Hiss~

The Flame Scale Python saw Wu Xuan vomiting blood, spit out a snake letter and hissed, and then bit down at Wu Xuan with huge fangs.

"Not good!" Wu Xuan watched the flame scale python bite down on him, and depending on the situation, it should be biting Wu Xuan's restrained left arm.

At this time, Wu Xuan didn't have any chance to react at all, so he could only use all his spiritual power in his body, trying to break free from the comfort of the Flame Scale Python, and at the same time, Wu Xuan's brain was running rapidly, thinking about how to escape.

~

With a muffled snort, the huge fangs of the Flame Scale Python directly penetrated Wu Xuan's arm, and immediately the cold sweat on Wu Xuan's forehead came down, and the blood also flowed down the blood hole on his shoulder.

Hiss~

The Flame Scale Python was now restraining Wu Xuan, obviously wanting to take the opportunity to torture Wu Xuan and avenge his revenge.

Looking at the top of Wu Xuan's cheek, because the pain gradually became hideous, the flame scale python seemed to be extremely excited, and the huge snake letter licked Wu Xuan's cheek to indicate that it had won now.

"I'll rub, Xiao Xuanzi, I just slept a little, what's the situation?" At this moment, Tong Tianzhu's voice sounded in Wu Xuan's mind, and there was still stunned in his tone.

Obviously, what is happening now, Tongtianzhu seems to know nothing.

"You won't see it yourself!" Wu Xuan gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and replied to Tongtianzhu in his mind.

"Well, it seems that you are really dying!" After Wu Xuan finished speaking, Tong Tianzhu seemed to be deliberately angry with Wu Xuan, so he nodded slightly and replied.

Wu Xuan was speechless for a while.

~

At this moment, the body of the Flame Scale Python contracted again, and Wu Xuan felt the bones of his body rattle, as if the bones around his body were really about to be crushed, and the pain in his heart was painful.

Burst!

Wu Xuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned even paler.

"Boy, don't hold on, if you can't do it, use your spiritual power, with your current physical body, you should be able to barely withstand the erosion of spiritual power!" Tong Tianzhu saw Wu Xuan in such a situation, and kept urging.

He found that if this continued, Wu Xuan would definitely be killed by the Flame Scale Python.

"It's okay, I can still hold on!" Listening to Tong Tianzhu's words, a smile appeared on the corner of Wu Xuan's mouth, and he muttered in the air.

The power of the spirit, for the current Wu Xuan, is still not moving, besides, the ancestral dragon Chiyan in Wu Xuan's body has not moved yet.

Hiss~

The Flame Scale Python also saw the smile on the corner of Wu Xuan's mouth at this time, and the python body that wrapped around Wu Xuan exerted force again.

"Ancestral Dragon Chiyan, give it to me!" Wu Xuan let out a low sigh, and the Mortal Transformation Technique and Celestial Body Incineration in his body were running again, wanting to mobilize the Ancestral Dragon Chiyan in the First Dantian.

It's just that when Wu Xuan was running the Mortal Technique and refining with the celestial body, the ancestral dragon Chiyan in the first dantian only jumped and didn't move.

No, it's that the Immortal Jue didn't go to the ancestral dragon Chiyan.

And the python body of the flame scale python wrapped around Wu Xuan even tighter, and the bones around Wu Xuan's body continued to make a gurgling sound.

At this time, Wu Xuan could clearly feel his heart beating, and the meridians around his body actually had some resonance during the beating of his heart.

Under this pressure, Wu Xuan felt that with the operation of the Immortal Sect in his body, a lot of spiritual power overflowed from his physical body and meridians, and all of them were pulled into the dantian by the Immortal Transformation, allowing the Ancestral Dragon Chiyan to refine.

"At this time, the medicinal power of the remaining spirit fruit in my body?" Wu Xuan felt the same as his body, and his heart was also suspicious.

It seems that during these times, Wu Xuan has not refined the spirit fruit at all, but the spiritual power in the spirit fruit has actually been integrated into his own body, and with the operation of his colleagues, as well as the celestial body incineration, they have pulled out all the spiritual power that has been integrated into the body.

As the residual pressure in his body was drawn out by the Immortal Trick and the Celestial Body Incineration, Wu Xuan felt that the meridians in his body had become wider after this baptism, and even his physical body was a little stronger than just now.

"I'll send it, I should thank you for this battle!" Wu Xuan felt the changes in his body, his eyes looked at the Flame Scale Python again, and smiled slightly.

With so much residual spiritual power remaining in his body, if he broke through the Eight Veins Realm now, he would always be a little biased, and his future cultivation should also be affected.

On the contrary, this time, after being crushed by the Flame Scale Python, in cooperation with the method of celestial body incineration, all the remaining medicinal power in the body was squeezed out.

"It seems that when refining the elixir in the future, I will have to refine my physical body again, so as to ensure that I will not be eroded by the medicinal power!" Feeling the changes in his body, Wu Xuan secretly made up his mind in his heart.

If this is not the case, when Wu Xuan refines the elixir, the medicinal power contained in the meridians of the flesh body will become more and more, and the foundation will become more and more unstable.

This is like growing up in a big family, and the elixir has been growing up all of a sudden, such a person, the spiritual power is vain, but he has no cultivation, and he has no combat power at all.

Airplanes!

As the remaining medicinal power in his body gradually refined, Wu Xuan felt that the threshold of his eight veins had opened by itself, and suddenly a wave of crazy spiritual power continued to pour into Wu Xuan's body.

Hiss~!

At this time, the flame scale python also noticed Wu Xuan's changes, and hissed, and his huge body was exerting force, wanting to crush Wu Xuan's body.

Now Wu Xuan is just struggling to support himself with his body comparable to a mortal-level spiritual weapon, if he is replaced by someone else, he will be entangled by the body of the flame scale python, I am afraid that he will die of anger, but even so, Wu Xuan will not last long.

He had to break free from the Flame Scale Python.

"Hmph, your biggest failure this time is to keep my hand still outside, and this Qinghong!" Feeling the pressure coming from his body, Wu Xuan snorted coldly, and all the spiritual power in his body was concentrated in the long sword, and he slashed down again.

"Shocking!"

Now that Wu Xuan has stepped into the realm of the eight veins, the spiritual power in his body is more abundant, and the power he exerts is also stronger.

Bang!

The long sword was cut down, and suddenly a force of backlash bounced the long sword in Wu Xuan's hand high, and the Qinghong sword almost got out of his hand.

Under this station, several pieces of pythons fell off, and blood oozed out along the wounds.

Wu Xuan obviously felt that the huge body of the Flame Scale Python trembled, and the body that was wrapping around Wu Xuan became tighter, and the huge body writhed, wanting to bind Wu Xuan's entire body and crush Wu Xuan to death.

Wu Xuan's eyes were cold, and the situation that his bones were about to shatter made Wu Xuan's mind clearer.

"It's time to end!" Wu Xuan felt the movement of the Flame Scale Python, said slowly, raised the Qinghong Sword in his hand high, and then spun it, aiming the tip of the sword at the place where the Flame Scale Python was injured just now, and stabbed it heavily.

Burst~

This time, Wu Xuan used all his strength, and the entire long sword stabbed into it, leaving only the hilt of the Qinghong Sword.

The Flame Scale Python felt the sharp pain on his body, and his huge body trembled again, and Wu Xuan felt that his entangled body loosened a little.

"Good chance!"

Feeling the loosening of his body, Wu Xuan used his injured arm to push out, and Wu Xuan finally had room to move.

Wu Xuan took advantage of this gap to step on the python body of the flame-scaled python, run the dragon body method, and his body jumped up and jumped straight into the air.

When his body jumped up, Wu Xuan also pulled out the Qinghong sword inserted in the python's body.

Hiss~

The Flame Scale Python naturally wouldn't let Wu Xuan leave easily, and with a painful hiss, his body was raised high, and he bit Wu Xuan directly in mid-air.

In mid-air, Wu Xuan's pair of pitch-black pupils stared at the movements of the Yanscale Python, and the transformation of the mortal technique in his body was running wildly, and a touch of spiritual power mixed with the ancestral dragon Chiyan quickly spread all over the Qinghong long sword.

Chop!

With Wu Xuan's low shout, the long sword in Wu Xuan's hand slashed down with a scorching and then terrifying might.

Poof~Click!

Qing Hongjian stood directly on top of the huge fangs of the Flame Scale Python, and let out a muffled sound, and then saw one of the fangs of the Flame Scale Python shatter suddenly, and the body of the Flame Scale Python was also directly cut to the ground by Wu Xuan.

Wu Xuan took advantage of this shock force, and his body took off again, and his dark pupils were still calm.

However, at this time, the Transformation Technique in Wu Xuan's body was still running wildly, mixing all the spiritual power in his body with the power of the ancestral dragon Chiyan, and all of them were attached to the Qinghong Sword, exuding terrifying might.

Tremble~~

Qinghong Sword also began to tremble slightly because of such a strong force attached to the sword.

"Fire Spirit Sword!"

Seeing that it was time, Wu Xuan let out a low cry in his mouth, and threw out the Qinghong Sword in his hand.

The Qinghong Sword then drew a blazing red light in mid-air, like an arrow from the sky, piercing the lifeline of the Flame Scale Python, seven inches.

The Flame Scale Python also felt bad at this time and wanted to dodge, but the Qinghong Sword had already shot over with the irresistible power wrapped in it, and he had no chance to dodge at all, and despair flashed in a huge vertical pupil.

Burst~

At this moment, the Qinghong Sword stabbed directly at its seven-inch position.

When the hard python scales touched the Qinghong Sword at this time, it couldn't play any defensive role at all, and the Qinghong Sword exploded with a bang just after touching it.

As if there was no hindrance, the Qinghong Sword passed directly through the body of the Flame Scale Python and was nailed to the ground fiercely.

At the same time, Wu Xuan's figure also fell lightly to the ground, his face was pale, and he was panting slightly in the air, but his dark pupils never left the Flame Scale Python.

Hiss~

The long sword pierced through its body, and the entire body of the Flame Scale Python froze, its head raised high, and it let out a mournful hiss.

The sound of hissing continued to echo in the power of the trial, and the mournful hiss of the flame-scaled python could be heard almost for hundreds of miles, resounding through the place of trial.

After hissing, the huge head of the Flame Scale Python turned in the direction of Wu Xuan, coiling its body, and was about to pounce on Wu Xuan.

It's just that as soon as its body moved, its whole body stiffened, and its huge head slammed into the ground.

Puff~

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