Chapter 240, The Devouring Ability of the Eight Spider Lance

Zhao Wuji and Flanders looked at the rope in their hands, their eyes full of confusion!

If Qi Ling stretched out his hand and used a rope to trap the crypt spider, this could be explained by his skillful technique, then what was the operation of blowing a whistle to make the rope return to his hand?

However, for Qi Ling, everyone was already used to it. Not to mention a rope flying back by itself, even if it was a crypt spider flying back by itself, everyone would not be surprised.

After handing over the hard work to the two, Qi Ling sat down helplessly, then moved his left shoulder slightly, and said helplessly: "Xiao San, come and give me an injection!"

As Qi Ling himself said, the anti-drug field can only play a suppressive role, and there is no way to completely purify the toxins in the human body. And it is precisely because of the role of the anti-drug field that Qi Ling can hold on until now. After all, it is the toxins of the human-faced spider.

Tang San's Eight Spider Lance was taken from the Man-Faced Demon Spider, so this toxin can be said to be of the same origin as him. Tang San can remove the poison released by him, and naturally he can also help himself detoxify.

After Tang San used the Eight Spider Lance to wash out the toxins in Qi Ling's body, Qi Ling said: "Xiao San, your Eight Spider Lance should also have an absorbing effect, right? In this case, you might as well absorb this Man-Faced Demon Spider as well."

"Although we can't absorb its spirit ring, it won't survive anyway, so we shouldn't waste it! It should have a considerable strengthening effect on your toxins and Eight Spider Lance."

Tang San hesitated and said: "But I haven't tried it yet. I don't know if it will work if I absorb the spirit beast directly to strengthen myself."

"There's no harm in trying it. You have such a magical Eight Spider Lance, don't waste it." Qi Ling smiled.

So Tang San, under Qi Ling's command, stabbed the Man-Faced Demon Spider's body with his Eight Spider Lance, and then instantly turned pale white, and seemed to have a halo, which was absorbed into Tang San's body through the Eight Spider Lance.

As the manic energy of the human-faced demon spider was absorbed by Tang San, his body also underwent some changes. His eyes turned red, and the Eight Spider Lance began to grow thicker and longer, with red and white patterns.

After Tang San completely absorbed the energy of the human-faced demon spider, a purple soul ring emerged from the corpse of the human-faced demon spider, but unfortunately, this top-grade poisonous soul ring could only be wasted.

Under the joint suppression of Zhao Wuji and Flanders, the underground demon spider had been beaten to death, waiting to be absorbed by Tang San. After imprisoning it and handing it over to Tang San, Qi Ling also took back his immortal rope, put on his clothes, and stood up.

"Brother Qi, you are so seriously injured, you should rest for a while." Xiao Wu said with great distress. After all, with such an injury, no one can continue to fight. Only Qi Ling was full of energy again after detoxification.

Qi Ling smiled indifferently and said, "It's not a big deal, it's okay! Xiao Ao, give me a recovery sausage, I have to help Zhu Qing get a spirit ring next."

"Okay, Boss Qi, don't worry, I have enough sausages, eat as many as you want!"

"Uh... Thank you for your kindness, you said that, I'm full."

Then Tang San came to the side of the crypt spider in a few ups and downs, and the blue silver grass swept out and rolled it up from the ground, and then the eight spider spears behind him were released, carrying his body towards the ice and fire Yin and Yang Eye at an astonishing speed.

Tang San's purpose is to use the energy of the ice and fire Yin and Yang Eye to protect himself, so that he can smoothly absorb the ten thousand year spirit ring.

Because of the absorption of the two immortal grasses, the ice and fire Yin and Yang Eye, which is fatal to others, has become the most suitable place for Tang San to practice.

After Tang San left, Qi Ling said to Flanders: "Dean, let's start as soon as possible without delay, otherwise it will be more difficult to deal with this ghost tiger if it is delayed until night."

The visibility in the forest is already poor. If it is late at night, Qi Ling may be the only one who can determine its location with his Fiery Eyes and Golden Eyes, which will undoubtedly greatly increase the difficulty of capturing it.

Flanders nodded and said: "Okay, in this case, let's do it."

Then Qi Ling swung out the Immortal Binding Rope again, intending to repeat the old trick and tie up the ghost tiger first.

But this time, the Immortal Binding Rope, which has always worked, actually failed. The moment the rope wrapped around the ghost tiger, it seemed to sense the danger, and its entire body suddenly turned into a shadow and merged into the ground.

"Huh? Didn't catch it?" Qi Ling was surprised. This ghost tiger was not only more vigilant than he thought, but also had abilities beyond everyone's expectations.

"Hey, kid, you have to look at me here, otherwise we old guys will have too little presence!" Flanders said.

Then Flanders leaped up, and a loud eagle cry resounded through the sky. Then he curled up into a ball and landed on Zhao Wuji's arms. Then Zhao Wuji threw him out with all his strength and shot him at the ghost tiger like a cannonball.

It must be said that Flanders and Ma Hongjun are worthy of being master and apprentice. Even the way they launch attacks is so similar. They are also launched into the sky and launch their attacks from the air.

However, unlike Ma Hongjun, Flanders is a soul saint after all. His methods are not comparable to Ma Hongjun, a soul master. More importantly, he has one of the most important tricks of a soul master - the martial soul true body!

Flender was seen in the air with seven rings shining around him, and his body had turned into a giant owl, and he had already used his seventh soul skill: the true form of an owl.

Owls have the sharpest vision. Even in such a dim environment, Flender locked onto the figure of the ghost tiger at a glance, and then fell from the sky like a giant eagle, with two claws under his belly, and rushed straight to the ghost tiger to grab it.

Before contact, Flender's powerful pressure from the soul saint had already caused the surrounding soul beasts to flee. They keenly realized that Flender's target was only the ghost tiger, so they naturally refused to help.

But the ghost tiger was worthy of being the best among the ten thousand year soul beasts. Facing Flender's pressure, it did not give in at all. Instead of choosing to dodge, it jumped up, let out a tiger roar, and pounced on Flender in the air.

"Hmph, a mere 10,000-year-old soul beast wants to compete with me? You overestimate your own abilities!" Flanders sneered, and suddenly a golden light shone around him. The strong soul power fluctuations instantly knocked the ghost tiger down from the air and fell back to the ground.

Flanders, who successfully repelled the ghost tiger, continued to move forward, and his sharp claws grabbed the ghost tiger on the ground, determined to succeed in one go.

But just as his claws were about to catch the ghost tiger, its huge body once again turned into a shadow and merged into the ground.