Suddenly, two rhinos fell to the ground and fainted, and the other two rhinos also slipped far away, and more importantly, they were out of the reach of the tendrils.

Fang Ling's idea was very simple, that is, to keep the armored rhinoceros far away, so he deliberately used his real body as bait to lure the python whiskered moth to smash the armored rhinoceros far away.

The python moth obviously didn't expect this, and rolled up a head of armored rhinoceros and smashed, and it didn't take long for the armored rhinoceros to fall dozens of feet away, and the tendrils seemed to have extended to the limit, unable to roll back the armored rhinoceros that had been thrown out.

Fang Ling snorted lightly, Kun Heavy Knife popped out of his back, landed on his left hand, he was as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and rushed straight towards the python moth.

"Boom-boom-"

The front end of the tendrils of the python moth collapsed straight, like a sharp arrow piercing towards Fang Ling, and every time it missed, it hit a large pit on the ground, the gravel was "chaotic" and "shooting", the dust was all over the sky, and the chaotic breath hit and made a continuous blasting sound.

Fang Ling's figure was hidden in the dust, and even if he tried to distinguish it with the naked eye, he could only see a series of flickering afterimages.

Although the strength of the python moth was great and its speed was fast, it still could not cause damage to Fang Ling, and Fang Ling was getting closer and closer to it.

Around the valley, the disciples of the three major schools also fought to the death with thousands of low-level moths, these moths have high and low levels, and their abilities are also very different, the most terrifying thing is those moths that contain toxins, open their mouths and spew poisonous "liquid", and the dust scattered by waving their wings is also highly poisonous, which makes people unguardable, plus the huge number, just looking at it makes people's hearts numb.

However, when everyone saw Fang Ling fighting the python whiskered moth alone, coupled with the stern training just now, everyone's battle spirit was suddenly stimulated, and for a while, the battle spirit boiled high, and almost everyone exerted their strength far stronger than usual.

Fang Ling finally rushed to the edge of the valley, he jumped up, like a sharp arrow shot out of the valley wall towards the dozens of feet high python whisker moth spray "shot" away, the sound of the wind in the ears of the sound, clothes sound, as if flying.

The python whisker moth hissed and screamed, and the tendrils as thick as the python's body stabbed at Fang Ling one by one, and where the thorns went, the hard rocks on the valley wall broke like tofu dregs, rolling down, and smashing up billowing dust.

Seeing that the tendrils could not stop Fang Ling's approach, the python moth spread its wings and jumped to the ground, Fang Ling roared, kicked on the boulder, and flew with the help of force, and landed on the back of the python moth.

He leaned down, and at the same time slashed at the back of the moth, but he didn't expect that the back of the moth was as soft as water, and with the elasticity of non-Chenjin, he actually bounced back the knife that was ten percent of his cultivation.

Fang Ling sneered, since ordinary attacks couldn't work, then the only way to use the Spirit Devouring Ghost Hand was to do so.

As soon as he pressed his right hand on the moth's back, the jet-black soul-devouring qi suddenly appeared around his arm, like a black 'color' bite on the moth's back, devouring the python's whiskered moth's soul qi.

The python whisker moth immediately made a dull sound like thunder, and the tendrils rolled towards his back, Fang Ling waved the Kun heavy knife, the knife weighed more than a thousand catties, and it shook these tendrils back.

The python whiskered moth felt the gradual disappearance of the breath of life, its eyes emitted inches of black light, opened its big mouth and let out a sharp whistling, spread its wings, and flew straight towards the higher sky.

As soon as the giant moth soared into the sky, the air flow spurted towards Fang Ling like a sea 'tide', and as the giant moth flew higher and higher, the speed became faster and faster, and the intensity of the air flow was also amazing, Fang Ling's eyes couldn't be opened, he only felt like a knife cut, but the more this was the case, the more impossible it was for him to let go of his hand.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Ling urged the thunder energy to pour into his right arm, and suddenly, the thunder light flashed in his right arm, and the enhanced Soul Devouring Qi suddenly expanded, and the black 'colored' aura gave birth to countless tentacles, winding towards the surroundings of the Python Whisker Moth, just like the appearance of the Spirit Devouring Blood Dragon back then.

Not only that, in these black "colored" aura, there was actually a faint trace of blood light, and those blood lights faintly formed a blood dragon phantom, using its thick body to entangle the python whisker moth.

The wings were bound, and the python whistled more sharply, as if it were about to burst people's eardrums, and at the same time, it could not fly high, like a meteorite flying from the sky and falling towards the valley.

The howling sound was sharp, and the low-level moths that had been fighting with the people of the Mochizuki Sect seemed to have been summoned, and they flew towards the python whiskered moths in a swarm.

The people were fighting at this time, and almost half of them were injured, but none of them were cowardly.

At this time, the moths flew away, and everyone had a chance to turn their attention to another battlefield, and when they saw the situation in mid-air, they suddenly gasped.

I saw Fang Ling half-squatting on the back of the python moth, his right hand exuding a huge black "color" air mass, which was like a giant octopus, stretching out thick tentacles to restrain the python beard moth, not only that, if you look closely, you will find that black "color" There was a roaring blood dragon hidden in the breath, which was biting on the neck of the python whisker moth at this time, greedily devouring the breath of the living beings, while the python moth opened its mouth and swallowed the low-level moth that flew into its mouth, wantonly replenishing the lost vitality, barely flapping its wings, reducing the speed of its descent.

You must know that the strength of the python whisker moth has also reached the initial stage of the Tianrong Realm, and this is still a terrifying beast of the desolation, its strength is obvious to everyone, and the tendrils can easily throw the armor rhinoceros out, this is not a joke, it stands to reason that even if Fang Ling has the cultivation of the initial stage of the Tianrong Realm, I am afraid that it will take a hard battle to defeat it, and it may even be a lose-lose.

Such a terrifying beast as the Flood Desolation Beast has been passed down from generation to generation by the predecessors of the Xianmen, although everyone has never seen it before, but their hearts have long been full of awe of this kind of thing.

However, Fang Ling and this desolate beast didn't fight for long, and they actually clearly gained the upper hand, which was simply incredible. No one knows what the black 'color' aura he released is, but being able to make the python whisker moth continue to devour the parasitic low-level moths to replenish energy shows how terrifying that thing is, and the blood dragon faintly appearing in the black 'color' breath makes people have an instinctive sense of fear.

At this time, Fang Ling was like the incarnation of the god of death, and his arrogant aura was like the sickle of the god of death, and he was rapidly cutting the "life" of the fierce beast of the desolation.

Indeed, if Fang Ling was just an ordinary Heavenly Fusion Realm martial artist, it would not be easy to deal with the Python Whisker Moth, however, the powerful body forged by the Nine Heavens Thunder Strength, the earth-shattering method created by the combination of the Sun Melting Moon Solution Technique and the String Moon Technique, coupled with the magic weapon formed by the 10,000-year-old Spirit Devouring Spirit that devoured the qi of living beings and the newborn blood dragon that also devoured the primate of all things, made Fang Ling's strength enough to compete with the martial artists at the peak of the Heavenly Fusion Realm.

No matter how much the python whiskered moth devours the low-level moth, it can't keep up with the speed of the flow of the living soul's qi, after all, whether it is the 10,000-year-old soul devourer or the blood dragon, it is an extremely terrifying thing against the sky, and the power generated by the fusion of these two things is not something that a low-level desolate beast can resist?

The black "colored" soul devouring qi finally completely wrapped the python whisker moth together, it struggled hard, screaming, but instead it was entangled by the blood dragon more and more tightly, a large amount of soul qi was devoured by the blood dragon, flowing into the hands of the soul devouring ghost, Fang Ling also quietly absorbed the energy in the ghost's hand, and benefited greatly.

When the python moth was finally exhausted and got on the ground early, Fang Ling's mind moved, and he took back the spirit devouring qi, he slowly stood up from the moth's back, and looked around at everyone, as if the gods had descended to earth, and his posture was heroic, and no one could match.

Everyone seemed to have witnessed a miracle, holding their breath, for fear of disturbing the peaceful atmosphere, and their eyes were even more "revealed" with reverence, even Jiang Sixteen and Ding Yu were no exception, Wei Yunfan was stunned on the spot, his heart was as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, at this time he knew how arrogant and ridiculous he said just now that he wanted to surpass Fang Ling, how correct was the selfishness and narrow-mindedness that Fang Ling scolded before, how many years would it take to surpass Fang Ling, and to achieve the strength he showed now?

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Fang Ling laughed loudly and said, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you come and find Neidan! Moth-like fierce beasts are an outlier among fierce beasts, low-level moths can find three or four Neidan, and such a big python moth is afraid that it can only find twenty or thirty!"

Everyone was stunned again, they didn't expect Fang Ling to be so generous to let everyone dig up the Inner Dan, including the Inner Dan of the Python Whiskered Moth, Jiang Sixteen hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Fang, it is all your credit that we can stand here safe and sound, and these Inner Dans are not what we should take." ”

It's not that everyone doesn't want Neidan, but what Jiang Sixteen said is so correct, people saved your life, why are you embarrassed to ask for other people's loot?

Fang Ling laughed out loud and said, "Have you forgotten what I just said? Since everyone wants to advance and retreat together, they will naturally enjoy this spoils together, if you don't come, won't what I just said be in vain?"

"This ......" Everyone looked at each other, and Tian Zhonghao roared at this time: "Since Senior Brother Fang is so generous, why should we stick to small sections, go on!"

Everyone immediately cheered, and rushed towards the python moth in unison, seeing Wei Yunfan stunned on the spot, Fang Ling flew to his side, and said with a slight smile: "Senior Brother Wei, you have to be stunned here, the inner pill of the python beard moth will not have your share." ”

Looking at Fang Ling's bright smile and listening to the generous words without selfishness, Wei Yunfan felt the urge to cry, he tried his best to suppress this emotion, and asked with a crying voice: "Fang ...... Senior Brother Fang, I treat you like this, why do you still give me the Inner Dan?"

Fang Ling smiled lightly, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Since they are from the same family, they are brothers, how can there be brothers who are not noisy, how can there be no fighting?" But no matter how they fight, the friendship between these brothers will only get deeper and stronger, and Senior Brother Wei will step on the path of cultivating the truth, so why should he be obsessed with such a trivial matter?"

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