With a bang, the half-blood fire phoenix bird also used a trick to press the bottom of the box, and the whole body burst into flames that were almost golden, this pseudo-golden fire flame with the breath of demon-destroying light was the nemesis of the Netherworld Python.

Almost howling miserably, the Nether Python felt like it had been rolled up with a piece of hot coals that could melt it lightly, how could it dare to continue to strangle the half-blood fire phoenix bird, and hurriedly let go of its tail in a panic, and its body retreated again and again, trying to avoid the edge.

But at this time, the mixed-blood fire phoenix bird hit a real fire, and the partial Netherworld Python was coiled on the mountain peak, how could it withstand the angry pursuit of the mixed-blood fire phoenix bird, and the mouth was a continuous spit of fireballs, and at the same time, the wings, claws, and beak of the bird all carried this kind of strange pseudo-golden flame, which was the divine fire containing the sacred flame of the Phoenix clan.

Like a red-hot soldering iron, every attack lightly scorched and dissolved part of the body of the Netherworld Python, as if it was burned on the solidified lard, and the wound on the Netherworld Python's body was burned by the high temperature before it bled out.

The smell of meat was fragrant for thousands of meters, and some of the people who were still watching suddenly couldn't help but want to make a move.

They all took up the magic weapon one after another, turned into the magic weapon, and at the same time pinched the powerful Dao magic trick that they were most familiar with in their hands, dozens of violent mana fluctuations caused the surrounding air to buzz, and the divine qi machine suddenly locked on the half-blood fire phoenix bird that was covered in fire at the moment.

"The Nether Python hasn't really made a move yet, these beetle cultivators are really killing people!"

This is the only evaluation that Zhong Xia gave them at the moment, and at the same time, regardless of the danger that might be exposed, his body retreated sharply, because when the Netherworld Python broke out, it would very likely affect the pond fish!

With a burst of rumbling explosions, the colorful brilliance shone continuously, and the huge Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi continued to bombard the body of the Half-Blood Fire Phoenix Bird, almost drowning its figure in a dazzling brilliance.

But just when all the monks were all happy, they saw a sudden fire in the black mist. The various smug Dao tricks they had just released were almost instantly swept up by the boundless sea of fire!

Like a mirror that refracted light, it was frantically counterattacked by the half-blood fire phoenix bird, and the demonic power and mana, which were almost several times stronger than when they went, were mixed and rolled upside down, like a raging wave, drowning these dozens of monks in the blink of an eye.

Only screams were heard, and only a dozen lucky monks escaped from the counterattack of the sea of fire with only minor injuries relying on good magic weapons.

But what falls in place is not because there is no good magic weapon. It was burned to ashes by the natal true fire of the half-blood fire phoenix bird, and it was almost charred and blackened humanoid charcoal.

In just a few breaths, the Half-Blood Fire Phoenix Bird took advantage of the early opportunity to fly into the air, but it consumed a large amount of Natal True Fire twice in a row, and the flames on its body were dim, and its strength was obviously greatly reduced.

At this moment, the monks who were still watching suddenly stopped hiding, because the half-blood fire phoenix bird would definitely not participate in the battle lightly. And this time is the best time for them to snatch the Chi Ying fruit and gather the fire of the Netherworld Python.

At this time, the monks who were still watching. Suddenly it was no longer hidden, because the half-blood fire phoenix bird would definitely not participate in the battle lightly, and at this time, it was they who snatched the red Ying fruit. The best time to set fire to Nether Pythons.

At this moment, all the monks could no longer hide, and they flew out of the peaks of the Chixiao Cloud Ridge one after another. Surrounded the Netherworld Python who was still greedy for the Chiying fruit tree and refused to leave.

There wasn't too much nonsense, everyone was mercilessly releasing all kinds of Dao techniques towards the Nether Python, and at the same time, they all secretly left a little spare strength, looking at others defensively, everyone was unwilling to let others pick up the cheap.

Zhong Xia and Jasmine, who were not far away, knew that there were probably other lurkers, and seeing that group of monks all kept a hand, they had to calm down, whoever was the first to come out was definitely unlucky.

Nearly hundreds of monks watched together, most of them were in the late stage of the heart sea, the heart sea of the Great Perfection, in addition to that, in total, there were actually more than a dozen Daoji monks, which was all the high-end power of a medium-sized sect.

Each monk only released a few Dao techniques, only to see the wind, fire, water, earth, venom, flying insects, swords, etc., almost pouring down on the Netherworld Python like a waterfall.

Hiss!

Even if the Netherworld Python has reached the Great Perfection of the Dao Foundation with a demon body, it is comparable to the early stage monks of some human monks, but after all, the realm has not yet been reached, and it is only relying on a strong demon power and a strong body to dominate, and now it is attacked by this crowd with all its strength, as well as all kinds of magic weapons through the body, it can only roar angrily.

The Nether Python Xin swallowed rapidly, a hoarse and painful cry came out of his mouth, and constantly writheled his body, and his huge body became the best target at this time, and seventy percent of each monk's attack could always open a small hole in it.

This kind of injury was no less than Ling Chi, and soon the Nether Python couldn't stand it, and its whole body began to tremble violently, and the entire mountain peak was stirred by its madness, and it couldn't stop rolling down.

"It's not good, run away!"

"The demon snake is going to make a trick!"

In the panic, a few discerning monks kindly reminded the others, and the group hurriedly changed the direction of the Sky Magic Weapon and wanted to leave in a panic.

Hiss!

With the angry roar of the Netherworld Python, I saw half of its tail explode into the sky with a bang, turning into a blood mist in the sky, but I saw that the Netherworld Python opened its mouth towards the blood mist made of natal essence blood at the same time, and spit out a huge amount of Netherworld cold air.

When a black and a red meet, they suddenly blend together, turning into a ring of black and red flying snakes, almost tens of thousands of terrifying numbers, each monk can spread nearly a hundred black and red flying snakes, these black and red flying snakes are only a single foundation of great consummation, but with the number of horrors, the small body shape that cannot be prevented can be prevented, which makes every monk cope with it.

But just when everyone calmed down from the initial panic and came to slaughter these little guys who were one by a big realm, they looked at the Netherworld Python and the Chiying Fruit Tree, and they all changed color.

Not good!

All the monks were shocked in their hearts at the same time, but they didn't expect the Netherworld Python to still be in danger.

I saw that the Netherworld Python didn't seem to care that the red Ying fruit was not yet midnight, and before they were completely ripe, it was about to open its bloody mouth and bite the red red Ying fruit on the branch of one of the red Ying fruit trees!

"Haha, the beast dares!"

At this moment, a thin blue light flew from the mountain like an arrow, at first it was only the size of a sesame seed, but in an instant, it was like a bucket big, and when it hit the head of the Nether Python at a speed that was difficult to dodge, it had turned into a thunderbolt the size of a buffalo.

Rumble!

The huge thunderbolt slammed into the head of the Netherpython with the thunderbolt ball, and exploded violently, not only making the Netherworld's head scorched with a miserable howl, but also paralyzing its small half of its body. (To be continued......)