Chapter 1498： Battle of Insects (1)

Early the next morning, it was just dawn.

The morning sun was beginning to rise, and the sun was pouring on the Wanpup Mountains, bringing a touch of coolness to the cold Wanpup Mountains, and you could clearly see the blood on the ground that had not dried out.

Standing on the city wall, Liu Ye looked into the depths of the Wanpup Mountains, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wang Qingshan stood aside with a respectful expression, while Wang Yingjie and others stood in the distance.

Wang Yingjie's eyes were firm, Wang Qingshan had already told him the truth, and the two cultivators took the lead, trying to solve these ghost spiders in one fell swoop.

Once the final word is settled, these Nether Spiders will be resolved, and they will be able to return to the South China Sea, but today's battle is very dangerous, and many monks will die.

Liu Ye retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at Wang Qingshan, and instructed: "Junior nephew Wang, instructed to go down, immediately attack the Wanpup Mountain Range, be careful, kill as many ghost spiders as possible, and attract the attention of the ghost spiders, the more you fight. Fierce, the more convenient it is for this old man to do things."

"Yes, Master Liu."

Wang Qingshan agreed repeatedly, looked at Song Xiruo, and said politely: "Fairy Song, on the order of Master Liu, send someone to attack the Wanpup Mountains! Kill all the ghost spiders in one fell swoop."

Song Xiruo nodded, turned his hand and took out a red horn that was about two feet long. The horn was engraved with a lot of mysterious spiritual patterns, exuding an amazing wave of spiritual energy.

She put the red horn to her mouth, blew it gently, a low horn sounded, and a red light flew out and went straight to the sky.

Boom!

A deafening roar sounded, and a huge red fireball exploded high in the sky, which could be seen for hundreds of miles.

"Everyone obeys the order, acts according to the plan, attacks, destroys all the ghost spiders, and those who make great achievements will be rewarded heavily, and those who shrink back in battle will be severely punished."

Song Xiruo's voice was not loud, and it spread throughout the giant city.

"Yes, Senior Song."

The monks said in unison, and the voice spread throughout the world.

Ten golden giant apes with a height of ten feet walked in front, their whole bodies shone with golden light, and a large number of mysterious spiritual patterns were engraved on their bodies. Under the sunlight, they reflected a metallic luster, and they were third-order puppet beasts.

Ten third-order puppet beasts opened the way, thousands of low-level monks followed, Wang Qingshan and other Nascent Soul monks followed, and everyone's expressions were extremely solemn.

After a cup of tea, they came to the entrance of the Wanpup Mountain Range. The dense black spider silk sealed the entrance, and the mountains and plains were covered with black spider silk.

Wang Yingjie and other high-level monks were suspended in the sky out of thin air, and their eyes looked towards the Wanpup Mountains.

There is no grass in the Wanpup Mountains, there is no green, and everything with a little spiritual energy has been eaten up by the ghost spiders, and it looks extremely desolate.

A red-robed Taoist turned his hand and took out a red-lighted feather fan, and moved it towards the void. The red light flashed, and the billowing flames swept out, hitting the black spider silk.

With a sound of "thorn", the black spider silk suddenly burned, and a raging fire was ignited.

The fire quickly spread to the depths of the Wanpup Mountains. After spreading to the depths of the Wanpup Mountains, a sharp and harsh hissing sound sounded, and a large black miasma gushed out of the valley. The fire quickly shrank and extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye. Tens of thousands of ghost spiders rushed out of the crypts, caves, and valleys, and gathered together so densely that people felt their scalp tingling.

After they made a piercing hissing sound, they rushed out and went straight to the monks.

A group of cultivators from the Three Flame Palace clapped their hands one after another, their hands lit up with bursts of red light, a deafening thunder sounded from the sky, and a huge cloud of fire appeared in the sky without warning.

The fire cloud is more than ten miles long, covering the sky and the sun. From a distance, it is like a huge red sun, hanging high in the sky, emitting an amazing high temperature, and you can vaguely see red fire snakes in the fire cloud. Walk around non-stop.

After the roar of the rumbling sound, the red fire clouds rolled violently, like boiling water, huge fireballs the size of houses flew out and smashed into the nether spiders below.

Huge fireballs smashed on the Nether Spider, and they burst open. The roar continued, and the fire was soaring into the sky. The Nether Spider was drowned by the billowing flames, making a miserable hissing sound.

A large number of black nether spiders on fire rushed out of the sea of ​​​​fire, and their vitality was extremely tenacious, and ordinary fire spells could not hurt them at all.

Wuchang snorted coldly, took out a small red hammer, and after injecting mana, the size of the red hammer soared, becoming the size of a house, and smashed towards a peak more than a thousand feet high.

Boom!

After a deafening loud noise, the ground shook violently, the peak exploded, turned into countless rubble, and smashed into the Nether Spider. The liquid flowed all over the place.

Wuchang is like a giant human-shaped beast, waving a red giant hammer, smashing dozens of surrounding peaks into pieces, turning them into rubble, hitting the Nether Spider. The number is too many, one batch died, and the second batch was quickly rushed out.

Wang Qingshan and others took action one after another to kill the low-level ghost spiders. The number of immortal cultivators was too small. If they were all killed by low-level monks, they would not be able to kill them all.

Wang Qingshan flicked his sleeves, and the nine azure glass swords flew out. The sword technique changed, and the nine azure glass swords burst into dazzling azure light, turning into nine huge azure lotus flowers. The group flew away.

After reaching the sky above the Nether Spider Group, the nine cyan lotus flowers uttered a loud sword chant, they spun rapidly, and countless cyan sword qi flew out, towards the Nether Spider below.

Boom!

A deafening roar sounded Nether spiders were pierced by dense blue flying swords.

Wuchang waved the red giant hammer, and every time it fell, a large group of ghost spiders would be smashed to pieces. Li Linger pinched the sword, and a blue sword rain suddenly fell from the sky, and the bean-sized raindrops turned into sharp blue streaks. The sword energy hit the Nether Spider, and the Nether Spider died, and the corpses could not be kept intact.

Song Xiruo sacrificed a small and exquisite red cauldron and entered a magic formula. The cauldron suddenly appeared numerous red runes, and its body increased sharply. The ghost spiders were submerged by the billowing flames, they struggled violently, and could no longer rush out of the sea of ​​flames.

The monk Qingkong held a golden wooden fish the size of his fist, tapped the golden wooden fish lightly, and recited the scriptures. The loud Sanskrit sound rang out, and the golden sound waves swept out. The ghost spiders touched the golden sound waves and stopped moving. All the internal organs were shattered.

He does not kill, but slays demons.

Fan Ruoruo held a golden jade ruler and shook it gently. Countless golden lights emerged and turned into countless slender golden lights, hitting the nether spider below, and the dense golden light tied the nether spider into a sieve.