This kind of disaster is not worthy of pity. Mu Yizhan cleanly and neatly dismantled the golden-headed spider.

The golden-headed spider had no resistance. After cutting the spider's sac, the huge amount of essence flowed out, and the little black chicken sucked it clean without wasting any.

These essences were refined by the slave labor and were nourished by this spider in the belly. They were no longer dirty energy, but something that was as pure as the essence, and the number was many times larger than the essence.

Originally, this golden-headed spider was stocking up a large mass of energy for the counselor to mummies, but now it is all cheap.

This golden-headed spider is very special. Its heart and lungs may be able to make a top-level star sea magic weapon. Mu Yizhan accepted it all with a smile.

These essences and the remaining souls of the three little monarchs before, the little black chicken pendant directly condensed a high-quality monarch-level spirit. Although this essence cannot be sold, it can be kept for the Zijin Lei Leopard to advance.

The wide Ming River is filled with the spirits synthesized by small black chickens. Mu Yizhan strengthened all of them. Now Mu Yizhan's thunder star is strengthened to more than 1,800.

There were also many spirits that were directly exposed. Mu Yizhan took a rough look and saw that there were one monarch level, two monarchs, and more than twenty generals.

There are also two synthetic commander spirits used to strengthen the leopard group.

On Thunder Mountain, the purple golden thunder leopard was taking a nap in its cave. Unexpectedly, the leader came to inspect it, and it walked to the entrance of the cave with sleepiness.

"Stop sleeping, I have two commander spirits here. You can choose two suitable Nether Leopards to advance." Mu Yizhan said to the Purple Golden Thunder Leopard.

When the Purple Golden Thunder Leopard heard that there was another advanced place, he immediately became energetic. It is also very important for him to improve his strength. The size of the territory depends on the overall combat power of the leopard group. It is naturally a mountain king who has ideas, so he immediately chose two advanced objects that he usually likes.

After dealing with the advancement of Netherworld Leopard, Mu Yizhan opened his eyes and returned to the tomb, while the others were still recovering from the Netherworld Cultivation.

The first person to recover was Mo Fan, after all, the demonic physique was there.

Mo Fan looked at Mu Yizhan next to him. The recovery of the super-level mage is completely beyond that of a high-level mage.

"You guy is hiding deep enough. The second contract is a thunder element holy spirit, right?" Mu Yizhan asked.

This guy was hiding deeply at the beginning of Chixia Flying Dragon. The second contract actually got him a thunder element holy spirit. The previous level 4 mad magnetic heavy cannon was not weaker than his Qinglei, but the tyrant Huang Lei did not have this power at all. Even if the divine seal praise was only 12 times at most, which was not a little bit different from his 20 times. The only possibility was that this guy had an element holy spirit like Xiao Yan Ji.

"A thunder spirit, it has not reached the commanding level yet, otherwise my thunder system will be stronger than yours." Mo Fan did not avoid talking.

...

After about a day of rest, the others recovered from the underworld cultivation one after another, and everyone set out again.

"Fatty, are you sure you're not going wrong this time?" Mo Fan couldn't help asking.

Everyone had been walking in this passage for twenty minutes and had not seen the tomb chamber yet.

"It's certainly not wrong, I've already figured it out." Srive responded with touching his goatee.

After walking for about half an hour, a new tomb chamber appeared in front of everyone.

The walls of the tomb are covered with ancient patterns, covered with snake patterns and scorpion patterns. If you don’t look closely, you will think that the entire tomb is made of snake skin and scorpion shells.

"Strange, why is there no coffin here?" Mo Fan said in confusion.

"Damn it, such a big hole." Mo Fan saw a huge depression in front of the flat ground.

"What's the situation?" asked Mu Yizhan behind.

"There is a big hole, and something seems to be squirming inside." Mo Fan poked his head and looked down. It looked like a dark abyss below.

"You won't throw a fireball down and take a look?" Mu Yizhan said angrily.

"Oh." Mo Fan scratched his head embarrassedly, and a big fireball condensed from his hand and smashed it down.

As the fireball fell all the way, the red flames quickly reflected a creepy scene.

Below, hundreds of snakes were rising up with their heads raised.

A huge head under the snake group came into Mo Fan's eyes!

"Shit~~~~~~~~~~"

The head covered with snake hair slowly floated out of the big hole, and the huge crimson scorpion body quickly occupied everyone's sight.

"Oh my god, it's Medusa, the snake-haired scorpion king." Mios's face changed drastically and retreated.

"Srishi, are you harming me?" Said shouted.

"I don't know if it's a scorpion king, Medusa, here." Srief said with a sad face.

Everyone hurriedly retreated and retreated to the entrance.

"Mofan is still there." Heidi suddenly said.

In front of me, Scorpion Lord Medusa's body, like a mountain, has already stood in front of Mo Fan.

"Why, don't you try?" Mo Fan said calmly.

"Sip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Medusa, the snake-haired scorpion king, moved closer. The body of its scorpion was flashing with a cold metallic light, and soon felt a familiar and fearful aura.

In the Battle of Northern Xinjiang, it was a pioneer general under Ku Fu. At that time, Mo Fan turned into a demon and beat him up.

"If you don't want to die, open the next entrance door and roll it back. Otherwise, there will be no army of your femtocratic scorpions, and no Sphinx to save you."

Mo Fan stood there all the time, without any fear.

"Ha!!!Ha!!!"

Scorpion Lord Medusa was extremely angry. It had suffered such provocations, but the pain of the old troubles made it dare not act rashly.

"I didn't plan to use that kind of power here. Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill your wish." Mo Fan's eyes condensed, and a little bloody ink color appeared in his pupils.

The demon's aura emanated, which changed Mo Fan's entire temperament.

It was indeed this guy. It was true that this guy actually came to his nest!!

Suddenly, Mo Fan felt the demonic blood in his body slowly descending from the boiling.

"Pudong puddle~~pupdong~~pupdong..."

Mo Fan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the boiling demon blood began to cool down.

"What's going on? Is Old Man Bao's saying it is true that his current cultivation level cannot support the devil's power that is too frequent." Mo Fan was stunned.

Mo Fan immediately glanced behind him and found that the others had already disappeared. Now he is pretending to be big, and now he is pretending to be big.

"Sip~~~~~~~~~~~~!!"

Just as Mo Fan was crying secretly, Medusa, the snake-haired scorpion king, felt that Mo Fan's aura was weakened and slowly retreated from the big hole. She obviously didn't want to die, and saw that Mo Fan had reduced his power and actually went down to the ground.

“Rumbling ~~~~~~~~~”
Chapter completed!