"Do you have to do this? You must have hurt your brain to make such a stupid decision. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"You must be crazy, Holy Soul Snake, Legend, do you know what these five words mean?"

"Surely those big boobs tempted you, right? I knew that you were a guy who couldn't walk when he met a woman, and all males are like that, what is this called? Peony flowers die, no, no, no! It's called stupid! ”

The little queen was a little angry, she stood on Phantom Butterflies and kept tearing at its two pairs of tentacles, which made poor Phantom Butterflies keep stirring, but she didn't dare to make any resistance.

Yang Shuo sighed with emotion: "Can you be quiet for a while?" This is not a consultation or a request for advice, I am just explaining to you some of my decisions. ”

"Decided?" The little empress frowned angrily and sneered, "Damn! How can you say such a thing with confidence? Shall I not go while you slay the serpent? Will I be able to survive if you die? Damn, what the hell did you do to the Great Empress? I'm not going anywhere, so I don't want to accompany you, a madman, to deliberately seek death! ”

The little queen was obviously angry, and she used two damn things in a row, she pouted, but her petite face did not make people feel oppressed, but there was a trace of cuteness.

"A Holy Soul Snake in the spawning period can only exert fifty percent of its original strength at most, the flesh, the nuclear crystal, and the snake egg that has not been destroyed, okay, I'm crazy, but do you know what that means?"

Yang Shuo lowered his head and looked directly at the little empress: "This means that with these things, I can double my strength!" ”

Holy Soul Snake, this is a terrifying snake, after adulthood, they can grow to fifteen meters, snake scales like steel, difficult to break, they are natural hunters, but also the darling of God, in some specific environments, they do not even have natural enemies, those terrifying ghost-faced spiders, corpse golems and other demon spirits, are just their food.

Conquer the Holy Soul Snake?

Yang Shuo hadn't even thought about this question, this creature was extremely violent, and if he wanted to be tamed in the wild, only a beast tamer in the Legendary Realm could do it.

There is only one thing that Yang Shuo asks for now, and that is to use the flesh and blood of the Holy Soul Snake to summon the second blood sacrifice.

Blood Sacrifice Summoning is not like ordinary summoning, and it will even consume some of its own origin, after summoning the rotting dog, Yang Shuo has not summoned it, on the one hand, he needs to restore some origin, on the other hand, he does not have a suitable sacrifice in his hand.

The Holy Soul Serpent is undoubtedly the best sacrifice.

This decision is undoubtedly crazy, but the rewards behind it are also unparalleled.

Yang Shuo was right, with the current background of Ziyao Camp, it is only vigorous, but it is far from reaching the point of being powerful, and the Holy Soul Snake may be one of the opportunities for the rise of Ziyao City.

Yang Shuo never lost his way, he knew what he was holding onto.

He fell silent.

The Holy Soul Snake, which had sharply reduced its strength by fifty percent, was also a terrifying existence, and Yang Shuo needed to make a plan, a foolproof plan to isolate all dangers.

……………………………

Luo Fan stood on the watchtower, looking into the distance from time to time.

Until now, he still felt a little unreal, this war, he was the biggest beneficiary, Luo Fan, after this battle, he successfully awakened the talent of the farsighted master.

Today's experience may be more incredible than the previous forty years combined.

He actually saw the ruler of the Ziyao Camp, she personally issued a weapon for herself, and she smiled at herself, God, am I hallucinating?

Luo Fan is not a talented nor a heroic warrior, he is just a good farmer, his family died in a disaster, even his only brother died in the mouth of a zombie a few years ago, it was a dark time, they were hiding in a dilapidated cave, too hungry, the food stored in the cave was not enough to eat normally, after a long period of starvation, his brother came out of the shelter, but became food for monsters.

In the Ziyao camp, he has at least one vegetable field, and he will plant some seeds given by the maiden named Yueji, unlike ordinary crops, the seeds have a short growth cycle, and the grains are full, relying on planting, he has never felt hungry, and sometimes he will wonder if his younger brother would have survived until now if he had not come out of the cave that winter.

He thought he would end his life in this life.

But he never expected that the attack of the demon hunting group turned his life upside down.

The battle was terrible, a group of armed thugs broke in, they killed people on sight, their eyes were full of madness, as a man, Luo Fan was also assigned to the front line to defend his homeland.

The thug's eyes were blood-red, like a madman, each of them had great strength, Luo Fan was knocked down, and when he saw that he was about to be slashed by the other party, his body suddenly trembled, and a scorching heat that he had never felt before was circulating in his physical strength.

The thug's movements gradually slowed down in his eyes, and he killed the other party with a single sword, and only then did he realize that he had become one of the godsends.

Until now, when Luo Fan could see the scene thousands of kilometers away with his naked eyes, he was a little surprised.

As night fell, the sky was covered with stars.

Next to him, it was a twelve-thirteen, skinny-looking boy, although his body was thin, but his appearance was clear-eyed, especially those eyes, which were always shining with intelligent light, and at this time he was leaning on the crosswood, with a straw in his mouth, and looked at Luo Fan stupidly.

"Little San'er, what are you looking at me for?" Maybe there was some discomfort, Luo Fan tilted his head and asked, his weather-beaten face and two deep-set eyes were full of traces of fatigue.

"Uncle Fan, everyone said that you obtained that magical ability in the fight, isn't it...... Just kill the enemy to become like you? Blinking, the child's face was deeper than his age, and his eyes were full of envy.

"What do children want to do with this? When the thugs come back, you can't come out! A brief hint of fear flashed in the middle-aged man's deep eyes, but it was quickly buried in the depths of his eyes, and it regained into a gentle warm current.

"I wouldn't do that! Brother Geng is dead, Mu Lan is dead, Yao is blind, and the pig's tail is dead, you think I don't know anything when I was a child, I'm not a child anymore, I want to kill the enemy! The child was lost, spitting out the straw in his mouth, and his face was full of anger and resentment.

This time Ren Zhong didn't speak, he sighed, looked into the distance, and rubbed his palms full of mud, showing a vicissitudes of life.

He could understand why this immature-looking little guy reacted so exaggeratedly, his sister died in the war yesterday, she had a pair of dimples, even though life had given her too many hardships, but she always had a smile on her face, in the camp, she was like a little angel, quiet, cute.

But she died, her neck was slashed off with a knife, and the thick blood covered her lovely face, which was particularly glaring.

Luo Fan was a little sad, which was more than his joy after becoming a godsend.

Perhaps feeling that something was wrong, the boy was a little lost: "Uncle Fan, you won't be angry with me, right?" I'm just talking a few words. ”

"Uncle Fan, I also want to be a godsend, I also want to protect everyone, I want to ...... Avenging my sister......"

"Uncle Fan?"

Seeing that the other party did not reply, the boy raised his head, but saw that Luo Fan, who was still lonely just now, was flushed at this time, and the green tendons on his hands came out.

Luo Fan stared ahead, his heart suddenly tightened, he saw a blood-red figure, even if it was thousands of meters away, he could still see the terrifying power refracted on the other party's body.

It was a monster, a monster he had never seen before, not long after becoming a godsend, Luo Fan's perception of power was also one-sided, but when he saw that figure, his breathing was stagnant, and his blood seemed to be cold.

It was an indescribable feeling, full of evil and destruction, more powerful than any God-given person I had ever seen.

Ignoring the boy's question, Luo Fan trembled and rang the brass bell of the vigilance, and then, with all his strength, he roared in a torn voice:

"Enemy attack!"