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"Are you ready?"

Qin Du's support army camp, in the tent of the war supervisor, She Qi made a faint voice. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Opposite her, Lan Huang nodded solemnly: "Okay, let's start!"

The two sat across the table, in addition to the half of the snake print, there were also some miscellaneous bits and pieces, some of which seemed to be different kinds of small animal bones, and some strange plants that exuded a fishy smell or strong fragrance, neatly placed in more than a dozen small plates, in a seemingly chaotic, but somewhat strange way.

After receiving Lan Huang's answer, She Qiyu closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and then opened her eyes.

"Nether Serpent Array, rise!"

A white cold fire suddenly appeared from Lan Huang's body, differentiating into more than a dozen points of firelight, which were respectively thrown into each small dish, and in an instant, whether it was animal bones or plant materials, all began to burn, turning into a faint green fire floating from the small dish, exuding an extremely cold energy.

"The fire of the dead is now, the snake is gathered!"

A strong yin aura came out from the black cloak, attracted by a dozen points of dark green flames, and actually pounced several times, like the mouth of a living soul inhaled all the yin and evil breath, and then the green fire instantly soared tenfold, and the miserable green light penetrated the tent cloth so that the sergeants outside were startled, but they did not dare to enter the tent of the prison officer under looking at each other.

Subsequently, the skyrocketing green fire began to deform, and the two attracted each other, outlining dozens of green fire threads, which were connected together.

If you look down from the air, you can see that after the green fire is connected, a serpentine silhouette is outlined!

This is not over, after the snake form is completely filled with green fire, it really twists, and the snake's head stands upright and comes to life!

The green snake swam in the air for a few times, opened its mouth suddenly, and inhaled it recklessly at the sky, and a huge amount of vitality was immediately absorbed from Lan Huang and She Qiyu by the invisible force, and then submerged into the green snake's body, the originally translucent body quickly condensed, until the snake's head began to swell before it stopped, and the triangular eyes looked at the positions of the two respectively.

Although a large amount of vitality was ingested, She Qiwei was extremely satisfied with the green snake, her eyes were tired and firm, and she pointed at the half of the snake mark.

"Pierce the underworld, break the formation!"

For a while, the snake mark was stimulated again, and half of the snake tail struggled wantonly, and the green snake in the air lowered its head to look at the snake mark that had become blood red, and there seemed to be disdain in its triangular eyes, but it still rushed down, directly hitting the half of the snake mark that was not the size of a baby's fist.

At the moment of collision, a green light flashed, and the green snake seemed to have penetrated the space, shrinking from above the snake mark, and then disappeared nowhere.

......

In the ruins of Xinfan, the blood-colored flames filled the dilapidated town lord's pavilion, and for half a day, it attracted a lot of dead and ghost beasts to wander around, but they hesitated to rush in.

The Wu clan studied the secret method of death, so there was no lack of understanding of the dead clan and the ghost clan, and the blood-colored aura inspired by Qiao Ximing could not only absorb the essence of the brute beasts of the two clans and grow, but also be full of temptation for the brute beasts of the two clans.

They instinctively sensed that as long as they could devour the blood flame on Qiao Ximing's body, it would be like eating a tonic with extremely high nutritional value, not to mention advancing immediately, but at least it could greatly enhance their foundation.

However, the surrounding area of the town lord's pavilion was set up by Qiao Ximing with a layer of ghost path witch array, which had a lot of lethality to the two clans born in the land of the Yin Death, and he also had his own strength first, which made all the brute beasts only dare to wander, but they did not dare to attack.

Xue Yiwu hugged the swaddling clothes, while nervously staring at the gloomy grimace that appeared from time to time outside, and at the same time looking at Qiao Ximing, who was constantly injecting vitality into the half of the leather through various techniques, she was worried, but she didn't dare to say more for fear of disturbing him.

In fact, Qiao Ximing was also a little uncertain in his heart, after all, inducing half a snake mark to provoke was the most difficult point in his entire strategy.

He really didn't know much about Lan Huang and She Qiwei, he didn't know anything about the true purpose, temperament, and cultivation level of the two, and the grasp of people's hearts was not so easy, first of all, he wasn't sure if the stimulation of the snake seal could separate the two from Du Tianli, and then the other party's reaction, which was the part he was most worried about.

The hands and feet that needed to be done on the leather were almost done, and only the last step was missing, but the afternoon was almost gone, and what he was waiting for still did not happen.

Turning his head to look at the ghost path witch town in the pavilion, there was less than an hour left to last, and he still had to explore how to make Xiao Qian fuse the characteristics of the ghost clan in the ruins, and there was not much time left.

"If you haven't waited before the formation dissipates, then you can only end it and continue to ...... with a half-finished product"

Before he could finish his thoughts, he suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were full of light and joy.

"It's coming!"

I saw that in the pavilion that was originally full of blood, a yin wind suddenly blew, blowing the blood flames on Qiao Ximing's body to sway, and on the leather of the two fingers, the small snake head that was struggling suddenly hissed, and its body seemed to be infused with new power, and it had a slight tendency to raise its head.

Qiao Ximing's face changed, although Lan Huang and She Qiwei made a move as he wished, they could sense it through their breath, and the strength of the other two was a little beyond his imagination.

"Two minister-level high ranks!"

Lan Huang and She Qiwei don't seem to be more than forty years old, but their realm is the same as Uncle Gen, which can only say that the exercises practiced by the two of them are not simple, and the forces behind them are definitely very huge.

In other words, on the road Qiao Ximing is taking, the enemies he has to fight against are unfathomable!

But for now, he didn't have time to worry about these things, because the counterattack from the two high-ranking ministers was naturally not to be underestimated, and he couldn't be distracted at all.

The thin snake wanted to raise its head, and the black silk blood net suddenly flashed, this was the witch seal that Qiao Ximing placed on the snake seal, although the thin snake was infused with new power, there was a very big gap from breaking the seal.

As a result, a layer of green light flickered, and on top of the half-cut snake head, a green circle of light the thickness of an arm appeared, and the cold aura erupted, and an object was drilled out, which was the dark green ghost snake condensed in formation on She Qiwei's side.

This thing is yin and evil, as soon as it drilled out of the aperture, the triangular eyes of the Nether Snake stared at Qiao Ximing, revealing a thick yin and poisonous color, which frightened Xue Yiwu on the side.

After spitting out several times in succession, the Nether Serpent flew out violently.

"Xue'er!" Qiao Ximing shouted, his face extremely solemn.

Hearing the shouting sound, Xue Yiwu reacted at this time, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to burst out a wave of white cold vitality, blasting towards a certain place on the wall of the pavilion.

Click!

The ghost path formation outside the pavilion shook instantly!

The Nether Snake was extremely fast, and in an instant, it rushed in front of Qiao Ximing, opening its mouth to bite his throat.

This snake looks like a living creature on the surface, but in fact, it is the vitality of two minister-level high-level abilities, condensed more than a dozen rare materials to gather in a array, it is a tangible and unreal illusory body, no different from the ghost clan, not only is it almost immune to physical attacks, but even the effect of vitality attacks on him is not very great.

And once bitten by it, the poison of the hell fire contained in the snake's mouth can make Qiao Ximing die in an instant!

Qiao Ximing didn't dare to be careless, knowing that he couldn't resist the attack of the Nether Snake with his cultivation alone, his eyes flashed coldly, and he took out something from his arms.

"Witch bones, unsealed!"

A strange white bone dagger suddenly appeared, and several blood-colored filaments pierced out of the handle, which stabbed into Qiao Ximing's wrist fiercely, constantly swelling and contracting, making his face pale in an instant.

Five-grade magic weapon, witch bone dagger.

Under the frenzied sucking of blood, several streams of black gas suddenly appeared on the white bone dagger, and with Qiao Ximing's sudden stab, they all circled towards the Nether Snake.

The witch bone dagger appeared suddenly, and the Nether Snake had no intelligence, and was stabbed on the snake's head in an instant, and the black gas swirled, and suddenly burrowed into the dark green snake's body, making the Nether Snake freeze in mid-air, and let out an empty hiss.

"Regent!"

The ghost path formation outside the pavilion, after a moment of shaking, has undergone a huge change, it was originally a killing array for the ghost clan, but suddenly there was a huge suction, even if the ghost clan near the formation struggled, but it was still taken into the pavilion one after another.

Qiao Ximing stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a first-level ghost clan beast soldier was taken into his palm, and his eyes flashed towards the Nether Snake!

"Suck!"

I saw that as soon as the ghost beast approached the body of the Nether Snake, the black mist-like body suddenly spontaneously combusted, blooming with the same green light flame as the Nether Snake's body, and in less than a moment, it burned to a point of light that was only the size of a fingernail.

Qiao Ximing reacted very quickly, shook off the point of light, and instantly submerged into the leather of his two fingers, and then reached out again to grab it, and it was a ghost beast in his hand.

In this way, he repeated the action of the Burning Ghost Beast, and when it turned into a point of light, it immediately smashed into the leather and disappeared. And as the ghost beast continued to burn, the green light of the Nether Serpent quickly dimmed.

After dozens of ghost beasts, the Nether Snake no longer had any greenery, and almost became a transparent snake shadow, looking dying, completely losing its attack power.

It was only then that Qiao Ximing stopped moving.

Although his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were hooked to show that he was satisfied at this time.

"Cher, let's get out of the formation. ”

Xue Yiwu glanced at the faint and transparent Nether Snake, still feeling a little apprehensive, but she still answered and removed the plank that she had attacked by herself.

In an instant, the ghost path formation of the pavilion came to naught.

But Qiao Ximing didn't care, the dead clan and ghost clan beasts outside had already been frightened away by Fang Cai's scene, and they didn't dare to approach again.

He looked at the Nether Snake that was immobile in the air, sneered, forcibly put away the witch bone dagger that wanted to continue sucking blood, reached out and grabbed the snake's body, and pinched it fiercely.

Syllable!

The Nether Snake was directly pinched and exploded!

"It's done!"

......

Burst!

At the moment when the Nether Snake was pinched and exploded, She Qiwei and Lan Huang in the prison officer's tent both spat out a mouthful of blood, but they were injured a lot because they were counterattacked by the formation.

But even though she was injured, her eyes under her cloak were still full of anger.

On the other side, Lan Huang's expression was incredulous, and even a little fear rose in his heart, it was hard to imagine that with the combination of the two of them at the level of a high-level person, they would fail again.

Glancing at each other, both fell silent.

Opponents, who is it exactly?