Feng Miao gradually condensed the condensed Qi Sword in his hand to make it more real, and the breath of the whole person became stronger and stronger, if Equator was present, he would definitely be surprised, because at this time, ten white feathers quietly lit up in the center of Feng Miao's eyebrows, which was also one of the reasons why Feng Miao was able to transform into a soldier before becoming a soldier. In the Honghuang Continent, white, yellow, blue, purple, green, red, black, gold, nine colors, and ten colors correspond to the ten realms of gas, soldiers, spirits, kings, emperors, emperors, emperors, and immortals. At this time, Feng Miao was obviously about to step into the Daohua Soldier Realm, and ten was absolutely amazing. One is about two zhang long, the mouth of the bowl is thick, and the big python with a flickering silver horn on its head is pressed by the breath of Feng Miao, rushing out, revealing its scarlet tongue, its eyes showing a fierce light from time to time, and the snake body is cocked in the snow ready to attack at any time.

"It turned out to be a bloodthirsty silver-horned blood-drinking python, you beast is not afraid, and you have also transformed into a corner, presumably there must be a hole card. Feng Miao sneered, and suddenly the chill all over his body worsened, and without waiting for the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python to breathe for a moment, Feng Miao immediately threw the Qi Sword towards the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Mang, "Wind Extreme Cutting!" Feng Miao flew into the air, controlling the transformed sword with his imperial qi, and the sword qi like a shower killed the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python. However, in the rain of swords in the sky, the silver horn was not to be outdone, and opened its blood basin and pounced on Feng Miao with a large mouth, and the speed was extremely fast. Suddenly, the silver horn blood drinking python bowed towards Feng Miao with the help of elastic force, pointing directly at Feng Miao's neck, how could Feng Miao let it succeed, Feng Miao gestured, and threw the soldiers, but also pointed directly at the silver horn blood drinking python, if the silver horn blood drinking python did not dodge Feng Miao's blow, then it may be greeted by death, no matter how bad it is, it will be seriously injured and have no strength to fight again.

Just when Feng Miao was puzzled by the strange behavior of this monster, he saw that the bow body of the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python had not yet fully unfolded and flicked again, instantly changing the flight trajectory of the Python's body, and a beautiful arc was drawn in the air, and the python's tail slapped on Feng Miao's body, Feng Miao flew out upside down, and the corners of his mouth oozed bright red, but Feng Miao's hand had a trace of imperceptible small movements, and the smell of blood undoubtedly stimulated the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python, and then the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python opened its blood mouth and bit towards Feng Miao's neck, wanting to devour Feng Miao's essence and blood, ten meters, six meters, two meters, when he saw that the fangs of the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python were about to bite Feng Miao's neck, Feng Miao hit the head of the python with the attack that had been prepared for a long time, "Extremely flames, thunder and fire collapse, extinguish!" Feng Miao's prepared attack in advance hit the head of the silver-horned blood-drinking python, and with a bang, the head of the silver-horned blood-drinking python was blown apart, and the blood gurgled out, hissing ~ hissing and quickly retreating.

"I can't imagine that you, a stupid python, also know how to calculate, but unfortunately you can't let go, and you want to hurt me and you don't want to get hurt, you are really greedy. Feng Miao said angrily, not funny. The mutual calculation between this person and python is secretly staggering. Glancing at the injured Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python, Feng Miao then said, "No wonder that person died under your fangs, you are quite insidious." Keep fighting?"

Looking at Feng Miao's invincible appearance, the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python spit out the snake letter angrily, but a pair of purple eyes were gurgling, and there seemed to be some conspiracy. Feng Miao saw the appearance of this blood-drinking python, and couldn't help but feel that this python was still quite cute, and the killing intent in his heart faded, and said with a smile: "You have been seriously injured and it is impossible to escape, so if you can take all my sword moves then I will let you go, if not, you will prostrate and admit defeat and be my Warcraft partner, how about it?"

The blood drinking python seemed to understand Feng Miao's words, and the silver horn blood drinking python revived the python's body, and purple brilliance flowed out of his whole body, obviously in response to the battle.

"Alright, let's fight again. Feng Miao immediately frantically merged the surrounding heaven and earth imperial qi into the center of his eyebrows, an air soldier different from the purple air sword, the whole body was surrounded by blue light, it was a spear, and the body of the spear was surrounded by blue arcs. "Nine Thunder Halberds, go!" Feng Miao let out a low shout, and the arc of electricity in the sky rushed towards the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python like thunder. The purple mangs of the silver horn blood drinking python in the whole body at this moment have also reached the peak, in the face of Feng Miao's attack, the silver horn blood drinking python that has suffered losses does not dare to hard connect these blue arcs, so it has to swim quickly to dodge, under the obvious speed advantage, the silver horn blood drinking python avoided most of Feng Miao's thunder gun attacks, and the flexible python dodge to avoid Feng Miao's fatal attack, the silver horn blood drinking python knows that it has to use its own advantages to consume Feng Miao's imperial qi, as long as it can drag Feng Miao down, then it will win. But could it really be that simple? The Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python didn't seem to know Feng Miao's three-attribute spirit root, and the biggest advantage of the three-attribute spirit root was that at the same level, Feng Miao could store and mobilize three times more imperial qi than his opponent. It can't be said that it is not demonic, but even so, Feng Miao still doesn't dare to be careless, the blood drinking python that can transform into a silver horn is already considered the best among the snow beasts, you must know that when the blood drinking python turns into a second horn, it can't be called a python at that time, but a Jiao. Under the true dragon, Jiao can be the king, as long as its horns transform into gold, then it is a rare true dragon between heaven and earth.

Feng Miao's Imperial Vapor Soldier was still bombarding the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python, Feng Miao's brows were tightly locked, this big python's defensive ability did exceed his expectations, seeing that most of his attacks were dodged by the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python, Feng Miao had no choice but to withdraw the chemical soldiers. Helplessly looked at the silver horn blood drinking python, one person and one python confronted each other in the ice and snow like this.

After a long time, Feng Miao was the first to break the silence, and ten blue and purple feathers suddenly flowed from the center of his eyebrows. "Purple Darkness, Nine Thunder, Turning into a River of Soldiers, Destroyed!" Feng Miao continuously gathered qi and transformed into two weapons, which was obviously impossible in the eyes of ordinary people, but it was not a difficult task for Feng Miao, a cultivator of the three attributes. The soldiers were like a river surging, rolling towards the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python, the Silver Horn Blood Drinking Python had a frightened reaction for the first time, the python couldn't help but tremble, but in the face of freedom, it didn't care about the danger, and it was Zimang Dazhen who wanted to take Feng Miao's move, as long as he took this move, he would be free.

The bright river of soldiers is like the dance of death, about to hook away the soul of the silver horn blood drinking python, even the air urged by the river of soldiers has broken the cedar on the side of the road, when the river of soldiers falls, the silver horn blood drinking python glanced at the sunset, the python's eyes were reluctant, but did not regret it. The silver-horned blood-drinking python maintained a bowed posture, almost ready to meet death, and the silver-horned blood-drinking python fell like a dead thing. "Seal!" Feng Miao let out a low snort, defusing the attack of the Huabing River, and the blue-purple feathers on his forehead also disappeared, Feng Miao was interested, and looked at the humane python in front of him with a playful face. laughed and scolded: "This fool is really cute." After a long time, the silver-horned blood drinking python that didn't feel the pain waved its python head, arched its body again, and looked at the white-clothed young man in front of him with a playful face, the python's eyes showed anger and humiliation, hiss~ hissing roar seemed to indicate its dissatisfaction, it found that it seemed to have been fooled, but it also put on a death look, and the silver-horned blood-drinking python was angry (to be continued)