After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 393 It likes it the most!
In fact, even if Yan Wenshu didn't say so, Xiao Zhihan was already fully prepared.

Taking advantage of Yan Wenshu's strong sword aura, and Tan Jue and others attacking at the right time, suppressing the ghost spider with a human face, he revealed his figure at the right time.

If Wang Zhifan and Meng Yutong could still see it, they would be shocked.

It was because Xiao Zhihan, who hadn't seen anyone just now, was actually standing alone at the bottom of the pit, where the ghost spider with a human face had been lying on its stomach.

As soon as he appeared, he let out his aura generously, which immediately attracted the attention of the ghost spider with a human face.

It has been in a state of madness, and without even thinking about it, it gave up the counterattack against Yan Wenshu and the others at the top, and turned around to find Xiao Zhihan. The idea was very simple - eat as many as you can, anyway It can't get out either.

Like this kind of single, it likes it the most!
The man-faced ghost spider was very fast, and rushed to Xiao Zhihan's position in an instant. Seeing that he was not panicked at all, and still holding the pen very leisurely, as if waiting for it to come, he became alert.

Then almost at the same time, it flashed its figure, moved away for a moment, and turned to attack with other moves.

In the distance, Xiao Zhihan could still see a trace of regret, as if he was very disappointed that he didn't eat it.

And because of Xiao Zhihan's magic weapon, no matter whether it was the spider silk spit out from various places by the Man-faced Ghost Spider, or the little spiders it released, they couldn't get close to him.

Under its glaring glaring, he flew straight up and threw a few talismans at it.

The man-faced ghost spider immediately sprayed out venom to stop it, but it didn't want the talisman to explode halfway through the flight, which seemed to be mixed with other noises, so it subconsciously enlarged its body to block the real monster that might be hidden behind the explosion. Move attack.

And as it got bigger, it inevitably fell back into the pothole.

Just listening to the sound of "boom", for a while, suddenly there was a scene of mountains shaking, earth shaking, flying sand and rocks in the pothole.

When it realized that its body and eight legs seemed to be stuck by something, the ghost spider was about to shrink again, but found that its body suddenly became very heavy, and it fell directly into the ground.

When I looked up again, I saw a group of people gathered in mid-air not far from it.

"Fourth Junior Brother."

When Xiao Zhihan completely attracted the human-faced ghost spider, Yan Wenshu took the opportunity to hand Wang Zhifan, who was wrapped into a cocoon, to a disciple of the inner sect, and let them leave the pit first.

It will be a little late, and I met the eyes of Xiao Zhihan who had successfully activated the talisman array.

Xiao Zhihan nodded to him: "Go ahead."

Yan Wenshu nodded, then turned to look at the others: "Everyone, be careful with your actions, that junior sister may still be alive."

Unexpectedly, it was him who said these words, Tan Jue and the others were slightly taken aback, and then responded in unison.

And time is precious, so there is no need to talk nonsense anymore, everyone just fought together for a while, and this meeting can be regarded as cultivating a little tacit understanding, knowing where each should go, and how to cooperate with each other.

Watching a group of people start to find the cracks on the back of the Man-faced Ghost Spider and start attacking, Xiao Zhihan also summoned a few pieces of talisman paper, and punched a few talismans into Yan Wenshu, Tan Jue, and several others who looked pleasing to the eye. In the human body, a simple concentric array was made.

Seeing that the cracks were getting bigger and bigger, I suddenly felt something in my heart. After looking at the pen in my hand that seemed to have a faint light flowing, I raised my hand as if trying to draw a stroke in the air.

Just when he successfully used his spiritual power and poured it into the stroke with the tip of the pen, Yun Weixian, who was sitting on the sidelines and had been concentrating on the mechanism in his hand, raised his head and looked at him as if he had sensed something.

(End of this chapter)