The white dragon turned back into a human form, with white clothes and silver hair, and his face was like a young man.

It's a pity that his face is gloomy and his eyes are cold, which destroys this fairy demeanor.

He put his hands behind his back and looked at the demon king armor on the sword throne proudly, his momentum was not slightly inferior to that one-grade demon armor, but he actually fell into the humiliation designed by the children, which made him really unbearable, and asked sharply:

"You traitor, how do you know that this real person will personally go out and hunt you down?"

The Demon King Armor didn't respond - well, Shen Lang didn't have the ability to know beforehand, so he really didn't know that the white dragon would end up in person.

He's just used to planning and acting, and making a plan-

The plan to assassinate the emperor.

The response plan for the assassination to succeed, to fail, to be hunted down after the fact, and to be hunted down after the failure.

Bailong and Qiankun sent people to chase and kill, and Bailong, Qiankun and even Wulei Zhenren personally took action to chase and kill......

As early as the days when he changed his appearance and lurked in Jingshi, Shen Lang had already made a careful plan for various situations while inquiring about the news and waiting for the opportunity, and contacted the little spider early and made instructions and arrangements for her.

Even if Bai Long and Qiankun did not show up when he assassinated the emperor, it was not until he went to the Xuanjian Sect to seize the Xuanfei Sword that Bai Long showed up to make a move, but since he had a plan, Shen Lang was confident, he didn't panic at all, and he just acted according to the plan.

Now.

Shen Lang wore the Demon King armor and didn't say a word, the big horse golden sword stood high on the sword throne, looking down at the white dragon, looking unfathomable.

Look at each other for a moment.

The white dragon snorted coldly:

"Pretend to be profound!"

His right hand was raised suddenly, and between his fingers and palms was quickly covered with dense pure white dragon scales, and his claws turned into a huge dragon claw, grabbing towards Shen Lang fiercely.

The cloud dragon probed the claws, and it was like electricity.

The white dragon seemed to have just raised his hand to make a gesture of raising his hand to probe his claws, and the pure white dragon claws of Fang Yuanzhang Xu had already attacked in front of Shen Lang, carrying the cold current of frozen stones into powder and frozen iron into chips, splitting the face and grabbing Shen Lang's face.

Face this claw.

Shen Langwu sat on the throne of the sword, not moving or shaking, but the Demon King Armor finally stopped retracting and suddenly burst out of monstrous demonic energy.

The demonic qi surged out like a volcanic eruption, turning into a layer of pitch-black demonic flames on the surface of the armor, burning and swaying viciously, and even more surging and ferocious, like the terrifying spiritual pressure of the deep sea frenzy, slammed away in waves, shaking the entire hall to tremble.

The demonic qi broke out, and under the sweep of spiritual pressure, the martial artists below the third rank were about to be shocked into powder in an instant.

Even if it is a three-rank martial artist, he must be paralyzed under this spiritual pressure, unable to move, and allowed to be slaughtered.

Even second-grade martial artists have to do their best to resist the spiritual pressure, but they can only barely protect themselves, if they don't have enough powerful weapons and armor, they have no other way but to retreat, and they don't want to get close to Shen Lang under the impact of this spiritual pressure.

This demonic flame spirit pressure is really too strong.

Even the white dragon's claw, which was as sudden as lightning, couldn't help but pause when the demonic flames erupted and the spiritual pressure impacted.

The moment when the white dragon's claw was blocked.

Shen Lang finally lifted the hand armor the size of a grinding disc and pushed it horizontally.

When he came out, a shadow of a doomsday volcano appeared behind him, with a pitch-black body and a black tower flowing around him.

The phantom of the doomsday volcano instantly turned into a huge stone Buddha with a pitch-black body and monstrous demonic flames, and the pitch-black giant palm carried the momentum of volcanic eruption and collapse of mountains, and pushed out towards the pure white dragon claw.

The king of Mount Meru, the double blow of law and martial arts!

The palm that Shen Lang raised his hand and pushed horizontally was the King of Mount Meru on the martial arts side, and the palm print of the fossilized Buddha of the Doomsday Volcano Phantom behind him was the King of Mount Meru on the spell side.

Under the double blow of the law and martial arts, the palm print of the pitch-black stone Buddha overlapped with Shen Lang's hand-armor palm print, and slammed into the dragon claw of the white dragon.

Bang!

In an earth-shattering roar.

The cold snap and the demonic flames burst out all over the place, and the hall suddenly rained like hail and frost covered the hall, and suddenly the demonic flames swept away, and the Yuan Magnetic Riot was chaotic.

The entire White Bone Palace also shook wildly, and the ground, four walls, and dome of the main hall cracked and burst out, bursting into dense cracks.

But as soon as the cracks appeared, there were crystal filaments that appeared in each crack out of thin air, quickly gluing the cracks and devouring the aftermath of the dragon's claws and the clutches of the devil.

Soon, the aftermath of the hall was swept away, and all the cracks were repaired and healed by the crystal filament, and the entire hall was restored to its original state in a blink of an eye, without the slightest indication that it had been full of cracks and was crumbling.

The White Dragon didn't pay attention to all this.

In his opinion, this white bone palace was already evil and secretive, like a living creature, and it was not surprising that it had the ability to repair itself.

It's Shen Lang.

Obviously, only the cultivation of the third-grade martial arts and the fourth-grade law cultivation can control this first-grade magic armor, and give full play to the power of the magic armor, and in the palm of Fang Cai's battle, he is on an equal footing!

No, not equally.

Although under the battle between the dragon claw and the clutche, both sides did not move, allowing the strength around their bodies to boil and the aftermath raging, and they did not retreat half a step under their feet, but the white dragon stood and made a claw and shot first, while Shen Lang dealt with it with the back hand and sat with his palm.

This confrontation seems to be evenly matched, but Bai Long knows that he has taken the lead and stood up, but he has failed to shake Shen Lang in the slightest, and he has already fallen behind!

"Good armor!"

The white dragon said coldly.

That's right, he only admits that the armor is good.

If it weren't for the power of this first-grade demon armor, why would Shen Lang have shaken his true dragon claws and even have a slight upper hand?

"You can still see this dragon body."

Shen Lang sat on the sword throne, overlooking the white dragon, and said lightly.

When the voice revealed the visor, it became more deep and majestic, and it was accompanied by some kind of power that shook the primordial gods.

Even if he cultivates the Sanpin Dharma, hearing his words, the Yuan Shen will be affected by the shock, and his ability to cast spells will be greatly reduced.

But the white dragon is not afraid of the small abilities that come with this magic armor.

He looked at Shen Lang proudly and sneered:

"A is good, but it's a pity that people are too weak. With your cultivation of the third-grade martial arts and the fourth-grade Dao method, even if you can temporarily not be affected by the magic armor, and control this armor to exert a considerable level of power, how long can you hold on?

"This is a one-grade magic armor made of Xingyuan Demon Gold, a mere mortal body, wrapped in the whole body of the Demon Armor, fully bearing the radiation pollution of Xingyuan Demon Gold, after a long time, your fate will either be devoured by the Demon Armor, or be polluted and distorted, and become an evil demon!"

Bai Long was not wrong.

Shen Lang really can't wear the Demon King Armor for a long time.

Even though the little spider was very intimate inside the magic armor, he used spider silk to personally weave a pair of soft armor lining for Shen Lang, which could weaken the radiation pollution of Xingyuan Demon Gold to a certain extent.

Even though Shen Lang's fourth-order skin enhancement can reflect and filter radiation pollution, the fourth-order vitality enhancement and bone enhancement can also greatly improve his tolerance to magic gold radiation, and there are various defensive spells that increase resistance and horizontal martial arts.

But the radiation of Xingyuan Demon Gold is still too strong and too strong.

Shen Lang was now suffering from the scorching scorching scorching that even the fourth-order flame enhancement could not completely exempt, and every inch of skin on his body was stinging like a pinprick was incomparable, and as time went by, the scorching and pinprick stinging pain became more and more intense.

The burden was so heavy that he couldn't even get up, so he could only sit on the Sword Throne.

But nevertheless.

With Shen Lang's will, it was enough to withstand the pain and suffering that could make ordinary iron men roll on the ground and be in pain, and speak and fight calmly—of course, they could only sit and fight.

But it's already pretty good.

In other words, any second-grade martial artist, even if it is a second-grade monk, the moment he puts on the Demon King Armor, he will be melted and devoured by the Demon King Armor in an instant like a burned candle.

Even if it withstands the melting and devouring of the Demon King Armor, the body will be quickly eroded by radiation, polluted and demonized, and turned into a meat puppet manipulated by the Demon King Armor.

It is not easy for Shen Lang to be able to put on the magic armor and sit and fight.

Moreover......

"I can hold out for another two quarters of an hour."

Shen Lang looked down at the white dragon, his voice was low and majestic, with some kind of weird concussive echo:

"In two quarters of an hour, I won't be corrupted by the Demon Armor. And the white dragon you ...... Can you hold on in front of me for two quarters of an hour? ”

"Arrogance!"

Bai Long sneered, "But with the blessing of the magic armor, you can barely compete with the real people." What gives you the illusion that you can compete with a real person? Do you really think that with the addition of magic armor, you will be able to refuse a product? Oh, in half an hour, watch this real person take your head! ”

Rise......

In the majestic roar of the dragon.

The white dragon jumped and turned into a three-zhang true dragon, like a white lightning bolt, instantly swept to the sword throne, and a pair of front claws conjured up heavy claw shadows, grabbing towards Shen Lang like an overwhelming past.

He was somewhat obsessed with the physical strength of the true dragon's body.

I feel very happy to kill the enemy with the dragon's claws.

The feeling of directly touching the enemy's body and tearing the fresh flesh into pieces and crushing it into flesh is something that you can never experience when you kill the enemy through the air with a spell.

Therefore, Bai Long still didn't use the spell, and directly bullied forward, wanting to fight Shen Lang in close quarters again.

In Bai Long's view, Shen Lang is only relying on foreign objects after all, even if he can temporarily obtain a level of strength, with his cultivation, it is impossible to perfectly control this power, and if he fights for a long time, he will definitely be unable to do it and reveal flaws.

Shen Lang is a martial artist, yes, but Bailong is not unskilled in martial arts - he just doesn't practice mental techniques, but if he uses martial arts moves, with Bailong's wisdom, he can understand and practice at a glance, at least with a little figurination, he can also make a decent appearance.

Bai Long felt that with the strength of his true dragon body, he used his palm and claw techniques that can be regarded as pure to defeat Shen Lang, a junior who relied on the power of the demon armor, not to mention easy crushing, at least it was not a problem.

Within a quarter of an hour, he had the confidence to lift the magic armor, pull out Shen Lang, and unscrew his head.

And then......

When the pure white dragon claws of the white dragon that were illusioned as a thousand phantoms were overwhelming and violently roaring.

The scarlet flames that emerged from the eyes of Shen Lang's face armor flashed slightly, revealing a bit of mocking laughter, and the two fingers of his right hand were combined as a sword, and a sword stabbed out from the ground.

This is not a sword with a finger of flesh.

Instead, the fingernails of the demon king's armor, which were more than a foot long and had sharp nails, were used as swords.

So in the long sound of the sword, Shen Lang's two-fingered short sword stabbed out, and the sharp fingertips burst out with a scarlet sword, and a long-lasting piercing red mark appeared in the air, as if the void was injured and oozing blood.

Then the dazzling red mark instantly pierced through the claw shadow in the sky, and with a pop, it hit the jaw of the white dragon dragon's body.

Under the stab of the finger sword, the pure white fine scales of the dragon's jaw burst out in all directions like snowflakes, and the dragon's blood that exuded a strange cold and frozen air splattered.

The white dragon howled in pain, threw its long neck sharply, and bounced backwards like lightning, disengaged.

But he reacted quickly enough, and a blood hole was pierced in his jaw that was an inch deep.

In the blood hole, there is still a fierce sword qi remaining, and it is tearing and expanding the wound from madness.

If it's just this small wound and a little sword qi, it's nothing.

With the body of a true dragon, it is comparable to the powerful body of a first-rank martial artist, as long as it is not the sword qi left by a first-rank martial artist, the vitality of the physical body can quickly disperse the sword qi and repair the wound.

But the problem is that Shen Lang used the demon king's hand armor as a sword to stab out the "White Rainbow Through the Sun".

The sword qi was full of star abyss magic gold radiation.

As a result, under the raging sword qi, dense grape-like sarcomas quickly grew in the wound of the white dragon's jaw.

Those sarcoma creatures wriggled like a wriggling, and some of them even grew thin teeth, claws, and tentacles, frantically gnawing and tearing wounds, drilling deeper, and where they passed, more flesh and blood were contaminated and transformed into black-blooded sarcoma monsters......

The white dragon is going crazy.

Except for being punched by Yan Tianying, he had never been injured in his life, let alone such a disgusting and weird injury.

He desperately urged the power of the white dragon's frost and tried to freeze the wound, but to no avail.

Those sarcoma monsters transformed from the flesh and blood of the dragon body obviously have super resistance to the power of the dragon body, and they don't eat frozen at all.

And the body of a true dragon is comparable to the strong vitality of a first-grade martial artist, and it has little effect.

Because the sarcoma monster also has the same powerful vitality, and it is also extremely deceptive, it can even deceive the instinctive defense of the white dragon's body, so that the body is defenseless against them, and let them grow straight in, frantically pollute and assimilate more flesh and blood!

In just a few breaths, the blood hole, which was originally only an inch deep, expanded to half a foot deep, fist thick, and was still expanding wildly.

The white dragon had no choice but to wave his claws ruthlessly, and with one claw on his chin, in the heart-rending pain, he pulled out a huge blood hole in his jaw, took out a large piece of distorted flesh, and threw it on the ground.

The distorted piece of flesh was still wriggling and changing, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a strange monster covered in black blood, full of fangs and tentacles, and roared at the white dragon, ready to pounce.

The corners of the white dragon's eyes jumped, and with a claw of his claw, a "palm thunder" blasted out, blasting the little monster into powder.

After that, the white dragon glared at Shen Lang viciously while using the instant healing spell to treat the huge wound on his jaw with the vitality of his body.

But he saw Shen Langwu sitting on the sword throne, his elbows on the armrest of the throne, his palms supporting his chin, and the scarlet flames of the visor were facing him, with a playful smile, and said leisurely:

"With the strength of the true dragon's body, you dare to bury yourself in close combat with me...... White Dragon, you look down on martial arts too much. With my talent, I feel that the Dao is simple, but the martial arts is difficult, why do you dare to look down on the martial arts?

"What gave you the illusion that you could use martial arts to fight me in close combat? Don't forget, it's the warrior who blew up your real body! Compete with me, you are not self-sufficient, and you will bring humiliation on yourself! ”

The corners of the white dragon's eyes twitched, the anger in his chest was raging, and the murderous intent in his eyes burst out.

However, Shen Lang's sword also woke him up.

The white dragon, who was obsessed with the physical strength of the true dragon's body, finally remembered his serious profession.

I'm a Taoist monk.

How idle should you be to fight with a martial artist with excellent swordsmanship and suspected of having condensed his unique sword intent?

Shen Lang's words were ugly, but he was really right.

As a Taoist monk, even if he has a powerful body comparable to a first-grade martial artist, and he is proficient in many martial arts moves, it is really humiliating to fight with a martial artist who has the true meaning of martial arts, is also wearing a first-grade magic armor, and his strength is temporarily comparable to that of a first-grade martial artist!

The white dragon changed back into human form, and no longer made useless attempts to "bring humiliation on himself".

His eyes stared at Shen Lang, and the image of snowflakes flying and the earth freezing was reflected in his pupils.

There was no movement to pinch the spell, and a piece of solid ice appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, the entire Sword Throne and Shen Lang were frozen in the ice.

After that, the white dragon's eyelids blinked, and inside the vertical ice, countless threaded ice picks surfaced at the same time, spinning at high speed and stabbing towards Shen Lang from all directions.

Chirping......

The countless threaded ice picks pierced the Demon King's armor at the same time, bursting out with an extremely sharp and piercing friction sound, which pierced the Demon King's armor to sparks, and there were even cold currents, bursting out from the ice picks, wanting to find a gap to seep into the Demon King's armor and freeze Shen Lang into powder.

It's a pity that no matter how the ice pick drills, it can't help the Demon King Armor, and can only rub the scream and sparks in vain, and the cold current is not to be found, and it can't penetrate into the Demon King Armor at all.

At this time, the Demon King Armor, which was frozen by the ice and seemed to be unable to move, suddenly shook slightly, and the demonic energy on his body exploded, and with a bang, the ice was shattered.

However, Bai Long didn't expect to use this instantaneous spell to solve Shen Lang.

Whether it's freezing ice, ice picks accumulating, or cold snap erosion, it's just to temporarily trap Shen Lang and gain time to hold the spell.

Before Shen Lang shattered the ice, the white dragon had already quickly pinched the spell and completed the preparation of a first-grade secret method.

When the ice shattered and the broken ice splashed everywhere, an ice sculpture appeared out of thin air in front of the white dragon, and the appearance of the ice sculpture was like Shen Lang sitting on the throne of the sword.

"Hand-to-hand combat, or even being stabbed by your sword, is not useless. At the very least, I was able to collect enough qi! Shen Lang, your life and death are under my control! ”

The white dragon sneered, grabbed the ice sculpture forearm with his index finger and thumb, and gently pinched it.

Click......

The ice sculpture forearm let out a light crisp popping sound, and was pinched off by the white dragon. And the arm armor of the Demon King Armor also creaked, and two deep huge fingerprints surfaced!

However, Bai Long did not show smugness, but was slightly stunned, and then frowned - under normal circumstances, Shen Lang's arm should have been pinched and broken off with arm armor, but now on the arm armor, there are only two fingerprints......

Is this the power of the First Treasure Armor?

In other words, there have been many years in the world that there has never been a first-grade armor armor.

The main reason for this is that the materials are difficult to find.

Even spiritual iron and black gold are becoming increasingly scarce in the world, let alone "divine iron" level materials. Even in the Genting Demon Palace, Shentie is extremely rare. It's also Xingyuan, and the materials of the divine iron level are slightly more, but they are not suitable for mortals.

And a pair of first-grade full-body armor, I don't know how many materials it will cost, and the idle forces can't make up so many top-level materials at all.

Even if there are so many precious materials, isn't it good to use them to create weapons and magic weapons?

You can refine many divine weapons, top magic weapons, and arm a large number of masters, isn't it more cost-effective than building a pair of full-body treasure armor that can only equip one person?

Therefore, there is no one-grade treasure armor in the world, and Bailongyuan does not know how powerful a one-grade treasure armor can be.

Right now......

The attack power of this first-grade demon armor has already been experienced by Bai Long. Its defensive power also shocked Bai Long, he pressed the bottom of the box with a secret method "Ice Death Puppet", but he couldn't smash this first-grade magic armor with one blow!

However, although the white dragon was shocked, he was not discouraged.

If it doesn't work once, come back a few more times.

You can only pinch out your fingerprints at a time, and if you come a few more times, you will definitely be able to tear this magic armor!

At that moment, the white dragon did not hesitate, pinched the ice sculpture helmet with two fingers, and twisted it violently.

Click!

The head and neck of the ice sculpture were broken and twisted 180 degrees.

And Shen Lang on the throne, on both sides of the helmet, only two deep finger prints appeared, and at the same time, his neck was slightly twisted to the right less than thirty degrees.

The white dragon exerted his two fingers, and with a snap, he crushed the ice sculpture head he had broken, but Shen Lang's helmet only creaked and groaned, and two huge finger prints surfaced.

"Didn't you say that my life and death are under your control?"

Shen Lang shook his neck, looked down at the white dragon again, and said jokingly:

"But why didn't I feel threatened with death?"

The white dragon didn't say a word, and was about to continue casting the spell, when he heard Shen Lang say leisurely:

"You know what? In the past, when I set up an ambush and assassination, I never said half a word of nonsense. When he killed Lian Yunxiao, he didn't hear my voice until he died.

"If you talk too much nonsense, you will die, I understand this truth too well. But today, I can only wear the magic armor for two quarters of an hour, but I don't value the time, but I talk so much nonsense with you...... Do you know what this is for? ”

The white dragon was stunned for a moment, and immediately felt bad, and his wisdom reoccupied the high ground of his mind, eliminating the influence of the bloodline of the true dragon's body, and the lightning flashed back to the scenes of chasing and killing along the way after the Xuanjian Sect made a move against Shen Lang.

If you flee immediately, there is also a little excitement on the way from time to time, tunnel traps, forest traps, river vortex thunder traps, wind wings, and even those evil demons that stand in the way after coming to the Genting Demon Palace......

All this, although there is an intention to delay the pursuit and delay time, but at the same time, it is also a deliberate stimulation and provocation!

When he returned to the Genting Demon Palace, he was extremely familiar with the path, and he walked freely through the land of the Demon Palace, and even through the demon territory, but he did not alarm any of the demons......

The goal is clear all the way, pointing directly at this White Bone Palace, and it seems that he already knows the inside story of this White Bone Palace......

The Sword Throne and the Demon Armor are incompatible with this white bone palace, and they are not the treasures of the palace itself......

Who brought the Demon Sword Throne to the White Bone Palace?

Who placed a first-grade magic armor here, waiting for Shen Lang to pick it up?

The magic armor is not Shen Lang's battle, the person who sent the armor is!

As soon as he thought of this, the white dragon only felt that his scalp exploded, his back was cold, and his whole body was terrified.

In any case, let's get out of this bone palace first!

However, as soon as he rose a few feet, the white dragon felt tight, and the entire dragon body, from the dragon's head to the limbs and the dragon's tail, was actually restrained by some invisible force!

The power that bound him felt unusually slender, but it was extremely tough, as if it were a slender and thin invisible silk thread.

Under the shock of the white dragon, he raised the divine power of the dragon body and struggled desperately, but he could break an invisible silk thread, and ten invisible silk threads were entangled, circle by circle, layer by layer, constantly restraining him!

The white dragon roared angrily, and on the dragon scales, pure white light bloomed, turning into a vast cold current, bombarding in all directions.

Under the bombardment of the cold current, the invisible silk thread finally appeared, but it was a silver and white silk thread of crystal fine thread!

And the entire hall, from the entrance to the Sword Throne where Shen Lang was, every corner was already covered with dense slender silk threads! It feels like you've broken into a spider's lair and fallen into a spider's web array!

At the same time, the white dragon was also shocked to realize that these silk threads were exactly the same as the crystal silk threads that repaired the cracks in the palace before. Before, he thought it was the repair ability that came with the White Bone Palace, but now it seems that this is not the case at all!

However, when was this silk thread laid in the hall?

Is it the aftermath of the confrontation between Fang Cai and Shen Lang, when the ground, dome, and four walls of the hall were cracked, the silk thread laid this trap while repairing the palace?

But who did this silk thread come from, and how could it hide his perception of a dignified and real person, and invisibly spread the silk thread all over the hall?

There were too many doubts and too many shocks in the white dragon's heart.

But the current situation no longer allows him to explore.

The white light on his dragon body bloomed angrily, and the frenzied release was enough to freeze the third-rank martial artist to death in an instant, causing the second-grade martial artist to stiffen and paralyze, trying to freeze the silk thread hard, making it lose its toughness, and then struggle to break free.

However, although the invisible silk thread is manifested by the cold snap, its resistance is unreasonable.

No matter how the white dragon stirred up the cold current, it couldn't freeze all the crystal silk threads wrapped around his body. Finally, he broke some of the silk threads, and more silk threads floated in, tightly wrapped around him.

Seeing that the cold snap was ineffective, the white dragon decisively changed the spell.

Although he is the most proficient in ice art, after entering the body of the white dragon, because of the white dragon's natural frost ability, the ice method has become stronger, but as a great real person, he has dabbled in all kinds of spells, and is theoretically enough to deal with various situations.

At this moment, his whole body flashed red, and the pure white scales became fiery red, and he was actually covered with a layer of flame armor from head to tail, intending to burn the slender silk threads with this flame of melting gold and iron.

These silk threads should look very afraid of fire......

Unfortunately, it backfired.

These delicate threads, which seem to be particularly afraid of fire, as if they should be burned by fire, and then melt in an instant, are unusually extremely resistant to fire.

In other words, the flame released by the white dragon was not powerful enough, and he used the flame to deal with the silk thread, and the effect was worse than the cold current freezing, and the silk thread was burned by the flame for several breaths, and only then was it very reluctantly and reluctantly incinerated into ashes.

The white dragon roared wildly, and cast various spells in succession.

Wind Blade, Thunderbolt, Sword, Earth and Stone Explosion, Force Field Impact......

He even shook the dragon scales, shaking off countless miniature puppets the size of beans from the dragon scales, rising in the wind, turning into various human, beast, and bird-shaped puppets and flesh puppets, trying to stir the silk threads with the puppets to help him escape.

But these puppets are vulnerable in front of the silk thread, and any seemingly slender and thin silk thread can be split into two like a sharp blade with a slight sweep of the silk thread.

Several silk threads were intertwined into a web and shrouded in it, and any puppet was instantly reduced to pieces. Some puppets were entangled in silk threads, and when they were lightly strangled, they immediately collapsed into pieces.

This light and slender silk thread is like clay!

It is also the white dragon's true dragon's body and scale armor that is tough, so the dragon scales have not been cut by silk threads.

Of course, the consumption of countless puppets did share a lot for the white dragon, allowing the white dragon to continuously burst out with various spells, struggling to break the silk threads that bound his body, and barely approaching the top of the palace.

Then, the white dragon, which had been maintaining the body of a three-zhang dragon, suddenly swelled sharply, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant white dragon with a head and tail length of nearly forty zhang!

Under the rapid expansion of his body, the silk threads around his body suddenly broke one after another, and he forbears and shows weakness for a long time, and finally takes advantage of this outbreak to break free from the shackles The white dragon was suddenly ecstatic, the dragon's mouth opened widely, and it spewed out a snow-white cold current like a high-pressure water dragon, and bombarded the roof of the palace.

The cold breath first froze the roof of the White Bone Hall to a crisp crisp, and then with the terrifying jet explosion force, the roof of the hall blasted out of a huge hole, and then the white dragon's body suddenly shrank, instantly becoming only the size of an earthworm, avoiding those who wanted to entangle his huge dragon body, but because of the sudden contraction of the dragon body, they all fell into the air, revealing countless flawed gaps in the sky, and passed through the hole in the top of the temple, leaving a string of wild laughter:

"Hahahaha, Shen Lang child, you ......"

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

The white dragon that rushed out of the hole in the top of the temple was suspended in the air in a daze, looking above his head.

The White Bone Palace is as big as a hill, and the main hall where Shen Lang is located, although it is on the upper floor of the White Bone Palace, is still a long way from the last dome of the real "top of the mountain".

Now, after the white dragon broke through the top and rushed out of the main hall, he came to a white bone garden.

And in this garden, every inch of space is also densely packed with silk threads.

And the silk threads are more dense, and the pores are so small that even earthworms can't drill through. There are so many layers, at a glance, you don't know how many layers are stacked.

There are silk threads in all directions, and what is even more terrifying is that above the head of the white dragon, among the dense and layered silk threads, there is a behemoth.

It was a black spider with a tuft of silver-white fur on its head, the size of a house.

It hung upside down in the middle of the net, with several pitch-black or blood-red spider eyes on its head, staring at the white dragon like a worm that had fallen into the net.

The white dragon finally knew what those silk threads were.

It's all spider silk.

He also understood that Shen Lang was talking so much nonsense, what was he waiting for.

Shen Lang wasn't just waiting for the spider silk to cover the hall he was in.

He was also waiting for the spider silk to cover the entire palace of bones.

That hall is only the core of the trap, just the last place where the spider silk is laid.

Outside the main hall, inside the entire White Bone Palace, every inch of space, I am afraid that at this moment, it has all been filled with immeasurable spider silk like this white bone garden.

If there are only cobwebs, it is not terrible.

The white dragon also saw that although Shen Lang could exert the power of that magic armor, he seemed to have some difficulty in moving and could not move freely to chase and kill.

Besides, even if Shen Lang moves freely, the white dragon is also sure, and he can rely on the ability of the true dragon's body to be large and small, unpredictable, plus a body of Taoist cultivation and dragon body divine power, while fighting against the cobwebs entanglement, and dealing with Shen Lang's pursuit.

Anyway, Shen Lang could only hold out for two quarters of an hour, even if he lied, he could actually hold on longer, and Bai Long thought that he had enough strength to drag it until Shen Lang couldn't support it, and then calmly broke the net and got out.

But now.

After seeing the giant spider that was waiting for the web.

The white dragon's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea.

Although the characteristics of this giant spider were slightly different from the one he knew, the silver-white fur on the top of his head was not an inherent feature of that one.

But its breath was almost exactly the same as that of the one he knew.

This spider ......

It's the embodiment of the spider mother!

This white bone palace is actually the temporary palace of the incarnation of the spider mother, the magic sword throne and the first-grade demon armor are actually moved by the spider mother to this white bone palace, Shen Lang's real battle is actually the spider mother!

However, doesn't Shen Lang have an enmity with the spider mother? Haven't you been cursed by the Mother Spider Nightmare? How could he join forces with the spider mother and set a trap for his white dragon?

Don't...... Shen Lang had actually been captured by the spider mother and secretly became the spider mother walker?

Lian Yunxiao was really killed by the spider mother?

The white dragon only felt that the world was ridiculous, nothing more than this.

He Bailong cooperated with the Xingyuan Demon God, and Shen Lang actually cooperated with the Xingyuan Demon God......

But it shouldn't be!

As a rising star of the Divine Capture Hall, and as a protégé valued by Yan Tianying and Sanyu Zhen, Shen Lang should never cooperate with the Demon God!

"Shen Lang, you villain who deceives the world and steals your name!"

The white dragon raised its head to the sky and roared wildly, letting out a roar of grief and indignation.

With a roar, he turned into the body of a forty-zhang dragon and launched an attack towards the spider mother avatar who was waiting for her webs above.

Genting Demon Palace, the real body of the demon god is not allowed to enter.

Whether it is the Demon Buddha or the Spider Mother, they can only incarnate and infiltrate the Demon Palace.

Previously, the spider mother had sent an avatar to sneak into the demon palace quietly and try to break the seal, but Yan Tianying and others detected it in time and beat it back.

Now, although the white dragon is alone, he can only fight in a desperate situation.

It's just an incarnation, or an ordinary incarnation that hasn't gone through a blood sacrifice and hasn't absorbed a large amount of essence and blood, and the spider mother is a demon god who eats by natural instinct, not as powerful as the demon Buddha's fallen demon cultivator, and there is still hope to fight a way to live!

Roar!

The white dragon roared wildly, and the cold current breathed like a high-pressure water dragon, slamming into the huge spider.

And then.

The huge spider in the middle of the cold current breath, but before the white dragon could feel joy, the huge spider above was shattered like a bubble. At the same time, the white dragon only felt that the dragon's tail was numb, and when he looked down, he saw a palm-sized, silver-white hairy little spider with the same head, who had fallen on his dragon's tail at some point, and was biting his dragon's tail with a pair of chelica teeth, injecting toxins into the end.

Why does such a small spider have such good teeth and can bite through the skin of dragon scales?

The toxin was also a little more violent, and in just a few moments, the entire tail of the white dragon was completely paralyzed, completely unconscious, and the paralysis sensation also spread rapidly upward, and it was about to spread to his pair of hind claws.

The white dragon was frightened, while drumming up the power of blood and blood ice to stop the spread of toxins, while staring closely at the little spider, the ice wind in the dragon's eyes was howling, the snow was flying, and the cold current whirlwind appeared around the little spider at the same time, and the whirlwind was full of hail.

The cold current whirlwind is infinitely powerful, not only like a divine soldier who sharpens iron like mud, but also contains the power of freezing, once the skin is wrenched by the cold wind, the cold current will take advantage of the gap to enter, instantly freeze the flesh and bones, and even the original god.

The hail in the cold whirlwind seems to be only the size of a bean, but every hail is an ice thunder, not only the impact is not inferior to a small-caliber cannonball, but also has a strong explosive impact, as well as the freezing power of frozen stone into powder.

The little spider wrapped in the cold whirlwind, the eight-legged like a steel nail, nailed to the dragon's tail, and the chelica teeth also bit the dragon's tail, constantly injecting toxins, allowing the cold current to sweep and hail to bombard.

Its body was soon cut all over by the cold whirlwind, and it was cranked by the hail, but it still did not let go of its mouth, nor was it frozen by the cold current, and it still continued to inject toxins.

With this spell of resistance, the toxin had already spread to the white dragon's hind paws, causing his hind claws to be completely paralyzed, and he could not perceive the presence of the hindclaws at all.

The power of ice has little effect on blocking the spread of toxins, and it cannot be said that there is none, only that it is not obvious.

The white dragon didn't dare to delay any longer, trying to cut off half of his body and completely block the spread of the toxin.

Anyway, with the strong vitality of this true dragon body, even if it is cut in half, it can quickly regenerate and recover from the severed limbs, and at most it will only slightly damage its vitality.

But what is the loss of vitality compared to life?

But the white dragon who was looking down at the little spider on the dragon's tail had just flashed the idea of cutting himself in half, but he didn't know that above his head, a slender spider silk was quietly hanging down, which was on his dragon's head, ignoring the hard scales and hard skin, ignoring the flesh and blood of the dragon's body, and hanging straight into his sea of consciousness.

So Bai Long's mind suddenly fell into a trance, and he didn't remember what he was going to do at all.

This spell, Bai Long actually knew, he had even flaunted his knowledge in front of his four disciples.

This technique is called "Silk Drawing Play", which can wrap the original spirit with the original god spider silk and turn the living soul into a silk puppet.

With the cultivation of the white dragon's primordial god, it is obviously impossible to subdue his primordial god and refine it into a puppet with just a "silk play" issued by the incarnation of a demon god.

But it was enough to interfere with his sanity, causing him to be in a trance for a moment or two, and temporarily forget his original thoughts.

So in this trance, the toxin spread rapidly upwards for a while.

By the time the white dragon came to his senses, the toxin had already spread to half of the dragon's body, almost to a pair of front paws.

If you cut off your body at this time, you will not only cut it in half, but you will abandon most of the dragon's body.

But the situation was already extremely critical, and he couldn't allow Bai Long to think about it, his head and neck drooped, winding the dragon's body, opening the dragon's mouth, and biting under the front paws.

But as soon as the sharp dragon teeth bit through the dragon scales, and before they could use their strength to completely bite off the dragon's body, the little spider at the dragon's tail that was being strangled and bombed by cold snaps and hail turned into a pool of blood and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the blood light on the top of the white dragon's head flashed, revealing the shape of a small spider.

Blood Shadow Escape!

After appearing, she had eight claws, nailed to the dragon's head, shot out a spider silk, and sank into the top of the white dragon's skull again, causing the white dragon to be in a trance for a while, and the dragon's mouth was biting for a moment.

At this moment, the little spider had already bitten on the scales of the dragon's head, and had shown off to Shen Lang countless times, boasting that it was enough to bite through the skin and scale armor of the demon god, tear the steel teeth of the demon god's musculoskeletal body, easily tear the strongest dragon head scales, and inject toxins again.

At this time, the white dragon was not only paralyzed in his head and neck, but even the primordial spirit was dulled with the paralysis, and even his thoughts gradually became unable to function.

Following the little spider's steel teeth, the front paws were picked up, and the dragon scale dragon skin dragon skull was torn apart, and a blood hole was bitten out on the dragon's head, and the blood hole drilled into the dragon's head skull!

The little spider broke into the skull, and the huge dragon body, which had been completely paralyzed and unconscious, suddenly convulsed violently, and then fell from mid-air, smashing the roof of the hall that had been spewed out of a big hole by him, and with a bang, it fell into the main hall where Shen Lang was.

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