After seeing the elixir, Meng Ran's expression was slightly stunned, and his eyes lit up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Purple Orchid.

There is a record in the Danfang that Meng Ran has read again, and it is a rare elixir.

Only when the cultivated snake demon beast swallows the essence of heaven and earth and condenses the body, the surrounding flowers and plants will be moistened by the aura gathered by the snake demon and grow into a purple orchid.

Ordinary orchids can't withstand a large amount of heaven and earth essence, in the process of growth, more than ninety percent of orchids will be exhausted, and the essence will be crushed into powder, and the remaining two or three plants will transform into purple Jiao orchids, which are the best materials for refining pills.

"Purple Jiaolan, it can be fused with the aura of the condensing ghost to refine the purple ghost pill, with it, I can break through to the second level of condensing qi, and even the triple level is possible. Meng Ran's eyes fell on the purple orchid and couldn't move away.

It's not easy to get the purple orchid, the giant snake must be the snake demon that created the purple orchid, swallowing the aura of heaven and earth, and already has the strength of the quadruple condensation, and Mo Xian'er even pressed the quadruple snake demon of condensation, its strength is self-evident, that superb swordsmanship, if Meng Ran pounces, he will definitely be killed instantly.

Meng Ran also had no intention of using spiritual weapons, he could deal with condensing ghosts and demon beasts, but he didn't have this kind of heart to attack people who had nothing to do with him and could even be called partners during the hunting of condensing ghosts.

"Poof!"

The upper body of the giant snake rose up, more than two meters high, and the high-spirited snake head was hideous, spewing gray dust mist from its mouth, with bursts of fishy smell.

"Moon Flame!"

Mo Xian'er's expression was calm, the cold iron heavy sword came to the side, and swung out violently, and the sword body burning with moonlight suddenly broke through the dust and mist, and even her sleeves did not touch a bit.

The dust and mist that had been fanned away dispersed to other places, and whether it came into contact with rocks or trees, there was a clattering sound, and the trees collapsed and the rocks corroded.

"Poison Jiaoyin!?"

This is a talent that almost all snake demon clans have, but very few of them can be used at the beginning of Qi Condensation.

"The demon race is born with its own racial advantage, and its strength is stronger than that of the human race in the same realm. Meng Ran's body was already completely prostrate on the ground, and the poisonous mist just now almost splashed beside him.

Seeing that the poisonous mist did not work, the giant snake hissed a few times, and the snake's head showed a vicious expression, and opened its bloody mouth again, and this time the poisonous mist spewed out was no longer gray, but turned into a strange gray-purple.

"The ambition is not small, and I actually gave up the ascension of the realm for the time being, and wanted to refine the poisonous mist at the initial stage of condensation and become my own natal supernatural power in the future, it seems that I underestimated you. Mo Xian'er's face changed slightly, and she didn't fan away the poisonous mist like before, but quickly dodged, jumping into the unexpected range of the poisonous mist.

"Hiss ......"

The giant snake's expression was gloomy, and the gray-purple mist it spit out seemed to have spirituality, and it was manipulated by it, doing whatever it wanted, constantly churning and circling in the air, chasing Mo Xian'er.

Form reversal!

The giant serpent, which originally looked like a lamp that had run out of oil, gained the upper hand after casting the poisonous mist of years of sacrifice.

The highly poisonous purple mist was even more terrifying than the gray mist just now, and the place it passed through was devastated, as if it had been weathered, and turned into fine powder.

"The demon clan's body is huge, and it can hold more spiritual energy, but this poisonous mist has not been completely refined, and the consumption is huge, and the giant snake can't last long. Meng Ran said in his heart.

However, looking at it, Mo Xian'er was not as relaxed as it seemed, her forehead was crystal clear, and fine beads of sweat appeared between her neck, panting slightly.

It is difficult to cast spells at the first level of condensation, and at this time, you have to use the unfamiliar Yan Xing technique to avoid the poisonous fog, and from time to time you have to disperse the approaching poisonous fog, in contrast, it is very likely that Mo Xian'er will not be able to hold on first.

"If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on. Mo Xian'er frowned and silently clenched the giant sword in her hand.

The poisonous mist of Jiaolong's chant followed, slaughtering, smashing all the ancient trees along the way, faintly, condensing a hideous snake head spitting out a letter at the very front.

"Nine changes in the moon, nine changes in the sky!"

On the boulder in the distance, Mo Xian'er's solemn voice came, and Meng Ran saw in disbelief that on Mo Xian'er's cold iron heavy sword, a brilliant light erupted, not as soft as moonlight, but full of a sense of fire, like a majestic burning flame, covering the wide giant sword, like a divine sword.

And Mo Xian'er, who held the cold iron heavy sword, was dancing with green silk, her expression was indifferent, and under the backdrop of the fire, she was like a peerless female god of war.

Phew!

Mo Xian'er struck out rashly, and the flaming cold iron heavy sword swung towards the snake's head, which was scorched by the flames and emitted purple smoke and disappeared, and the fierce sword wind split the purple giant snake from the middle and broke it into two.

The scorching light of the fire evaporated a lot of poisonous mist directly.

In the purple mist, there seemed to be a lot of poisonous snakes neighing and howling, and the spirit of the giant snake inside was cut off.

The refining process of this dragon chant is extremely complicated, and the evil qi is thick, at the beginning it was just a gray poisonous mist, and it was necessary to keep devouring the poisonous snakes of the same clan to take its essence-filled snake gall to nourish it, the higher the realm of the poisonous snake, the better the effect.

The initial gray poisonous mist will grow as it devours the viper's essence, slowly turning purple, and then from purple to black.

The seven dragons move the heavens and the earth!

The higher you go, the more difficult it is to change the color of the poisonous mist, not just devouring the poisonous snake, but refining the poisonous mist with the essence and blood spirit of all things.

Golden!

The extreme of Jiaolong's chanting, which turned into golden mist after seven chantings, is also the ultimate evolution of one of the ways of the snake demon clan.

It can poison the gods in the sky, the strongest immortal venerable, the ancient Buddha of the holy land, the pure land of the divine kingdom, terrifying to the extreme!

Meng Ran was lying in the forest, looking at Mo Xian'er's killing move, he didn't know whether it was a spell or a sword move, but what was certain was that Mo Xian'er would be burned to death with a wave of his hand now, even if he attacked with a watermark bow from a distance, he was only forty percent sure that the sneak attack would be successful.

No matter how many foreign objects there are, they are also auxiliary.

The most important thing is your own strength, the realm presses you more than a dozen layers, even if it is the protagonist?

"Hiss!"

The giant snake's eyes were frightened, and the dragon chant that had been refined with blood sacrifice was broken, and its already seriously injured body was wounded on top of injury, and its breath was weak, and it couldn't resist the current Mo Xian'er at all, it twisted its thick tail and headed towards the shield deep in the forest.

Its speed was very fast, and its swinging body swept away all the obstacles on both sides, and it ran straight away, Meng Ran was far away, and he could feel the wind swept up by his body.

"Do you want to run?"

Mo Xian'er's face was expressionless, and the blazing flames of the cold iron heavy sword reflected her beautiful face pale and bloodless.

She stepped out in two steps, did not pursue forward, but suddenly exerted force, directly threw the scorching heavy sword, the heavy sword directly pierced the air, and the sound of breaking the sky reached Meng Ran's ears, he only felt a gust of wind flashing, and then he saw an afterimage with a tail light passing by, directly hitting the snake body of the giant snake.

The giant snake was frightened, and a gray-purple poisonous mist was released from its body to resist, but it had no effect, and it was directly pierced by the cold iron heavy sword, nailed to the ground, its body struggled violently, and flames began to appear from the place where it was penetrated, and its body burned, and its flesh and blood were scorched, and its bones gradually turned black.

The giant snake struggled to extinguish the fire with a poisonous mist, and used the snake tail to pull out the cold iron heavy sword, but after the snake tail came into contact, it also burst into flames.

Soon, the huge serpent's body was scorched by the flames, turning into a pile of pitch-black snake bones, leaving nothing else.

Meng Ran swallowed his saliva, and when he looked at Mo Xian'er, he was a little more surprised, and secretly sighed that he had no grudge against her, and he felt sincere admiration for those people who dared to provoke Mo Xian'er on the wooden dragon boat.

"Those two fools, no one cares about you when you are pampered in Sword King City, but when you get out of Sword King City, you still see your strength after all. Meng Ran pursed his lips and slowly stepped back without attracting Mo Xian'er's attention.

Zi Jiaolan has no hope, and the Purple Ghost Pill doesn't have to think about it.

Just when Meng Ran was disappointed and was about to leave, he saw that Mo Xian'er did not move, but stood in place, her face was pale, and she didn't even pick up the cold iron heavy sword she thrown.

"Bang!"

In Meng Ran's surprised eyes, Mo Xian'er fell headlong, lying straight in the gravel pile, not moving.

"God, am I going to run it at the right time?" Meng Ran's eyes lit up, and his heart was pleasantly surprised.