The west-slanting sun casts a glow on the Swamp, giving it a golden coat.

The dense mangrove forest stretches into the distance, and the swamp mangrove vines that have grown here for an unknown number of years are tangled, covering large areas and obscuring the sky, gloomy and silent.

Layers of fallen leaves rot silently in the mud, bead-like bubbles bloom from time to time in the sediment, and the air is filled with the smell of stale mud.

Life seems to be extinct here, sneaking all the way, and Leon doesn't even see a single waterfowl.

He changed into a set of close-fitting light leather armor, and his body was covered with mud, and he didn't even let go of his face, revealing only a pair of restrained black eyes.

The Tiger Thorn Saber was held in his hand, not for fighting, but to clear the vines and grasses that stood in his way.

The mangroves were far larger than he had imagined, which made Leon's search even more difficult, and the swamp black dragon python that the Nagas feared never found.

Seeing that the time for the sun to set was approaching, Leon's heart felt a little more anxious.

According to Capezian's information, the swamp dragon python usually comes out to hunt at night and hides in the moist and shady woods during the day, so once it gets dark, he has to stop searching and find a safe place to camp.

In this eerie mangrove forest, this is not easy, and the slightest movement is likely to attract the attention of the swamp black dragon python.

Snort!

Just as Leon was considering whether to go back and come back tomorrow, a muffled sound suddenly came from the depths of the mangroves, sounding like someone was sneezing unpleasantly.

His heart moved, and his footsteps shifted in the direction from which the voice came.

It was most likely the lair of the swamp black dragon python, so Leon was acting more and more cautiously, he didn't want to be killed by accidentally stepping on a dead branch on the ground.

Leon controlled the rhythm of his breathing, and a trace of soul power leaked out of the soul core, seeping into the flesh and blood of the limbs.

Soul power is like an invisible silk thread, controlling every inch of musculoskele in his body, making his movements more precise and light, like a foraging forest civet cat quietly swimming in the mangroves.

This is an advanced skill of soul control, and if it weren't for Leon's possession of Gustav Rhine's inheritance soul core, he would not have mastered such a subtle skill anyway.

This kind of control itself is also a kind of tempering of soul power, the more high-level samurai pay more attention to the ability to control soul power, which largely determines the strength level of the samurai itself, and only when strength and skill are perfectly combined can they play the greatest role.

He snuck silently to the side of a swamp.

This quagmire located in the depths of the mangrove forest is not very large, it is almost completely occupied by a behemoth, it is the swamp black dragon python that Leon is looking for!

Leon couldn't help but gasp, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't imagine that a python could have such a huge body.

The terrible beast was in a deep sleep, its slender body wrapped in the mire, its huge head resting on the side of the woodland, its eyes closed and sleeping.

The python's body was covered with black scales the size of a basin, and the surface of the armor shone with the peculiar luster of metal, which was obviously its strongest defense.

The dragon python lying on the ground, the head is spread out flat, and several people can stand on it, the scale armor on the surface is much finer and darker green, and the three blade-like python horns are erected high and extend backwards to the python's neck, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.

Leon noticed that there were fleshy wings on one side of the python's body, but the size was not enough to support it to fly into the sky, and it should not have evolved to the top level.

In addition to the fleshy wings, the dragon python also has thick claws, and the barbed claws are connected by flesh webs between the fingers, which makes it look like an ancient dragon.

And the most eye-catching thing is that in the center of the black dragon python's body, there is a hill made of various gems, magic crystals, magic cores, gold and silver coins, exuding colorful brilliance, symbolizing countless wealth.

The love of collecting treasures is not just the preference of those merchants and nobles, in fact, in the Radiant Continent, there was once an extremely powerful race that possessed this hobby, and they were the Elder Dragons.

Legend has it that the dragons are a race that can fight against the gods, but they have declined in the long history like the gods, and there are almost no dragons on the continent now, and only in the depths of the secret realm of the sacred realm can you occasionally see their huge and terrifying figures.

But there are still many demonic beasts and even living races with dragon bloodline on the Glorious Continent, and the swamp black dragon python is one of them, maybe the blood of the dragon clan is very thin in it, but the hobby of liking shiny objects is obviously inherited by this black dragon python.

The swamp black dragon python regards its collection as its life, and anyone who dares to steal will be hit by it the hardest, and the black dragon python usually does not easily stay away from its lair.

It was precisely because of this special surname of the swamp black dragon python that the Naga tribe of Kapeshan did not flee immediately after discovering its traces, because under normal circumstances, the black dragon python would not run that far.

But if it migrates again and approaches the sacred lake Tengget, then the Naga tribe will have to leave their homeland once again to hide from this haunting nemesis.

So Capezian really wants to be able to solve the problem once and for all.

The treasure of the swamp black dragon python made Leon feel excited, if he could slaughter this black dragon python, the wealth obtained would be enough for him to build two powerful warbands, not to mention the conditions offered by the Nagas.

But even if it was hidden a hundred feet away, Leon could fully feel the power and terrifying of this sleeping dragon python, and the coercive aura it invisibly exuded enveloped the mangroves, making other animals, beasts, and monsters dare not approach.

If you want to destroy this swamp black dragon python, what method is needed? Leon couldn't help but start deducing in his mind, he carefully observed the surrounding environment, guessing the possibility of encircling and annihilating the other party.

It's just that there is a very big problem in this deduction, because his current understanding of the strength of the swamp black dragon python is still based on Capezian's description, and he has no intuitive experience.

Of course, Leon definitely didn't want to try the other party's pounds at this time - he wasn't here to die.

Suddenly, Leon's gaze fixed on one point.

I saw that on the other side of the swamp black dragon python's head, a bright purple light slowly rose, making the pile of gem mountains in the middle also dimmed a lot.

What is that? Leon couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and quietly shifted his position to the other side.

He saw where the purple light came from.

Next to the python's claws on the other side of the swamp black dragon python, there was a purple spar the size of Chengren's fist lying quietly, its surface was many edges and corners, looking like an unpolished rough stone, exuding a dazzling and charming brilliance.

In the Radiant Continent, purple is regarded as one of the most noble colors, purple gems are often valuable, and pure purple magic crystal cores are extremely rare.

Could it be the Purple Crystal! Leon's heart trembled violently.

He had never seen a real purple crystal, but he had heard Corinna's introduction, the texture of the purple crystal was extremely pure without a trace of variegation, and it was able to emit light in dim light, the darker it was, the more light it was, and it was enough to reflect a pool of purple water when it was put in water!

Except for the last item, the purple spar that Leon saw completely matched the description of the purple crystal.

And the swamp black dragon python, as one of the overlords in the swamp, has a hobby of collecting gems, and it is not strange that it has one or more purple crystals.

Leon stared at the hedron deadly, he really didn't think that what he was looking for was a hundred feet away, as long as he quietly lurked over and put it into the spatial ring... Leon felt that he couldn't resist this temptation at all, and if he could steal it, he wouldn't have to fight to the death with this powerful beast with the Thunder Beast Battle Camp.

As for the life and death of the Naga tribe, what does it have to do with him? As for those tempting conditions, why should he have to think about them?

This may be the best chance!

It was about to get dark, and it might be very dangerous for him not to leave, and if he came here again tomorrow, it would be absolutely impossible for this purple spirit crystal to be in the same place.

Taking a deep breath, Leon approached the swamp black dragon python little by little.

He bent his waist and tensed the muscles of his whole body, and his movements were extremely light and concentrated without making a sound.

The swamp black dragon python's hideous head became clearer and clearer, and Leon could even see the folds on its crocodile-like eyelids, and the natural fear of high-level creatures invaded his mind all the time.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would be paralyzed by fright before he got close, but Leon's mind was resolute enough, and he firmly resisted the invisible power of the swamp black dragon python against him, and successfully approached less than ten feet.

The purple crystal on the ground seems to be close at hand, and you can reach out and get it!

Just as Leon was about to move a few feet forward, the sleeping swamp black dragon python suddenly raised its head and opened its bloody mouth, revealing two long snow-white fangs!

Leon's body stiffened suddenly.

Snort!

A strong air flow spewed out of the python's mouth with a strong fishy smell, grazing Leon's side and surging past, causing countless dead leaves to fly on the woodland not far away.

The swamp black dragon python didn't open its eyes, and its head fell to the ground again, silent.

It turned out that he was just sneezing! Leon, whose blood was almost clotted, exhaled a long breath in his heart.

Nima almost scared Lao Tzu to death!

(To be continued)