Chapter 106
Chapter 106
Dazed by the 'delicious food' in front of him, Ghost Face Spider relaxed his vigilance towards Mo Yuan, but unexpectedly fell for it.
But after all, it was a ninth-level monster, its strength comparable to that of an out-of-body body. It only froze for a moment, then quickly reacted, turned its head, and spit out a mouthful of spider silk at Mo Yuan.
Mo Yuan dodged, and the Xingling Sword in his palm slammed hard, directly piercing the Ghost Face Spider's back heart, and then pulled it out calmly.
呲——
A stream of blood gushed out like a fountain, and a few drops splashed onto Mo Yuan's face.
Drops of dark red blood slowly slid down between his straight brows, and that cold handsome face instantly became strange.
The ghost-faced spider screamed, and the human faces on the disc seemed to have received some signal, and Qi Qi began to scream miserably.
The voice was harsh and harsh, like a saw, tearing through Duan Lang's nerves.
It even used the divine sense to attack.
Duan Lang was trembling with pain, and his bloody face instantly turned pale, but he was tied up, there was no way to avoid it, he could only barely prop up the spiritual energy barrier to protect his body, he was very weak, pitiful and helpless.
Mo Yuan had already landed on the ground with the Xingling Sword in his hand, his brows and eyes were cold, and he remained motionless, obviously not affected by the attack of the ghost-faced spider's consciousness.
The ghost-faced spider is really strong, that's why he pushed Duan Lang out on purpose, just to distract it.
But he didn't expect Duan Lang to see his plan, and deliberately cooperated without resisting.
The ghost-faced spider had already recovered from the pain, staring at Mo Yuan fiercely, and a long strand of spider silk sprayed towards him.
It has been dominating Beiman Mountain for a long time, and it has eaten thousands if not eight hundred people. It has never suffered such a big loss, and it hates Mo Yuan to the extreme. Even if it is injured, it does not intend to let him go.
The ghost-faced spider frowned, and spit out more and more spider silk, almost enclosing the large area around it into a cocoon.
It's just that no matter how much it vomited, it was useless, and it didn't touch Mo Yuan's body at all. Instead, he found an opportunity, approached him, and cut off one of his legs with a sword.
The ghost-faced spider knew that it had encountered a strong enemy, so it gave Mo Yuan a unwilling look, then turned around suddenly, wrapped Duan Lang up with the spider's silk, and planned to run away.
Duan Lang was startled, and quickly called Mo Yuan, "Junior Brother."
Mo Yuan had already noticed the ghost-faced spider's movements, his eyes turned cold, and the Xingling sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, cutting straight at the ghost-faced spider's leg that was going to catch someone.
The ghost-faced spider subconsciously retracted its legs, stared at Duan Lang unwillingly and resentfully, moved its huge body, and fled away like flying.
Duan Lang breathed a sigh of relief like the rest of his life, and quickly said to Mo Yuan: "Junior brother, let me down quickly."
His whole body was torn to the point that only a pair of underpants remained, and his upper body was completely naked. When the wind blows, goose bumps popped out.
Mo Yuan kept staring at the direction where the ghost-faced spider disappeared. Hearing this, he turned his eyes away, looked at Duan Lang, and said slowly, "The scenery up there is not bad, brother, you can stay a little longer."
The ghost-faced spider wrapped its silk around the tree, forming a vertical spider web, and Duan Lang was tied to the web.
Hearing Mo Yuan's words, he rolled his eyes hard in his heart, but his phoenix eyes blinked at him, "Junior brother, you kicked me just now, why are you still angry?"
Mo Yuan snorted coldly, and walked slowly in front of Duan Lang. The demonic energy in his palm transformed into a long sword, and cut off the spider silk wrapped around his body with one sword.
Duan Lang's spiritual power had been exhausted just now, and after being tied up for a long time, his hands and feet had become stiff. As soon as the spider threads on his body loosened, he fell to the ground involuntarily.
Just when Duan Lang thought he was going to fall, Mo Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his arm, hugged him into his arms, and looked down at him, "legs
soft? "
Duan Lang felt that Mo Yuan was surprisingly easy to talk today, and he was also very warm-hearted and kind-hearted, which made him afraid.
He looked at Mo Yuan warily, neither daring to nod nor shake his head.
He was afraid that if he said something wrong, he would be messed with.
Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Duan Lang was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Yes... a little bit."
Mo Yuan snorted lightly, bent down suddenly, and hugged Duan Lang horizontally.
"Brother, your ability is really great, a mere ghost-faced spider can scare you until your legs go limp."
Duan Lang was startled by the sudden suspension of his body, he hugged Mo Yuan's neck reflexively, and muttered, "I'm just a Nascent Soul, and the Ghost Face Spider is a nine
order. "
The ninth level of monsters is equivalent to the out-of-body period of human monks, and those who are stronger can even beat the transition period.He is just a Nascent Soul, and against the Ghost Face Spider, he is the difference between an ant and an elephant. He can last for a while, which is considered very strong.
As for the weakness of the legs, it was not because of being scared at all, but because of poor blood flow after being tied up for a long time.
Mo Yuan glanced at Duan Lang with a cold light in his eyes.
In his memory, Duan Lang was not such a person, but the kind of person who knew the danger, but would still persevere.
Except for a face, the person in front of him has no similarities with Duan Lang in his memory.
If he had met this person in front of him, he might not have been thrown into the abyss of monsters. After all, this person was so soft-hearted. If he begged, he would definitely be willing to let him go.
He was really bewildered.
How could it be that the person in front of him is not Duan Lang, he obviously has the memory of two people, and he can also command the Xingling Sword, which is not the case for Duoshe.
Beiman Mountain is very cold at night, and when the wind blows, Duan Lang realizes that he hasn't put on his clothes yet, his cheeks are slightly hot, and he coughs, "Junior Brother...but
to put me down. "
Mo Yuan withdrew his thoughts and threw Duan Lang to the ground.
Although Duan Lang was used to Mo Yuan's moodiness and ruthlessness, he was taken aback by his sudden rudeness.
Wasn't it fine just now?Why are you losing your temper again?It is even more fickle than menopausal middle-aged women.
Seeing Duan Lang sitting on the ground, Mo Yuan stared blankly at him, with unknowing grievances in his beautiful phoenix eyes, and a stabbing pain suddenly appeared in his chest.
He turned his back and said coldly: "You are the one who wants to come down."
The implication is that he cannot be blamed.
Duan Lang: "..."
He was speechless for a while, took out a new set of clothes from the storage bag and put them on, then recalled Xing Lingjian and put it in the storage bag.
After such a long delay, it was getting late, and it was not suitable to continue on the road, so the two decided to rest on the spot and wait for dawn before heading on.
During this period, Mo Yuan sent Su Mei a message talisman again.
Duan Lang took the medicine and was recovering from meditation. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Yuan frowning tightly. He had a bad feeling in his heart and asked, "Su Mei hasn't replied yet?"
Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and hummed in a neutral way.
Su Mei is Mo Yuan's subordinate, she received messages from him one after another, it is impossible not to reply, unless something happened to her, or she was trapped, no matter which possibility, it means that the situation is not good.
Su Mei also saved him, and Duan Lang didn't want anything to happen to her in his heart.But what happened now may only be known after going to the previous cave.
In the middle of the night, the wind in the mountains suddenly picked up, and the already gloomy sky suddenly rolled with dark clouds, and the continuous thunderclap and dazzling lightning appeared in succession, which made people's hearts tighten.
Duan Lang woke up from the trance, looked at Mo Yuan subconsciously, and asked hesitantly: "Is this going to cross the catastrophe?"
The catastrophe cloud has not dissipated, but the thunder and lightning have come, which means that the person who is going to cross the catastrophe has succeeded, and only survived the thunder catastrophe, that is the great ability to cross the catastrophe period.
Mo Yuan hummed, closed his eyes, and stretched out his consciousness. After seeing the direction of Lei Jie, his face darkened.
"It's Chen Wankong."
The direction where the thunder tribulations gather is Beiling City, where the only one who needs to overcome the thunder calamity is Chen Wankong who is in the out-of-body stage.
Duan Lang gasped, "It's really him? Didn't this calamity pass too fast?"
As far as the original owner knows, it seems that it has only been 500 years since Chen Wankong ascended to the out-of-body stage. 500 years does not sound short, but it is definitely an astonishing speed for the step from getting out of the body to crossing the catastrophe.
Mo Yuan recalled the last time he saw Chen Wankong, a cold light flashed across his eyes, and then he sneered, "Who knows if some kind of secret is used?"
Law? "
In this world, there are not only down-to-earth monks cultivating immortality, there are also many people who use evil secret methods, such as harvesting yin to replenish yang, to steal others' cultivation.
Chen Wankong does not seem to be a kind person, otherwise he would not have allowed Chen Siyuan to bully the market in Beiling City and do whatever he wanted, and he would not have used force to force them to hand over the Xuanling Clear Water after Mo Yuan obtained it.
It is not impossible to use secret methods to nourish one's cultivation.
While they were talking, the thunder tribulation had already struck down, as if Pangu had opened up the world, and the momentum was very huge.
The entire Beiman Mountain seemed to be revived by the sudden thunder calamity. Thousands of monsters emerged from their hiding places and watched one after another.
These monsters are not easy to practice, and they are naturally afraid of Tianlei instinctively, but watching the catastrophe is very beneficial to them, so even if they are afraid, they will force themselves to come out.
Duan Lang and Mo Yuan did not have monsters here, but in order to avoid trouble, they still flew to the tree and avoided them.
The trees here are very thick, and it is not a problem for two people to sit on the branches.
There are a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one ways to cross the tribulation and thunder tribulation. Calculated by time, it will take a full day and night.
They had planned to rush to the cave after dawn, but being delayed by Lei Jie, they could only postpone their plan.
Duan Lang sat on the branch, stretched his neck to look in the direction of Tianlei, and saw that it was split into a blinding white light by lightning, and he couldn't see anything.
He withdrew his consciousness, suddenly remembered something, and curiously asked Mo Yuan who was sitting on another branch.
"Junior Brother, do you also survive the Heavenly Thunder Calamity while cultivating demons?"
As soon as the words fell, Mo Yuan's face became cold to the extent visible to the naked eye.
Duan Lang's heart skipped a beat, wishing he could turn back time and seal his mouth.
He was really out of his mind, knowing that Mo Yuan disliked him most about mentioning him cultivating demons, why didn't he always have a long memory?
"If Junior Brother is unwilling to answer, let alone answer."
The most important thing is not to mess with him on purpose just because you are angry, his methods are too ruthless, and he is already scared of it.
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