The red eyes of the blood python looked at Qin Yang angrily, and he took a big mouth, spitting out a white gas with a fishy smell.

That white qi flew in front of Qin Yang in an instant, turning into a belt like white silk, trying to bind Qin Yang.

Qin Yang's handle danced so tightly that the white belt couldn't even finish Qin Yang's body.

Seeing that Qin Yang couldn't do anything about the demon magic, the blood python swept the giant tail again, and a wind carried mud and gravel towards Qin Yang.

Qin Yang let out a long roar, and the long sword in his hand turned into Dao sword light and slashed the white belt around Qin Yang's body into several pieces, and the white belt turned into nothingness in an instant.

Without the entanglement of the white band, Qin Yang punched his left hand, and the fist shadow hit the strange wind swept by the python's tail.

With a bang, the strange wind dispersed, and the stones and dirt in it were scattered in fragments.

The blood python opened its huge mouth, ready to spit out white smoke again to attack Qin Yang. Without waiting for the blood python to use the shadow winding technique again, Qin Yang's body suddenly changed, his body turned into a remnant of the Dao, and he arrived in front of the blood python in an instant.

Since he could only fight in close quarters, the closer Qin Yang got to the giant python, the more advantageous he had.

The blood python was obviously unwilling to fight Qin Yang so closely, and the huge python's body twisted and withdrew a foot away.

Qin Yang stabbed the air with a sword, and the blood python took the opportunity to open its mouth and pounce on Qin Yang.

Qin Yang, who couldn't avoid it, straightened his sword and shot out two blue and white sword rays from the tip of the sword towards the blood python's mouth.

The blood python obviously didn't expect Qin Yang to have such a move, and its open mouth was shot by Qin Yang's two sword rays.

Before the giant python could react, Qin Yang had already jumped in front of the giant python, and with a single stroke of the sword, he stabbed one of the blood python's eyes.

The blood python was furious, and the python's tail swept away, and the huge force shook the surrounding space.

Qin Yang felt the violent vibration of the air around him, and he didn't dare to take the blow that the blood python was desperate for, and his body suddenly became lighter, and with the power of the vibration of the air, it floated up like a piece of paper.

The blood python missed the blow with all its strength and was about to retreat.

Qin Yang stabbed a sword at it from the air, and the sword was pierced right on the top of the blood python's head, and the blood python ** burst out, and it was already too dead to die anymore.

Although Qin Yang was very disgusted with this cold-blooded animal, this was the first demon beast that Qin Yang had personally hunted. Therefore, Qin Yang didn't care about the very disgusting fishy smell emanating from the giant python's body, so he cut open the python's stomach and took out the python gall. The most expensive thing on the python is this python gall, which is the raw material for refining low-grade pills.

After doing this extremely disgusting thing, Qin Yang's hands were covered in blood, but he was satisfied, the purchase price of a python gall was three immortal shells.

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This was already the twelfth day that Qin Yang had entered the Hundred Beast Mountain Range, and at this time, the fog on the mountain had gradually dissipated, and the low-level cultivators and martial arts practitioners who were waiting for the fog to dissipate at the foot of the mountain had entered the mountain one after another.

After the two immortal cultivators entered the Hundred Beast Mountain Range, they put away the flying talisman and began to walk on the mountain. The ancient trees in the Hundred Beasts Mountain are towering and overgrown with weeds, and it is not as convenient as walking on the flying charm.

These two immortal cultivators, one was fat and dressed in black, and the other was thin and short, dressed in a green robe. The cultivation of the obese black-clothed monk is the late stage of the day after tomorrow, while the cultivation of the thin monk in the green robe is the great perfection of the day after tomorrow.

The two of them were obviously veterans of the Hundred Beasts Mountain, and after entering the mountain, they walked straight to the depths of the mountain range.

Since they were still in the acquired stage, they had no divine sense, and could only rely on some spells to detect the traces of demon beasts. After three days of walking after the three beasts, he still didn't find a demon beast.

When the two of them were secretly sighing that the demon beasts of the Hundred Beast Mountain Range were not as good as a year, the sound of a fight suddenly sounded in the distance. The two glanced at each other, years of cooperation had brought them to heart, and together they followed the sound of the struggle to a dense forest.

A big man in the middle of the day after tomorrow was fighting with a first-level tiger demon, and he was about to kill the tiger demon, and suddenly two people appeared in front of him, it was the fat man in black and the thin monk in the blue robe.

The fat man smiled and said: "This tiger demon belongs to us, this place for a hundred miles in the garden is ours, and it doesn't matter if I see you again!"

The big man glanced at the fat man, and the short and thin green-robed monk had already killed the tiger demon with three strikes and five divisions.

Dahan had obviously encountered this kind of situation many times, and without saying a word, he put away his magic weapon and quickly left his prey and the two uninvited guests.

The two monks took off the valuable things from the tiger demon and continued to walk deeper into the valley.

After walking in this valley for three days, the two heard the sound of a struggle again. The two looked at each other, followed the sound to a depression, and saw a young man with thick eyebrows cutting a bear demon to extract bear bile.

The fat man in black saw that there was no aura fluctuation on this young man's body, and knew that it was a mortal martial artist. The fat man in black glanced at the short and thin green-robed monk beside him, for this kind of lonely mortal warrior, their principle is to kill.

For immortal cultivators, there are families or sects behind them, and after they are killed, they will be troubled by the people in their families or sects in the future.

And for mortal martial arts practitioners, if you kill it, you will kill it, and there will be no trouble.

Seeing that the short and thin green-robed monk had no objections, the fat man in black slapped the storage bag, and a vermilion gourd appeared in his hand, and he flew forward, and a flame erupted. As soon as the flames erupted, the boy who was cutting the bear to extract his bile had already disappeared from the place, and the flames fell on the place where the boy had just stayed, emitting a scorched smell, and the bear turned to ashes in an instant.

The fat man in black secretly screamed badly, and was about to form a protective shield for the true yuan of luck, when he suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and a sword had penetrated his chest. Before he died, he saw the young man's appearance clearly.

A young man with thick eyebrows, with a calm expression, extremely inappropriate for his age. The fat man in black saw the young man draw his long sword from his chest with an unchanged expression, he glanced at the cave in front of his chest that had not had time to spurt blood, and fell to the ground without saying a word.

This young man is Qin Yang, who has been in the Hundred Beast Mountain Range for more than ten days.

For these two people, Qin Yang had actually found out a long time ago, with the mentality that people don't offend me and I won't offend people, at the beginning, he ignored the two of them.

But the proximity of these two made Qin Yang become alert, and after killing the bear demon in three strokes and two times, he wanted to leave after cutting his guts.

But these two people came too quickly, and Qin Yang hadn't found the bear bile worth two immortal shells.

Unexpectedly, the fat man in black wanted to kill Qin Yang as soon as he came up.

Immortal cultivators have an incomparable advantage over mortal martial arts practitioners, and immortal cultivators can use spells to attack from a distance.

Mortal martial arts practitioners can only take advantage of the two weaknesses of immortal cultivators to deal with immortal cultivators, one is that it takes a certain amount of time for low-level immortal cultivators to cast spells, and the other is that low-level immortal cultivators have a limited distance of spell attacks.

In this case, Qin Yang was naturally not polite, taking advantage of the careless psychology of the fat man in black after spewing out flames, and killed the killer.

The fat man in black used the gourd to release flames to Qin Yang to kill the fat man in black, which happened almost instantly.

The thin green-robed monk felt bad when he saw that his companion was killed in an instant, and immediately wanted to distance himself from Qin Yang, so that he could use his own strengths to attack his weaknesses.