41 Python
The branches on the moon are sprinkled with clear light.
The quiet atmosphere of the valley was shattered by the sudden roar of the beast.
In the deep cavern under the stone wall, a head like a dragon's head suddenly shot out.
On the skull covered with pitch-black scales, two rows of pale golden hideous corners were uneven, as if they had been broken by a huge force, and a pair of blue eyes glowed with a faint cold light, and the violent aura that had accumulated for countless years condensed into scarlet from time to time.
The momentum is as violent as a volcano about to erupt, but there is an extremely cold aura that permeates the valley.
The smell of blood stimulated its sense of smell, and its eyes grew more and more scarlet, and it opened its large mouth full of sharp fangs and tore through it.
"Squeaky ......"
Qinghua, who was poisoned by the fishy smell, didn't even let out a scream, and there were only two rows of fine tooth marks left on his neck.
"Hiss......" sucked lightly, and the blood in Qinghua's whole body, along with a body cultivation as the life element, was taken away, leaving only a dry bone abandoned in the grass, combined with the scattered beast bones.
A foundation-building monk died.
Not only the two Jiang Chuan above, but even Zhang Hao, who had anticipated countless times in his heart, was stunned by this scene.
Although he couldn't perceive the realm of the terrifying existence in front of him, he knew that the "Immortal Crisp" he gave to Qinghua might not have much effect on the other party.
He was not in a hurry, but waited quietly for the moment when the other party sucked Yuehua and the scales opened.
Seemingly extremely satisfied with the dessert before the meal, the fierce light in the blue eyes weakened a little, and the breath gradually calmed down, and the exposed head looked at the bright moon hanging in the night.
"Suck ......"
In the induction of the river, the moonlight that fell into the valley instantly became a little richer.
But before the moonlight could hit the ground, it was absorbed by an invisible force and surged towards the terrifying head, which looked like it was covered in a silvery veil from a distance.
The feeling seemed to be extremely wonderful, and the terrifying head groaned, and the tight scale armor gradually unfolded, revealing the slightest crevice, and bathed together in the moonlight that can only be enjoyed once in ten years.
"It's now."
The stinging needle spirit weapon suspended in front of it had already been lit up by the true qi of Zhang Hao and the three of them, and there was no need to deliberately manipulate it, just a slight push, and the stinging needle broke through the air by itself as if it were spiritual, and there was not a single sound along the way.
Even the hideous head that was targeted was never noticed.
Until the needle came under its nose.
When Zhang Hao and the others were playing the drums in their hearts, the closed eyes opened again, and the blue pupils looked in front of them.
Pingfei's sting needle seemed to be intimidated by its gaze, and fixed in midair.
"It's not good, it's been discovered."
Zhang Hao was shocked, and even had the idea that he was about to miss home.
But at this moment, the black light that had wrapped the three of them in retreat flew out of his sleeve, and before everyone could react, it quickly injected into the fixed needle.
Whoa.
The stinger was unleashed with deeper power, breaking through the invisible barrier and burrowing under the hideous skull's eyelids, sinking through the gaps in the parting scales.
Although for a hideous head, the pain of a needle attack is almost equivalent to a human being bitten by a mosquito.
But under his own gaze, he can be caught by mosquitoes, and this feeling still makes it instantly angry.
No longer absorbing the moonlight it had attracted, it looked at the ants it had ignored before.
"Roar."
The furious aura once again enveloped the entire valley, and the three of Zhang Hao were like boats traveling in a storm, in danger of being overturned by the surging waves at any time.
At this moment, the three of them were completely intimidated by the power of the other party, and they didn't even have the idea of turning around and fleeing.
Just when the three of them closed their eyes and waited for death, there was a change under the mountain wall.
The blue light was like a rushing river, swept out of the cave, and the valley was reflected in a blue color, and before the hideous head could react, the blue light came to the head, wrapped its whole body, and shrank into the cave like amber.
The roar of the hideous head was extinguished by the blue light, and there was no power to resist, so he could only watch as he was once again taken back to the dark cavern.
Airplanes.
Everything is gone.
Only one of the stingers, which did not belong in the cavern, was cleared by the blue light and fell to the ground, shimmering with a shimmer.
Unlike the previous hollow, the transparent needle tube was filled with blue blood.
"Got it."
Zhang Hao and the three of them, who were still waiting for death, couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"It's... The power of Jindan Zhenren? The white-faced young man saw the black light slowly dissipating on the needle.
"Yes, the ancestors of the family are like gods, and the candles shine for thousands of miles, and they have already been arranged on me." Zhang Hao didn't know about it, but this didn't prevent him from using it to deter him, lest the two of them have other thoughts.
Hearing this, the white-faced young man looked awe-inspired, and he was amazed from the bottom of his heart by the ability of Jindan Zhenren.
"This time, except for the needs of the ancestors to repair the natal treasure, the rest of the demon blood belongs to me.
"When I refine it into the technique, I will be able to build a flawless Dao foundation, and the "Pan Python Gong" can also be transformed into a dragon by the python, exerting a divine power that is not inferior to the treasure book."
Zhang Hao's expression was confident, and his usual stubborn appearance was swept away at this time, with a little deep meaning on his immature face, and said:
"I remember that the two senior brothers also practiced "Pan Python Gong", and after the ancestor of the family cast a spell to refine the demon blood, if he refined a little, it may be able to improve the possibility of building a foundation a lot."
These words really made the two of them excited, looked at each other, and bowed with fists:
"I'm willing to take my junior brother as the leader."
Zhang Hao's eyes were proud.
When the matter was done, he wanted to see if there were any elders inside the door who dared to point at his nose and scold.
"Ahh
A clear voice with a slight smile came from under the mountain wall opposite.
Zhang Hao's expression changed slightly, and he turned his head to look.
Two figures appeared there at some point.
Among them was a familiar figure he had ever seen.
"Is that you, Bai Lingyun?" Zhang Hao was a little surprised.
This man hasn't left yet?
Could it be that it was for Jiang Dongliu, who killed Chen Yang a few days ago.
It seems that this Yunshui Sect is also the same as this sect, and the struggle is fierce!
Zhang Hao subconsciously thought of these.
Seeing that the other party picked up the needle-like spirit weapon, Zhang Hao smiled:
"What, does Brother Bai also want this demon blood?"
"Who doesn't want such good things?" Jiang Chuan looked at this young man of his age with a surprised gaze.
When they first met, he really thought that this son was an unbearable gentleman.
didn't think that even Qinghua was trapped and killed here.
It's really unseemly!
"With Brother Bai's Heavenly Spirit Root qualifications, there are few people in this sect who can match him.
"If Brother Bai is willing, you might as well come to my Spirit Gate, I will definitely ask my ancestor to personally accept Brother Bai as an apprentice, and when the time comes, my own brother, of course, some demon blood is not a problem."
Zhang Hao said something that Jiang Chuan was impressed by him.
"Brother Zhang's words are wrong, isn't the demon blood in my hands? Where else needs to be given. Jiang Chuan shook the stinging needle full of demon blood in his hand.
"Hey, it turns out that Brother Bai is also planning to start cutting the path." Thinking of the righteous words of the other party when he first met, Zhang Hao sneered and said:
"But Brother Bai really thinks that things are that simple?"
With a low shout, he pinched his hand and summoned it with the unique secret passed down by the ancestor of the Zhang family.
The runes on the stinging needle spirit weapon lit up again, trembling in Jiang Chuan's palm, as if he wanted to struggle out.
"Come back!"
Stretching out his hand, the strength of the struggle was stronger, and he almost broke free from Jiang Chuan's palm.
But the strange thing is that no matter how Zhang Hao urges and how the spirit weapon struggles, it is firmly locked by a strong force far above him.
His gaze froze, and his expression changed greatly.
"Have you advanced to build a foundation?"
Not good.
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