But to Mo Chong's surprise, the spiders seemed to be blind to the firelight, and some of the black-haired spiders swarmed up and carried away the charred companion like minced meat, and the rest still crawled towards him. Mo Chong's eyes were cold, and he put the hay in his hand into his arms and changed it to a two-handed move. This time, every time ten fireballs were shot, each fireball burned twenty or thirty black-haired spiders to death, and suddenly the scorching atmosphere overflowed.

The spiders seemed to have no eyes to see, and no matter how many dead or wounded they were, they still crawled towards Mo Chong without hurrying. After a stick of incense, Mo Chong's face changed slightly. He used ten fireballs at a time, killing and injuring at least two or three hundred spiders. After the time of this incense, tens of thousands of spiders were burned to death. But for now, there is still a steady stream of spiders, as if it is never-ending. Although Mo Chong's mana was still abundant, he was already a little hairy in his heart.

"Damn! I'm not playing!"

Mo Chong threw ten more fireballs, suddenly turned around, and ran towards the path full of spikes. He would rather go to the extra mile to cut through these thorny plants than step over these disgusting black-haired spiders. Moreover, he may not be able to cross it.

The black-haired spiders still crawled forward without a hurry. And due to Mo Chong's retreat, the team of black-haired spiders suddenly stretched a lot, and from a distance, it seemed as if the ground was covered with a wriggling black carpet.

"Damn, you're not done!?"

A red light flashed on Mo Chong's body, and then the red light came out of his body, forming a huge fireball with a diameter of six or seven feet in front of him. Burst Fireball. Mo Chong was reluctant to use such a ultimate, as it would easily attract other monks. But at this moment, Mo Chong was already a little crazy by the black-haired spiders in front of him. He really didn't want to see a moving black creature in his sight again.

"Whoosh!"

Countless fireballs were bounced into the bursting fireball by Mo Chong, and after just a few breaths, the bursting fireball rose to the size of a zhangxu, and then only heard a "boom", the bursting fireball exploded, and countless firelight and flames fell like raindrops. The flames of fire fell into the black-haired spider bush, and immediately made a 'crackling' popping sound. The fire bomb technique can only burn the black-haired spiders to death, but the bursting fireball can burn them all up. The black-haired spider has a stream of white pulp in its belly, and this time it blooms everywhere, and the white pulp splashes everywhere, which is indescribably disgusting.

"Sizzle-sizzle-"

After the power of the explosive fireball, there was not a single living black-haired spider left in the black and white as far as the eye could see. Mo Chong breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: Lao Tzu's move, I will solve your twenty or thirty thousand at one time, I see if you dare to come out again to disgust Lao Tzu!

As soon as Mo Chong's thought arose, a familiar "rustle" sound immediately sounded in his ears, and then, a very familiar scene appeared again, in large and small caves, spiders covered in black hair were crawling out, with ten legs, eleven legs, and twelve legs. Thirteen legs, fourteen legs, and all over the legs.

"Damn. I really don't believe it!"

Mo Chong's eyes flashed. A burst of fireball erupted.

After another stick of incense. Mo Chong was a little out of breath. Nine bursts of fireballs in a row. In total, he has killed at least 200,000 black-haired spiders. However, the black-haired spiders still crawled out in a steady stream, not slowing down, one after another.

"I'm convinced. ”

Mo Chong looked at the black-haired spider with full eyes, and finally deflated, and ran towards the path full of spikes without looking back, and when he reached the passage, Mo Chong took out a shield, the smooth side down, and lay on it, and then took a shield to cover himself, like a turtle, he escaped from this nightmarish place with both hands on the ground. Mo Chong swore in his heart that as long as he saw these black-haired guys in the future, he would definitely run away.

Mo Chong decided to give up, but the black-haired spider was not so good at talking, and still followed behind Mo Chong unhurriedly. Mo Chong was completely frightened now, so he could only use his hands to support the ground, thinking about leaving the thorny bush first. And at this moment, a voice came from not far above: "Look, it's here! There seem to be many spiders down there!"

"What about the monks?

"Nope. It seems to have been killed by these spiders. ”

"Hmph, it's just some demon insects that haven't formed yet, but there are more of them. It seems that that guy was unlucky just now, and he happened to meet these demon insects when his mana was running out. Let's go down and get rid of these disgusting spiders first, and then we'll go find the dead monk's storage bag!"

Mo Chong heard the words behind him, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said secretly: Come down, come down, you come down, Lao Tzu can get out safely. Sure enough, after a while, I heard two 'crackles' behind me, and something like mud fell to the ground, and the black-haired spiders who lined up behind Mo Chong immediately turned around and went to move the pieces of meat.

Since the ink rushed down the way, it was much slower to go up again, and it took nearly an hour to leave the thorny bushes. However, Mo Chong didn't mean to stop, he just wanted to stay away from those black-haired spiders, the farther away the better.

After walking forward for a while, a large pool of blood appeared on the ground of the passage in front of me. The blood was still fresh in color, and it was clear that it hadn't been long since it had just come out of someone. Mo Chong frowned. Now that his mana is at a loss, he naturally doesn't want to bump into other monks again, so he immediately turned his direction and walked to the other side.

This time, after walking less than half a pillar of incense, Mo Chong saw two or three bloody handprints on the rock wall not far away. The blood droplets under the handprint had not yet congealed, and it was clear that the same as the pool of blood just now had been left by someone not long ago.

'What's going on?' Could it be that I wanted to avoid the fighting guys, but ended up on the same path as them?" Mo Chong frowned. After looking around, I saw that there were traces of pedestrians passing in all directions, and I couldn't tell which traces were the direction of the monk who left the bloody handprints.

Forget it, go back. ’

Mo Chong sighed, turned and walked back, stepping directly past the puddle of blood. This time, after about a stick of incense, a deep cave appeared in front of me. On both sides of the entrance of the cave were nailed a dead body with a long sword, one was a disciple of Tianshumen, and the other was a person from Baohuaguan. On the top of the cave there are four big characters written in blood: Death to those who trespass!

'Death to the trespasser?hmph, what a big breath!'

When Mo Chong saw these four words, his heart immediately rose unhappy. If his mana was still there, he would have directly hit it with a burst fireball. If you are told to die, Lao Tzu will directly block the cave for you. And Mo Chong had already guessed that in this cave, there must be a Gangyin sand mine, otherwise the monks who entered would definitely not use such a swaggering way to warn the visitors. I just don't know if people from one sect have entered, or if several sects have joined forces to enter, and there are no people from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps behind Mo Chong, and it seemed that a monk was approaching this way. Mo Chong's heart froze, and his figure immediately flashed, flashed to the side of the cave, and stood behind the dense rattan. He didn't go far, naturally he was sure that the people who came came to rush to the things in the cave, not passing by, and would not go any further. - Even if they were passing by, they would see what was going on in front of the cave and they would know that there was something good in the cave, and they would definitely go in and find out, because there were enough of them.

"Is this it!?" came the voice of a man with an urn sound.

"Yes...... It's here. A timid voice quickly replied. Voice tremors.

"Hmph! The trespasser is dead? What a big breath! He even killed our Baohuaguan people to demonstrate!?"

"This ...... This is what my brother meant, and it has nothing to do with me...... Ah!" The timid voice let out a miserable cry before he finished speaking.

"Hmph, you two, go and put down Senior Brother Xu's corpse and melt it. Hang this guy's corpse on it. The man with a loud urn commanded.

"Yes!" two voices immediately agreed, followed by a burst of operation. Mo Chong stomped behind the rattan and listened, and said secretly in his heart: Oh, it turned out that it was someone from Baohuaguan. I don't know which sect went first? When they get in, I'll come out and see the corpses hanging at the door.

After a while, I only heard the sound of the urn and said, "Come on, let's go in." Wait a minute, deal with those Jiuxian Sect guys, you must use the Silence Technique before they can use the 'One Drink River' move, temporarily ban their spells, and you Senior Brother Meng and I will be responsible for destroying their Wine Gourd." ”

"Yes. Senior brother rest assured. ”

As they spoke, they went into the cave. Mo Chong waited for about a cup of tea, and then quietly walked out from behind the rattan. When I walked to the cave, I saw that the monk nailed to the right side of the cave had become a disciple of Shouyang Mountain. Combined with the words of the urn-sounding man just now, there are at least two sects of Jiuxian Sect and Shouyang Mountain in this cave.

"That 'one drink river' must refer to the Jiuxian Sect's practice of instantly improving all attributes. But I haven't really seen Baohuaguan's 'silence technique', which can temporarily ban the monk's spell, this trick can't be guarded against. ”

Mo Chong looked at the deep cave and muttered to himself, he really wanted to follow up and take a look, to see the so-called forbidden speech technique, as well as the other methods used by the Baohua Guan monk against the enemy. But Mo Chong knew in his heart that if he entered in his state at this time, it would be a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, and there would definitely be no return. So I could only suppress the impulse in my heart and turn away.

After moving forward for a while, Mo Chong found an extremely secret stone crevice, immediately shrank down and got into it, and barely sat down cross-legged in it, and never moved again. He is now losing mana, and he is alone, what do he want to do. I have to wait until the mana is fully restored.