"What the hell! A spear? This is the so-called evil spirit clan?!"

Lu Qingchen moved his golden holy pupils and tried his best to look at the position covered by gray mist on the ground. A hint of horror flashed through his dark pupils.

Under his gaze, a pitch-black spear stretched out from the ground, and its surface was covered with black and golden scales flashing with cold light.

This black spear is very huge. Lu Qingchen probably thought it was almost as thick as a black water black snake, and it was about 500 meters long, but it looked completely as bloated as the black water black snake.

"Ka, kaka--"

The painted black spear came into contact with the hard ground, and a sharp friction sound suddenly made. Under Lu Qingchen's somewhat horrified gaze, the second same black spear... came out.

Next was the third, the fourth and even the fifth, and the pitch-black spears kept coming out from the depths of the ground.

Their surfaces are covered with a layer of black gold scales, and the sharp spear tip at the front can penetrate anything that exists.

Until the eighth black spear drilled out of the ground, an object as round as a ball appeared in Lu Qingchen's sight.

"What...the ghost thing?!"

Lu Qingchen looked at the black-gold ball hundreds of meters high, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Boy Lu, close your eyes!"

Old Huang's somewhat rapid voice sounded in Lu Qingchen's mind. Lu Qingchen was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then quickly closed his eyes.

The next moment, countless gloomy eyes opened on the black and golden ball, densely packed, and the initial estimate was no less than 100,000.

In an instant, gray waves of light shot out from those eyes, almost submerging Lu Qingchen.

At this critical moment, a golden barrier suddenly enveloped Lu Qingchen.

A small golden bell as big as a palm swirled over Lu Qingchen's head, and thousands of rays of black light fell, which completely protected Lu Qingchen like a rain curtain.

A moment later, under the reminder of Lao Huang, Lu Qingchen slowly opened his eyes. Not far from him, a huge terrifying creature was roaring to the sky.

It was an extremely huge spider with countless blood-red eyes on the body, and the rest were covered with black and golden scales.

In addition, it also has eight huge spider legs, like spears. At the front end of the spider legs, eight sharp claws like sharp knives emit a cold light.

"Old Huang, is this the so-called...evil spirit?"

Lu Qingchen stared at the blood-red eyes and asked with a trembling voice.

Of course, the sound was trembling not because Lu Qingchen was afraid, but because the evil creature was too powerful, and the pressure of the realm alone pushed him to breathe.

"Evil Spirit Royal Family, Eight-Armed Demon Eye Spider."

Old Huang's solemn voice appeared in Lu Qingchen's mind.

"This race is particularly powerful in both attack and defense. Judging from the number of pupils, the eight-armed demon-epiped spider in front of him is at least at the level of the ancestor."

"Ancestor level?"

Lu Qingchen was shocked when he heard this.

"What's the meaning?"

"The emperor level is the same as the powerful emperors of the Primitive Continent."

"I'm suing you, right?"

Lu Qingchen was shocked,

"Evil spirit of the Great Emperor level, Lao Huang, have you dealt with?"

"I don't know, but I can try it."

Old Huang said lightly, his tone extremely calm.

Lu Qingchen grabbed his hair. He really didn't understand why Lao Huang was so calm. You have to know that he was an evil spirit of the great emperor level and not a small character.

Although he knew that Lao Huang was an ancient artifact that had lived for countless years, Lu Qingchen knew very well that Lao Huang's injuries had not recovered much, and he could not exert one percent of his peak strength.

But he didn't ask anything anymore, because the emperor-level evil spirit in front of him had already fought with the Supreme Heavenly Thunder. The rumbling aura of the Great Dao made the qi and blood surging in Lu Qingchen's body, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"I understand. Although it is at the level of the emperor, its strength is not at its peak because it has just been broken!"

After retreating hundreds of feet, Lu Qingchen's condition improved a little.

At this moment, he stared at the Supreme Heavenly Thunder and the eight-armed Demon Eye Spider who were fighting wildly, and quickly analyzed it in his mind.

"Yes, don't panic when encountering things. This is the state of mind that strong people should have."

Lao Huang was obviously very satisfied with Lu Qingchen's reaction.

"But even if the strength of this eight-armed demon-epiped spider is no longer at its peak, a single spirit body in the immortal realm cannot be its opponent.

If I make a good judgment, the Supreme Heavenly Thunder will soon be defeated."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening roar suddenly came from the distance.

"Boom--"

Countless large lightnings fell, and the sound of thunder could be heard even thousands of miles away. As those lightning fell, the endless sea of ​​thunder poured out like a waterfall.

Under Lu Qingchen's gaze, blazing lightning and endless sea of ​​thunder all fell on the huge eight-armed demon-eyed spider, stirring up a large area of ​​dust.

"This... should be dead."

Looking at the ocean-like thunder sea pouring on the eight-armed demon-eyed spider, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but say.

Of course, he did not doubt what Lao Huang said, but because the attack of the Supreme Heavenly Thunder was too terrifying.

Whether it is the stout lightning at the beginning or the infinite sea of ​​thunder later, its power is extremely terrifying, just like the end of the world.

In addition, the Thunder Law has absolute restraint against the evil spirit clan, and Lu Qingchen has absolute certainty that even if the eight-armed demon-epiped spider does not die, it will definitely shed a layer of skin.

"Don't just look at the surface, I've told you many times."

Old Huang's calm voice came again,

"Even if the evil spirit is not at its peak, the level of the emperor has never been harmed by the immortal realm. It is the sublimation of the life level and the ultimate embodiment of the Taoist Dharma."

It seemed to be to verify what Lao Huang said, a black light as a sharp blade passed by Lu Qingchen's eyes and finally fell heavily on the Supreme Heavenly Thunder.

In an instant, the purple robe on the body of Supreme Heavenly Thunder emitted a dazzling light. Lu Qingchen understood that it was the Immortal Holy Artifact-level battle suit activated.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Before the light of the immortal battle suit dissipated, several dark lights passed through the void and slashed hard on the Supreme Heavenly Thunder.

But this is not over. Under Lu Qingchen's horrified gaze, the huge demon spider hundreds of meters slowly crawled out of the dust, and eight spider legs, as sharp as spider legs as spears, were waving at an astonishing speed.

"ah--"

The Supreme Heavenly Thunder floating in the sky could no longer help it. He roared angrily, activate the immortal battle suit on his body, and rushed towards the eight-armed demon-eyed spider on the ground desperately.
Chapter completed!