe pain made Ping An can't help but look up to the sky and roar, his legs involuntarily soften, and he fell to his knees.

"Boom!"

The gravel under his knees was suddenly damaged, and there was not one in ten.

The fire became more and more intense, from the body to the mind, no one was spared, and water became the only thought that peace longed for.

Just as he felt like he was about to melt completely, the burning heat in his whole body suddenly tightened somehow, and then turned around and went straight to his eyebrows.

In response, the vanished mark reappeared, with a momentum that seemed to break through everything, completely enveloping his face and body.

With this red mark, the burning was no longer a sharp pain, but gradually became softer, indescribably relaxed, little by little, bathed in it, and Ping An involuntarily let out a comfortable moan.

After a long time, when the mark on Ping'an's forehead became almost invisible again, the burning heat in his body had already receded.

I felt that the whole body was tired and peaceful, and he was suddenly swept away by a sleepiness that was almost unsupportable, and he couldn't help it anymore, and lay on the ground indiscriminately.

Cheered himself up, and felt the physical condition carefully.

Fortunately, except for some soreness and swelling in the arm, the others are fine, and some sequelae of exhaustion are also within acceptable ranges.

Secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly Ping An felt as if an unprecedented surging force was brewing in his body, as if a punch could drain the mountain, and a palm could pour the sea.

However, when he tried it, it didn't work, peace was only an illusion of his own, a little disappointed, and he didn't dwell too much.

Fortunately, at this time, the sole of his foot that was accidentally pierced in the mountains and forests before is now completely unhindered, which reassures him a lot.

I don't know if the domineering yin in the body has also been completely cured?

"Hmph, how can it be so easy to think of the beauty you want, if it weren't for my old man's action..."

In the Xuanjing, the clover that had already withered, somehow exuded vigor again, clearly displayed, and another goblin fruit was born under it, but it was smaller than the previous one.

Xuanjing again, Ping An smiled bitterly, looking at the size of the goblin fruit, he only knew that with his current ability, he was afraid that he would not be able to absorb even one-tenth of it, and he really felt like he had entered the treasure mountain and returned empty.

Xuanjing seemed to fully understand Ping'an's thoughts, paused for a moment, and continued,

"You kid don't have to be discouraged, the old man doesn't lie, everyone in the world knows that the red belongs to yin, but I don't know that its nature is like fire, this yin fire is the ultimate yang, although the old man of this goblin fruit can't look down on it, but it still has some benefits for you, except that the years are not enough, it is more than enough to suppress the little yin in your body..."

Hearing this, many questions in Ping'an's heart were solved, but then more questions arose,

The pole of yin is yang, whether the pole of yang is yin, and what is the relationship between yin and yang?

Immortal Dojo, is this yin and yang the number of techniques?

Slowly, peace seems to grasp something,

Yin and yang give birth to the five elements, and the five elements produce yin and yang, just like the relationship between yin and yang.

"Boy, you're right, the lonely yang is not born, the lonely yin is not long, one yin and one yang is the way, the road is simple, the yin and yang are one, it is the day of the zodiac."

After a pause, Xuanjing continued,

"One of Yin and Yang is a martial artist, Yin and Yang are a real person, Yin and Yang Five Elements One and Two are true martial arts, Yin and Yang Five Elements Three or Four are true kings, Yin and Yang Five Elements Five are true kings, immortals, and demons are also divided into this,"

"Immortals, immortals, immortals, immortal kings, demons, demons, demons, but they are more spiritual and eonty than mortals, so there is no need to learn to cultivate immortals and become demons to achieve the avenue, they are not much stronger than mortals, my Xuanmen is the avenue."

The last few sonorous words spoke, which solved all of Ping'an's doubts at once, and also made him forget to ask Xuanjing how he could think about himself.