Bai Ya got up from the ground, patted the soil on his body, and kept his eyes on the huge python.

"No weapons." He said, "With this knife you can't help it." ”

"Do you see the scales? It's as thick as the walls of the Martial Kingdom, and it's invulnerable. Qi Huan also stumbled to his feet, estimating that he was afraid that he would flash his waist. Although there was a canopy as a cushion, he still didn't have time to adjust his position when he fell, and fell straight to the ground. But fortunately, Lao Bai looks fine.

"The candle shines in its belly."

"I guess it's all turned into a pile of scrap metal!"

"No, that's Shui Wujun's knife. Besides, the pair of knives is of great use to it...... They may be in danger. ”

The two of them rushed all the way back to the same place. At this moment, Liu Shenghan and Jun Aoyan had been trying to convince those believers to stay away from this dangerous place. If they're stupid enough to stay here and don't leave, they'll die. But that's not the problem, it's that they can't leave. Those who are lost seem to be more sensitive than they are, and it is precisely because of the lack of certain parts of their bodies that they seem to be more aware of what they are not aware of for a while. They all seem to be in some kind of illusory pain......

"My hands, my hands hurt so much......"

"My legs too!"

"The ground - the ground is cracked!"

"There's a tsunami!"

Are they all crazy? No one listened to them, as if they couldn't hear them at all. And this is far from the sea, where did the tsunami come from? Although the ground had just trembled, it was now much calmer, how could anyone still be immersed in tremors? Even more outrageous are those who cry out for pain because of where they feel pain...... Clearly no longer exists, long gone.

No matter how much the believers shouted and fled, they just kept circling in the area. Yingyuejun lamented and told them to stop caring about these people.

"They can't hear it." Yingyuejun said, "Over the years, their hearts have long been eroded by the whispers of the python god. If you look at it for too long now, your senses will ......."

Jun looked at Maharaja's massive body. Is it a delusion? It was indeed larger and more twisted than it had been when it had first broken ground. It's like a heat wave under the heat that is steaming, but the heat wave does not come from it, it should be a more cold and ruthless existence. So is the field of vision distorted, or is it itself something that cannot be seen directly?

“…… I'm a little nauseous. Jun Aoyan covered his stomach, "It feels like it's on a boat." But I've never been seasick......"

"Don't look at it." Yingyuejun said.

Liu Shenghan couldn't help asking, "How did you seal it in the first place...... How should we act? ”

"Whatever we want to do, it's transparent in its eyes, and the plan is of no use, only instinct." Yingyue-kun frowned, "It's almost impossible to kill it. It's stronger and more difficult to deal with now than it used to be......"

"Proud face! Chills! Yingyue-kun - are you all okay?! ”

When Qi Huan ran over, he almost fell again, and in order to maintain his balance, there was a sharp pain in his waist. The girls watched the two of them coming, and Jun Aoyan stepped forward to help Qi Huan. Liu Shenghan sighed softly:

"Luckily, it hasn't moved yet. Maybe...... It's just waiting for us to act. ”

"It's so arrogant." Qi Huan rolled his eyes.

"It's going to negate our plans one by one, and beat us again and again, just right." Bai Ya may have figured out the code of this giant python, "Because it likes despair, it will destroy our confidence and will first." ”

Qi Huan glanced at him: "That...... Are you confident? ”

"Nope."

“……”

There was still wailing and chaos around them, and they had to try to filter it out of their senses. Jun Aoyan slammed the Mo knife to the ground, and sighed helplessly: "It's too big, my knife is as brittle as a branch." The magic weapons were also scattered in the ruins, and so were Lao Bai's knives...... Is there anything else that can be used against it? ”

Qi Huan also raised his head and looked at the monster that was indifferent to all the ants in front of him. It stares at them lazily, sometimes squinting slightly, like a child who has just learned to walk bends down and looks at ants busy on a rainy day. But how do the ants know when this uncertain human cub will suddenly step down and stomp everything to pieces?

Perhaps compared to the panic of the cookie-cutter crowd that it has seen, a few of their rather calm special items are more worth watching.

"You reminded me!" Qi Huan suddenly clapped his hands, "Although the magic weapon is not with us, it ...... We can also borrow the power of the magic weapon. I've got to try...... Talk to it. ”

Yingyuejun looked at him: "What should I do?" ”

"Wait-" Liu Shenghan suddenly remembered something, "You mean, you want to ...... Like communicating with a tengu, into its heart? Don't do it, it's too dangerous. ”

With that, the huge python suddenly leaned down. The remaining clods of dirt and dust fell on it, and several people took a few steps back. The surrounding believers suddenly seemed to have received some kind of command, stopped, and stood in place in a trance, motionless. This scene scared several people, but no one fled.

The long head of Maharaja drooped low, and its avatar stepped down. The disgusting body was riddled with holes, as if it was being controlled by some force that could not be seen directly...... It's not alive. As if he heard Qi Huan's heart, he didn't need him to say anything, and the python god took the initiative to come to them.

"It's not ...... Wan Qi's family crest? ”

Qi Huan suddenly took a step back. Friends looked at him and saw that he had suddenly turned pale. What kind of play is this? Qi Huan clearly didn't say anything, didn't do anything. Could it be that Maharaja did something? But it wasn't like it, it just stood across from them and said the only thing.

Wan Qiu's family crest?

It should have known it a long time ago. Qi Huan never wrapped the shield around his hand again, and from the eyes of the Chu priest, Maharaja should have seen the lines before. Why does it say it now? This is...... Do you have ulterior motives?

Maharaja raised a sharp claw, just a light hook on his fingertips, and the back of Qi Huan's hand suddenly emitted a burning flame. He let out a subconscious scream. Qi Huan covered the back of his right hand with his left hand, curled up in pain. The python god stepped forward without hesitation, grabbed his right arm, and pulled it in front of his eyes as if he had taken an object. Wherever it goes, it leaves a carbonized footprint.

"What do you want to do!"

Bai Ya grabbed the broken blade and was about to rush forward, but the python god raised his other hand, and a red light flung over like a whip, immediately lifting him to the ground. Liu Shenghan went to pick him up, and Jun Aoyan clenched the knife. But at this time, Yingyuejun stretched out her hand to stop her. Qi Huan's right arm, which was held in the hand of Maharaja, was still glowing bright red, although it had faded from the fire.

The mark seemed to be clearer, darkening some of the old scars. The outermost layer of the sigil is a circle of sun wheels, and thorn-like flames of light spread disorderly and wildly. Inside the Rim, there is a strange animal, perhaps a bird. Because it's simplified, it looks a bit abstract. It flipped its head over and looked behind it, its wings and tail feathers raised high, meeting the sun wheel. Below, there are three slender feet, which are also connected to the sun wheel.

It can be seen that it is probably inspired by the three-legged golden crow.

"Are you the heir of the Wan Qi family?" Yingyuejun looked at him and frowned slightly.

Qi Huan's face was only pale and pale, he didn't seem to feel any pain, only numbness. After Bai Ya straightened up, he glared at the monster viciously, and his gaze finally moved silently to Qi Huan's body.

"Pray...... Wan Qi? ”

"I think I've heard ......," even Liu Shenghan muttered.

Jun Aoyan seemed to be unaware. She felt inexplicable about this, and some of her expressions became angry:

"What's that? But、But so what?! What kind of trick did this monster play on you to make you change your mind one by one? We've been with him all the way, don't we know him? And didn't he be honest with us about their family? Why do we want to dig into the root of this, uncover his blood scabs and dig out his wounds? You can't ...... Can't you just turn a blind eye to my business? ”

Yingyuejun's beautiful face added a little sadness. Proud of his heart, he came to her in two steps and grabbed her hand:

"Tell me, you're just, just scared by this snake, aren't you? Pray for him to ......"

"So you didn't tell them."

A smile of success appeared on Maharaja's face, and he was very satisfied with the effect. Qi Huan felt that his strength was drained, perhaps for many reasons...... But he just couldn't stand up. Now, with the strength of the python god's hand, he carried him like a down-and-out dog's forelegs.

"How can you not tell them?" He whispered, "Aren't they your best and only friends?" Isn't it? Or are they unworthy? Not worthy of the bloodline that has been passed down from your family for a hundred years......"

"Don't, don't say it......"

He almost pleaded, but he knew it was pointless. But his weak voice was blinded by a mysterious force that tempted him to speak. Qi Huan felt very confused in his mind, and the only thing he remembered clearly was how much trouble his faint thoughts had caused him.

"Ah...... Look, it's pathetic. It looked at his hand as if it were a commodity, "such a beautiful family crest, covered with old scars...... We can see how a child who struggles and struggles in his heart, how he struggles with bloodline and fate, hopes and worries, and the future and the unchangeable honor, how - how to give up the story! Let's take a look, the marks of the knife, the marks of the iron brush, and the traces of the fire...... It's such an admirable feat, it's prettier, isn't it? ”

The nail of his other hand gently scraped the colorless scars, and the brilliance of the family crest flashed.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that it didn't wipe it off." The demon's voice could not make out the compassion of the words, "No matter what you do, even if you peel off your skin and bones, it will continue to appear on all scars, covering all traces and covering your suffering, just as those petty struggles are just dumb riddles dripping into a river." It's still so pretty...... It hasn't faded since you were born. This is such a vivid reproduction of your family's rumors - are you satisfied? ”

"Satisfied with the honor I have personally bestowed upon you?"