Chapter Eighty-Eight: Tearing the Python

The python didn't expect the unknown creature in front of him to be so powerful, you must know that it has been the king here for decades, and no prey has ever been able to escape its own blow. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But fortunately, the python did not completely rely on devouring to catch its prey, its tail rolled up, turned over from the giant tree, and directly wrapped Li Qingyuan's whole body tightly.

This is the method that pythons usually use to deal with large prey, even if it is a fierce beast such as a lion and tiger, it can only hate Jiuquan when it encounters this trick.

Although Li Qingyuan's current figure looks relatively burly, it is a pity that for this giant creature, it still looks slightly thin.

"Dead beasts dare to go against the master!" Although he was tightly trapped by the python around his waist and thighs, he did not panic in the slightest.

Li Qingyuan grabbed the python's head with both hands and shouted.

Teng Xiaoxia only felt that his whole person seemed to swell in a circle, and a pale red blood shadow went straight to the sky.

The palms that didn't look like they had been exercised for a long time were ten fingers that were deeply embedded in the python's body.

Ten holes were opened in the neck, and anyone would go crazy.

The python's whole body coiled in pain, trying to quickly hang the prey.

Feeling the burst of coercion coming from his abdomen, Li Qingyuan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and his entire waist was entangled by the giant python.

You must know that the twisting force of this giant python can directly strangle the buffalo, if it weren't for his physical fitness, which has now far surpassed that of normal humans, he would have been coiled to death by this python.

"Open it to Lao Tzu!"

With an earth-shattering roar, the blood rain fell in the sky.

Although Teng Xiaoxia was still dozens of meters away from the battle scene, the sparse blood still hit her smooth and jade-like ketone body scatteredly.

As for Li Qingyuan, who was at the center of the battle, he became a bloody man.

Just now, the man relied on the strength of ten fingers in the palms of his two hands to tear the head of the giant python off its body alive.

Although the snake creature could continue to survive for a few more hours without a head, the body that was originally coiled on his body slowly lost its strength, and was torn off by Li Qingyuan.

Looking at the man who looked like a god and a demon, Teng Xiaoxia didn't know what to say in her heart.

This is much more shocking than any hand-to-hand devil, after all, from the perspective of authenticity, it is still possible to tear up the living.

But tearing the python by hand, this is really beyond the scope of human imagination.

The body of the python, which had lost its head, was still twitching unconsciously on the ground, and the majestic blood stained the ground around it into a hellish scene.

And the man standing in the center of hell, covered in blood, with a mouthful of snow-white teeth, looked like a giant beast of the wilderness that was about to be devoured.

Teng Xiaoxia no longer knows who is more terrifying between this man and the strange python she met that night, anyway, these two creatures are unconventional existences beyond her cognition.

It's like ordinary people encountering demons, whether it's a monster who has only cultivated for a thousand years, or a demon king who has cultivated for 10,000 years.

For the average person, the result is all the same.

"Bad luck!"

Looking at the red blood mist slowly floating in the sky above the python, Li Qingyuan scolded secretly.

The red ones can't be absorbed anymore!

Ever since he was almost killed by He Xiaoxue in the shelter that night, he realized that no matter what kind of power he had, it was safest in his own hands.

But with only one ghost book, what can he do to improve his physical strength!

Draw a lesson from a bitter experience!

I have to say that although Li Qingyuan is an otaku, when he is stubborn, that crazy spirit can scare everyone to death.

Nine Evil Alchemy!

The secret technique of the evil sect handed over to him by the Mountain Master of the Five Ghost Peaks was originally just a deception set up to let him practice He Xiaoxue into a yin evil.

This is a secret method of evil sects that has been passed down from generation to generation in the corpse chasing world, and it is used to refine the best yin evil, and no one would have imagined that there would be living people to practice this kung fu.

He Xiaoxue's rapid improvement in strength in the next few days was witnessed by Li Qingyuan himself, although he knew that this evil method would definitely be delirious in the end, but he was in a hurry.

In the absence of any cultivation method, he could only rely on this.

After all, He Xiaoxue was still conscious before the death of the ninth victim, so he was not afraid of any backlash.

It's a big deal to only absorb eight at most, and it's good not to absorb the ninth step.

Because of the help of scriptures, Li Qingyuan does not have to passively absorb like He Xiaoxue, but can independently absorb the soul he wants.

Guangnan has already become a rumor after the disappearance of the three beauties last time, but fortunately, he doesn't need to absorb the soul of a human anymore.

After all, although human beings claim to be the spirits of all things, in terms of instinctive strength and biological quality, they are still too far from beasts.

Money can make the devil grind, and after a large amount of silver was scattered, the three poor black bears that were bred became his first sacrifices.

It's just a farmed black bear, but it's a real bear!

With the strength of three black bears, he can indeed no longer be called a human now.

Of course, the tyrannical factor hidden in the black bear's bloodline has also subtly changed his character.

Fortunately, the beast is a beast after all, and the brain capacity is limited, and the invasion of his mind is also very low.

If it weren't for the rainforest life in the past few days and the shackles of the civilized world, Li Qingyuan would not have been so tyrannical.

He patted the tattoo on his left arm, and sucked the blood mist directly into the scriptures.

He was directly dug off a large piece of meat from his left arm by He Xiaoxue that night, and he didn't know how to stop the bleeding in a hurry.

In his desperation, he couldn't find anything at hand, so he covered the scriptures.

Unexpectedly, after encountering the wound, the scriptures were directly absorbed, leaving a strange tattoo covering the entire left arm.

The old stalk of dripping blood to recognize the lord was actually tried as early as when Li Qingyuan got this scripture, but there was no reaction at the time, and he thought it was fake!

Who would have thought that this scripture is not a drop of blood to recognize the Lord at all, but a blood-sucking confession, without more than half a catty of blood, people don't bird you at all.

After putting the soul of the python into the scriptures, he realized that the bloody aura on his body was too overwhelming.

Because he had already absorbed the souls of the three black bears, he no longer had any urgent needs for the souls of such ordinary creatures.

After all, according to the numbers, he can absorb the souls of up to five creatures, and these five creatures need to be carefully calculated.

The strange python I met a few nights ago must have met the requirements.

It's just that other people's physique, now I can only think about it!