Throat!

A dull and loud sound came from the mountain of corpses under the giant tree, and the huge black python body, its head was buried deep under the giant tree, and it was trying to pull it out.

More than a dozen black giant pipes burst out of the black python's body, almost trying to entangle the giant tree, but the spatial cracks floating on the shadows of those trees easily tore apart and devoured the minions of those black pythons.

Throat! Throat! Throat!

The sound of dense blows came out of the corpse mountain again, and the black python's body struggled even harder.

Inside the corpse mountain, the figures of hundreds of huge night dragons completely surrounded the entire black python's head, and every second there were countless blows that made the black python tremble.

Those huge black scythes chopped on the black python's body, each time they would bring up the black lings flying everywhere, and they would also shallowly eliminate a layer of blade edges.

None of them can help anyone, because the material is the same material.

It's just that the black python is more miserable, after all, the black python tears apart a black Ling giant night dragon, and it will be beaten by other hundred and ten similar night dragons.

Every time it drops a little bit of bits and pieces, the black python is completely unable to resist.

On top of that, this black python's nest is now occupied by this giant green tree.

It can't recover like a giant green tree.

It's just that the black python's body is huge, so big that it is comparable to the corpse mountain, even if it is attacked day and night like this, I don't know how long it will take.

The opportunity to change war is often in an instant.

Bang!

A loud bang came from the air!

Rumble!

The huge impact has arrived!

Countless black corpses, green gems, and sticky black marsh water were thrown into the air and scattered, like a gust of wind and rain!

Above the mountain of corpses, under the giant tree, a huge hole appeared!

Countless black swamp waters flowed towards the huge space in the corpse mountain, and the roaring waterfall soon submerged the head of the black python and the hundred and ten huge night dragons in the corpse mountain.

Countless brilliant green gems emerged from the bottom of the bottom-out black marsh, and this piece of Kamihara black marsh became a country of green gems!

Countless Tephnut Eyes, piled up. Even if the green color is so serene, this huge gemstone is enough to dye this world with luxury.

The black python's body was almost completely exposed.

It's just that the black python didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Slowly, the huge body of the black python was peeled apart, as if a dense cable had been scattered into several strands.

The black tubes, scattered all over the place, slowly split into smaller strands.

until it splits into filaments that can no longer be divided, becomes extremely transparent, and dissolves in black water.

The whole python disappeared quietly without a trace.

No, it's not completely gone.

The most central section of the python has not yet dissipated, but the remaining section has also been semi-filamentized, almost completely submerged in the black water, leaving only the sharp teeth of the forest, wide open, and not moving at all.

Those giant night warriors, when the nameless explosion occurred, were shattered along with the huge body of the black python.

It is disintegrated and absorbed by the green light which seems to be unscathed again.

It's just that the green light didn't hurt the body, but it seemed to be affected by the brain.

The green light flickered incessantly, irregularly, and the entire center of the Black Swamp resounded with a madly angry whisper!

It's been a long time.

The green light stabilized again, and then it moved again!

Countless filaments condensed, and the black body was printed, which was the body of Tu Fan and his disciples wearing winged helmets and black armor all over his body. It's just that the man stumbled a few steps after being printed, and then drowned in a deep black pool, and there were no bubbles for half a day.

Soon after the man was printed, the filaments began to tremble as if he had been suffering from madness, and the void space on the trees poured down towards the green light of the roots, as if pressuring, and then the filaments seemed to be forced, intermittently printing a second body.

The guards are fully armoured, with deep sunken eye sockets, a sinister face, and a tall body.

As soon as the man was printed, he seemed to be eager to break free from the black threads under the green light, looked around, and then stabbed himself into the waterhole.

The green light stopped flickering and whispering, the filaments all stopped moving, and the void space on the shadows of the trees stopped pulling.

It's as if everything is waiting for an answer at the bottom of the black pool.

The sudden formation of the black water waterfall did not stop, and fell into the black water pool, stirring the water surface uneasy, and it was impossible to see anything clearly.

Scold!

A black shadow sprang out, with distinct wings on its head, and its arms kept flapping the water, but it was ruthlessly pressed back into the black pool by the falling black waterfall.

Scold!

After a while, the black shadow came up again!

This time, it was the black shadow of the Praetorian Guard's full armor who tightly strangled the black shadow of the wing shadow above his head with his arm, and although his face was completely black, he could still see that hideous smile!

The man with wings above his head slapped helplessly on the surface of the water with one hand, and the other hand desperately tried to break free from the killing god behind him.

Unable to return to the sky, the man slowly stopped struggling, and his arms hung weakly into the black water.

The green light, which had watched the whole process, seemed to be motionless, and hung there silently.

It's just those condensed transparent filaments, hanging high, as if something is brewing.

The victorious god of slaughter, beaming with pride, swam to the shore with his arms constantly beating the water.

Roar!

The killing god roared at this swamp of green light and brilliant gems!

Tear and pull!

A huge thunderclap sounded behind the Grim Reaper, who turned around, and the silvery sparks of electricity were already raging on the black pool!

Just for a moment.

The whole waterhole seemed to be shaken by something.

Huge ripples rippled from the center of the pool, and when they reached the shore, they had turned into monstrous waves, splashing the Grim Reaper's head and body!

Uneasiness, deep uneasiness.

The dark eyes of the Grim Reaper could not see what was happening beneath the pool.

But no matter how black the black water is, it can't stop the miserable white light.

It was the candle flame that countless lives had come to an end, it was the stellar remains of miracles.

The black shadow of the wings above his head resurfaced, holding a handful of strangely shaped objects in both hands.

A mass of silvery-white molten metal, after a high-speed flight, pulls out a jagged splattery tail.

On that mass of metal, there seems to be a handle that is not thick or thin, just enough for people to hold, but that handle seems to be broken.

The whole thing looks like a shoddy, hammerhead.

The Grim Reaper didn't understand what it was, it only knew it was a threat.

Empty!

Fragments of countless green gems splashed beside the blackpool!

The figure of the Grim Reaper crushed the gem beneath his feet, and in an instant, he burst into flames towards the figure hanging above the pool of water.

Strike first!

It's just that the black shadow on the quiet pool just waved so lightly, holding the weird hammer without making too many movements, directly facing the god of death that had easily strangled him before.