Stepping forward, Rakshasa ignored the piles of little spider beasts around him and walked straight towards the fatal position of the spider.
The fluctuating light looked over Rakshasa's shoulder, and the tiny spider beasts around her that could hardly be judged by the naked eye were rushing toward her crazily.[
She didn't need to see them with her eyes, she just needed to feel them to feel their murderous intentions towards her.
However, their abilities are completely useless in front of Rakshasa.
Rakshasa seems to be their natural nemesis, and the Rakshasa's outrageous and tyrannical strength makes them have countless abilities, but they have no place to use them.
Yaoguang looked at the spider beasts around him who were immediately crushed into powder by the power flowing around Rakshasa as soon as they came close to Rakshasa, but they were still rushing toward her without knowing whether they were alive or not. For the first time, Yaoguang felt that this was happening.
The deal may be right.
Walking in stride, Rakshasa completely ignored everything around him.
At the end of the pool, a huge black chasm lay in front of Yaoguang and Rakshasa. Under the black chasm were countless dead bones, which were swaying towards Yaoguang and Rakshasa above the chasm, crawling on the edge of the chasm.
, as if trying to climb up and drag them both into hell.
"Come on, come on, join us..."
"Hey, there's a new guy here..."
…
The insidious voice rippled in the dark sky and earth, full of gloom and terror.
This is the person who was eaten by the Spider King.
"The clown." Rakshasa glanced indifferently in all directions, and with a cold snort, he stamped his feet towards the ground.
"Boom." In an instant, all the bones in the place were shattered into debris and turned into a vast white dust.
And the huge black chasm made a turbulent sound with a snap, and then the black sky and earth parted, revealing the true face of this place.
There is such a huge gap, so many bones, everything is just an illusion.
Playing with illusions in front of Rakshasa is like playing with a big ax in front of Luban's gate.
The bones turned to ashes and the ground was paved.
But at the moment when it was paved, countless spider hands and human hands suddenly stretched out from the dark crystal stone ground.
Constantly waving, grabbing, and twisting under the feet of Rakshasa and Yaoguang.[
Along with the appearance of these hands and feet, countless black thorns pierced out from their sides and lay across the ground.