In the end, the bonus has no opponent, this is deliberately arranged by Luotian, in his heart, the bonus is kind and innocent, and he can't fight at all.

For the sake of insurance, it is better to keep the bonus in the back and protect yourself.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, splitting the two sides in half, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out.

"Fight!" "Fight!" Falling Sky roared loudly and rushed over first, and the remaining eight people, followed closely behind, possessed by the spiritual root, turned into the strongest warriors.

The other party saw that the nine people in the sky were violent, and they were not far behind, no one was cowardly, and stepped forward to fight with a knife.

"Coax!" "Bang!" There are all kinds of knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and the sound of weapons colliding one after another, and sparks are flying everywhere.

Nine against nine, eighteen people fought together, and the strength of the falling body plus the second layer of qi training easily abused the strong man opposite, and the ring ruler constantly resisted the big knife that came from the chop.

The one-person-high big knife was danced by the strong man, and the tiger was vigorous, slashing towards the Falling Sky Gate, which was also a power-type spiritual root.

It was a knife aimed at the head of the falling sky, like a slash to the sky, the whole world was crowded with blades, the white blades flashed with cold light, and the air currents were cut in half, heading straight for them.

The strong man had already identified him as a dead man in his heart, and no one could help but stab him along the way.

Who knew that Luotian looked up at the knife, stretched his arm forward, put the force ruler in front of him, his expression was flat, his eyes were still looking around, the strong man sneered, thinking that he had given up, and the scene of people and rulers being broken appeared in his mind at this moment.

I just listened, with a ding, like a long knife that cut through the heavens and the earth, it obediently stopped on the force ruler, like a peerless beast becoming a cute baby, and there was no trace of the knife left.

This result, Luotian naturally knows it, it's normal, but how can a strong man accept it, his mouth is wide open, his chin is about to fall to the ground, and he is actually blocked, a low-level phantom butterfly spirit root, agile, actually blocked his own attack, it's incredible.

Suddenly lifted the long knife, clenched his hands, walked solidly, used all his strength, blocked the waist and slashed horizontally, and slashed at the waist of the falling sky again, if it was cut, it must be a knife in half, and the intestines flew wildly.

still had a flat expression, his body was motionless, and the only change was to move the force ruler blocking his head to his waist to block the long knife.

"Ding!" sounded again, and the same result as before, the strong man shouted: "Wow, ah, cut it off for me!"

Another quick slash in a row, still useless.

No matter how much the strong man cuts, he is easily blocked by the ring ruler, and the arm that falls into the sky does not shake, and he still has the strength to observe the battle around him, which is undoubtedly contempt.

In his eyes, instead of being cowardly, he aroused ferocity, his face was red, his teeth were clenched, his arms were swollen, and he stared at the sky, one knife was heavier than the other.

Seeing the changes in the strong man, Luotian was no longer perfunctory, nodded to him, felt the power from his arm, and praised in his heart: "Five or six hundred catties, the strength is the largest around, in the end, the spiritual root can actually raise the strength so high." ”

His eyes looked around, and finally saw two horns on the top of the strong man's head, "Cow?

The big knife never stopped, like a whirlwind, and there were no living creatures within a zhang around, and there were cracks on the ground.

The strength slowly grows again, seven hundred catties, eight hundred catties, nine hundred catties, and the sky can no longer cope with it freely, while blocking the big knife, the arm must also be withdrawn, accumulated, and swung out again.

The strong man had his chest open, and his looming muscles were piled up like bricks, sweating, panting, and tired.

The speed in his hand kept stopping, and when he saw the change in the falling sky, he laughed and said: "Haha, boy, it's just a phantom butterfly spirit root, dare to fight my Xuanniu spirit root, do you know what the gap between you and me is?"

After speaking, the strong man can cut out a thousand catties with every knife, which is on par with the strongest strength in Luotian now.

Every time the collision is a force of two thousand catties, the earth will shake, and the weapons will make a clicking sound, fortunately, the weapons are all spiritual treasures, and they can withstand it, otherwise they will break instantly.

The ruler continued to block the big knife, and Luotian really looked at the person in front of him, his eyes revealed earth-shattering war intent, and when he heard the words of the strong man, he disagreed from the bottom of his heart.

With hard work, you can do things you can't imagine, like overcoming people you can't overcome.

The aura is rising, and with the strength of the body, the blood flows in the body, and the hot sweat bubbles out, evaporates into qi, and drips freely.

If you are happy, you have no estimate, and it doesn't matter if he will become stronger or not, just do it.

Fortunately, the strong man stabilized after reaching the strength of 1,000 catties, and there was no growth, which can be regarded as the only good news.

Luotian's eyes were sharp, blocking every knife with all his might, the strong man's attack frequency was too fast, his arm was numb, all the impact was absorbed by the body, and only a small part was diverted by the earth.

If you don't crack the current situation, the final result will be chopped in half.

In the face of the irregular long knife, the madness attacked, from various angles, extremely tricky, he had no chance to counterattack at all, and at the same time suppressed his speed.

Ten times with one force, that's probably what it looks like.

It is impossible to say that there is no envy, turning a boy with no physical foundation into a muscular boy with a thousand catties of strength, whether it is physical fitness, combat consciousness is helpful, this is the middle spiritual root, Luotian really experienced it today.

He was abused by the low-level spiritual root, but when he encountered the medium-level spiritual root, he was almost forced to death by Ma San for the first time, and now he is still struggling to support.

"The medium spiritual roots are so strong, so what will be the ones above them? A bold idea suddenly rose in Luotian's heart.

The battle continued, and Luo Tian felt that the strong man was obviously lacking in physical strength, and his speed of swinging the knife was slowing down, and he knew at a glance that he rarely exercised, and the muscles on his body were estimated to be brought to him by the Xuanniu Linggen.

The understanding of the medium spiritual root is getting deeper and deeper, and he also knows that his combat methods still have many deficiencies, and his background is not enough.

Now the only chance to win is to drag it until the strong man is exhausted.

The strong man is not stupid, originally he thought that he could finish abusing Luotian, but time went backwards, and Luotian was able to block his attack every time, although it was very difficult, he did not fall, but he became more and more courageous, but he couldn't keep himself at his peak all the time.

It is necessary to defeat the falling sky before he is exhausted, the strong man is clear in his heart, he works harder in his hands, and attacks desperately, and the falling sky desperately defends, and the result of winning or losing depends on who falls first.

The two were at a stalemate, just as they were at an impasse.

Looking at Huang Lian out of nowhere, he pulled out a cyan long sword, which seemed to be inside his pants, and played a sword flower, the long sword was like a rainbow, and stabbed at the opponent's face door in a chic manner.

I saw that the child, seeing the sharp green sword, did not panic, went to the ground, and suddenly four arms grew out of his arms, a total of six arms.

The child lay on the ground, and his six hands began to shake frequently, and the sound of brushing and plowing was like a spider.

The hand can actually replace the foot, and the whole person is panning against the place, and the speed is very fast, and a piece of muddy water is set off where it passes.

Frightened, Huang Lian was startled, turned over and put away his sword, turned his back behind him, and looked at the moving child carefully.

Suddenly thinking of something, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Special medium spirit root, ghost-faced spider!"

As soon as the words fell, the child quickly crawled in front of him, and his head, which was originally facing the ground, made a sound of bones breaking, as if the bones were crushed and then ground finely.

But the kid did it, and he didn't stop until he was facing him, and the neck of Coptis was uncomfortable for a while.

"You've found out, giggles, it's funny, giggles, become like this, giggles, if this spiritual root is useful! I have to enter the Butterfly Killing Sect, I want to change back!" the child looked up and smiled.

The pale face, bloodless, with a dark and terrifying ghost character brand on his forehead, no whites of his eyes, all covered by black eyeballs, and his smile was like a black-and-white impermanence smile under the Nine Shadows.

This kind of spiritual root was introduced in "Spiritual Cultivation", and the ghost-faced spider spiritual root is formed after tomorrow, and the formation conditions are very harsh.

People who must have a white spider spirit root or a black spider spirit root, after being devoured by ten thousand spiders, ten thousand thousand spider venom feed their spirit roots, only one percent of them will mutate, and the remaining ninety-nine percent will be poisoned.

Huang Lian knew that anyone who had this kind of spiritual root was no longer a human being, he was a half-human, half-spider, and even if he was unpossessed, the changes to his body would continue forever.

Eating insects, spinning silk, no emotion, no consciousness, etc., thinking of this, Coptis chinensis felt a trace of pity, after all, he is a sad teenager, and he has not yet enjoyed happiness, so he has experienced this.

The moment when his eyes were in a trance and his body was relaxed, he was accurately grasped by the child.

I saw that the child opened his mouth stiffly, spit out a large amount of spider silk from it, and sprayed it on Coptis in the blink of an eye, and when he reacted and was ready to dodge away, it was already too late.

There are thousands of spider silks, stained on Coptis chinensis, how to escape, he saw that there were small transparent water droplets hanging on the spider silk, all of which were mucus.

As the spider silk became more and more, now the feet, and then the legs, from the bottom to the top, were covered little by little, and Coptis stared at the child with a special emotion.

"Giggles, don't look at me like that, Giggles, who made you too stupid, Giggles, be eaten by me!" said the child.

The special laughter echoed in Huang Lian's ears, and when he heard that he was going to eat him, his pupils suddenly contracted.

At this time, the spider silk has covered the neck, and the slender white silk, as soft as a girl's white and tender hands, caress your face.

"Have you ever eaten someone?" Huang Lian said lightly, the trace of emotion in his eyes was slowly melting, melting into water, and flowing away from his eyes.

"Giggles, I've eaten them! Giggles, I don't eat them, they eat me. The child, who was obviously spinning, replied from nowhere.

Silently staring at the child, thinking in his mind, until his eyes were blocked by spider silk, turned into darkness, and the light faded.

What kind of world is this, is the child's last words wrong? It seems to be right.

Coptis chinensis, who has been hanging on her child, has a string in her heart that has been quietly fluctuated.

In the end, Coptis didn't say a word, because the spider silk had covered his entire head, and now he had turned into a huge cocoon, poofed, and fell to the ground.

The seal was tight, and the child slowly climbed up the cocoon, leaned on it, and waited for the meal to start.