The battle begins to enter a one-sided massacre.

But since the demon spider is not on guard, the accomplices can cause certain damage to it.

Plus the shocking wound behind it-

The whole body of the soul prayer begins to turn gray and white.

"It's going to die." Wu Xiaodedao.

"But it doesn't care about it at all," Baihu pondered: "It's not afraid of death at all. After death, it should still be able to use all the power of the demon spider, and even add its power as the 'God of Death'."

"Don't think so much, it doesn't know your existence, it's ready-"

Wu Xiaode reminded: "When it dies, we can see if it can turn the demon spider into a ghost."

"Yeah." The white tiger stared at the demon spider and said.

At some point.

The huge demon spider turned completely gray.

It entered its dying moment!

The white tiger jumped off the tree and ran quickly towards the demon spider.

——I must grab that last moment!

The voice of the god of death was like a whistling wind, spreading from afar:

"I said that death has no meaning to me. I can increase all the combat power in this body several times."

"Get out and die!"

The words fell.

The demon spider scattered a series of green silk threads, sweeping and spreading in all directions.

A huge funnel-shaped spider web array was formed.

All the antagonists around were stuck by the spider web and could no longer attack.

Seeing this, the White Tiger immediately retreated dozens of meters.

"Damn it, its vitality is about to be completely cut off, but the power of death is on that spider web, I dare not go up!"

It sent a voice anxiously.

Wu Xiaode looked at the soul prayer, and saw that it was covered in dead gray, and its limbs were curled up in a ball and almost stopped moving.

——Isn’t this about to die?

But the skills it releases are even more powerful.

Perhaps the God of Death himself did not realize that this move successfully prevented the White Tiger from competing for control of its body.

No, I have to find a way to get the White Tiger closer.

It's all about it!

way--

Is there any way?

There is only one!

Wu Xiaode's expression became solemn, and his heart exuded a murderous intent.

When he made up his mind—

Bronze arms began to appear in the void.

They arranged in clusters and flew towards the direction of the giant demon spider.

"Bai, as soon as I take action, you will immediately control the body of the demon spider."

Wu Xiaode sent a voice transmission.

Baihu shook his head and sighed: "What attack do you want to use? It's useless. It's really powerful and has no-"

It didn't say anything.

Because a strange wave began to emerge in the void.

The power driven by this fluctuation made Bai Hu stunned and confused.

The god of death also noticed it and said disdainfully:

"Is it the sword technique just now? It's just an extra wound, it's useless to me!"

Wu Xiaode pursed his lips and said nothing.

——It was indeed the sword technique just now.

But it is not one hand, but a thousand hands!

It's like a lot of things.

for example--

An ant, no one cares.

What about a group of man-eating ants?

Quantitative change will turn into qualitative change quietly.

Just like this sword style!

Although this move will consume all soul power, it has an unimaginable power.

Wu Xiaode carefully released the power he had mastered, allowing everything to appear in sequence.

At some point.

He closed his eyes slightly and whispered:

"Remembering the past, drinking on the Wuqiao Bridge,

Most of the heroes are sitting in the middle.

The moon flows silently in the long groove,

In the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms,

Play the flute until dawn.”

Before he finished speaking, the Book of the Dead suddenly opened, and lines of small words of ice crystals appeared:

"You have adjusted Thousand Hands to a violent killing state."

"All soul power is exhausted."

"Note, you are about to release that sword technique!"

The void scattered with a bang.

In the endless fog, dense bronze hands stood up in the air, arranged in a long row, surrounding the sky of the entire palace.

All bronze hands are pointed together into swords.

Sword energy rose from the metal fingers, whistling and cutting the air, lingering around each other in the sky, connecting and converging.

The whole sky turned blue.

——The blue color has no end, and the sword energy has no end.

This is the boundless sea of ​​sword energy!

Even though the soul power is not enough to cast this sword, with the overlap of a thousand sword-like moves, all the incompletes can be integrated into each other's fusion, barely possessing the basic power of this move.

Wu Xiaode opened his eyes and roared with all his might:

"Chun it for me!!!"

The sky shook.

All the green lights gathered into a towering sword shadow that stretched through the sky and pointed directly into the giant demon spider on the ground.

The voice of the god of death came from the demon spider's body:

"Don't think of dealing with me, I'm-"

The sky and the earth flashed.

The sword shadow hangs like the moon, turning into scattered shadows.

The world becomes silent.

The wind was like turbulent flow, blowing away the entire palace and all the surrounding buildings.

The soul prayer prayer tried his best to release green silk threads and condensed into a flexible shield out of thin air.

It was not until this time that the sound of the sword that had cut all out burst out.

boom!!!
To be continued...