As soon as the giant moth soared into the sky, the air flow spurted towards Fang Ling like a sea tide, and as the giant moth flew higher and higher, the speed became faster and faster, and the strength of the air flow was also amazingly large, Fang Ling's eyes couldn't be opened, he only felt like a knife cut, but the more this was the case, the more impossible it was for him to let go of his hand.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Ling urged the thunder energy to pour into his right arm, and suddenly, the thunder light flashed in his right arm, and the enhanced Soul Devouring Qi suddenly expanded, and the black aura gave birth to countless tentacles, winding towards the surroundings of the python whisker moth, just like the appearance of the Spirit Devouring Blood Dragon back then.

Not only that, in these black aura, there was actually a faint trace of blood light, and those blood lights faintly formed a blood dragon phantom, and used its thick body to entangle the python whisker moth.

The wings were bound, and the python whistled more sharply, as if it were about to burst people's eardrums, and at the same time, it could not fly high, like a meteorite flying from the sky and falling towards the valley.

The howling sound was sharp, and the low-level moths that had been fighting with the people of the Mochizuki Sect seemed to have been summoned, and they flew towards the python whiskered moths in a swarm.

The people were fighting at this time, and almost half of them were injured, but none of them were cowardly.

At this time, the moths flew away, and everyone had a chance to turn their attention to another battlefield, and when they saw the situation in mid-air, they suddenly gasped.

I saw Fang Ling half-squatting on the back of the python moth, his right hand exuded a huge black air mass, the air mass was like a giant octopus, stretching out a thick tentacle to bind the python moth, not only that, if you look closely, you will find that there is a roaring blood dragon hidden in the black breath, it is biting on the neck of the python moth at this time, greedily devouring the breath of the living beings, and the python moth opened its mouth and swallowed the low-level moths that flew in its mouth, wantonly replenishing the lost vitality, barely flapping its wings, reducing the speed of its descent。

You must know that the strength of the python whisker moth has also reached the initial entry stage of the Tianrong Realm, and this is still a terrifying beast of the Flood Desolation, its strength is obvious to everyone, and the tendrils can easily throw the armored rhinoceros out, this is not a joke, it stands to reason that even if Fang Ling has the cultivation of the initial entry stage of the Tianrong Realm, I am afraid that it will take a hard battle to defeat it, and it may even be a lose.

Such a terrifying beast as the Flood Desolation Beast has been passed down from generation to generation by the predecessors of the Xianmen, although everyone has never seen it before, but their hearts have long been full of awe of this kind of thing.

However, Fang Ling and this desolate beast didn't fight for long, and they actually clearly gained the upper hand, which was simply incredible.

No one knows what the black aura he released is, but being able to make the python whisker moth continue to devour the parasitic lower moths to replenish energy shows how terrifying that thing is, and the blood dragon faintly appearing in the black aura makes people have an instinctive sense of fear.

At this time, Fang Ling was like the incarnation of the god of death, and his arrogant aura was like the sickle of death, and it was rapidly cutting the life of the fierce beast of the desolation.

Indeed, if Fang Ling was just an ordinary Heavenly Fusion Realm martial artist, it would not be easy to deal with the Python Whisker Moth, however, the powerful body forged by the Nine Heavens Thunder Strength, the earth-shattering method created by the combination of the Sun Melting Moon Solution Technique and the String Moon Technique, coupled with the magic weapon formed by the 10,000-year-old Spirit Devouring Spirit that devoured the qi of living beings and the newborn blood dragon that also devoured the primate of all things, made Fang Ling's strength enough to compete with the martial artists at the peak of the Heavenly Fusion Realm.