The scale of this time is really unprecedented, the entire Demon Spirit Mountain Range is shaking, and the fear of the rat tide makes people feel like the end of the world is coming, and the fear of death invades the hearts of every goblin.

In the history of the human world, there have been many large-scale rat plagues, but those rat plagues are nothing compared to today's rat tides, like drizzle.

Tu Xiao'an noticed that there were no less than a dozen third-order demon spirits in the rat tide, and you had to admit that the rat clan was powerful.

The number of light demon spirits is far from comparable to that of their races, let alone the huge number of entire families.

As long as you glance at it, if you are a person with dense phobia, I am afraid that you will foam at the mouth, and it is really a mountain of people.

"Master, what's going on?"

Qinglong swallowed his saliva, frightened, but in the next second, he was suddenly stunned, what was he afraid of, he was in the sky, the rat tide was afraid, and it couldn't reach him.

It's just that the big tree in the sky and the monkey of the monkey clan encountered.

"The soldiers are coming, and the water is coming to cover it" Tu Xiao'an looked at it coldly, secretly paying attention to all kinds of powerful demon qi, and found that there was no aura of the gray demon king.

In other words, this gray demon king still doesn't want to come out, the shelf is really big enough, maybe he is going to use the rat tide to scare himself directly.

In this pomp, before the people appeared, and the body and bones had not moved, there were already thousands of troops acting as a façade.

"Hmph..."

Tu Xiao'an said coldly: "Really I, the king of the snake clan, am the commander of the light pole?"

The Demon Spirit Mountain Rat Clan is everyone, but the Snake Clan is not, and it was once the largest race.

In the past, Tu Xiao'an could summon thousands of poisonous snakes to come out, and now he is preaching in the Demon Spirit Mountain Range.

The snakes of the entire Demon Spirit Mountain Range must hear the order, and they dare not obey.

Fight with me, I don't think you dead rats have to go back alive.

Tu Xiao'an's demonic eyes melted a hint of playfulness, and the Heavenly Sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, and an incomparably powerful snake king's aura stirred up while standing on the Qinglong Back Mountain.

In an instant, the majestic snake moan kicked off, and a huge psychic snake shadow above Tu Xiao'an's head roared in the sky, looking at the world.

This snake king's aura was too powerful and too terrifying, and the rats under Monkey Mountain were so frightened that they rioted, as if they had seen something incomparably terrifying.

Snakes are the natural enemies of mice, and this fear is imprinted in the blood and soul, which is inherited from genes, ordinary mice have no chance of winning when they encounter snakes, and cultivators will not have any chance of winning when they encounter the same level.

Moreover, now, the aura of the third-order supreme snake king was unscrupulously stirred, and a large number of rat spirits were scared to death since they were alive, and more were crushed to death by the snake king's coercion.

The sky was dark for different monkeys and mountain rats, and the snake clan of the Demon Spirit Mountain Range also rioted.

"I am the serpent king, the snake clan of the Demon Spirit Mountain Range, listen to the order, and exterminate the rats"

Tu Xiao'an's voice is like a bell, and his voice is full of supreme majesty, commanding the snakes in the world.

This words echoed in all corners of the Demon Spirit Mountain Range like an alarm bell, and with the imperial breath emitted by the Snake King, the snakes of the Demon Spirit Mountain Range awakened one after another and swarmed towards the Monkey Mountain, thousands of miles away, a snake mountain vacuum, forming a snake tide, sweeping the Monkey Mountain, and there were large groups of snakes joining the snake tide along the way, and the scale was getting bigger and bigger.

"The Serpent King finally summoned me to wait, it's great"

"We snake clans can rise again and let the races of the Demon Mountains dominate the fear of our fangs."

Countless awakened snake species, spirits and snake spirits have emerged from all corners, as if they have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

The snake clan and the rat clan in the Demon Spirit Mountain Range were originally world enemies, but when the Willow Demon King was not born, the snake clan hibernated, and the rat clan continued to grow.

Now the new snake king commands the world, and the snakes actively respond to the call.

"Third-order demon spirit mutant emperor python, follow the will of the snake king, exterminate the rats"

In a deep water tan in the mountain range, a giant python with dark scales and armor of dozens of feet rose from the water of the pool, and swam towards the monkey mountain with an incomparably terrifying snake breath.

"Third-order demon mutant mandala, honor the will of the snake king, exterminate rats"

A giant python with a dazzling color and a horn on its head swept out of a large cave, its scales shining all over, and it also emitted an extremely terrifying aura and rushed towards Monkey Mountain.

"Third-order demon spirit phoenix-tailed cockscomb snake, respect the will of the snake king, exterminate rats"

A strange snake with a long red crown and wings turned into a huge snake shadow and flashed, dozens of times faster than those human planes, and it was not visible to the naked eye.

Tu Xiao'an once encountered a mutated cockscomb snake, but this phoenix-tailed cockscomb snake is the evolution system of the mutant cockscomb snake, a very terrifying snake species, but it is the level of a generation of overlords.

At the same time, the Demon Spirit Mountain Range didn't know how many hidden cultivation snake species broke out of the hole, and in accordance with the will of the Snake King, they fiercely led a group of snakes to Monkey Mountain.

The entire Demon Spirit Mountain Range seems to have become only two creatures, snakes and rats, and the snake-rat war is about to break out.

The other races must retreat from the edge and obediently lie dormant to admit it.

This is the war of the century, representing the survival status of the two races in the Demon Spirit Mountain Range in the future, such a drama, it is rare to see in a hundred years.

The snake tide of the Demon Spirit Mountain Range has formed, and it is mighty towards the rat tide.

In the core area of the snake tide, there is a sea of spectacular waves, all kinds of snake species are strange, and there are mutated snake species everywhere, and each snake is not ordinary.

In front of the tide of snakes, there is a hundred-foot giant python leader, which is the Titan python, the world's largest ancient snake species.

The huge size of this python moves its body casually, and the earth shakes the mountains, and the momentum that swims up is like a thousand troops, not to mention that behind it, there is an endless tide of ocean snakes.

I have to say that the Titan python has a very high status in the snake clan, and it is not simple to lead the snake tide, but in fact, it is not this python that really leads the snake tide, but someone else.

Attentive people will find that above the head of the majestic Titan python stands a slim and slender woman, her white clothes are fluttering, her eyebrows are picturesque, three thousand strands of hair rise in the wind, and her face is covered with white silk, covering the face of Allure.

The woman stood on top of the head of the hundred-zhang python, with ice muscles and jade bones, and her elegance was peerless.

"Xiao An, you have finally succeeded in preaching, and I can finally hand over the snake clan to you in a dignified manner."

"I hope that the snake clan can restore its former glory in your hands and become the number one race in the Demon Spirit Mountain Range again."

The woman in white was faintly excited, she had been waiting for this moment since she knew he was still alive.

All the snake clans were also waiting for this moment, solemnly announcing to the countless races of the Demon Spirit Mountain Range that the snake clan had returned, and their fangs had long been hungry and thirsty.