Feng Jinghong turned her head, and there was a spider twenty feet away! A three-foot-long spider!
A pink-faced spider with only six legs was staring at Feng Jinghong and Feng Jinghong!
"Jianfeng, what is this? Why does it only have six legs?"
"Ah, uncle, what did you say?" Feng Jinghong had to pull Wan Jianfeng, who was stunned on the spot, a few times before he came back to his senses and asked with his mouth wide open.
"I said, do you know this spider? What is it and why does it grow so big?"
"This thing is not a toy, it is a Conglin killer!"
"Conglin Killer? It's called Conglin Killer?"
"No, it's called Pink-faced Peach Blossom Spider. The six-legged Pink-faced Peach Blossom Spider is equivalent to a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and the most difficult thing about it is its spider web. Master uncle, look at the shiny spiders within thirty feet around us.
The silk threads are its spider webs, and with this, it can compete with the monks in the later stages of foundation building!"
After calming down, Wan Jianfeng quickly introduced the huge monster in front of him.
"Then why does it only have six legs?"
"The pink-faced peach blossom spider grows in the opposite direction. When it has two legs, it will transform into a human form and stand upright. By then, its strength will be comparable to that of a monk who transformed into a god!"
"Are there any weaknesses?"
"There is no weakness. The Pink-faced Peach Blossom Spider likes blood, especially the blood of powerful creatures. Its silk is indestructible to water and fire, and is so tough that it is hard to be hurt by swords. Not to mention us, even the foundation-building monks are very vulnerable to it.
I have a headache! By the way, no wonder it came here, it must have been attracted by the smell of the blood of the blue-eyed blood python."
"Then we just stand and wait to die?"
Feng Jinghong was so angry that Wan Jianfeng couldn't laugh or cry, so she asked angrily.
"Not necessarily. If you can get close to it, you can kill it. There are two weak points on its back, where its legs are shed. According to the book, those two spots are bright red. As long as you hit it,
In one place, its strength will decline rapidly, and then we can easily defeat it."
"Behind?" Feng Jinghong then realized that the spider in front of her was indeed closer to its web. It seemed to be able to understand human speech. When the pink-faced peach blossom spider heard Wan Jianfeng's words revealing its weakness, the six-legged spider went crazy.
He stabbed dryly on the ground, opened his huge mouth, and exposed two black fangs. Suddenly, a stench came out, making Feng Jinghong feel dizzy.
"Uncle Master, what should we do? It's about to close the net." The long sword in Wan Jianfeng's hand was trembling with fear.
When Feng Jinghong saw the long sword with the Azure Dragon Sword Spirit sealed in his hand, she felt happy and said quickly: "You release your Azure Dragon Sword Spirit. It has just absorbed the blood soul of the blue-eyed blood python. There should be a trace of it left."
Xue Qi, you command the Qinglong Sword Spirit to circle around the spider, and leave the rest to me!"
Wan Jianfeng did not hesitate at all. He squeezed the sword in his hand, and the green dragon that had just been sealed in the sword suddenly flew out. Sure enough, the Pink-faced Peach Blossom Spider smelled the remaining blood and became even more violent, staring closely at it.
Looking at the Qinglong Sword Spirit flying in the air, a trace of black air erupted from its two fangs and landed on the spider web behind it.
Feng Jinghong turned around and saw that the crystal silk spider web thirty feet away was slowly gathering towards them. She suddenly felt a chill in her heart. The wooden sword in the storage ring instantly appeared in her hand, taking advantage of the pink-faced peach blossom spider's gaze.
Attracted by the sword spirit Qinglong, his tense body pressed against the ground and he shot out like an arrow.
Wan Jianfeng felt even more nervous when he saw Feng Jinghong take action. Although he had just seen the young uncle kill the blue-eyed blood python bravely, this pink-faced peach blossom spider was different. This was comparable to
With the existence of foundation-building monks, even if this master is against the will of heaven, it is impossible for him to reach the foundation-building stage in one year.
The anxious Wan Jianfeng directed the sword spirit Qinglong to fly in front of the peach blossom spider, while focusing on Feng Jinghong because he knew that the success or failure was not with him, but with the master who was already under the spider.
uncle.
Feng Jinghong didn't expect to get under the spider so easily. Before he could be happy, he saw a spider's legs as thick as a bowl appeared in front of him. He was so anxious that he rolled forward three times like a lazy donkey.
Four meters, he looked up and sure enough, there were two bloody red spots less than a foot away from the last two legs of the peach blossom spider.
Feng Jinghong was secretly delighted and was about to fly up when he suddenly heard the howling wind behind him. When he turned his head, he saw two spider legs sweeping towards him. He knew that if he tried to stab the red spot forcefully at this time, he would definitely be killed.
The spider leg was hit, and there was no time to think about it. It was too late, but it was faster. Feng Jinghong gritted his teeth and stood on the spot, bending forward. Hearing a "bang" sound, his body flew up like a sharp sword.
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Wan Jianfeng, who was distractedly paying attention to Feng Jinghong, was shocked when he saw this scene. He could clearly hear the dull sound made by the two feet hitting Feng Jinghong. This time, if it was a normal person,
, fearing that everything was broken into pieces, he died on the spot.
Wan Jianfeng was lucky in his heart and kept a close eye on Feng Jinghong's movements.
However, the moment Feng Jinghong was knocked away by the spider's legs, the wooden sword in his hand was thrown violently, with a faint yellow flame, and it was quickly inserted into the red spot on the left side of the pink-faced peach blossom spider, while he used the help of
With the force of being hit, I put my arms together and landed heavily on the red spot on the right side.
Because of what happened to Feng Jinghong just now, Wan Jianfeng lost control of his mind, and the Qinglong Sword Spirit suddenly dispersed. At the moment Feng Jinghong was knocked away, the crystal silk bead net just happened to wrap him up inside, and the Qinglong Sword Spirit lost its power.
The pink-faced peach blossom spider let out an angry scream, and thrust its black fangs fiercely at Wan Jianfeng.
Smelling the stench that hit his face, Wan Jianfeng turned around and saw the fangs stuck high up. Just as he closed his eyes in despair, he heard a muffled sound coming from his ears, and the spider webs that bound him loosened.
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When Wan Jianfeng opened his eyes, he saw a huge pink-faced peach blossom spider lying motionless on the ground. Its two fangs were just on the ground in front of his feet. The ground was scorched black with the venom.
The stunned God Wan Jianfeng realized that his uncle must have succeeded. He quickly tore off the remaining cobwebs on his body and ran behind the peach blossom spider. Feng Jinghong was covered in blood, and his arms were buried into the peach blossom spider at shoulder height.
Inside his body, blood kept spitting out from his mouth. Wan Jianfeng yelled, rushed over and pulled Feng Jinghong out of the spider, and kept shouting "Uncle Master."
"Stop screaming, I'm not dead yet, cough...cough cough." After more than ten breaths, Feng Jinghong finally spoke. He wiped the spider blood on his face and said weakly.
"Ah! Uncle Master, are you okay?"
Wan Jianfeng shouted in surprise.
"Why is everything okay? Didn't you see that I was vomiting blood? Go get my sword and I'll meditate to recover."
Feng Jinghong let Wan Jianfeng hold the sword for one reason, and the other reason was that he wanted to avoid Wan Jianfeng and planned to take a life-defying pill given to him by his master Xuanhuo. He himself knew about his injuries, although he didn't
It was so serious that he was on the verge of death, but he also had seven or eight broken ribs. After encountering monsters one after another, he simply did not dare to let himself wander around the Lanyuan Cave with such serious injuries.
Taking advantage of Wan Jianfeng's turn to grab his sword, Feng Jinghong immediately swallowed a life-defying pill and then sat cross-legged on the ground.
Sure enough, this elixir lived up to its name and was indeed life-threatening. As soon as Feng Jinghong swallowed it, he felt a stream of clear water flow down his throat and spread all over his body. His broken ribs were rapidly recovering, his eyes, mouth,
A stream of black blood flowed from his nose and ears, and his body also exuded a strong odor.
Wan Jianfeng, who had received the sword, was shocked again when he heard the "crackling" sounds coming from Feng Jinghong's body from time to time. It wasn't until Feng Jinghong stood up that he came to his senses, and asked with a grin on his face: "Uncle Master
, what kind of skills are you practicing? You are so perverted, I even said I would give you an antidote, but I didn’t expect you to have recovered."
"This is not a Kung Fu. Your uncle gave me some detoxifying and healing medicine. I just took two of them, and I feel better now." Of course, Feng Jinghong did not dare to say that her injuries were completely healed.
, that would be too shocking. A person who was about to die just came to life in just a quarter of an hour. How can he not make people jealous? He still understands the principle of not revealing wealth.
"Oh, looking at your skills just now, I thought you had fully recovered. Now except for the blood all over your body, you don't look like a seriously injured person at all. By the way, Uncle Master, your sword
What kind of sword is it? Although it is a wooden sword, it is heavy in the hand, and you see, there is not even a trace of blood on it when it is pulled out of the spider's body."
Wan Jianfeng clicked his tongue and said in wonder.
"This sword was a gift from your great-uncle. I don't know what kind of sword it is, but it's very useful."
"Uncle Master, why don't you give it a name?"
"name?"
"Yes, this sword will definitely become famous in the world of immortality along with you in the future. How can it be done without a name?"
"I don't dare to hope for fame in the world of immortality, as long as I can kill those demons!"
"Devil?"
"Forget it, let's call him the Demon Sword!"
"Drawing the Demon Sword? Uncle Master has great ambitions!"
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's leave this place first, lest any ferocious beasts come to our door again."
Feng Jinghong took the wooden sword from Wan Jianfeng's hand and put it into the storage ring, wiped the stains on her face, and took the lead to fly out of the forest.
"Uncle Master, look there, there seems to be a pool there. Let's go and take a bath." About an hour after leaving the forest, Wan Jianfeng pointed to a pool a hundred feet away in a mountain valley and shouted.
"That's fine!" Feng Jinghong remembered his senior brother Jinglan's instructions, but he took a look and found that the flowers and plants near the pool were lush and did not look like a dangerous place. Not to mention that he was covered in blood and he really needed to wash it off.
The sun was about to set, and I needed to find some food to satisfy my hunger, so I nodded in agreement.
The distance of a hundred feet is reached in the blink of an eye. It looks like a pool in the distance, but it is actually a lake. The water is very clear. In the center of the lake, there is a ten-foot sand island with three trees growing on it. The strange thing is that there is no one on the tree.
The leaves are lying bare on the sand.
Feng Jinghong didn't take it seriously. She and Wan Jianfeng jumped into the lake and took a comfortable bath. They put the blood-stained clothes into the storage ring and took out two sets of clothes to change. Then they planned to
Continue on your way to find your disciples.
"Uncle Master, they are just two useless bloody clothes. Why do you keep them? Throw them away."
Wan Jianfeng asked in surprise when he saw Feng Jinghong put the two bloody clothes into the storage ring.
"It's not good to leave it here. If someone from Hanhai Pavilion sees it, they might catch up and cause trouble for us."
"Uncle, look over there!" Feng Jinghong, who was about to set off, looked in the direction of Wan Jianfeng's hand. After the sun went down, the three bare trees on Shazhou slowly grew leaves and enveloped them.
All over Shazhou, white flowers bloomed on the trees. In just a few breaths, the three trees were covered with green leaves and white flowers, which looked extremely beautiful on the moonlit lake.
"Uncle Master, this tree must be something extraordinary. Why don't we cut it down and take it away?"
"You don't know what this... this tree is. Maybe it just blooms at night?"
"Definitely not. If it blooms at night, then it doesn't mean that the leaves will grow at night, right?" Wan Jianfeng said firmly.
"Well, it's impossible to fly over such a long distance, and you have to swim across it." Feng Jinghong was also curious about the flowers and trees in Shazhou because of the Dao Fruit in his body, and nodded in agreement.
The two got into the water and swam quickly towards Shazhou.
Unexpectedly, they had just swam less than thirty feet when they heard several sharp sounds breaking through the air. The two of them quickly held their breath and dived into the lake, running their exercises and looking at the lake without moving.