The blood-colored vortex spun rapidly, blending all the energy and killing intent of the red threads, forming an unparalleled strangulation power, and instantly crushed the entire sea of consciousness of the Winged Snake King. Before the horror in the eyes of the Winged Serpent King could spread, the Pen Fun www.biquge.info Pavilion fell from the sky stiffly, smashing up a cloud of mud and splattering everywhere, and the attachment to life was eternally frozen in its right eye that refused to close but finally closed.

The Winged Snake King died like this, under the unity of Xiao Yan's two soul fighting skills.

Such a result was something Xiao Yan did not expect. It was an urgent strategy to use the "Heart Sword" and "Strangling" together, Xiao Yan didn't even know if he could succeed, if he could succeed, he just hoped to make the Winged Snake King sluggish for a while, so that everyone could escape the dark green poisonous mist, but he didn't expect to kill the Winged Snake King in seconds.

In fact, the integration of Xiao Yan's two soul fighting skills does not really have the power to kill the Two-Winged Snake King in seconds, but the power of the Two-Winged Snake King's soul at this time has been exhausted, and its colorful little snake is almost exhausted in the dark green poisonous mist that continues to emit to destroy the red thin line, and it is really powerless to resist the "strangulation" with huge strangulation power.

What a surprise.

As soon as the Winged Snake King died, the raging dark green poisonous mist immediately paused only a foot away from everyone, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Xiao Yan didn't dare to delay for a moment, and quickly lifted everyone's state of confusion while removing the protective shield of the fighting spirit. The people who woke up immediately swept back more than a dozen zhang before they stood still, looking at the dark green poisonous mist from a distance.

The dark green poisonous mist was only swirling there. The surging was not as violent as before, but gradually slowed down. After a while, the dark green of the poisonous mist looked a little lighter. Although it is only a little lighter, it can be seen that it is no longer the thick dark green as before, but has become a thick dark green.

Yes, without the support of the Winged Serpent King's fighting spirit, the dark green poisonous mist is indeed slowly fading.

The crowd did not leave, but sat down on the spot and seized the time to recover. In several fierce battles in a row, everyone was extremely consumed, especially Xiao Yan, whose soul power had been completely depleted and had to be restored. At the same time, we are also waiting for the poisonous fog to completely dissipate. The body of the Winged Snake King is still in the poisonous mist, it is a seven-star peak demonic beast, and its magic core and snake skin are rare good things, how can you abandon it?

After three days and three nights, Xiao Yan and the others left the swamp and headed for the depths of the forest.

The tempering effect of a difficult battle was particularly significant, and after the previous fierce battle, everyone could clearly feel that their somewhat vain fighting spirit had become refined and condensed.

At the same time, they also knew that almost all the demonic beasts in this forest had been extinct in the ancient catastrophe, and they were not only curious about this mysterious forest, but also in awe, and they were extremely vigilant and careful every step they took into the depths of the forest.

Fortunately, everyone did not encounter too strong demonic beasts along the way, and the highest grade was in the early stage of the Seven Stars, and everyone got a rich harvest after easily dealing with it.

On this day, the crowd finally reached the heart of the forest. Here, the huge trees are towering to the sky, and the canopy of the trees next to each other blocks the sunlight like a canopy, making the place look particularly dark and depressing.

Suddenly, Qing Mu'er couldn't help but grab Xiao Yan's arm with both hands, and her eyes were fixed on the distance.

Following Qing Mu'er's gaze, everyone was shocked in their hearts, and a chill rushed to their vests.

They were two large stones on opposite sides, about seven or eight meters high, with a thick liquid mist in between, exactly the same as the two boulders they had seen before they were teleported here. (To be continued.) )