When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 294: Encountering a Ferocious Beast on the Road, Fighting

The wind and snow were getting stronger. After more than a month of hard work, Laiqu Inn had accumulated about seven taels of silver. However, the bad news was that the firewood, vegetables and meat in the inn were used up again.

There were three radishes left, one for each of the three people. They sat at the door of the inn, chewing radishes and enjoying the snow.

It was about to be deep winter. At that time, with the climate here, there would probably be heavy snow for several consecutive days, making it difficult to travel. So the three decided to use all the silver to buy supplies before the deep winter.

The cook went to chop wood alone, and the two evil spirits in the vegetable market went out to buy vegetables again, but this time, with the experience of the last time, the two dared not to act separately.

They supervised each other to buy the vegetables, and then rented a carriage to send them back to the inn. Mei Sanniang moved the vegetables and meat into the cellar, while Li Changxiao continued to drive the carriage and returned it on the same day to avoid any changes.

On the way to return the carriage, Li Changxiao had walked this road countless times in such a long time.

Even in the wind and snow, pedestrians can be seen occasionally.

However, this time, it was surprisingly quiet. Li Changxiao frowned slightly and opened the sense of perception of dreams.

After Li Changxiao ascended to the state of transformation, he felt more sensitive to dreams, just like a third pair of eyes, but it was precisely because of this that he usually did not open the so-called "third pair of eyes".

Because those dreams appeared frequently in his mind, it was still a bit disturbing, and Li Changxiao did not have the habit of prying into other people's privacy, so he would only keep his own dreams until the necessary moment.

But even if it was closed.

You can still feel some, stronger dreams and obsessions.

It doesn't matter.

At this moment, Li Changxiao opened that sense, and then used the old method, blew a breath of fresh wind, picked two white clouds, pinched the sky seal with his hand, and blew hard.

The winter wind blew.

All the details along the way appeared in his mind.

Sure enough, there was a problem.

In the weeds on the road ahead, there was a body that was broken into two pieces.

Li Changxiao got off the carriage and went to check. The face of the body that was broken into two pieces was full of horror. Looking at its body again, in addition to being broken into two pieces, the abdomen and chest were empty.

All the internal organs were missing.

Li Changxiao also saw that the bloodstains extended to the deep forest. He touched the horse's head. The horse's eyelids gradually became heavy, and then fell asleep little by little.

Then, another breeze blew, and the breeze completely covered the horse and the carriage.

After all, if the carriage was lost again, Mei Sanniang would probably beat him to death.

He chased in the direction of the bloodstains.

Sure enough, in the deserted place in the forest, the culprit was found.

It turned out to be a human-faced tiger-skin spider.

This is a prehistoric beast.

It specializes in feeding on human internal organs, and the tiger skin patterns on this spider are dense. It is already quite old, so it may not be so easy to deal with.

Li Changxiao frowned and dodged sideways.

The next moment, the human-faced tiger-skin spider spit out a beam of light. The light was so powerful that it penetrated the ground directly and penetrated several meters deep into the ground. The snow on the ground was instantly sublimated, and then the ground around it began to collapse. Li Changxiao pulled himself away in advance to avoid it, and killed it in an instant. With a sword, he cut off one of the legs of the human-faced tiger-skin spider.

The human-faced tiger-skin spider frowned on its face and screamed in pain. Its extremely human expression added a bit of weirdness to it.

Its seven legs were like spears, stabbing at Li Changxiao in succession. Li Changxiao frowned. The demon spider was really strong, and the leg that had just been cut off was actually repairing bit by bit.

The orthodox prehistoric beast was too domineering.

In their blood, they are born with unparalleled power. Before the spiritual energy was exhausted, the prehistoric beasts had always been the enemy of the human race. The human race could only shake them with the advantage of numbers and magic weapons.

Moreover...

The blood of this human-faced tiger-skin spider is relatively noble. Even in the prehistoric world, it can be regarded as a leader. It can actually regenerate broken limbs, which is almost impossible for the human race today! Unless there are natural treasures to help.

It was during the battle that Li Changxiao resisted with his long sword, splashing sparks. The human-faced tiger-skin spider suddenly spit out several mouthfuls of venom, enough to corrode the earth.

After Li Changxiao dodged, it spread a mysterious pattern all over its body, and its physique grew several times larger, resembling a big monster. It can be seen that it is serious.

"Human, you are looking for death!"

The human face moved his lips.

The human-faced tiger-skin spider has a very high level of comprehension.

Since ancient times, the seven orifices of a person are essential for cultivation, and the "human face" of the human-faced tiger spider contains seven orifices. Therefore, although it is a prehistoric beast, it also has a good human cultivation.

At this moment, its spiritual energy surges, and it actually shows the power of the late stage of transformation. Combined with the power brought by the bloodline, atavism, eating essence, eating air, eating blood, etc. of the prehistoric beast.

At this moment, its terrifying power is amazing.

This is an extremely unfair point.

Spiritual energy is exhausted.

If human cultivators use spiritual energy.

Because the spiritual energy is reduced and the body is not warmed, the life span brought by the realm will gradually decrease.

But the prehistoric beasts will not.

After the spiritual energy is exhausted, their strength will also be reduced by half, and their strength will gradually decline, but when they go all out, they consume more physical strength, not life span. Because many prehistoric beasts do not use the human system at all.

As long as they can eat good food, their physical strength will be replenished little by little.

And their life span is much longer than that of humans.

At this moment, the battle has reached a fever pitch. A red flame is attached to the human-faced tiger-skin spider. If the battle continues, the nearby mountains will probably be affected and blown up. This is naturally what Li Changxiao does not want to happen. He must fight quickly and reduce the battlefield to a minimum.

In a flash of thought.

Li Changxiao exhaled a breath of fresh air, which turned into eight long swords, instantly nailing its eight legs, and then took out the "he Yinzhijing", and instantly put the human-faced tiger-skin spider into the self-created space inside it.

After the transformation of spirit, Li Changxiao's dream space has the power to repair and nourish magic tools. After such a long time, the cracks on his Yinzhi mirror have long been self-repaired, and he has gradually restored his previous magic.

I saw that in the space in the mirror.

Li Changxiao waved his hand, and countless causal lines were entangled on the body of the human-faced tiger spider. Li Changxiao blew a breath of Fuhua Wind and turned into a 100-meter giant. Then he pinched the golden seal, and the 100-meter giant was wrapped in a layer of golden light, and the whole body was golden, with a very huge momentum.

Finally, the 100-meter golden giant chopped the prehistoric beast in half with a sword.

Li Changxiao frowned, and actually felt that this prehistoric beast still had a trace of life.

He gently pulled with his little finger.

The light blue silk thread formed a strangling momentum. The thin and long silk thread condensed by the power of dreams strangled the prehistoric beast into powder in just an instant.

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