"Rush! Come on! Come on! Come on! Looking at the Teng Snake getting closer and closer under him, Fang Dalei desperately urged his True Qi to control the Netherworld and swoop upward.

The distance between the two of them was getting smaller and smaller, and the snake's bloody mouth was already about to touch the hilt of the Netherworld's sword.

Teng Snake's lantern-like eyes flashed with a cruel light, and he seemed to foresee the fact that Fang Dalei was about to be swallowed by himself.

At this critical moment, Teng Snake's upward trend suddenly stopped, the distance between his mouth and Fang Dalei was only a few centimeters, and even his snake letter could already touch Fang Dalei's sword hilt.

Teng Snake's own face showed a look of astonishment.

It turned out that the Teng Snake had reached the maximum height of the sky, and the rising kinetic energy had been completely exhausted, he unwillingly glanced at Fang Da Lei, who was still rising, turned around, and glided towards the river embankment below.

At this time, only Abe Qinghe was still standing there by the riverside, and in order not to become a burden to Fang Dalei, Ma Yan had already taken a step forward with a bullwhip and hidden.

Speaking of the kung fu to hide his breath, the underworld has to recognize the second, and it is estimated that no one will dare to recognize the first, which is a secret technique.

Fortunately, they left early, and when Teng Snake saw that he couldn't catch Fang Dalei, he had already turned around and glided nearby, ready to grab the horse's face and bullwhip as an appetizer first.

He had already seen that among Fang Dalei and his party, only Fang Dalei and the horse face and bullwhip were human beings and could serve as qualified blood food.

But the horse's face and bullwhip were gone, much to the annoyance of the snake. He circled low for a while, and finally returned to the ground, raised his head, and roared low at Fang Da Lei in the sky.

Fang Dalei looked at the arrogant and provocative Teng Snake and Abe Qinghe, who was still dancing like chicken blood on the side, although he was mentally depressed, and reluctantly continued to step on the flying sword and hover in the air.

"Hey, the difference in strength is too big, Bingbing, what should I do! My current offensive means can't help this snake at all. His own strength is not so strong that it makes people desperate, the problem is that he is too big, his skin is too thick, and my current attack methods are all tickles for him! Fang Dalei consulted Bing Bingdao.

"You can try that stick." Bingbing replied succinctly.

"Sticks?" If Bingbing didn't mention it, Fang Dalei would have forgotten about it, "But is it useful?" ”

"When have I fooled you?"

Although he was a little suspicious, Fang Dalei still took out the swarthy iron rod from the ring, and gently injected a trace of true qi into it, and the true qi immediately skyrocketed, and the skyrocketing three-foot stick was as brilliant as the laser sword that suddenly appeared in Star Wars.

The power of this stick is really good, it has a strong ability to amplify true qi, and it is extremely hard itself, which is very suitable for use as a weapon.

The point is that this thing is too small, it is three feet long, even if you add a stick, it is only about six feet long, compared to ordinary people, the length is enough, but for such a big guy as Teng Snake, isn't it a toothpick for others.

Fang Dalei looked at the short and capable iron rod and was extremely distressed, if only this thing could be a little thicker, at least it could have an effect on the Teng Snake when it was smashed up.

"It's not long enough, you can try to make it longer!" Bingbing said.

"Become? How to change? Is silent meditation long? Fang Dalei said speechlessly, who knows, as his words landed, the iron rod really more than doubled in length, from three feet long to more than six feet long, and then its stick also increased to six feet.

"Nima! No way! So amazing? This is simply a copycat version of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick! Fang Dalei looked at the elongated stick in his hand and exclaimed.

But at the same time, he also discovered that as the stick grew to more than six feet, its weight doubled.

If it really grows long enough to cause damage to the Teng Snake like the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, then the weight will be calculated in tons, and it is still a question whether he can wield it at that time.

"You can confess the Lord with blood and sacrifice it first, and then the added weight will be transferred to the opponent instead of yourself due to the circle inside the stick." Bingbing seemed to see Fang Dalei's doubts and told him a way.

"That's it! I see! But is this really a wishful golden hoop stick? Fang Dalei asked.

"Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick? The Great Sage's stick stayed by his side. However, your stick also has a certain relationship with the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, which is equivalent to the relationship between the copycat Qiankun Ding in your hand and the real Qiankun Ding. ”

"Huh!? Do you mean that this stick is made from a trace of material that fell from the top of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick? Hearing this news, Fang Dalei was unintentionally a little shocked, he didn't expect such an inconspicuous black stick to have such a big origin.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be entangled in the origin of the stick first, but first recognize the Lord and solve the dead snake in front of me, and then say, if you don't solve it, he will crawl out, and then cause panic, but it's your problem. Maybe you'll get merit deducted. Bingbing pointed to the Teng snake on the river beach and said.

I saw that this Teng snake was preparing to leave the river beach and head towards Nandu to find some blood food for himself.

Despite Abe's best efforts to stop it, Teng Snake has become impatient. Abe Qinghe didn't dare to use the secret method to collect the snake, once he collected the snake with this secret method, if he wanted to release it again, he had to go through some sacrifices, otherwise if he released it again, the snake would definitely turn his face with him, and then he would die.

And at this time, if the Teng Snake is put away, he will also die, because Fang Dalei will definitely not let go of himself.

Thinking about it, if Teng Snake wants to eat blood food, let him eat it, how many people can he eat, and besides, this is not Wa Island, so let him go.

Teng Snake crawled towards the outside of the river embankment unhurriedly, the reason why he was unhurried was that he wanted to summon Fang Da Lei from the sky, after all, even if a hundred mortal blood were eaten, the essence blood and energy contained in it could not be compared to what one Fang Da Lei could provide, if possible, he still wanted to swallow Fang Da Lei.

And the dragon and crouching tiger are hidden in this place in China, and he still vividly remembers the tragic scene a hundred years ago, and he doesn't want to be killed again after experiencing death, so he is still more cautious in his actions. Who knows what going out to find a circle of blood food will provoke a ** out.

Fang Dalei didn't know what he was thinking, he saw the Teng snake moving towards the outside of the river embankment, knowing that he couldn't delay any longer, he hurriedly bit his middle finger and forced out a drop of essence blood, and dripped the essence blood on the body of the iron stick, and then urged the true qi to integrate the essence blood into the stick, so that the true qi traveled over and over again.

The moment the essence blood and the stick fused, a feeling of blood connection gushed out.