Fifty kilometers away, a man in a simple and neat long coat with a slightly swaying beard hung in the air.

The realm of the martial artist's strength, above the third grade, can get rid of the attraction of gravity for a long time and walk on the ground. If you have more than five frets, you can fly in the air for a long time without restrictions. Lin Gen had never met a strong man of the third grade and above, if he saw the man in front of him, from the height and calm spirit he stayed, he would definitely see that this man in his fifties was far superior to the third grade.

The man squinted his eyes and faintly looked in the direction of the demon-crowned scale python: "Don't run away, swallow my clear thunder hook, and still want to escape." ”

As soon as he urged him, the "whoosh" was like a wisp of transparent smoke piercing the sky, and the speed was ten times faster than that of the pair of brothers and sisters.

"Two useless wastes, I thought they had good qualifications, but they couldn't deal with a mere livestock with my Qinglei Hook String? The old man is already kind to you when you go out, if it weren't for the fact that you are usually obedient and well-behaved, you would be sent to Kunlun Peak to be Kunnu immediately. ”

Because there has been a major event in the sect recently, he has no skills, so he handed over the Qinglei Hook String to Guo and Xiao's two disciples, and came secretly. How do you know that these two incompetent goods not only can't take the demon crown scale python's inner dan, but also lose his thunder hook string! So that he has to explain the matter to the master, and come in person.

The demon crested scale python that was fleeing in a hurry already felt a great sense of crisis, and with the instinct of the demon beast, it could smell the breath of that human master from a distance. Knowing that the other party is not something he can deal with, he must flee back to the base camp as soon as possible.

When I arrived at the lair and woke up the old ancestor, this little human was waiting to die!

"Hmph, worm, don't run away. Since you have devoured my thunder hook, then I will disembowel and take out my treasure. ”

In a few breaths, Lu Buzhen appeared above his head with an indifferent expression.

"You have a good skin, make do with it, and you can also make a few talismans with excellent defensive power for our inner disciples of Xuantian Sect, this trip is an unexpected gain. Lu Buzhen looked down at the huge but seriously injured demon crown scale python, as if the high gods were looking down at the humble people: "By the way, judging by your rank, you should have entered the peak stage of the fourth rank, and you are one step away from advancing to the fifth order." This Neidan, that is the world's treasure that people are fighting for. If it is used to refine the 'Condensation Pill', it will not only allow us to have a few more third-grade martial artists in our Xuantian Sect. Three-rank martial artists, our Xuantian Sect is only a few hundred, and I, Lu Buzhen, can be regarded as making a contribution to the sect. Moreover, it is of great benefit to the old man's divine consciousness heaven and earth, maybe the old man can use your inner pill to break through the shackles of the middle stage of the sixth grade, and solve the dilemma of the old man's thirty years of stagnation. ”

If the demon crown scale python is not injured, the speed will not lose to the other party. But in front of him, it was covered with scaly wounds, and there were several big blood holes on its nearly 100-meter-long body, and its speed slowed down by seventy percent. There is simply no way to get rid of such a powerful figure.

It spat out its long red tongue and spewed out a thick black mist.

Lu Buzhen hurriedly retreated and withdrew for hundreds of meters, and after several days of accumulation, the liquid of the demon crown scale python was also mostly recovered. The powerful supernatural power of this kind of demon beast, even a great power like Lu Buzhen can't be avoided.

The demon crown scale python twisted and burrowed into the reckless forest, as long as it was about thirty miles longer and entered the ancestral area, he would not be afraid of this human warrior at that time.

"Hmph, are you still wishing to escape?" Lu Buzhensen snorted, his body shuttled like a bird, and punched out.

This punch was full of his strength, and the fist swelled dozens of times, and the knuckles that were bent at the elbow were like ivory, crumbling with full strength, and quickly piercing through the air. The demon-crowned scale python twisted its head and spewed out a thick mouthful of mist gas. Its body is weak at the moment, and it is far inferior to Lu Buzhen in terms of strength, so it can only rely on the ability to apply poison to protect its life.

Liquid is a kind of natural supernatural ability of the demon crown scale python to deal with alien races, and it can devour all the body. As long as it is stained with a little bit, it can kill all the functions of the human body. Even if he is as powerful as Lu Buzhen's six-rank martial artist, he can only avoid it.

Lu Buzhen swooped to the front, reflexively swept backwards like a swallow, swooped down from a height of dozens of meters, and punched out with a majestic punch.

The demon crown scale python raised its snake head, and "whew" was another spurt of liquid, and the black-gray gas seeped into the air, dozens of square meters of black purity.

Lu Buzhen had to avoid it again, if the thunder hook was in his hand, it would be good, he could kill this beast at any time with the power of thunder and lightning. But he was swallowed by the two prodigal disciples and let the demon crown scale python swallow it. Although the liquid of the demon crown scale python is powerful, the disadvantage is that it is not stored much and the recovery is slow. If it is an ordinary person, the only solution at hand is to consume the animal's fluid, and then kill it. But Lu Buzhen obviously doesn't have this patience, and he is just a little worm at the peak of the fourth grade, so he can waste his time.

Lin Yan in the belly of the snake is no longer cultivating, judging from the violent tremor of the snake's body, the other party and the demon crown scale python are in the middle of a battle, who wins and who loses?

"Huh" Lu Buzhen seemed to cut through the sky and flew behind the demon crown scale python, his hands were several times larger, like an iron hook grabbing its long black tail, and he pulled it hard. The nearly 100-meter-long, bucket-thick demon crown scale python let him pick it up alive and smash it.

This demon-crowned scale python, which is invincible in front of humans, was smashed to the side without dignity by him in this way.

Lin Gen was fortunately restrained by the soft snake stomach, otherwise he would have broken his whole body by falling.

The demon-crowned scale python fled forward with a whirl, and the snake's tail attacked Lu Buzhen like a broom. The monster beast is born with brute strength, coupled with the huge size of the snake's tail, every sweep is as powerful as a thousand pounds. Lu Buzhen didn't dodge either, and punched out, and the small fist skyrocketed like a mountain, and the two collided.

Dirt and rocks flew everywhere, and countless wooded areas turned into bare flatlands.

Lu Buzhen is the elder of the Xuantian Sect, a powerful sect in the mainland, and sixty years ago, a super guest elder in the sect gave guidance, coupled with year-round cultivation, the realm has reached the sixth grade. Every time the demon-crowned scale python received a blow, it was staggered, and the originally impregnable defensive scales collapsed several pieces every time it was hit.

"Time!" The Demon Crested Scale Python's strongest desire was to compete for time, and in its current state, there was no doubt that it would be difficult to defeat this human warrior. Its only hope of survival is to return to the base camp and alarm the ancestors. As soon as the old ancestor appeared, not to mention that this little human martial artist, even the legendary nine-rank martial artist was also vulnerable.

And if it insists on three more miles, it will enter the area of its old nest, the "Immortal Gorge", which is its only hope of escape.

"Hmph, I'm still trying my best to escape! The old man won't bother with you!" Lu Buzhen condensed his thoughts, his long wisps of withered hair floated without wind, and his footsteps turned, his left fist turned into a claw shape, and he made a strange posture with his right palm. With a strong urge, a huge transparent axe appeared in mid-air!

"Eternal Axe Chisel!" Lu Buzhen snorted!

The majestic power of "boom" is like a dark galaxy, and time seems to stand still. The demon-crowned python smelled great danger and desperately tried to escape, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Boom!" the huge Eternal Axe slashed at the back of its body, and countless flesh and scales splattered out, some directly splashing out several kilometers away, like a rain of blood. The nearly 100-meter-long demon crown scale python was cut into two parts, the scorched tail was stiff, and the surging blood water was like a river constantly leaving out of the intercept, and in a moment it stained a large area of mountains red.

The demon-crowned scale python hissed sadly, and tried its best to "swish" into a deep ridge full of strange cliffs like knives.