As this situation became more and more intense, Zhan Jingyi's eyes gradually became red, and even his breathing began to become short, and he obviously felt that his physical strength was rapidly depleting.

Similarly, such a passive situation has also completely activated the bloodthirsty instinct in Zhan Jingyi's bones, Zhan Jingyi only felt that his bloodline seemed to be boiling, and in the depths of his bloodline, there seemed to be a power awakening, as if a volcano was about to erupt, making the green tendons on Zhan Jingyi's forehead bulge high.

"Kill! Kill! Kill them all! ”

This bloodthirsty emotion in the veins is completely like a wild horse that has escaped the reins, and when you let go of the reins, you will find that this wild horse has not been tamed by you at all, and it is still so arrogant and furious that it is difficult to tame.

But as this feeling of the bloodline being activated came, Zhan Jingyi suddenly experienced an unprecedented feeling, as if a fighting instinct from the depths of the bloodline was surging like a tide, making him feel a kind of reborn crispness.

At this time, Zhan Jingyi's heart was really like a clear stream flowing through, and with a flip of his left hand, he took out the third-level flintlock pistol, the simple gun body, like a work of art, lines and carvings, plus the polishing of the years, made the gun body full of artistic charm.

But even so, it couldn't hide the fierce murderous aura emitted by this flintlock pistol, and in the face of the many human-faced spiders rushing in his face, Zhan Jingyi not only did not slow down, but suddenly accelerated his pace.

I saw Zhan Jingyi's body lunging out in the air, not waiting for the human-faced spider to pounce up, the golden palm transformed by spiritual power, slapping the head of a spider, and the next moment, Zhan Jingyi put the muzzle of the gun on its head.

"Bang!"

Zhan Jingyi quickly pulled the trigger in his hand, and a silver flame splattered from the muzzle of the black hole, and under one shot, the smoke of gunpowder filled the air, and the deadly bullet exploded on the head of the human-faced spider.

The power of the third-level mutant magic equipment flintlock pistol was vividly displayed at such a close distance, and the terrifying explosion effect instantly shattered this human-faced spider with a physique like a calf.

Without waiting for the other spiders to react, Zhan Jingyi rolled in the air, like a hungry beast, let out a low roar from the depths of his throat, and pounced in front of the other spider again.

This time he didn't choose to use a flintlock pistol, but actually slashed at the spider with a knife, and a golden light appeared on the short knife that was originally not long, and the knife light seemed to extend several meters, and the spider was directly split in half with one knife.

Next, Zhan Jingyi was like committing suicide, he didn't care about his own life or death, and kept rushing into these human-faced spiders, the roar of the flintlock pistol, the sound of the short knife breaking through the air, the wailing of the dead human-faced spiders, even these human-faced spiders who didn't know what the horror was, they all felt frightened.

Because the man seemed to be rolling in the air, but there seemed to be a heaviness that frightened the hearts of all the face spiders, as if it hit its heartbeat with every full slap.

And with the fight again and again, the pupils of Zhan Jingyi's eyes had burned with blood-red murderous light, and he roared and ran like a beast approaching.

At this moment, Zhan Jingyi was like a beast with white teeth exposed, quickly and agilely dodging the stingers around him, one would be a flintlock pistol, and the other would be a short knife, sending away a state of almost invincibility, so that all the human-faced spiders could only parry in a hurry.

……

Seeing that there were still a lot of human-faced spiders, Zhan Jingyi thought for a while, inserted the third-level flintlock pistol in his hand back into his waist, and held the short knife tightly with both hands, this short knife flashed with a cold light in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if it contained endless power.

With the swing of Zhan Jingyi, the short knife drew a perfect arc in the air, and at the same time, a spiritual palace appeared in the void behind his head, although this palace looked dilapidated, but under this dilapidated appearance, it seemed to hide unknown secrets.

The stone walls of the palace are tall and heavy, covered with traces of time, each stone seems to tell an ancient story, and the rough texture and calm color all reveal a sense of heaviness that has gone through vicissitudes.

And at this moment, with the further improvement of Zhan Jingyi's strength, the palace seems to be quietly changing, the originally lifeless spiritual palace, at the moment when Zhan Jingyi entered the peak of the fourth level, it seemed to be injected with new life.

There was a faint hint of life on the dilapidated walls, as if green moss was quietly spreading, and on the roof of the palace, there seemed to be a faint light flickering, like stars.

The palace at this moment, although it still retains its antiquity and dilapidation, has an indescribable charm.

It is like an old man who has gone through the wind and rain, although his face is haggard, but his eyes are shining with determination and wisdom, and Zhan Jingyi is the owner of this palace, and his every breath and every movement is closely related to the palace.

Soon, as Zhan Jingyi's spiritual power boiled to the extreme, Zhan Jingyi seemed to have stood at the top of the palace, where a throne seemed to appear, waiting for its king to take a seat.

Standing in this solemn and mysterious spiritual palace, in Zhan Jingyi's slightly closed eyes, the golden light was like the rising sun, gradually overflowing from the pupils, forming a brilliant ocean, the light was blazing and dazzling, making people dare not look directly, as if one more glance would burn their souls.

Surrounding Zhan Jingyi were those strangely shaped human-faced spiders, their original arrogance had disappeared at this moment, and was replaced by a terrible wail.

At this time, as if sensing the impending disaster, they fled to the rear, panicked footsteps echoing in the empty void.

Zhan Jingyi's hands clenching the short knife seemed to be accumulating amazing strength, his muscles tensed, and his green muscles burst out, as if he wanted to gather all his strength to this moment.

Zhan Jingyi's hands at this time had an obvious accumulation action, and with his accumulation, the spiritual palace seemed to be pulled by this force, and the entire spiritual palace seemed to be sucked into the sword light, and then the entire short knife made a "click" sound, which seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

The lines on the blade's body were even clearer under the reflection of the light, as if it contained endless power, and at this moment, even the giant spider that had turned into a huge resentment felt the threat of Zhan Jingyi.

There was a hint of solemnity in its eyes, and its originally cold and ruthless gaze was a little more jealous at the moment, as if it also felt a hint of threat from Zhan Jingyi's movements.

It seemed to feel that the spiritual power that the short knife could hold had reached the upper limit, Zhan Jingyi tightened his grip on the hilt of the knife and struck forward hard, and the whole person seemed to be driven by the momentum of this knife, and they also flew out together!

His movements look very clear, but the speed of his moves is surprisingly fast!

With the swing of the blade, a strong air flow burst out in an instant, as if to tear everything around it, and the golden light on the short knife became even more dazzling at this moment, as if it contained infinite power.

That knife fell like thunder with a crazy and domineering intent.

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