The snake-headed monster stretched out a sharp claw with scaly claws, and pointed at the center of Shen Yuan's eyebrows under the wrapping of dark green light, and said with a cruel smile: "Give me half of the battle paint of the rock, although it is a broken tattered, it is one of the keys here, and when I go out, devour and refine it, this war pattern can also restore some strength for me......"

In the middle of Shen Yuan's sea of knowledge, a huge dark green claw pierced through the barrier of his sea of knowledge, and directly grabbed the sword-shaped battle pattern that was dormant in the deepest part of Shen Yuan's sea of knowledge.

The sword-type war pattern screamed and trembled violently, but it couldn't escape the control of this dark green energy claw, and was directly caught by the snake-headed monster out of Shen Yuan's sea of knowledge, hanging a few inches above his claw, the sword was overflowing, but without Shen Yuan's support, the sword-type war pattern couldn't help this monster.

Shen Yuan was lying on the ground, his body shaking violently like a sifting chaff, a puddle of sweat had accumulated under his body, and he had become withered, and he had lost weight several times out of thin air in a short period of time, his skin was close to his bones, as if he was an old man who was about to die.

The sacrificial seal that fell on his scalp was already about to suck his whole person into an empty shell, and the "half an hour" that the snake-headed monster just said was probably just a casual remark, with Shen Yuan's current situation, it was not easy to have five minutes of life left......

I...... I can't die......

Shen Yuan whispered in despair in his heart: Cheng Ruan is still waiting for me outside...... I promised her ...... And also...... There is still a great revenge to be avenged...... How can you die here......

The snake-headed monster glanced at the sword-shaped war pattern in his hand a few times, and laughed wildly in the sky, and the laughter was full of years of resentment and relief.

"What about being strong? No, they're still dead? they're all dead! Hahahaha! The one who has the last laugh is the strongest. From now on, there will be only me in this world! Only me!! Chi, Yan, Lu, Hahaha...... It's just a handful of loess in this world!"

The snake-headed monster slowly paced to the stump of the red-faced witch, stretched out its claws and flicked the face of the skull, and the snake whistled in its mouth, and said jokingly: "Your great array of sealing the heavens has sealed me, but it has also blocked time. I am old, but I still have many years to live. How would it feel if you still had the slightest self-knowledge in the Heavenly Witch Spirit......"

"It's a good acquaintance, don't worry, I'll help you fulfill your wish before you die. I'll let you watch me and live forever in this world!"

The snake-headed monster laughed, pinched the sword-shaped war paint in his hand, and slowly floated up towards the top of the cave.

The sword-shaped war paint in his hand trembled less and less, and he seemed to have given up the struggle and accepted his tragic fate.

But just as the snake-headed monster began to float upwards, the sword-shaped war pattern let out a mournful cry, and the dark cyan light on it suddenly rose, exhausting all potential, and even incinerated several arcane patterns on its own body, and finally condensed into a beam of sharp sword rays.

This dark cyan condensed sword light actually pierced through the control of the snake-headed monster, shot out from his claws, and pointed directly at Shen Yuan's chest!

Syllable!

This sword shattered the astral storage totem on Shen Yuan's chest in a hurry, and finally found his target, and in a blink of an eye, he drilled into a fragment that was also hanging on Shen Yuan's chest.

The fragment was pitch black on one side and pure white on the other, and it lay quietly on his chest because it could not be contained in the Astral Storage Totem. At this time, the fragment was shot by this sword, and it was like a sponge absorbing water, and in an instant, the sword was decomposed into the most original energy and turned into its own use.

Perhaps because the energy obtained this time was much higher than the previous quality, the area around the fragment of the God and Demon Mask no longer emitted a pale cyan energy light, but was wrapped in a ball of pure white light.

In the blink of an eye, a pure white mask floated out of Shen Yuan's arms, his face was soft, his eyebrows and eyes were compassionate, as if a compassionate god was looking down on the earth and spreading the gospel to his people.

This mask lightly landed on Shen Yuan's face, and in an instant, a peaceful and mellow aura overflowed from Shen Yuan's body!

The spiritual power in Shen Yuan's sea of knowledge was mobilized by the gods and demons, and like a cup of boiling water, it rose violently and surged, turning into dozens of fierce pillars of spiritual power, rushing towards dozens of weak nodes that were blocked on the dark green net around his sea of knowledge.

An illusory and vague pure white virtual image also descended from the void, and was steadily suppressed on the sacrificial seal on the top of Shen Yuanyuan, and between the slight rotation of the virtual image, it easily suppressed and crushed the sacrificial seal on the top of Shen Yuan, and the energy that was absorbed in the sacrificial seal and originally belonged to Shen Yuan was purified and refined by this pure white virtual image at the moment when the sacrificial seal dissipated, and it was even more pure and huge than the original energy, and it was injected into Shen Yuan's depleted body.

In an instant, the vigorous vitality and energy poured into his four tendons and hundreds of bones, like a sweet spring injected into the cracked land of the long-drought drought, and was absorbed by Shen Yuan to the point that there was no trace left.

Shen Yuan immediately felt as if he had been injected with a heart booster, and a powerful force surged up and down his body, and his original weakness and powerlessness were swept away.

He jumped up from the ground, the gods and demons on his face had reversed at some point, turning into a pitch-black color, sharp and sharp, with a pair of demon horns on his forehead, and a fierce and hideous smile on his lips.

The god and demon masquerade was connected to the energy and spiritual power in Shen Yuan's body, and it was no longer a rootless duckweed, and at the same time as the powerful killing intent and bloodthirsty momentum of the demon form erupted, because the sword-shaped battle pattern was taken away by the snake-shaped monster, the god and demon masquerade also infected Shen Yuan's reason, and the anger instantly penetrated every corner of his body.

His eyes, hidden by the masks of gods and demons, had turned red, and they were full of hysterical madness, and he had forgotten everything else, and only wanted to tear apart all the living things in front of him.

The flames and wind patterns appeared in Shen Yuan's hands between their palms, carrying the blue-red streamer, and slaughtered the snake-headed monster that rose into the air.

All of this under the miracle of the gods and demons masquerade fragments, all of them only happened between lightning and fire, and the snake-headed monster's attention was still on the sword-shaped war crest in his hand at this time, and he was surprised that this thing without the master's control could burst out with such a powerful power.

The next moment, the snake-headed monster saw the mask on Shen Yuan's face turn from white to black, carrying a pair of tattoos, like a black whirlwind descending the mountain, slashing at him.

The snake-headed monster let out a startled sigh, a strange color flashed in its dark green eyes the size of a mung bean, and stuffed the sword-shaped battle pattern in his hand into its mouth, and met Shen Yuan with a pair of sharp claws.

"I wanted you to live a little longer, but if you kill yourself, then let me personally produce you as the heir of the rock!" When the monster's cold voice echoed in the cave, the two were already in close combat, fighting in one place.

The snake-headed monster pointed at the weakest point on the handle of the flame pattern axe with its sharp claws, and the tail behind it flicked silently, without setting off half a cent of air fluctuations, and in the darkness it drew towards Shen Yuan's left wrist, to repel his two tattooed giant axes at the same time, and at the same time, the snake letter in his mouth poked out, and the muscles at the root of his tongue contained great power, and he wanted to poke his tongue into Shen Yuan's eyes.