Text Text_Chapter 1961 The Snake King

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Beyond the valley.

From time to time, Yan Kun took out all kinds of strange props from the storage bag, including the blood of demon beasts, the souls of living people, the organs of poisonous insects, and the gray powder ground from various poisonous plants, which were put into a quaint container one by one, and then drizzled with rich blood water.

Stirring the various materials, he began to walk through the valley, chanting ancient and distant incantations, while ejecting these swarthy mixtures into the void drop by drop, drawing strange spirit patterns......

"Boom!"

Soon, after a loud bang, a huge blood-colored array began to envelop the entire valley, and spread into the valley.

From a distance, this valley seems to have a huge blood snake, hovering in the sky, it has a pair of golden eyes, from time to time to open and close, eyes like electricity, illuminating the entire valley a strange light, shaking the body, covering the sky and the sun, monstrous ferocity, shocking thousands of miles.

Such visions are truly sensational!

Several nearby tribes originally wanted to save those clansmen who were captured by the Golden Knight, but when they saw this scene, they all trembled and gave up their previous plans.

"Junior, dare to play the old man!"

"Within three days, if you don't come out, the old man will refine the Great Array with Netherblood Blood within a radius of a hundred miles, even this mountain peak, and refine it all!"

Yan Kun bent his back, holding a brilliant green staff, and from time to time he swung out a green ray, outlining powerful runes in the void.

Brush Brush Brush!

He was skillful and quickly sketched thousands of runes.

In the void, these runes flickered with light, reflecting each other, and there seemed to be some kind of internal connection with each other, forming something like a meridian, making the phantom of the blood snake in the sky more and more condensed, closer and closer to the entity......

This huge snake shadow, between the shaking, the sun and the moon are dark, and the aura is surging.

"Boom!"

From time to time, the earth shook, and the stones on the valley fell in a torrent.

The blood snake shook its tail and formed a huge tornado, which rolled the cattle and sheep on the ground upside down into the sky, tore them into pieces, and swallowed them in one gulp.

With the replenishment of blood qi, the blood snake grew stronger and stronger, and its strength gradually improved, coupled with the support of the formation, its strength was incomparable, even surpassing Yan Kun's own strength.

In just three days, it can raze an entire mountain to the ground!

When the time comes, let alone Yang Yunfan hiding in the cave, I'm afraid that any animal on the entire mountain peak, demon beasts, will die!

Seeing this apocalyptic scene, Yan Kun showed a smug smile on his face: "It is worthy of the Netherworld Blood Refining Great Array, the old man used half of his savings to exchange this peerless skill from the Blood God Temple, it is really worth it." With this blood refining array, the old man can condense one percent of the artistic conception phantom of the Divine Beast [Phantom Snake King], the mount of the Lord of the Blood River, which is extremely powerful, as long as he does not encounter the strong of the Divine Lord, he is almost invincible. ”

"The only regret is that this blood refining array can't be moved, and when it is arranged, the material consumption is too great. Otherwise, just now, the old man doesn't need to leave! No matter how many demon beasts there are on his Qingkong Mountain, they will all be sacrificed and offered to the Snake King!"

"Still, it's enough!"

Yan Kun looked at the cave with cold eyes, as if through the layers of darkness, he saw the terrifying look on the faces of Yang Yunfan and the others in the cave, and sneered: "Junior, old man, see how long you can survive!"

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"This old thing must be crazy!"

"Do we have any deep hatred for him? He put on such a big formation!"

Yang Yunfan and his entourage walked in the cave, and after a few steps, they felt the ground shake the mountain, and there was a trace of crack on the top of the cave, and there were gravel stones, which fell down in a hurry, giving them a premonition that if they didn't leave the cave quickly, they would soon be buried alive underneath.

With the strength of a few people, the body is strong, even if they are buried alive, they will not die here in grievance!

But injuries are inevitable.

And what's even more terrifying is that once they are buried alive and their mobility is restricted, then the huge blood snake condensed by the blood refining array will take advantage of the weakness and devour them in one bite!

"Yang Yunfan, the situation is not good, I feel the breath of the Snake King......"

Yun Sheng walked a few steps, but his brows were furrowed, and there was a trace of bitterness on his little face.

"Snake King, who is that?" Yang Yunfan couldn't help but turn around and ask.

He also felt a terrible aura, but it was very unfamiliar to him, and he didn't know who it came from.

Yun Sheng explained, "The Snake King is the Divine Beast Mount of the Lord of the Blood River. In terms of strength, it is only a little worse than the Lord of the Blood River. However, it has a unique supernatural power that is very troublesome. After it stepped into the realm of the gods, it seemed to have comprehended the unique law of darkness, so that its essence could be integrated into the void of the universe. As long as someone has mastered a special method, they can summon it from the void to help in battle. ”

"Of course, it won't listen to anyone but the Lord of the Blood River. Those Enma monks, even if they knew how to summon the Snake King, could only summon one of its mind clones, and their strength was probably less than one percent of the main body. ”

Per cent!

It's just that the Phantom Snake King is a beast at the peak of the Divine Lord realm, even if it is one percent of his strength, I'm afraid it is not something that Yang Yunfan and the others can resist.

"Looks like it's going to speed up!"

When Yang Yunfan heard Yunsheng's words, he couldn't help but become anxious in his heart, and urged: "Kintaro, how far is it? Is there something wrong with that old thing, why did you hide the Black Shadow Messenger so deeply?"

"Goo!"

The reckless toad barked at Yang Yunfan a few times, as if to make him calm down, and he was about to arrive.

"Well, I'm in a hurry. Still, you see it too. If we can't find the Shadow Messenger anymore, we'll all be buried here. Yang Yunfan smiled helplessly.

The reckless toad also realized this, and flew a lot faster.

"Goo!"

After about a few minutes, suddenly, the toad stopped in front of a dark entrance.

And before that entrance, there was a huge statue of a hazy divine beast.

"What is this? Is the Shadowbringer here?"

Yang Yunfan walked to the side of the statue and saw the appearance of the statue clearly.

It resembles a giant bear, crouching on the ground, its mouth wide open, its fangs bared, and it is in a furious manner.

This giant bear statue is more than ten meters high, unlike the previous statue of the black shadow messenger, which is lying flat on the ground, the figure of this giant bear is standing upright in the cave, extremely huge, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

It also has a layer of black glittering scale armor, and there are reptile-like runes circulating from time to time on the scale armor, and the divine body of the Black Shadow Messenger should be made of the same material and the same technique.