These poisonous spiders are huge, hideous and ugly, fierce in temperament, and violently poisonous, I am afraid that even the martial artists who build the foundation seven or eight times are not opponents, plus the number is huge, if they fall into the encirclement, it is difficult for a transcendent-level martial artist to escape.

Zhao Han's heart froze, and his right hand added two points of strength, and the giant gun was like a black dragon entering the sea, splashing thousands of water droplets, like a romantic spring breeze, a hundred flowers competing for beauty, and suddenly withered after blooming in an instant.

A series of "poof" sounds sounded in the air, and when the light and shadow disappeared, the dozen or so poisonous spiders that pounced on Zhao Han fell to the ground like raindrops, disemboweled, and their livers and brains smeared on the ground.

These dozen poisonous spiders didn't even take a shot from Zhao Han, they were punctured in the chest and abdomen, and died tragically on the spot.

But their death was not useless, just a slight blockade suddenly disrupted Zhao Han's rhythm, making him stop in place for a moment, and it was this moment that the other poisonous spiders around him just rushed over, surrounded Zhao Han, and launched a second wave of attacks.

This time, it was dozens of poisonous spiders that attacked, front and back, left and right, with few dead ends.

"It's not good, the tacit understanding of these poisonous spiders is far above the original wolf pack, and the strength is stronger and more numerous, if I delay it any longer, the number of encirclement and culling will be more and more in the future!"

Zhao Han secretly screamed in his heart, seeing that the poisonous spiders around him were "squeaking" and screaming to kill, fierce and vicious, and the demonic aura was compelling, and the caves in this area still rushed out one by one to surround him, making his situation worse and worse.

"Die!"

At the critical moment, Zhao Han no longer hesitated, no longer dodged in the face of the overwhelming poisonous spiders, and with a spear in his hand, he entered the situation of the integration of man and gun, and the person walked with the gun and stabbed forward.

This time, Zhao Han just killed the poisonous spiders blocking the road in front of him, and he didn't care about the poisonous spiders that were killed in the three directions on the left and right!

"Puff~"

Another series of piercing sounds sounded, and the poisonous spiders in front of them suddenly fell like rain, and they fell one after another, hitting a dense layer on the ground, not blocking Zhao Han at all.

At the same time, to the left and right of Zhao Han and behind him, a poisonous spider had already pounced on him, and its sharp chelica teeth opened and quickly tore at his flesh.

"Hiss~"

Zhao Han gasped, and bursts of sharp pain came from his body, making him almost stumble and fall to the ground, although when he made the decision before, he expected that it would be very painful, but when it came to his body, the pain of the poisonous spider bite was still beyond his expectations.

The only thing to be thankful for is that after being bitten by a poisonous spider, there was no other sign of discomfort of poisoning except for severe pain, which was in line with Zhao Han's previous speculation.

"Sure enough, I have now reached the point where all poisons are invulnerable, since I am not afraid of poisoning, that little bit of flesh and skin pain is nothing!"

After verifying the guess in his heart, Zhao Han's spirits were greatly lifted, he let go of the last bit of worry in his heart, his footsteps did not stop, and the three-zhang spear in his hand was like a dragon out of the abyss, so fast that it exceeded the limit of the naked eye, only the "whoosh" roar was connected into a piece, rolling and exploding in mid-air.

It's just that in this way, Zhao Han's speed has slowed down a lot, and every time he takes a step forward, the ground will be covered with the corpses of poisonous spiders, even if he only kills the poisonous spiders that block the way, but there are more and more poisonous spiders gathered around, like a tide, wave after wave, no matter how much he kills, there will be more replenishment in the next moment.

These tens of millions of poisons, regardless of the death and injury of their companions, wanted to kill Zhao Han alive on the spot.

Zhao Han couldn't remember how many poisonous spiders he had been bitten, anyway, his back, arms, and legs were already covered with wounds, and the blood was as if he had been fished out of blood, and the whole person was numb with pain.

Facing this poisonous spider who sacrificed his life and forgot to die, one after another, Zhao Han couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: "Good guy, these poisonous spiders don't care about life and death, if this continues, even if I don't die, I will be bitten to death!"

Looking through the gaps between the poisonous spiders that were overwhelmingly slaughtering in front of him, Zhao Han calculated in his heart that he was less than thirty zhang away from the altar, and as long as he had two ups and downs, he could reach his destination.

"Phew!"

Suddenly, Zhao Han roared angrily, and the blood and qi all over his body rushed, like a long river, and a terrifying momentum rose from his body, and the black hair soaked in blood was stuck to the back of his head, majestic and majestic, and the breath as thick as a mountain pushed away the poisonous spiders lying on him and biting him.

At this moment, he was like a bloody and crazy god general, walking out of mythology, suppressing the nine heavens and ten earths, killing the demon lord and demon emperor, and looking down on the heroes of the world.

The terrifying spiritual pressure gushed out from the seal hall in the center of his eyebrows, like a tide, instantly crushing all the souls within the three zhang around him, and the poisonous spider that was still tireless after landing on the ground, chattering endlessly, under this invisible, intangible, but extremely powerful spiritual pressure, could not give birth to the slightest thought of resistance, and crouched on the ground in fear, trembling.

"Open it for me!"

At this moment, the three-zhang giant gun in Zhao Han's hand shook violently, and a gust of wind was stirred up, pulling a poisonous spider blocking the road out of position, and then, the others followed the gun, marched forward quickly, and advanced seven or eight zhang in a breath.

But the number of poisonous spiders around was too much, and the loophole in the encirclement was quickly blocked, and this time, the number of poisonous spiders blocking Zhao Han nearly doubled, and in an instant, they were piled up to nearly a zhang high, blocking Zhao Han's way again.

Faced with this situation, Zhao Han showed a look of joy and sadness on his face, as if he had expected it, the tip of the spear that was originally trembling suddenly accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, it accelerated to the extent that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and even the person with the gun turned into a huge drill bit, and drilled towards the spider swarm piled up into a wall in front of him!

Zhao Han's change can be called a stroke of genius, first pretending to rush forward to attract most of the poisonous spiders around him, forming a dense spider wall, and then suddenly changing his moves, using the black magic gun as the gun head, and his own body as the gun body, with the huge momentum brought by high-speed rotation as the driving force, to break the surface, like a poisonous dragon out of a hole, breaking through the sea to eat, whether it is strength, angle, or timing are wonderful to the peak.

The name of this move is Beacon Fire Poison Dragon Drill!

"Scumbags, open it for me!"

In Zhao Han's loud shouts, the spinning spear and the high wall of the spider swarm collided fiercely, and the breath hedged, and the strength soared!

"Poof~"

"Puff~"

I heard a low puncture sound in mid-air, not waiting for the previous one to fall, and the back one after another, densely sounded, as if thousands of broken sacks were punctured at the same time, and it was like hundreds of live pigs being disemboweled, digging out the heart and lungs, making people's scalp tingle, and the heart involuntarily swelled with a creepy feeling.

More than 20 zhang away from the altar, a thick wall that was originally stacked with thousands of poisonous spiders was drilled out of a small hole, and then the hole expanded rapidly at a speed close to the limit of the naked eye, and the foundation of the high wall was completely shaken in a few breaths, and after a while, it completely collapsed in a roar, scattering countless poisonous spiders, and laying a thick layer on the ground.

It's just that these poisonous spiders have cracked their stomachs and chests, and their livers and intestines are smeared on the ground, even if they can't reach such a serious level, they are blind and severe, and they are half-dead.

One, two, three

Ten, twenty, thirty

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred......

Zhao Han's gun has no regrets, the momentum is like a broken bamboo, the whole person enters the state of the ancient well without waves, his mind is clear, his eyes are deep, he urges the spear in his hand, and turns into the sickle of death, where he passes, he harvests life like mowing grass.

The high wall made of thousands of poisonous spiders stacked collapsed, the poisonous spiders intercepted in front were killed, and where the spear passed, there was a corpse, except for the roar like devil cry coming from the spider group, this place was terrifying!

The high wall of the spider swarm was broken, which made a major flaw in the encirclement of the spider swarm, and at this time, Zhao Han's move was already old, and the castration gradually stopped, his figure flashed, holding a spear, without the slightest pause, and stabbed forward.

Several poisonous spiders who rushed up to fill in their positions didn't even have time to snort, and they were torn to pieces by the violent energy gushing out of the tip of the spear.

One zhang, two zhang, three zhang

The tip of the gun was spinning, the slaughter was continuing, Zhao Han was advancing with his gun, and under his feet was a dense patch of broken corpses.

At this time, it was less than ten feet away from the altar.

But it was this distance of less than ten zhang that made Zhao Han extremely difficult, and as time went by, the advantage in the number of poisonous spiders was highlighted again, and at the same time, a large gap in death was quickly filled.

What's more, the poisonous spiders that crawled out of the small cave closest to the altar were nearly half larger than the others, and the strong demonic aura and suffocating poisonous mist on their bodies made Zhao Han suspect that they had become real monsters.

The huge body of the abbot Fangyuan, the hideous chelica teeth, the limbs as sharp as knives, and the head on the chest and abdomen that is not much different from that of a human woman!

The eight-headed poisonous spider that appeared in the end has reached the peak of the little demon, the realm of a half-step monster, which is equivalent to a ninefold martial artist of the human race's foundation!

In front, there are eight small demon-level poisonous spiders equivalent to the foundation ninefold martial artist blocking the way, and the three directions on the left and right and behind are dense swarms of poisonous spiders like torrents, and the number is still increasing over time.

The distance of less than ten zhang suddenly seemed to be a desperate situation.

Zhao Han stood with a pestle, gasping for breath, blood mixed with sweat slid out furrows on his cheeks, he opened his mouth and spit out a blood foam, the corners of his mouth cracked, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained white teeth, and he fiercely compared his middle finger to the eight-headed demon-level poisonous spider in front of him.

"Come on, a bunch of stupid beeps, Master Han, I'm here, come and bite me!"

It seemed to be angered by Zhao Han's arrogance, and with the roar of the eight-headed demon-level poisonous spiders, the group of spiders gathered around them was like a flood that broke the embankment, surging forward, rushing to Zhao Han in an instant, and the next moment, drowning him.

For a moment, the slope in front of the altar became a black ocean, and the terrifying spider swarm was dense and could not see the edge.

At this moment, a clear and resolute voice suddenly sounded, and a violent spiritual pressure fluctuation suddenly came from the air.

"Spirituality - Burning Flames. ”