Light.

glare.

It exuded a bright light that was like extreme heat, instantly illuminating the entire underground lair as if it were daytime.

Immediately afterwards, there was the roaring wind and roaring explosions.

as well as.

Countless shrill screams.

Those small spiders like jumping thunder, some slightly larger spiders, etc., and even the food reserves of the fourth generation were all reduced to ashes in this burst of shrill screams, not to mention leaving any residue.

The limbs were in ruins, not even the powdery flesh and blood was left.

Everything returns to nothingness.

The bright light goes away just as quickly as it comes.

It seems like a moment, but it also seems like years.

Everything between heaven and earth is silent.

"Cough——" A miserable cough sounded in the silence, breaking the silence.

The time that seemed to be still and stagnant seemed to be awakened by this cough, and then began to pass quietly again.

Then, the wind came.

There is airflow again.

The airflow turned into small cyclones, one after another, gently rolling up dust, just like a lover's fingers.

Then, the light came.

There is brightness again.

The brightness disperses all the shadows, one after another, filling the space, just like a lover's desire.

The dust has dispersed.

The light is everywhere.

The huge mountain spider had fallen to the side, and its eight legs were still twitching slightly. The peripheral nerves were obviously not completely dead, but there was only a little bit of skin and flesh remaining from its cephalothorax and abdomen, and there were also broken bones.

From the dark green blood flowing out everywhere and converging almost like a small lake, it can be seen that this mountain spider is obviously dead.

The first-generation parasite was kneeling on the ground, his left hand covering his mouth that kept coughing.

A large amount of blood flowed from between his fingers.

Obviously, its injury was not that minor.

Nine is the ultimate number.

The nine-layer void spider silk barrier is not as simple as nine layers of superposition, but is arranged and distributed according to some magical power and secret method. The power of each layer is geometrically multiplied, just like a huge magic circle. What's more,

There is also Mountain Spider who has devoted all its strength to reinforce it. Its defensive ability is so powerful that it is unique. Even a full blow from someone as powerful as Song Nana or Shangguan Xin is enough to weaken it by more than 99%.

With only the last trace of strength left, there is nothing to worry about.

This is also the strongest and final trump card of this first-generation parasite.

At least, that's how it should be.

But it's a pity that he met Su Anran.

Su Anran walked slowly, holding a long sword in his right hand.

The hilt and sword grid are dark red, and the sword body is a silvery white like a galaxy, but there are a few wisps of scarlet inside.

An unparalleled aura of loneliness, desolation, and destruction emanated from the long sword—not from Su Anran's body, but from this long sword. The aura on the sword had even overshadowed the aura on Su Anran's body.

A kind of overpowering flavor.

But I don't know why.

When this first-generation parasite looked at the man in front of it, it felt that the fusion of auras was quite tacit and appropriate, and even had an indescribable sense of sanctity, as if it didn't care about this long sword.

How powerful, how terrifying, how... But when these two people appear in front of anyone, no one will think that the sword is the master, but they will all think that Su Anran is the real master of everything.

existence.

A sword is, after all, just a sword, just a tool, just a weapon, just...

"This is my daughter." When Su Anran saw the eyes of this first-generation parasite, she naturally understood the other person's eyes.

The first-generation parasite suddenly became a little confused.

It turns out that Su Anran's shout of "Sword is coming" before was not a joke, but was really calling for his flying sword to come. Even the sword fog that spread later was just delaying time.

It's ridiculous that I didn't think of this, and spent too much time thinking about how to eat the other party, so that I missed the opportunity.

Su Anran's voice sounded again, breaking the first-generation parasite's thoughts: "You should feel lucky, because you are the first opponent in this world that I need to borrow the power of my daughter to kill. But you will not be lonely,

Because of your other brothers and sisters, I will also send them all to you one by one to keep you company, even..."

"Including my ancestors." The first-generation parasite said the unfinished second half of Su Anran's sentence.

But soon, it showed a disdainful laugh: "Ha... just you?"

Su Anran just looked at the kid in front of her, her expression still indifferent.

But there was a bit of pity in his eyes.

This kid looks like he is about ten years old. Although we don’t know how he was kidnapped in the first place or how he was sent to the Soul-Splitting Mountain Spider, judging from the fact that it can become a second-generation parasite,

Just by looking at it, you can tell that its talent must have been extraordinary during its lifetime.

Because the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider does not cultivate just anyone into its own heirs, most of the people sent to it will only be treated as food.

The Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider's thinking is very simple. Powerful servants must be able to provide better and higher-quality food, so it will transform those monks who are strong or talented enough into its own children, allowing them to find better food for themselves.

More and better quality food.

For example, the little devil in front of me.

Because of his extraordinary talent, he was transformed into a descendant of the Soul-Splitting Mountain Spider. But the problem is that such a kid will not have the mind of an adult, and because of his young age, even if he survives long enough, he will learn how to

More experience in how to survive in this world, but due to mental defects, the mentality is finally distorted, and it is impossible to control the huge power that one possesses.

Perhaps, its talent during its lifetime may have been stronger than Simon Desheng's.

But in Su Anran's eyes, it is not as scary as Ximen Desheng, nor is it as threatening as the other party.

Because, among the second-generation descendants it controls, there are no people from other sects or aristocratic families - even though it is cautious and careful enough, and knows how to let those tool-man descendants commit suicide on the spot as soon as possible when it sees that something must be done.

After all, it is still slightly inferior to Ximen Desheng.

At the very least, when Simon Desheng was transformed into the first-generation parasite of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider, his targets were the other favored ones in the mysterious world.

"It's up to me." Su Anran exhaled lightly, and then said in a deep voice, "Then are you willing to tell me where your ancestors are?"

"Ha." The kid wiped away the blood on his lips, but the madness on his face remained, "Do you think it's possible?"

"Yes." Su Anran nodded.

The next moment, the sword flashed.

The pupils of this first-generation parasite, whose name was not even mentioned, immediately collapsed, and his figure instantly fell over.

Su Anran didn't give the opponent any chance at all and killed him with one sword.

He knows very well how troublesome these first-generation parasites are. Even if they know that you will die, they will try their best to bite you. So when this kid showed such a sarcastic look, Su Anran no longer hesitated. Anyway,

He also has Song Baiye's trump card at his disposal.

After pausing for a moment, and seeing that there was no change in the other party's body, Su Anran picked the body with his sword and turned it over.

Immediately, two pure white spider eggs rolled out of its sleeves.

Su Anran had an expression of "Sure enough".

This time, Su Anran did not use the little butcher to pierce the two spider eggs, but directly blasted the two spider eggs with two sword energy.

In an instant, a strong fishy smell suddenly filled the air.

Su Anran's spirit was in a trance for a moment.

But soon, he recovered again.

But at the same time, two black shadows suddenly rushed toward Su Anran's face, creating a terrifying atmosphere like a facehugger.

"call out--"

There was a sudden sound of breaking through the air.

Su Anran took a few steps back at the same time, and the two shadows suddenly exploded into a bloody mist.

After a while, when the smell gradually faded, Su Anran stepped forward again and inspected the kid's body again.

This time, I never saw anything strange on the corpse.

The hilt of the long sword in Su Anran's hand shook slightly. Su Anran immediately let go, and the sword suddenly turned into a little butcher.
To be continued...