Supreme Uprising

A dense spider silk, like a sharp sword, overwhelmed directly toward Luo Yunyang.

In the moment when these spiders came to the surface, the look of Lu Wei disease, Zhuge Yi and others became extremely ugly.

In particular, Zhuge Yi, in the past few years, he has always had the idea of ​​a higher level with Ye Qingtian, and even in his mind, there is a thought of replacing Ye Qingtian.

But now, Ye Qingtian's shot, he feels a deep sense of crisis, he is not self-small, that overwhelming, like a child's arm in the spider silk, so that he has a feeling of hard to resist.

Even he felt that under this overwhelming spider, he had no room for dodge.

Transforming the warrior is really not terrible.

Zhuge Wing, a great master, is frightened, not to mention other people. For a time, countless eyes on Ye Qingtian were full of fear.

The Optimus King and the Qingtian Leopard King, etc., also looked at the big governor of their home with a fearful look. Although they knew a little about Ye Qingtian's acceptance of the transformation, they did not think that Ye Qingtian after the transformation was so powerful.

That one of the roots is like a sword of roots, and all their self-confidence is scattered in the abyss.

The spider's silk was across the sky, overwhelming, and somewhere between the trees and flowers between the two, instantly turned into powder, even some rocks in front of the spider silk, were silently worn through the past .

The radius is thirty meters, and it is all in the shadow of the spider silk.

"Not a **** level, better than a **** level!" Looking at the sky's gossamer, Jin Zaida said with emotion.

At this time, the most calm under the spider's thread is Luo Yunyang, and he chose to vacate in the first moment when the overwhelming spider silk shrouded himself.

Although Luo Yunyang's speed value is much slower than when it was just like the speed of the world, it is not that the surging spider silk can catch up.

"Where to go!"

For Luo Yunyang's escape, Ye Qingtian did not relax at all. His hands swiftly swung, and the spider silks were intertwined in the void, like a net, shrouded toward Luo Yunyang.

Once you are subnetted by this network, even if Luo Yunyang has the ability to pass the sky, he can't escape.

Luo Yunyang looked at the entangled spider web, slightly indulged, his fist with a hurricane, greeted the spider web.

In an instant, Luo Yunyang’s fist collided with the spider silk. The strength of the spider silk was naturally much worse than that of Luo Yunyang’s fist. However, at the moment when Luo Yunyang’s fist and spider silk touched, the spider silk had already turned automatically. .

It seems that this cobweb seems to be frustrated, but in fact, the silk of the cobweb has distracted all the forces that act on it.

"Hey!"

The filaments, like electricity, pass through the water of Feiyan Lake and are entangled in a boulder on the edge of a lake. Under the pull of the spider silk, the boulder is like a piece of scroll that has been flipped by people, and it has fallen down to Luo Yunyang.

Luo Yunyang's figure is like a ghost, quickly disappeared in the same place, and the boulder is driven by the spider silk, quickly changing direction.

As a shot, Ye Qingtian, who is the main attacker, can say that he has the upper hand. At this time, some people even think that even if it is a god-level powerhouse, Ye Qingtian, who is so perverted, may not be able to defeat him.

Just when many people’s thoughts flashed, they listened to Luo Yunyang’s faint saying: “I thought it was a great skill, but it’s so trick!”

At the moment when this sentence was said, a pair of spider silks had already rushed toward Luo Yunyang. This time, Luo Yunyang did not evade, his palms waving, a four-color fire cloud, instantly rushing out of his palm.

The clouds of fire filled the white spider silk. The spider silk, which is like a sword, is directly blown when it encounters a four-color flame.

There are even some flames, which are better like following the spider's silk, rushing toward Ye Qingtian's arm.

Ye Qingtian is full of confidence in his own spider silk. He has no fear of the flame, because he has already tested that the flame does not have much effect on his spider silk.

But this time, those spider silks that seem to be hard to burn, have turned into fly ash. And at the moment when the spider's silk was broken, he even felt that there was a strange force that poured into his body.

"Hey!"

Ye Qingtian, who was extremely angry, made a roar, but at this time, the terrible squeaking of him was not the sound that normal people should have.

In the eyes, there is a shimmering Ye Qingtian, who quickly swung his six arms. In the void, he was like a giant axe that opened up in the sky and fell wildly toward Luo Yunyang.

When his arm started, he was still a man, but at the end, Luo Yunyang even saw a metal-like luster.

Luo Yunyang, who spurred the dragon and the dragon to fight the sky, compared with Ye Qingtian, who has been transformed into a small peak, is not proportional, but Ye Qingtian is also unable to help Luo Yunyang.

"I said buddy, do you only have this ability? If you are already poor, then I am sorry, today's fight can end!" Luo Yunyang once again escaped the attack of Ye Qingtian, the slapstick .

"Well, it’s a rare talent in the United States in a hundred years!" Ye Qingtian laughed and said in a loud voice: "Which, today, I can’t take you in the first state of this warrior, then you will taste it. Its second state."

Between the words, I saw Ye Qingtian, who was like a giant, suddenly stunned on the ground, and the black hair on his body was more than doubled as he climbed. .

Three pairs of arms, like a long foot, squatting on the ground, a cold murder, from the strange giant spider, crazy convolution in the direction of Luo Yunyang.

Six giant legs, like a piece of knife net, Luo Yunyang looked at the full knife rain with a radius of ten meters, a sneer on his face.

Between the thoughts flashing in his heart, he decided not to play anymore, so in the moment when the six giant legs fell over the sky, a white light shone from Luo Yunyang's body.

These white radiances condensed into a big hand in the void, pressing down on the huge spider and the knives he waved.

This pressure has made many strong people feel that there is a huge danger and they are coming to themselves.

No one spoke, their eyes were fixed on Luo Yunyang's light grasp.

Not only they, even the entire god, at this time they put their attention on the big hand of Luo Yunyang.