Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Chapter 132 Tushan Susu

Zhang Song's expression did not change. The light from his internal energy faded away, and within a few breaths, everything was back to normal.

"cut!"

Zhang Song's shadow was everywhere, and each of them swung their sticks and shouted, hitting the big bird hard on the head.

Zhang Mo woke up, opened his mouth with a hideous grin, and shot out with one hand, piercing the spear into the chest of the big bird.

"The thing I hate most is chicken."

"I'm making an exception for you today."

With both hands inserted into the other's body, the big bird was shaking desperately, and its big mouth with fangs bared had already bitten hard. A hint of satisfaction instantly appeared on the gray face.

"It's still a little weak!"

Zhang Song had just finished speaking when Zhang Mo's body fell to pieces with a bang. A huge hole was torn by the bird's claws and a bone was pulled out.

One of the two feathers shot into his forehead, and the other shot into his neck.

It was as if it had simply appeared there, with unrivaled power.

Zhang Song even suddenly became unable to move his body. The bird head he saw in front of him actually gave him a feeling of solemnity.

The condescending look made him feel insignificant and he couldn't help but want to worship.

The people watching from a distance couldn't help but exclaim.

Victory was clearly within our grasp, so how come the situation suddenly reversed and became like this?

"Help!" Wen Wan'er exclaimed, and Third Uncle rushed over there instantly.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Zhou Sheng's throat seemed to be pinched by someone, and he kept muttering for a long time without getting any words out.

"Hide, hide quickly." Chu Mu jumped on his feet, very anxious.

Tushan Susu sighed and said, "I have already reminded you that the strange bird has the aura of the Nascent Soul Realm, why don't you believe it? I have to go and save it."

"Nascent Soul Realm?" An old Jindan man whispered with suspicion in his eyes.

puff!

Blood spots appeared on Zhang Song's neck, and dots flashed out. There, a centipede with a solemn appearance was sitting there, waving a small flag in its claws, blocking the doomed feather.

puff!

A black and white pupil appeared between his eyebrows, emitting light and releasing an illusion towards the chicken beast.

At the same time, a golden feather appeared between his eyebrows, floating gently and blocking the attack from the opposite side.

I don’t know if it was a last burst of energy or the spiritual consciousness attached to the body of this big chicken monster, but it could no longer bear it and exploded completely.

Her body turned into a bloated monster, and her remaining single eye emitted a black light that shot in all directions.

A mass of flesh and blood broke out from the body, resembling a human figure, with boiling blood and energy, holding a large flesh and blood knife, which was black in color, with a strong smell of decay, and an astonishing breath.

The strange bird was getting weaker and weaker, looking somewhat miserable, but the human figure was getting stronger and stronger, with his facial features gradually becoming clearer.

The rightful owner is here!

Zhang Song also felt concerned. As long as the other party's body was not yet a Nascent Soul, he was not afraid at all.

I also want to see how powerful the human body controlled by the Nascent Soul can be.

The two men fought each other in an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The timid ones didn't even have the courage to watch.

The two palaces around were instantly destroyed in one corner by the aura of the battle, and the dead trees were shaking.

"Mortal, die!" This flesh and blood man spoke in a strange way and was still talking nonsense at this time.

With a clang, pieces of flesh and blood turned into heavenly swords. It was very strange, and the speed varied. After hitting the body, they immediately drilled into the body.

"That's it……"

Zhang Song shouted, his eyes emitting pure black light, freezing the strange man for a moment.

In an instant, lightning and thunder appeared around him, and strong winds blew, and a space vortex appeared at the top of the tree just now.

Bolts of lightning struck the monster one after another, causing his crown to crack continuously, black blood to drip, and his body to lose its shape.

"Come on, don't leave, fight again." Zhang Song put away the bone pestle, sacrificed the prayer flag, and instantly grabbed the monster's shoulders and threw him to the ground.

This is the wrestling style that the village warriors like to use the most. As long as they catch the opponent, they can almost hit the beast twice their size with a grand slam.

Bang bang bang!

He fell to the ground three times in succession, blood splattered more than a meter high, and the body was completely shattered into a pile of flesh in his hands, black in color, as if it had been rotten for a long time, without any spiritual energy at all.

Zhang Song stood there, like a demon god, the most powerful being in the world, accepting everyone's worship.

"It's still too weak." Zhang Song felt a little regretful. The most of the items he was concerned about had only been reduced by more than 30 years, and the least, the Four Seasons Sutra, was still at the entry level, and there was no end in sight before he could master it.

Zhang Mo kicked the rotten meat away and laughed: "Brother Zhang Song, you are really tough. I am Zhang Mo from Luozhou. We must get closer if we have a chance."

Tushan Susu's face was still filled with shock. The strength of that monster was definitely beyond the late Jindan stage. She didn't know how she could resist that strange attack method.

Although they could only survive for a dozen minutes, it was enough to kill them three times.

Is Zhang Jindan's talent thunder and lightning? Pieces of information about him instantly emerged in her mind. She had not paid attention to it at first. Only by experiencing it and seeing it personally would she know that the information on paper could not be transformed into the current situation.

Her smile became extremely sincere, and she was ready to have a good communication with Zhang Song.

Zhou Wan'er was the most surprised. Could the Jindan realm be so powerful? He had seen his third uncle using all his strength, but he vaguely felt that the two of them were fighting at the Yuanying level.

Uncle San said at this time: "Everyone's understanding of the skills is divided into ordinary, extraordinary, flying and saintly."

“When the skills cannot be improved any further and reach perfection, one can fly into the sky. When the barriers are broken, one can become a saint.”

Zhou Wan'er thought about it, the skills have been perfected, how can they be broken? Could it be as her father said, that one must break before one can build, and one cannot build without breaking.

E Xifeng suddenly smiled at the people around him and said, "Teacher is mighty, and I, Dali, am mighty."

Zhang Song was also in a good mood. Although this strange bird exploded, it was still full of treasures.

He found one life feather and thirty-six essence feathers.

There was no golden elixir in the big chicken's body, but its pair of claws were definitely high-level treasures, so Zhang Song generously gave them to Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo felt very embarrassed.

"How about you give me a piece of Xuanyin grass?" Zhang Song felt that he was also a down-to-earth person.

"it is good!"

Xuanyin grass is very precious, but Zhang Mo holds a deadly weapon in his hand, so he takes out a fourth-level Xuanyin grass and gives it to Zhang Song.

This time he harvested a large amount of level three flesh and blood, and he planned to further refine and improve the quality of the five insects.

Now looking at the performance of the White Jade Centipede, you can know that in the same realm, it is equivalent to five against one.

A few people stayed for a while and then came to the place where the big chicken first exploded.

This is a canyon. The dead trees stop spreading here, and it is also the edge of the small world.

It looks like this is a cemetery. The formation has been destroyed and occupied by strange birds.

"There's nothing left." Ding Sanshisan was very confident. Although he was the president of Siling Pavilion and not the shopkeeper, he still had a pair of eyesight.

"Then these coffins belong to me." Zhang Mo said that some of the coffins were top-notch treasures.

Ding Sanshisan sighed and said, "Haven't you noticed that the spiritual veins are gone? These coffins won't last long. The array patterns on them have long been blurred."

"Where is the body?" Zhang Mo refused to give up.

Tushan Susu reminded in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that Hengshan Sect still has some scattered branches? Believe it or not, if you take it away today, tomorrow, your Immortal Sect will not be able to survive."