A day later, the spirit boat flew over the edge of the swamp and into an open area.

As soon as Su Wan'er put away the spirit boat, the earth suddenly shook without warning. The ground movement was so violent that it was almost impossible to stand.

Fortunately, both of them were cultivators, and they quickly balanced their bodies.

"Senior sister, look!"

Chu Yunfeng pointed in one direction and said in horror.

Dozens of miles away, a behemoth was slowly rising from the ground, and the earthquake was brought about by it.

After a cup of tea, it finally shows its outline.

It was a lifelike statue of a cyan python, hovering over its body, sitting in a huge altar.

On the edge of the altar, with the cyanoconda as the center, there are twelve small figurative python sculptures distributed in turn, in the shape of stars and moons.

Twelve small cyanocondas, each with a bead in their mouths, shine brightly in the sunlight.

"Boom!"

A gap opens in the corner of the altar and steps descend from the top, leading to the ground.

On the ground, there is a high platform. On the high platform, a creature with a snake head and a snake body holds a torch. The blue flames above burned searingly.

Under the stage, tens of thousands of cyanocondas lined up around the high platform in an orderly manner, staring intently at the holy fire in the hands of the snake-headed creatures, as if they were holding a sacred ceremony.

After a few breaths, the snake-headed man raised the flame and shouted loudly to announce the beginning of the ceremony.

The snakes in the audience followed closely and bowed their heads, and a low sound came out of their mouths.

It took a long stick of incense for this sound to end.

The smuggler stepped forward and stepped onto the steps. One step at a time, one kneeling and one prostration.

With each step, the flame in his hand changed.

By the time the serpentine ascended the altar, the flame had grown larger, and the flames were burning more fiercely than before.

The snake-headed man did not stop, walked to the middle of the altar under the statue of the green python, and bowed to the statue again.

This statue is the ancestor of the Hua Qing Python family, named Hua Zu.

Hua Zu is the strongest person that the Hua Qing Python clan has ever appeared, and he has left an indelible mark in the cultivation realm, which is the belief of their clan.

There is a saying in the clan since ancient times: the ancestor of flowers is in the world, and the sun and the moon compete for glory.

This ceremony is to use the power of Huazu to elect the next patriarch.

Kneeling down to Hua Zu, the snake-headed man walked up to the nearest statue of a green python and lit the beads in its mouth with the holy flame.

The moment the orb was ignited, a flash of fire was emitted, and the remaining eleven orbs were ignited in turn along the distribution direction.

The twelve orbs joined into a ring of fire, gathered together, and shot at the two eyes of the cyan python in the center of the altar.

"Whew!"

The light of fire entered the eye, then shot out of the pupil, spreading out like ripples in all directions.

When the light wave covered the snakes, the body of a small snake lit up, and then kept flashing.

Then, the flickering light waves turned into a small fire, which continued to spin on the snake's body.

The little snake had a stunned expression on his face, he was actually chosen?

Before he could react, the snakes were already cheering and making way for it.

"Qingmang! Qingmang..."

The group of snakes called out the name of the little snake in snake language and kept cheering.

Cheering up, Qingmang held his head high and slowly walked to the high platform in the eyes of everyone.

After walking up the high platform, it did not stop, but with great respect and worship, it stepped on the steps leading to the altar. Like a snake-headed man, he knelt down step by step, kneeling and kowtowing.

However, since it has not yet been transformed into a human form, the action looks a bit comical.

Soon after, Qingmang stepped up the last step and ascended to the altar.

The snake-headed man had been waiting in the center of the altar for a long time, and when Qingmang knelt in front of him, he handed the torch in his hand to Qingmang.

This is the relay of the sacred flame and the transfer of power.

Qingmang looked serious, curled his tail, and carefully took the torch.

Then, the snake-headed man turned around, looked at the statue of Hua Zu, and chanted in his mouth: "Great Hua Zu, your descendant Python Wu is about to return to dust, and now the position of patriarch will be passed on to the younger generation Qingmang." May my Cyanoconda Clan regain your glory back then!"

The snake-headed man's brows were a little gloomy, and his tone was a little lonely while looking forward.

It is the highest cultivator of the Huaqing Python Clan, and this time he summoned the Huazu Altar, which is located in Qingmang, and has exhausted his life's strength.

Python Wu's life, let alone reproducing the glory of Huazu, is that he has not even been able to get out of this Snake Valley.

After it leaves, what will happen to the Huaqing Python Clan tomorrow? Will the Huazu Altar be able to see the light of day again?

After a long time, Python Wu turned around, stretched out his two fingers, and hit a stream of spiritual power on the torch in Qingmang's hand.

The moment the spiritual power touched the torch, the small fire that had been swimming on Qingmang's body climbed along its tail to the top of the torch and burned fiercely.

"Meet the ... Qingmang"

Under the altar, the snakes were excited, bowing their heads one by one to celebrate the birth of a new patriarch.

Standing on the altar, Qingmang's heart was stirred. Because from this moment on, it is the patriarch.

However, before it could give a lecture to the ethnic group, there was a sudden "poof" sound behind him.

The python crow fell, turned into a body, and lay in the center of the altar.

"Old Patriarch!"

Qingmang shouted loudly, and hurriedly ran over and picked up the python's head.

Python Wu stared at Qingmang with expectant eyes, and after a few breaths, closed his eyes tiredly.

"Congratulations to the old patriarch!"

On the altar, the green mangs sang in grief, and under the altar, the ten thousand snakes could not kneel.

"Woo!"

In Chu Yunfeng's ear, Lingling leaned on his neck and sobbed in a low voice.

It is also a snake, so it naturally understands the grief of the green python family.

Once a group loses its pillar, I am afraid it will be difficult to even keep the clan land.

"Shhh

A terrible hiss pulled the snakes back to reality.

Behind the snakes, a cyan python was bitten off by a hideous demon beast, and the remains kept rolling on the ground.

"Roar!"

After biting off the body of the green python, the demon beast roared, as if giving an order to attack.

In the next quarter of an hour, a group of lizard-like monsters rushed in from all directions. They are said to be like lizards, but there are many differences. Their tails are four times longer than their bodies.

This monster, called the Lizard, is a hybrid offspring of a lizard and a snake.

They are a restless race and extremely aggressive.

"Enemy attack! Protect the patriarch!"

The blue and white python with a high cultivation saw the enemy clearly and screamed desperately.

In just a few breaths of its screaming, thousands of lizards had already rushed into the group of cyanocondas, and hundreds of them were torn apart.

As soon as the old patriarch died, the lizard clan attacked in a big way, obviously prepared for a long time.

However, now is not the time to think about these.

The invading lizard snake clan is generally higher than the cultivation of the cyanoconda, so after each charge, a large number of cyanoconda will die.

Where has Qingmang faced such a scene, and its cultivation is not high, so it can only be protected.

Watching one clan after another die in battle, it was so powerless, and finally understood how heavy the mission of the old patriarch was that he had not completed all his life.

When Python Wu was there, although he could not restore the glory of the Huaqing Python Clan, with his cultivation at the peak of the Mortal Realm, he could at least defend the clan land and protect the safety of the clansmen.

The ferocious Lizard Snake Clan slaughtered one after another with impunity, and even the only six Gang Qi Realm elders of the Flower Blue Python Clan died.

When Python Wu was alive, with the strength of the peak of the Mortal Realm, he only strictly guarded the ancestral land and did not expand externally, mainly because there was a fault line among the descendants of the Huaqing Python Clan.

Second only to him in strength were the six elders. However, their cultivation was only in the Gang Qi realm.

If any of them could break through the Mortal Realm, even if the Lizard Snake Clan still came to the door today, they would not have been killed and injured so badly.

The green python clan is in danger!

In the distance, Chu Yunfeng and Su Wan'er were still standing in place. No matter how sympathetic they are to the Huaqing Python Clan, such a racial war is not something they can interfere in.

Among the masters of the Lizard Snake Clan, at least two of them were at the peak of the Gang Qi Realm, and only one of the six elders of the Huaqing Python Clan was at the peak of the Gang Qi Realm, and that was Xun Cong, who was protecting Qingmang.

A gentleman does something and does not do something, knows what he can do and does it, and knows what he can't do but does not do it.

The Gang Qi Realm is an insurmountable gap for the current Su Wan'er and Chu Yunfeng. forcibly shot, the only possibility is to be buried with the Huaqing python clan.

The number of green pythons is still decreasing sharply, Qingmang really can't stand it anymore, and said to Xun Cong beside him: "Great Elder, you go and save the clansmen, leave me alone!"

While he was talking, the three Cyanome Python elders who were fighting bloodily were hit by the Lizard Snake Clan master at the same time, and blood spilled in the air.

"Great Elder!"

Qingmang roared madly, heartbroken.

At this time, the lizard clan had already slaughtered under the altar. The green pythons who are still alive are desperately resisting, one after the other.

"Xun Cong, take a good look at your people, do you want to see the Huaqing Python Clan exterminated?

The Lizard Clan temporarily stopped attacking and surrounded the Flower Ancestor Altar, and the leader of the Lizard Clan, Lizard Burn, stood on a high platform and shouted to Kaoru on the altar.

Kaoru's eyes stared at the Lizard Burn, and then landed on the place where the three elders had fallen.

After a long time, he calmly said to Qingmang: "Qingmang, you remember: the hatred of the extermination of the clan can only be baptized with blood. Live well, even if it is one person and one clan, you must slaughter the lizard murderers. ”

After Kaoru finished speaking, he quickly flashed to the statue of Hua Zu, opened a gap in the statue's abdomen, and took out a treasure box.

Before the lizard can react, it is stuffed to Qingmang, and then it is enough to carry the true yuan and knock Qingmang away with the power of thunder.

"Kaoru from you dare!"

Lizard Burning finally reacted, needless to say, the contents of the treasure box were the holy ginseng he was looking for.

But before he could give the order to attack, Kaoru returned to the belly of the Huazu statue, then spat out a bead from his mouth and threw it in.

Immediately afterward, he recited a trick obscurely, detonating the true element in the beads.

As the beads were detonated, a layer of rippling red light flashed on the statue of Hua Zu.

The red light quickly spread to the whole body of the sculpture, and then shot at the twelve beads in the mouths of the surrounding statues.

"Buzz! Buzz ..."

It seemed that some formation had been activated, and after a few breaths, the entire altar was wrapped in a layer of red light, and it seemed that it was about to reach a certain limit.

"Run!"

The lizard finally realized something, and he didn't care about the holy ginseng or not, and immediately ordered to escape.

"Senior brother, hurry up and get on the Spirit Boat!"

Su Wan'er also realized the danger, and pulled Chu Yunfeng onto the spirit boat, and the spirit stone was stuffed into the spirit stone trough desperately.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The spirit boat flew out less than a thousand meters, and a deafening explosion came from behind him, and the huge sound even lifted the spirit boat away.

Fortunately, the altitude of the spirit boat was very low, and the distance was long, so the two were not injured.

Turning over the spirit boat, just as it was about to take off, an unknown object smashed into the ground nearby.

Following the prestige, it was a small snake covered in blood, which was the Qingmang who had been knocked away by Kaoru before.

Before he had time to think about it, Chu Yunfeng picked up the unconscious Qingmang and dragged it to the spirit boat.

"Senior sister, let's go!"

Su Wan'er didn't ask him why he saved the little snake, and she didn't even have the effort to look back to see if there were any survivors, so she just drove the spirit boat and left.