Zhang Ling was very fast. In a few breaths, he noticed that the surrounding fog had thinned a bit, and he could already see some of the nearby surroundings. He sped up even more, and was about to pass through this tunnel.
A red shadow emerged from the stone wall above. The red shadow was very fast; it was the long tongue of the Minotaur monster. This silent attack instantly crossed a distance of fifty to sixty feet, attacking Zhang Ling from behind.
The red shadow flashed, heading straight for Zhang Ling's head. With a crisp cracking sound, a crack appeared on the golden light罩.
In this critical moment, Zhang Ling's figure suddenly lowered, barely dodging this attack. Then, he quickly flipped over, his left arm shaking, and two vines, one clear and one red, wrapped out, instantly entangling the red tongue.
Zhang Ling exerted force suddenly, wanting to pull the tongue like he did when dealing with the fifth-order spider.
But in the next moment, the blood-red tongue twisted rapidly a few times, and then retracted from the two vines with extreme slipperiness.
This exchange of attack and defense happened in an instant. Zhang Ling did not stop, his figure flashed, and he escaped the encirclement of the black mist, arriving in another stone cave.
Looking back quickly, he saw the red tongue retracting into the stone wall above, disappearing without a trace.
Zhang Ling's face was gloomy. If he hadn't had his divine sense fully open just now, discovering a slight sound, and involuntarily mobilized all his spiritual power to reinforce the Profound Spirit Shield and the golden pearl above his head, making his defense more solid,
He wouldn't have had time to react and dodge this attack.
This monster was very good at sneak attacks, silent and without warning. If he wasn't careful, he could very well lose his life here.
Such a difficult monster left him without any good solutions for the time being.
But Zhang Ling would not sit still and wait for death. He thought in his heart, but his hands didn't stop. His hands danced quickly, and he shot out several clusters of earth-yellow fluorescent orbs.
These spiritual light orbs floated in the surroundings as soon as they left his palm, lighting up with bursts of yellow light, instantly illuminating the space within ten feet of him.
Then Zhang Ling began to move.
As he moved, the yellow light orbs always floated around Zhang Ling.
The light emitted by these light orbs was all Heavy Yuan Profound Light. Under the cover of the Profound Light, any creature entering its range would be greatly affected. Releasing so much Profound Light was to add another layer of protection.
Suddenly, Zhang Ling seemed to discover something, his eyes flashed, but he instantly returned to calm.
As he walked, the three flying swords floating beside him suddenly swayed and all attacked a spot on the ground seventy to eighty feet away. With a flash of green light, the three flying swords directly cut out three deep cracks on the ground.
Then, a black light flashed under that spot on the ground, and the Minotaur monster jumped out from it, leaving a foot-long wound on its back, spilling black blood.
Seeing the monster injured, Zhang Ling naturally wouldn't let the tiger return to the mountain.
At the same time as he slashed out the flying swords, his sleeves shook, and the surrounding clusters of spiritual light all shot towards the Minotaur monster with a whoosh. These light clusters emitted dazzling yellow light. The Minotaur monster's speed of escape greatly reduced when illuminated by these lights.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling was overjoyed and commanded the three flying swords to attack.
But the Minotaur monster suddenly stopped and no longer fled. Instead, it turned around and faced him, its mouth suddenly opened to a strange arc.
Then a scene that made Zhang Ling exclaim in shock appeared.
A piece of half-human-sized blood-colored sarcoma crawled out of the Minotaur monster's mouth, with a layer of condensed purple-black baleful aura floating on it.
This sarcoma was also beating like a heart. As soon as the baleful aura flashed, it submerged into the sarcoma. The sarcoma also changed rapidly, transforming into a blood-red spider in an instant.
The blood-colored spider looked somewhat illusory, with a fishy and foul blood-fiend aura all over its body.
Zhang Ling also felt a special vitality on the red spider, as if it were a real creature.
Could it be another kind of demon beast, or something else?
At this moment, a strange cackling laugh came from the Minotaur monster's mouth, and a gray-green shadow rushed out of its body, flashing into the blood-colored spider's body.
Instantly, the aura on the blood-colored spider soared, instantly reaching the level of a fifth-order demon beast. Even stranger, the head of the blood-red spider was a bloody mess, twisting and entangling into several red tentacles, which then transformed into the upper body of a man.
The human body and spider spliced together looked a bit strange no matter how you looked at it, but it really happened before his eyes. Zhang Ling felt a chill down his spine for a moment.
Although he was surprised in his heart, he instantly regained his calm, and the three flying swords attacked with a green glow.
Although he didn't know what was going on now, it was obvious that this Minotaur monster was using some kind of method. Naturally, he wouldn't let this monster succeed in casting the spell.
The three flying swords attacked the blood-colored spider in an instant, and the sword light was about to strike it.
The man on the body of the strange spider opened his eyes, emitting a turquoise cold light, and then opened his mouth, spitting out a ball of yellow spiritual light.
With a loud bang, it directly knocked Zhang Ling's three flying swords away by several feet.
Zhang Ling quickly pinched a magic formula, and the flying swords trembled slightly, stabilized by him and returned to his front again.
Staring at the blood-colored spider with a gloomy face, Zhang Ling discovered that the yellow light spewed out by this monster was an attack compressed from a mass of condensed earth spiritual power.
This situation was quite strange. After staring at this strange spider carefully for a few times, it had a strong Yin Fiend evil aura, but also carried pure earth spiritual power. I'm afraid it can't be regarded as an ordinary demon beast.
Looking at the Minotaur monster behind it, the spiritual pressure it emitted had weakened by more than half, only to the level of an ordinary fifth-order demon beast.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but guess in his heart, could the blood-colored spider be the Minotaur monster's clone? He had never heard of any demon beasts or ghosts that could refine clones like human cultivators.
But now is not the time to consider this. Now that the one demon ghost he was originally dealing with has become two, Zhang Ling's mood has fallen to the bottom.
Zhang Ling took a deep breath and patted the bag around his waist. With a meow, a yellow, double-tailed fat cat appeared at his feet.
In this short moment, the Minotaur monster was not idle either. A black light flashed in its hand, and a white bone steel fork appeared. Cackling strangely, it charged towards Zhang Ling together with the blood-colored spider.
Facing the two demon creatures charging down, Zhang Ling naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to resist. A green light flashed under his feet and he retreated backwards.
At the same time, he gave the order to the double-tailed cat spirit beast.
In fact, without him giving the order, the double-tailed spirit cat also sensed the danger as soon as it appeared. The cat hair all over its body stood on end, and the two tails at the end were standing straight.
