The white jade sword glowed with emerald green, and this blow was bound to win!

However, only listening to the sound of "Zheng", the tip of the sword touched the red mark and did not pierce it!

"How hard is this?" Chang Jian was a little frustrated in his heart, he had thought that since this red mark was the lifeline of the snake cultivation, it must be very fragile, but he never thought that the demon beasts of this ancient Zhujuan country had cultivated to such a point!

At this time, the snake cultivator had already come out of the hole, and his huge body occupied the entire open space in front of the cave entrance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe huge white body and black diamond-shaped head all show the domineering spirit of being an ancient demon beast!

The disciples of the Streamer Sect had already gathered, and they did not retreat, but watched the battle between Chang Jian and the demon beast! The disciples who were originally quite immortal were like remnants of a defeated battle on the battlefield at this time, and their bright clothes were also soaked in the blood of themselves or their fellow disciples.

"This ...... Is this snake cultivation really just a C-level mission?"

"yes...... I originally thought that I would be able to have some experience this time, but I didn't expect to kill and injure so many brothers......"

"With this level of demon beasts, I'm afraid only the uncles can surrender......"

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There was a lot of discussion among the people below, most of them were newcomers to the sect, and in the face of this behemoth that was half a mountain high, everyone was no longer arrogant. But no one wants to back down, even if they are afraid. It seems that the teachings and clothes that have been received in the Streamer School on weekdays and the clothes that symbolize the glory of the millennium still play a certain role.

Chang Jian over there hit the fruit with a blow, and he wanted to do it again. But the snake cultivator had already come out of the hole, and its body was several times more dexterous than before, and its huge body supported its head and slammed into the mountain behind it. The mountains shook, rocks fell, and dust flew all around, and the scene was very shocking.

Chang Jian dodged back and forth with the "Wind Seal" in the chaotic stones, but his forehead was finally hit by a stone.

He made up his mind, and blood was already running down his handsome cheeks.

The snake still shook its head and slammed into the mountain again. Chang Jian was helpless, so he had to jump off the snake's head, and then came to everyone's side a little bit.

When the disciples saw the blood on his face, they knew that it was hopeless to win this battle, so they all hung their heads.

Chang Jian's chest rose and fell, and he was furious, although he was unwilling, he had no choice but to order: "Withdraw!"

The disciples responded one after another and organized an evacuation, and they all ran towards the forest. Chang Jian's eyes were bloodshot, staring at the big snake that crossed between heaven and earth, gritted his teeth and said, "One day, I will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

At this time, the snake repaired his body with a bow, spit out the letter, and pointed his head at the evacuating crowd.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Chang Jian turned his head and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

However, when he turned back again, the snake's head was less than three feet away from him!

"What a speed!" Chang Jian struggled to the side, dodging the fatal blow. But the disciples behind him were not so lucky, and the huge head and body of the snake overwhelmed a tree and a man. By the time the snake cultivator stood up and the dust fell, those people had already become a piece of flesh.

Chang Jian's heart was shocked, he had never seen such a cruel scene, he hid behind a big tree, trembled and put his hand into his arms, and took out a yellow talisman with three ancient characters written on it, and then Chang Jian pasted the talisman on his body.

The others who were not yet frightened also took out yellow talismans and pasted them on their bodies.

Then the surviving few people used the power of the talisman to slowly rise into the air.

However, although the snake cultivator's eyes were blind, its sense of smell was still there, and it determined the direction and swallowed a streamer disciple who had just risen into the air in one bite!

Seeing this, the others didn't dare to take any more breaths, and flew away desperately, hoping that bad luck would not befall them.

But the big snake was extremely long, and the yellow talisman had a limited flight speed. It is like a spring to cultivate the snake, swallowing the streamer disciples into their stomachs again and again.

In a moment, except for Chang Jian, the rest of the disciples in the air were swallowed by the cultivator. Chang Jian was already far away from the attack range of the snake cultivator at this time, he didn't know how many people were left in the forest, and he didn't have the heart to think about it at this time, he just hoped that he could return to the Streamer Sect as soon as possible and report to the masters.

At this time, there were several large craters on the mountain, there were many corpses and blood stains in the open space outside the cave, a large number of trees in the forest were crushed, and there was shocking blood everywhere! At this moment, the head of the big snake turned white again, and it leisurely spit out letters, searching for the breath of the survivors.

Gao Xiang has been tied, watching everyone walk and die, no matter how he shouted, no one came to untie him. But he was blessed with a great life, and the snake's attacks did not hurt him, and at this moment he could only rely on a big tree, slowly trying to break free from the rope, and then try to escape.

As he struggled with the ropes, he suddenly felt a hot breath spray on him, and at the same time it was extremely fishy.

He poked his head out from behind the tree, only to see that the abyssal maw, which symbolized death, had opened for himself!

"I'm ...... Where is it?" Qingluo was in a coma for a long time after being swallowed by the snake, and finally woke up.

His vision was blurry, but his nose first smelled a thick smell of blood. The pungent smell brought his senses back to his senses at once.

When he opened his eyes, he found it pitch black. But the space around it was soft and damp, and it was still shaking.

Qingluo stretched out his hand, groped around, and entered the cold ...... Suddenly, he touched a hand! that hand was cold and stiff...... Only a dead person can have such a hand!" he hurriedly withdrew his hand, his heart beat faster, and he couldn't relax for a while, but he still wanted to explore the unknown space in front of him, after all, the atmosphere here was too oppressive, and the smell of blood around him also made him feel dizzy.

He reached out again, only to touch the face of a woman, a woman with long hair and soft skin, apparently having just lost her breath.

Qingluo's mind collapsed a little, he felt the world spinning, and looked around him, all of them were dead corpses! But how could there be so many corpses here? Who are we? We are the world-famous disciples of the Streamer Sect......! Eaten by a monster?

Loneliness, despair, fear, and boredom were all suppressed in his heart.

Qingluo's trembling hands slowly covered his face, and tears continued to welling up in his eyes.

Looking back on the past three years, although he is average in Taoism, because of the company of his master and brothers, he is full of sunshine and self-confidence in his life. The years of the Immortal Mountain are like silk, and his fate is surging, and he doesn't have too many complaints as a bait, because he knows that those reliable senior brothers will definitely be able to defeat this ordinary monster. However, the blow from reality is too painful. Before worshipping the Streamer School, I didn't know what my previous life was like, I had no clue about my life experience, and I finally let go of the shackles of the past, and now I want to die here, this is ...... How unwilling!

"Why...... So many people are going to die...... They're people who practice in the same place as me!"

"Why...... You want to take my previous life away and make me live like an orphan?"

"Why did you shatter it here after giving me hope?"

"Oh my God, I'm not reconciled...... I'm not reconciled!! do you like to play with other people's fate so much!" Qingluo stood up in front of him, he kept his body balanced in the shaking, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked straight up to the sky. Although it was pitch black in the serpent's belly, there was no light, but his eyes seemed to be able to see through the snake's skin, so firm, so full of hatred!

"Knock...... Knock ......"

Then, he gritted his teeth, bit his lips and bleed, and finally squeezed out a few words from the corners of his mouth: "I...... Decide...... Want...... Extinguish...... Finish...... You!" After speaking, a black strange pattern suddenly appeared on Qingluo's forehead, and then the strange pattern spread out more than a dozen black lines to his eyes. Then the black gradually crept up Qingluo's eyes, completely covering his eyes.

"Knock knock!"

Qingluo's heart was beating wildly, his eyes were dark, his expression became crazy and hideous, and his skin became as pale as jade. There were countless whirlwinds of black gas spinning around him, and his body became erect, even if he was now in the belly of the cultivator, he still seemed to be facing the heavens and the earth, and his body exuded a domineering momentum!

The rope on Gao Xiang's body had not yet broken free, but the tip of the snake's tongue was already close to him. Gao Xiang was so frightened that his face turned white, he had seen the tragic situation of those disciples, he thought that he would be able to drag it out, but he didn't expect that he would have to face this cruel death after all.

Suddenly, the huge body of the snake cultivator trembled, and it seemed that somewhere's muscles spasmed.

In the next instant, a flash of black rushed out from the red mark of the snake cultivator, and blood immediately flowed. The black stood straight in front of Gao Xiang. Then it rained blood around the black and Gao Xiang.

Gao Xiang's face was like ashes, he didn't know what was happening in front of him, he didn't know what was going on in front of him, and he didn't know that the thick snake blood was drenched all over his body, and his eyes were a little dull. After he saw the black thing clearly, his dull gaze gradually revealed a surprise luster.

"Clear ...... Lowe?"

At this time, Qingluo had a black rune on his forehead, his eyes were pitch black, his hair was scattered, his face was pale, and he was holding the original ordinary long sword in his hand. His streamer clothes had long been soaked in snake blood, and the big snake behind him writhed a few times, and then collapsed on the ground lifeless.

Gao Xiang was originally very excited when he saw Qingluo standing in front of him, but he didn't dare to approach easily for some reason. He could only lean on the big tree, looked up at this tall and familiar figure, and asked cautiously, "Are you...... Cheonnak?"

Qingluo's face was expressionless, and he saw a black wind flash in his hand, and Gao Xiang's head flew into the air.

The whole world fell silent, and there was not a single sound. Under the gaze of Qingluo's black pupils, Gao Xiang's head rolled in the air for a few weeks before falling to the ground.

At this time, Qingluo's heart beat a few times. He looked at Gao Xiang's corpse and the head that rolled to the side, he felt a pang of annoyance in his chest, a pain came from his forehead, his eyes that were blinded by black slowly regained his senses, and the veins connecting his eyes and the black rune on his forehead gradually retracted into the rune, and then disappeared with the rune.

Qingluo felt very tired, as if he hadn't slept for several days, and when he saw the corpse of his friend Gao Xiang, his expression froze, his pupils dilated, and he couldn't believe it was real for a while.

He looked at the sword in his hand, then threw it aside in horror and took a few steps back.

"It's me...... Kill him?"

Qingluo's mind was already a mess, just now he was full of murderous intent for everything, after all, he had killed his best friend by mistake! He was extremely depressed in his heart, feeling that he couldn't let go of the blood in his chest, his face was also red, he was full of grief and anger, but he didn't know how to vent.

"Ahh