Chapter 25: The Near-Death Crisis

With a "boom", the three-color mountain python behind Ling Piaohan slammed its tail and hit Ling Piaohan's back.

Feeling the whirring sound of breaking wind, Ling Piaohan had to condense a little battle qi on his legs, instantly accelerated, and dodged the blow of the mountain python in a few dodge steps.

With one miss, the mountain python and Ling Piaohan's figure pulled apart a few points, but in just a few breaths, the mountain python accelerated and circled, and then chased after it again.

Ling Piaohan couldn't help but feel creepy as he listened to the "squeeze" sound and the "hissing" sound of the mountain python behind him sweeping over the leaves with its thick body.

The current situation is undoubtedly a desperate situation for him, a spirit beast with the level of a fourth-level warrior is chasing him frantically in the rear, while his body has three wounds, large and small.

And because he didn't bandage it well and exercised vigorously and was bleeding wildly, Ling Piaohan's brain was already in a state of confusion at this time.

Bleeding and exhausting his body caused his brain to stop thinking a little, leaving him with only the mechanical escape.

And with the gradual weakening of his body, his speed tended to slow down somewhat, after all, the only two percent of the battle qi in Ling Piaohan's body could not support his long-term high-speed movement at all.

"What should I do? Are you going to die here today? This damn beast is chasing after you so closely" Ling Piaohan thought helplessly as he cursed the mountain python in his heart.

He slapped himself hard with his hand, just to keep his dazed head awake.

The body has gradually lost its strength, and if you don't use your brain well at this moment, you may be swallowed by the ruthless mouth of the three-color mountain python in the next second.

Ling Piaohan ran past a bush, and suddenly found that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar, this area was the place where he had been looking for spirit beasts before.

He desperately kept his brain active, thinking about the nearby terrain in his memory, "I remember! There is a small cliff more than ten meters ahead!"

Ling Piaohan suddenly recalled the things in his memory, and suddenly his mind was agitated, his eyes widened, and his brain was running desperately at a high speed while fleeing.

"If I ......." Ling Piaohan suddenly had a plan, and then ran towards the small cliff in his memory with all his strength.

Sure enough, after running a few steps, the scene that appeared in front of him and the scene in Ling Piaohan's memory began to overlap.

There are many trees growing on this cliff, and if you don't look closer, it will be difficult to notice that this is a cliff at first.

Ling Piaohan coughed up a mouthful of blood because he forcibly maintained a high-speed running state, but he didn't have time to adjust his chaotic breathing.

Seeing that he was on the edge of this cliff, Ling Piaohan glanced back at the three-color mountain python that pounced with a bloody mouth, gritted his teeth, and his eyes showed a hint of determination.

Then he jumped and disappeared directly from the top of the cliff, and the three-color mountain python was obviously not very familiar with the environment on the outskirts of the mountain range.

I didn't notice a cliff in front of me for the first time, and when I found it, it was only half a meter away, and I couldn't stop moving at high speed.

The moment he fell, his huge python tail wrapped around a small sapling next to him.

But this little sapling didn't even hold on for a second, it broke off directly, and fell off the cliff more than ten meters high with the huge body of the three-color mountain python.

Below the cliff was a small pool, and a few seconds after the python fell, there was a violent "poof" sound below.

After the mountain python slammed into the small waterhole in response, the water splashed directly a few meters away, and even one or two splashed on the cliff.

Seeing that the three-color mountain python had successfully won the trick and fell off this small cliff, Ling Piaohan slowly emerged from behind the cliff.

It turned out that at the moment of jumping down, Ling Piaohan grabbed the thick air roots that spread out from the ancient willows behind the cliff with both hands, and these air roots temporarily saved Ling Piaohan's life.

Ling Piaohan used all the strength in his body and pulled those few air roots to climb up.

At this time, he still couldn't relax, because the moment the three-color mountain python fell, the python's eyes looked at him for a moment, which means that the mountain python knew very well that Ling Piaohan didn't fall at all.

The small cliff is only more than ten meters high, and there is a waterhole below, the mountain python should not be injured when it falls, and the distance of more than ten meters is only a few breaths for the three-color mountain python can climb up.

Time was pressing, and Ling Piaohan didn't have time to rest at all, enduring the intensely painful wound coming from his back.

With the last trace of strength, he jumped deep, climbed onto an ancient tree on the side of the cliff, grabbed the branch and slowly crawled upward, this ancient tree was full of leaves, Ling Piaohan wanted to gamble.

Betting that this three-color mountain python could not successfully find him hiding on the top of the tree, in fact, Ling Piaohan's bet was indeed a bet.

The tricolor python does not want ordinary snakes, his sense of smell is very poor, and if he can't see it with his eyes, he can hardly pursue the enemy through his nose.

Just after Ling Piaohan slowly climbed to the top of the tree, he leaned behind a branch covered with leaves, suppressed his heavy breathing, and tried to keep quiet.

At this moment, Piao Han looked at the surrounding environment, and fled all the way, and the sky was gradually dark.

The waning moon on the horizon gradually became clear, and the cold moonlight sprinkled down, turning into afterglow scattered in this deep forest.

It's a pity that Ling Piaohan didn't have the heart to pay attention to this scenery at this moment, his face was pale at this time, and the blood stains flowing from the corners of his mouth had scabbed slightly, and from time to time he was wet with new bloodstains.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and the rags torn by the demon wolf had been stained red by the wounds on his body again, and the loose strips of cloth leaked bloody red wounds.

The whole body was covered in blood, sweat, and mud mixed with liquid, and it looked really miserable.

Ling Piaohan was lying on the branch at the moment, reminding himself over and over again: "Keep calm, don't move."

Sure enough, after Ling Piaohan lay down, it only took less than ten breaths of effort, and the three-color mountain python quickly climbed up from the other side of the cliff.

At this time, his body was covered with a lot of mud because of the water in the pool, and he looked a little embarrassed.

The look in the python's eyes was not as calm as just now, there was a hint of anger, it seemed that he had been annoyed by Ling Piaohan's design just now, and he didn't plan to play anymore, he just wanted to catch Ling Piaohan and give him a fatal blow directly.

The giant python coiled, and its thick body came to the side of the ancient willow's air root, and checked it several times, but did not find Ling Piaohan's figure.

Immediately, it coiled its huge body again, and searched back and forth around this cliff several times, but Ling Piaohan's figure was not found again.

Finally, with a little anger, he struck the ancient willow with his tail, breaking its trunk directly, and then another volley pumped the broken trunk to the bottom of the cliff.

With the sound of falling water, the three-color python vented the emotions in his heart, turned around and coiled his body, ready to leave.

Just as the mountain python passed by the big tree where Ling Piaohan lived, an accident happened, and the blood that Ling Piaohan shed out gathered on the toes below his body.

Then a drop fell from the tip of the toe, and this drop was not biased or oblique, and it dripped directly on the head of the three-color mountain python.

Instantly aroused the vigilance of the three-color mountain python, raised the python's head, and the sharp python eyes directly saw Ling Piaohan lying on the top of the tree.

"It's over!" Ling Piaohan was shocked in his heart, this one of the mountain pythons raised his head, which was equivalent to telling Ling Piaohan that he had found him, and he would wait for death obediently.