Chapter 669

In the air, the blood fog filled the air, and the sharp edge was sharp!

The Dinghai Five Styles, the Shura Sword, two different types of swordsmanship with immortal and demonic properties, operate freely in Su Zimo's hands, and the connection is perfect, without the slightest feeling of stagnation.

Countercurrent, stormy waves, whirlpools, ripples.

Ghost crying, blood, purgatory, bones, ghosts, walking corpses...

On the battlefield, although there was only Su Zimo and a knife, in the eyes of many colorful tarantulas, there seemed to be a surging tide, and the waves crashed on the shore!

The sound of ghost crying sounded in my ears, my feet were full of bones, there were ghosts in front of my eyes, and countless dead corpses climbed up in a pool of blood, like Senluo hell!

This is the 'potential'!

Cultivating to the level of "potential" will affect the mind and spirit of the monk, and will make all kinds of incredible illusions appear in front of everyone's eyes, believing it to be true.

In the mortal world, when commoners see the emperor, they will feel enormous pressure and tremble. In fact, they are shocked by the emperor's "potential"!

At this time, on the ground, there are already dozens of corpses of colorful tarantulas!

Under such a terrifying blade stance, many colorful tarantulas will be chopped into two parts just for a moment of loss, flowing out green and viscous blood.

The blood of colorful tarantulas is highly poisonous.

Sprinkled on the ground, the surrounding vegetation withered down in the blink of an eye.

The originally wet soil began to dry up, and there was a faint trend of turning into sand and gravel!

Some monsters couldn't dodge in time, and their bodies were stained with a little blood of colorful tarantulas. Within ten breaths, they would fall to the ground and die. The poison was so strong that it was rare in the world!

Su Zimo was full of qi and blood, like a flaming furnace, these demonic qi and venom were steamed into nothingness before they could get close.

The man in colored clothes has long transformed into his original form.

Contrary to other colorful tarantulas, his stature is the smallest.

The eight feet stepped down, the movement was abnormal, the speed was extremely fast, and it was not hard to shake Su Zimo.

"jijiji!"

From the mouth of the man in the color suit, a series of harsh screams came out, as if he was instructing the surrounding clansmen.

Under his command, the surrounding colorful tarantulas quickly changed their formations, and their movements were astonishingly fast. They no longer fought recklessly with Su Zimo, but ran around Su Zimo as much as possible.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

While many colorful tarantulas staggered and ran, the belly spit out a colorful spider silk, which was constantly entangled on the body of the blood-quenched knife.

The blood-quenched knife, sharp-edged, hair-blown and broken, combined with Su Zimo's explosive power, can even cut off top-quality spiritual weapons with ease!

But the spider silk of this colorful tarantula is very tough.

Endless spider silk is wrapped around the blood-quenched knife, and it is difficult to cut off with the sharpness of the blade.

In addition, the spider silk itself is highly poisonous, so that the aura on the blood-quenched knife gradually dimmed, and the blood light continued to decay.

Su Zimo is still invincible on the battlefield, and no colorful tarantula can stand up to him.

But it didn't take long for the blood-quenched knife to be caught in the endless spider silk.

Every time he swings the knife, Su Zimo feels that he is in the quagmire, and the resistance increases greatly!

You must know that most cultivators are reluctant to take the initiative to provoke the colorful tarantula. The big reason is that the spider silk of the colorful tarantula is the most spiritual tool to restrain the cultivator.

This spider silk is extremely domineering!

Fortunately, the blood-quenched knife is an innate spiritual tool.

If it were replaced by a general top-quality spiritual tool, covered by this endless spider silk entanglement, this spiritual tool would have been useless long ago!

It was because of this realization that Su Zimo never brought out the candle light sword formation.

Although the power of the sword array is great, they are all condensed from the best flying swords.

As long as there is an error in one of the flying swords, the entire sword formation cannot function normally, and the loss outweighs the gain.

In fact, for 20 years, Su Zimo has been thinking about how to raise the rank of this flying sword to another level.

As long as each flying sword is a little more powerful.

Twenty-seven flying swords, integrated together, the power will be significantly improved.

If it condenses into a candlelight sword array, the power will be even more terrifying!

And the battlefield is changing rapidly, so Su Zimo cannot afford to think too much.

Although more than 100 colorful tarantulas have fallen, the number is still rising, but the blood-quenched knives have all been trapped by the dense spider silk.

It was almost wrapped into a cocoon, and the blade was no longer visible.

Su Zimo was helpless and could only withdraw.

It's not that the blood-quenched knife is not sharp enough, it's just that all things restrain each other, it's the eternal truth between heaven and earth.

"Hehehe!"

The man in the color suit smiled proudly, and said insidiously, "Do you think you can provoke the majesty of my colorful tarantula clan by relying on an innate spiritual weapon?"

"I will let you pay for the death of these tribesmen!"

Su Zimo lost the blood-quenched knife, but his expression was fearless. He stood in the air and sneered slightly: "In the end, it's just a bunch of ugly bugs, kill it!"

"You haven't realized your situation yet?"

The man in colorful clothes laughed loudly and said, "You have already fallen into the colorful spider web formation of my colorful tarantula. Now you are a bird in a cage and a turtle in a urn. You can't escape!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Many colorful tarantulas are still wandering in the void, spitting spider silk.

Before you know it, around Su Zimo's body, the colorful tarantula clan has already woven a huge spider web.

And this layer of spider web is still thickening continuously!

Completely isolate him from the outside world!

No air, no aura.

Completely closed, he cannot draw any power from the outside world.

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

A single spider silk, with his strength, can be easily torn off even without the aid of any weapon.

But when hundreds, even tens of thousands, of endless spider silks are entangled together, it will form an inescapable web!

The more you struggle, the deeper you sink!

"I can feel that your qi and blood are very powerful, very vigorous, and contain majestic life essence."

The colorful tarantula grinned: "Don't worry, I won't kill you directly. I will raise you up and devour your blood little by little! Jie Jie Jie, I believe, your blood must be delicious!"

Su Zimo's eyes were cold and he said coldly, "Want to drink my blood? I'm afraid you won't have that fate!"

"Close the net!"

The man in colorful clothes shouted loudly.

Squeak!

The huge spider web wriggled and began to shrink.

This cobweb looks colorful, but it is full of murderous intentions, and it is highly poisonous!

Around Su Zimo's body, a strong, scarlet-red demonic aura pervaded, but after being enveloped by the colorful spider web, the demonic energy made a '呲呲' sound!

"interesting."

Su Zimo's eyes flickered and he murmured softly.

You must know that he cultivated the Secret Tome of the Demon King of the Great Wilderness. Although he only cultivated the Pill Formation, his demonic energy could resist most of the damage.

Unexpectedly, the spider web of this colorful tarantula could erode away his demonic energy!

The race that can dominate a large demon domain is by no means easy.

But just as the colorful spider web restrains the blood-quenched knife, all things in the world are mutual growth and mutual restraint!