Black pythons, of course, have brains.

The black janissaries who had been buried under the shards of the slope were resurrected.

And it was reproduced again!

Then there were still more black figures crawling out of the black python's body, and as soon as they became familiar with the battlefield, the black touch tube behind them broke away, and then the cycle continued.

Of course, these guards are not Qi Yu's three-in-one opponents, and even all of them are not combined.

But when they didn't care about their lives, Qi Yu could only flee in the wilderness.

The number of Praetorian guards has increased, more than double that of the beginning.

They now lowered their bodies, changed their previous posture of opening and closing openly, covering and reminding each other, and with some black touch tubes, they surrounded Qi Yu.

Qi Yu's expression moved slightly, is this to trap me?

So what is the black python going to do?

The black python spent this effort, of course, for another purpose.

Now its tip seemed to be thinner, as many of the black tentacles had been peeled off, helping the new Praetorian Guard to be born.

And its essence is that it is hovering at the bottom of the pit.

The looming pit bottom, the gentle and diffuse brilliance, the huge black rod and the black sinuous huge body are constantly approaching.

The black rod that penetrated the heavens and the earth, whether it was a supreme treasure in the ancient legends of Qi Yu's mother country or not, the current power was definitely worthy of its prestige.

Those black particles are still forcibly separated and attracted from everything around them, forming a black mist in the air that does not see the five fingers, and slowly injecting into their bodies.

Those black mist streams are indistinguishable from the body of the black python on the ground.

And the black python is trembling violently now, and Qi Yu, who is constantly avoiding the encirclement and suppression of the black guards, can obviously feel it.

The black python couldn't tell what it was.

It only instinctively approached the massive black pillar.

On his body, countless black mist was steaming, and even his own thoughts contained in his brain were becoming more and more blurred.

I really want to be one with this pillar.

The black python's body was constantly elongated, strangely around the black giant rod, pulled into an unusually perfect circle, and then continued to shrink towards the center, approaching the surface of the pillar.

It melts in, melts in, and it's so comfortable.

The black python feels that his current thinking is very slow, so slow that he can't stand it.

It's best to ditch the creatures that look like you, and let yourself easily blend in with the pillar in front of you without any burden.

The black python couldn't help but look back at the black guards who were integrated with him, and Qi Yu who was moving back and forth under his encirclement, that person was really annoying, but why was he so annoying, those reasons, I remembered it just now, why can't I remember it now?

"It's so annoying!"

An inexplicable feeling suddenly appeared in Qi Yu's mind, very unfamiliar, and did not belong to any person Qi Yu had come into contact with.

Who is it?

Without receiving a response, Qi Yu looked at the guards in front of him and those black touch tubes, their speed suddenly slowed down.

What's going on?

Qi Yu tentatively approached one of the janissaries, and pointed his short blade towards the black fragment in the guard's hand.

Throat!

The violent friction and crashing sounds, as well as the heavy feedback, proved that they were really just slow, and their combat power was not lost in the slightest.

Those black touches are even more retracted to the body.

The enemy's current attack can easily open more, but Qi Yu did not relax his vigilance.

His eyes fell to the bottom of the pit.

After a while, there was already a strong change there.

There the black python did not struggle at all, and the front half of its entire body was tightly attached to the top of the black rod.

Like a circle of melted black chocolate on a black pillar. The sharp teeth, like broken white hazelnuts, were scattered around and fit the surface of the black rod, and then the edges were blurred, as if they were about to blend in.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the black brain.

A mass of black paste-like stuff tightly wrapped around the brain, desperately trying to break free.

Qi Yu didn't have any ideas.

Because he can't move now!

It is still a strange sense of thought, and the two are now being repeatedly displayed in the Civic of Nirvana.

One is the indescribable feeling of extreme satisfaction.

One is a gloomy and cold feeling full of strong hatred.

Qi Yu became a bystander this time.

Because soon a third thought came in.

It is a complex of thoughts and feelings that transmits countless desires that cannot be satisfied.

Massive, pressing.

And Hetu and Nirvana, I don't know where they went at this time.

Qi Yu couldn't summon them.

What's even more terrifying is that Qi Yu found that the last thing to arrive was.

It's clearly yourself.

In the field of vision, black flames kept steaming.

In the steaming flames, a white and dazzling figure remained motionless not far from him.

Next to that little figure, there were more vague and floating tall figures that were surrounding the figure at a rate that played frame by frame.

Qi Yu's heart was cold, it was himself.

The thoughts were clear and clear, and at that moment, the figure of a huge black rod reappeared in Qi Yu's field of vision.

Just now, myself, possessed a stick?

Rao is Qi Yu has experienced a lot, but he still can't help but be stunned.

Throat! Throat! Throat! Throat!

Qi Yu, who was stunned, was quickly awakened by the huge pulling and crashing sound coming from his body.

A wake-up glide over Qi Yu's Civic was Hetu.

Qi Yu paid a little attention, and the sharp fragments that were slashing in front of him came into view.

Scold!

Qi Yu reversed his hands, held the short blade, and pulled out a brilliant spark against the fragment, slicing off the fingers of the janissary guard's hand, and then went all the way up, cutting his entire arm into two pieces.

The fishy hot liquid kept flowing down the short blade, and it was a slippery piece.

"Hetu!"

Qi Yu took advantage of the height difference, stepped on another guard behind the guard, and jumped into the air, his face under the mask was like ink.

Pounce!

The thin wings flew away, and Qi Yu pounced on the bottom of the pit.

There, the black brain nucleus, torn to pieces by the strong gravitational pull, but despite this, it seems to have managed to escape the attraction of the black rod.

Not far from the stick, the first half of the black python has been completely absorbed by the stick, and the remaining second half is now without any movement, like a half-burned candle, lying at the bottom of the pit.

Now, the front of the half-body that seemed to melt, countless black catheters flew up from the melted port, and rushed forward to meet the brain nucleus that was about to break free from the rod.

Don't let them touch!

Qi Yu is now full of this thought!

Peng!

The silent air at the bottom of the pit was violently shaken by the sound of a strong impact.

Black smoke rolls up, white fog sweeps away!

Qi Yu, who was gliding, waved forward with his arms trembling at the moment!

The black short blade was thrown out at a rapid pace!

On Qi Yu's arm, the black fine lings were completely exploded, leaving only a few strands of filaments entangled, and the exposed arms, the green tendons were swollen, and the black fine spots were all under the skin.

And as soon as the black short blade struck, it broke through a certain limit, and appeared between those filaments and the black brain nucleus in the blink of an eye.

Did it work?

Qi Yu can't take care of it, can't look closely!

The moment the short blade left his hand, the black flying wings behind Qi Yu burst into countless filaments, wrapping around those black contact tubes.

"Over to you, Hetu, Nirvana."

Qi Yu closed his eyes at that moment.

Behind him, the black filaments broke down again, into filaments that were invisible to the naked eye, and then slammed into the black touchtubes.

No matter how tight the black contact tubes were, how tough the shells were, and how similar the materials were to the black lings, those filaments melted into them as if they were nothing.

Then those black tentacles flew up and stabbed hard at the backs of those black janissaries!

Drink!

Qi Yu's body trembled heavily!

Countless silver-white electric snakes, passing through the black touch tubes from those filaments, and then attacking those janissaries!

In the invisible Civic, Qi Yu's thoughts instantly had countless unfamiliar thoughts in front of him.

Those thoughts and feelings have a common feeling and frequency for Qi Yu, and they are now under the combing of Hetu and Nirvana, constantly adjusting their frequencies and contributing their memories.

Those memories copied from the black python are being flipped through by Hetu and Nirvana.

In the contemplative space of the battle helmet, Nirvana is the king.

Time and space, the rules are exaggerated.

At this time, Qi Yu, who seemed to be asleep, had the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.