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It's a pity that Zi Baifeng will never believe her again this time, if there is anything more vicious in this world than the tears of a crocodile, then it must be the tears of the Poisonous Spider King.

This nervous, crazy black widow.

"Aren't you in love with Elder Empty Cicada?" Zi Baifeng breathed violently, his voice trembled a little, and he tilted his ear sideways: "Listen, he's not dead yet, his heart is broken......"

The black widow turned her head sideways to listen, and under the flushing skin, there was still a heart beating, it was a heart of the empty cicada, a Dao heart.

Elder Empty Cicada, he is not dead yet.

His whole body was almost completely melted, but there was still a Dao Heart that was not dead, an indestructible Dao Heart that the monk had condensed.

And at this moment, a crisp cracking sound sounded, and Elder Empty Cicada's Dao Heart was also shattering.

"Poor, a seed of infatuation......" Zi Baifeng gasped, "Poisonous Spider King, Poisonous Spider King, have you ever regretted it?"

"Shut up!" the Spider King roared, took a step back, turned and ran away.

Zi Baifeng didn't have time to think about whether the Poisonous Spider King had feelings for Elder Empty Cicada, and he didn't have time to care about the Poisonous Spider King's mood, he only had one idea now.

It's about finding a way to survive and get out of it.

He watched the futile resistance of Elder Empty Cicada the whole time, and he knew that it would only take about ten minutes for the poison of the Spider King to begin to destroy his brain, and before that, he had to finish saving himself.

"Quick...... It's not the first time...... Hurry up, hurry up!" Zi Baifeng manipulated the aura and chased the venom in his body, this was not the first time he had done such a thing, last time he was invaded by the poison of real water, he refined the real water, and this time, what he wanted to refine was poison.

If it is purely about the degree of cherishing of toxins, the toxins of the Black Widow are no more difficult to deal with than the poison of real water, and at this moment, Zi Baifeng's demon cultivation technique is stronger than that time, I don't know how much the Dao Dao, almost immediately, he directly cut off the toxin from the source, and refined the toxin in an instant.

It's just a piece of cake.

This spider silk can't trap him, so if you refine the spider silk, it's okay.

This is where Zi Baifeng has nothing to fear, poisoning will buy him more time and let him find a way to escape from here.

But...... Next, he was surprised to find that although the toxin had been refined, turned into a "poisonous demon", and even turned into a drop of verdant liquid, oozing out of his neck and rolling on his arm, the pain did not stop.

The horror of the poison of the Spider King is here, the pain caused by the venom is just a switch, in order to make the muscles twitch, so that the venom can flow quickly throughout the body, once the pain starts, it will not go away, it will not stop, until it collapses.

"Damn...... Damn it......" Zi Baifeng never thought that he would miscalculate in such a place.

Ten minutes, as long as it takes ten minutes, he will be damaged to his brain forever by severe pain, maybe even shorter, because he is not necessarily more tenacious and powerful than Elder Sky Cicada.

"Your sister!" Zi Baifeng couldn't help but scold angrily, the so-called wise man must be lost in a thousand thoughts, and he, a wise man, will be lost today.

Well, as a good doctor who treats headaches and sore feet, since it is pain, then ...... Let's refine the pain!

Zi Baifeng mobilized the aura of the demon cultivation technique, pursued his nerves, and the severe pain in the nerves, but for the ethereal things, is his demon cultivation recipe effective?

The answer is, no.

In the severe pain, Zi Baifeng's consciousness gradually blurred, he seemed to be struggling in an endless nightmare, wanting to wake up, but he couldn't wake up, in a trance, he seemed to have returned to his previous life, back to the era when he could still live carefree, read books, and play games.

He didn't know it, it was his survival instinct that had been stimulated, and he was frantically searching for a solution to his current predicament, which would save him from pain.

The knowledge of past and present lives is being strangely fused and reconstructed, and the answers are being found at a speed far beyond imagination and through almost intuitive leapfrog calculations.

At this moment, a ray of light lit up from Zi Baifeng's body.

Shu Yue turned into a sword fetus, and Zi Baifeng's demon cultivation technique was also upgraded.

The sixth trick is to weave a net. Weaving a web is like a pregnant spirit. Everything in the world has a law, and once the demon keeper understands the truth, he can weave all the mysteries in it like a web.

Between heaven and earth, there is nothing that cannot but be woven into it.

But where is this law?

Pain is because people's nerves are transmitting signals to block this signal? But pain is actually a signal that is beneficial to people, and if people can't feel pain, people can't avoid danger.

Pain is not real, it is just a phenomenon, a reaction, something that cannot be seen or touched.

If you want to give a law to something that you can't see or touch, you have to give it a form, maybe an equation, a name, a spell, a portrait, a construction diagram, anything.

The pain propagated through Zibaifeng's neural network, oscillated, superimposed, and intensified.

Just like a data packet being transmitted in the network, Zi Baifeng's nerves were already in a trance, and he seemed to be back when he was sitting in front of the computer, he clicked the mouse, and a signal representing pain was transmitted out.

...... No, how can there be a signal that represents pain?

Absurd, illogical analogy...... A word popped into his head: "Dark Word: Pain!"

This is the skill of the priest in the game he has played before, it will make people hurt, pain is a skill.

In a trance, it seemed that another card flashed, and at this moment, "Dark Word: Pain" was a card from another game he was playing.

On Zi Baifeng's body, the light is fading brightly and brightly, and the celadon piece in the center of his eyebrows is also flickering.

His aura has changed, and the aura is no longer just the aura, and within the aura, a network of laws has appeared.

Zi Baifeng is compiling his own rules.

All along, everything created by porcelain tiles has been carried out in the most familiar and favorite way of Zibaifeng.

For him, for example, raising a monster is like playing a game of development. Building a territory is like playing a business simulation game. War, it's like playing a real-time strategy game.

And now, he still lacks a system.

His own battles.

He can only mess around and fight without any system. His own strength is a mess, and when there are no youkai by his side, he is too vulnerable.

The porcelain piece is also aware of this, or Zi Baifeng's subconscious, realizing this, he must make up for it.

It doesn't matter what form it takes, as long as it can let Zi Baifeng exert his combat effectiveness and complete the mission given by the porcelain piece, it can satisfy Zi Baifeng's delusions.

A unique law that belongs to Zibaifeng.

Every time Zi Baifeng's demon cultivation trick is upgraded, a ball of aura will accumulate on the porcelain tiles, and Zi Baifeng calls it a talent point.

But obviously, it's not just talent points, it's a seed that can give birth to a whole new set of rules.

This is the benefit of raising demons to Zi Baifeng.

And now, Zi Baifeng's demon cultivation technique has been upgraded to the sixth order, and three more groups of aura have appeared.

These three auras began to transform automatically, and then merged together.

Then, it gave birth to the first shoot, and in Zi Baifeng's body, a black line extended to the center of the eyebrows, and then grew along the shoot, intertwining into a pitch-black word "pain" on the shoot.

Pain has no carrier, it must have a carrier, and that aura has become this carrier.

The sprout grew, and the god unfolded, and became square, and then it fell off and slowly drifted down.

Zi Baifeng suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the blade.

Then he was speechless.

He never imagined that the solution he finally found would be this ......

The Demon Cultivation Formula gives the law a form, and this form is called ...... Cards.

Your sister, Zi Baifeng, Zi Baifeng, how much do you like to play games!

When Mao came to a place, he not only had to play cultivation, but also simulated management, real-time strategy, and card games!

You're so homely, does your mother know what to do?

But then again, it doesn't matter what the carrier is, it doesn't matter if it's a magic weapon, a orb, a flying sword, or if, as it is now, it turns into a card.

In this world, no one will understand what a card is, and in the future, when everyone sees Zi Baifeng, they will only say: "Look, that guy's magic weapon is a card." ”

Zi Baifeng lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the card that was caught in his hand, inlaid with gold edges, with a decorative pattern of vines, and above it was the icon of the card, the black word "pain", distorted, exuding a purple-black light, which looked a little evil. The card description below...... There are no instructions.

Zi Baifeng didn't know how to use this thing at all.

This is a magic weapon that Zi Baifeng uses to raise demons and refine the severe pain in his body, but he still doesn't know how to use this magic weapon.

In any case, he is not in pain, and this is the best news.

The rest, it seems, is much simpler.

He took a deep breath, and the aura in his body surged out, pouring into the spider silk that was entwining his body.

The sixth-order aura, it couldn't be easier to raise this kind of little thing into a monster, and after a few seconds, the net was loosened, and he struggled a few times and jumped off the net.

The net that he had demonized was draped over his body like clothes, still wriggling, and it looked a little oozing.

Then Zi Baifeng found that the change was not over, at the center of his eyebrows, which represented the seeds of a new law and a new order, began to grow again, and then another card fell from his eyebrows.

Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand and held it in his hand and looked down.

"Net". A card called Net, with a lifelike net drawn on the card.

This...... What the hell is going on? Zi Baifeng was speechless.