Chapter 1415 Yellow Spider

Qingyang was like this, not to mention the rest of the Jindan cultivators. The weakest one could barely sense the surrounding area of ​​10 feet. Only the hall masters and ghost kings were slightly better, with their divine consciousness covering a range of nearly 100 feet around them, which was more or less safe.

Because they didn't know what was going on inside the hill, everyone didn't dare to walk too far apart, so they limited themselves to the divine consciousness range of the hall masters and ghost kings, and tried to walk within this range of several dozen feet. If they really encountered anything, they could take care of each other.

Qingyang walked in the middle of the team, running the dark energy to prop up a shield outside his body to resist the erosion of sand and dust, but the surrounding strong wind was too strong, and every step was extremely difficult. One step, two steps, three steps, this speed was much slower than before in the towering sacred woods.

Such a bad situation was the only one Qingyang had ever seen in his life, but generally speaking, it was barely bearable, and Qingyang had seen before that this hill was not actually very big, with a width of about four or five hundred miles. If he persisted, he could get through it in four or five days at most.

For a while afterwards, no one spoke, just concentrating on the journey. In such harsh conditions, most people did not have the energy to talk. On the second day, many people's Nether Yuan in their bodies had already run out. Under the protection of several hall masters and ghost kings, everyone took pills and rested for a while. They got up and continued on their way when they were almost recovered.

The group walked in the wind and dust for three consecutive days. During these three days, they rested twice. It was obvious that many people looked much more haggard. Even though they had been using the Nether Yuan shield for protection, their skin was still dry and their eyes were dull.

Seeing this, everyone knew it was time to rest again. The giant ghost king waved his hand and was about to ask everyone to stop and rest, but suddenly found something wrong and shouted: "No, there is something under this hill. Everyone, retreat quickly and don't get stuck."

At this time, the long-browed ghost king seemed to have noticed it and shouted: "It should be some kind of earth-attributed nether worm that came out from the ground. The situation is unclear now, so everyone must be careful."

As soon as the long-browed ghost king finished speaking, he heard a rustling sound under his feet, and then countless insects drilled out from the ground. These insects are about the size of a fist, with a bulging belly and eight long legs. They look somewhat similar to the common spiders in the secular world, but they are larger and more terrifying. All spiders are khaki, which is about the same color as the hills under their feet. If they were not still crawling, ordinary people would really have a hard time distinguishing them.

After these spiders emerged from the ground, they attacked the monks next to them with great momentum. From a single point of view, the strength of these spiders was not strong. Not to mention those Yuanying ghost kings, the Jindan monks present could easily deal with them. However, the spirit insects and the nether insects were afraid of large numbers. Once the number reached a certain level, the lowest-level spirit insects could also cause damage to high-level monks.

There were too many spiders in front of them, densely packed everywhere, making people's scalps numb. Although the giant ghost king and the long-browed ghost king reminded them early, the incident happened too suddenly, and a Jindan monk was still a little slow to hide and fell into the siege of spiders.

Seeing that he was about to be drowned by spiders, the Jindan monk jumped up to a height of more than ten feet. He was about to adjust the direction and fly away from the danger zone, but he didn't expect that dozens of spider silks suddenly appeared on the ground and rushed straight to the Jindan monk. These spider silks were naturally spit out by the spiders on the ground. The speed was amazing. The Jindan monk tried his best, but was still entangled by several of them on his ankles. The spider silk was extremely tough. The Jindan monk shook it a few times but failed to break free.

The Jindan monk was about to use other means to cut off the spider silk, but suddenly a huge force came from the spider silk, pulling his body down suddenly. Then, before the Jindan monk could react, more spider silks sprayed from the ground and entangled the other leg of the Jindan monk.

These spiders cooperated tacitly. Some were responsible for entanglement and delay, some were responsible for coordination and reinforcement, and some were only responsible for attacking the vital points. In a blink of an eye, the Jindan monk was entangled by the spider silk like a zongzi, and fell to the ground without much movement. Then countless spiders rushed up and submerged the Jindan monk.

These things are slow to say, but in fact they all happened in just a dozen breaths. During this period, no other monks came to rescue. It was not that others were cold-blooded, but that others were also busy at this time.

Although the Giant Ghost King and the Long Eyebrow Ghost King reminded them early, there were too many spiders, and their spiritual consciousness was greatly affected by the strong wind and dust. They found the underground spiders a little late, and only had time to gather together, but did not escape their encirclement.

Fortunately, the remaining 28 people gathered together, and no one was left alone. They could deal with the current difficulties together, and would not be isolated and helpless when problems occurred.

Everyone knew that the situation was critical, and they looked at each other. Without special discussion, the Big Belly Ghost King took the initiative to retreat into the crowd, and seemed to be preparing for the Ghost Flame Technique. The remaining eight hall master ghost kings and those Yuanying ghost cultivators also took a position, then closed their eyes, pinched their hands, and chanted in their mouths, and began to perform the Ten Kings Sealing Array.

As for Qingyang and other Jindan cultivators, they were not idle either. Because the Ten Kings Sealing Array was set up hastily, many spiders were surrounded in the formation. Although their number was small, if left alone, their strength was enough to poison the Yuanying cultivators who set up the formation. Once there was a flaw in the formation, they would be overwhelmed by the swarm of spiders outside, so they had to be cleared out as soon as possible.

Fortunately, there were not many spiders surrounded in the formation, only a few dozen in total, and the strength of a single spider was not very high, so the Jindan monks could easily deal with them. So while the ghost kings were setting up the formation, Qingyang and others quickly cleared out the spiders.

Among this group of Jindan monks, only one was unlucky. He was surrounded by more than a dozen spiders, and spider silk was spit all over his body, almost entangled him, and was bitten by one of the spiders, which happened to bite the leg joint. The bitten part quickly turned into a yellowish brown and was extremely stiff, just like a stone. It was unknown what kind of toxin it was.

Fortunately, this Jindan monk was in the formation, and the number of spiders besieging him was not too many. With the help of others, the remaining spiders were quickly eliminated. If he was outside, this Jindan monk was entangled by spider silk, and his legs and feet were inconvenient to move. It is estimated that he would soon be overwhelmed by the spider group.