Twelve python-like shadows.

Attached, premature, lazy, vicious.

All of them were facing them standing in the middle of the jade plate.

"What is this thing?" Li Yiqing's throat was dry, "This kind of thing. How do you want to?"

"It's fine." Pei Ye squeezed her hand, but he didn't look back, he kept looking down at the top of the high platform, and said softly, "Take care of yourself." ”

The clouds were churning more and more violently, and the contents were indeed waking up.

If it were the people who took the edict, they would have left this secret realm long ago, but they were assassins who had come to confront the tyrant.

There was no etiquette of waiting to say hello after waking up, and as soon as the sword momentum was accumulated, Pei Ye lifted the sword and swept up!

Ignoring the tiny ends of the bamboo grove behind him, he walked straight to the top of the high platform covered by the thick fog.

Whatever it was, the boy was never afraid to face it head-on.

His upward sweep seemed to wake up the Divine Son faster, and in the midst of the chaos, two long touches as thick as a waist suddenly bounced off the high platform, breaking through the fog and straight out.

Its color is not consistent, the inside is a magnificent dark blue fluorescence, but the scales are noble black and purple, Pei Li is the first time to see these long touches, but unlike the stunned girl behind him, he is not completely unfamiliar with such things.

In the Fenghuai cellar and in the Xiancang Dou Gu, the seed at the top of the "Dragon's Tongue" that burrowed into his belly always sucked up the food with a sharp long touch, and he would never forget this black fire—if the thunder and lightning lingered again, it would be no different from his appearance of being alone in the city.

It's just that the tentacles in the dragon's tongue are clammy and sharp, and there are no tough scales on them, and the ends are not so smooth and tapering.

Now, this tentacle that is not a few miles long is really like a strange jiao, as fast as a hurricane, like thunder, a distance of more than ten zhang in the blink of an eye, and a blow will shatter the young man's body.

Pei Ye raised his sword with his eyes, and pressed the sword box with his other hand, and the streamer suddenly burst out.

Even if it is already far away, it is not as far as the two thousand miles of Tianshan Mountain that day, this is still the strongest force in Pei Ye's hand at this time, just stepping on the threshold of the Xuanmen.

The sword came out of the box with great momentum, sweeping back several feet of white mist, but it did not meet the surging tentacles.

Pei Ye didn't use it to protect his own safety, he pointed at it, and the streamer went straight to the throne!

In the next moment, the same mighty long touch came, Pei Ye retracted his arms and twisted his body, staggering with it, and the wind stirred up in a millimeter made him flutter.

Pei Ye held the hilt of the sword with one hand, supported the sword body with the elbow with the other, and pressed the sharp blade of the mountain feather on the tentacles flying in front of him.

The gold and iron clashed and screamed, and the brilliant Mars burst open, and in an instant, Pei Ye was like being hit by a falling mountain, his arms were injured, and his posture in the air was suddenly messy.

But in the dark throat of blood in his throat, Pei Ye still gritted his teeth and supported the strength and true qi of his whole body to the sword, everything was collapsing, only Shan Yu was as stable as if he was welded to death, and the blade of the sword was reversed against the long touch that was rushing by, and he struggled to press down.

After only one breath, the golden iron shriek suddenly turned into a cutting sound, and the blue blood burst into the air, and the long sword had cut into nearly half of it.

Pei Ye confirmed that there were indeed no bones in this thing, and the blood splashed in his face, only staining the skin for a moment, and then quickly penetrated under the skin and turned into a new support for the mountain feather in his hand.

Traumatized, the long touch immediately bounced off, circumventing a sharp circle, enveloping the boy in the center.

Another tentacle has risen from below.

Pei Li glanced down, fell on the mountainside of the high platform, and pointed from top to bottom, slowly erasing the remaining blood stains on the sword body.

Once again, he faced this kind of enemy who could not define strength in terms of human realm.

There is no true qi, only the strength of the Emperor of the Emperor, the tough and unbreakable scale armor, and the twelve slender bodies that are more than ten zhang long Pei Ye The only thing that can be sure is that he may not be able to kill such a tentacle even if he tries his best.

[Yulu] also failed to take effect as expected.

was different from when he faced Yi Nandai, who was still alive and well, but as soon as Pei Ye pressed on his body, the dragon flesh in his body melted and poured out, and he rushed towards him without resistance. This is exactly the same as when the [Dragon's Tongue] devoured people - after the person is transformed into a frost ghost, it does not need to be killed, as long as the dragon's tongue pierces into the body, it can be consumed.

The dragon's tongue mirror-like [Yulu] is also as it should be.

But in fact, there is an exception that Pei Li knows.

- If the consciousness of "food" has not disappeared, Yulu will not be able to enjoy it first, only when facing the immortal monarch.

Contact with these tentacles does not cause him to swallow them directly. Its consciousness should be a person like an immortal.

But at the same time, Pei Li also believed that he was not really facing the Immortal Monarch directly—otherwise, the blood that had just left his body would have turned into countless of the sharpest spikes that pierced his body, and there would never be the slightest chance of survival.

The next moment, two tentacles had come from the upper and lower squares.

The bloodstain that the long sword had just cut was completely gone at this time, and the injury didn't seem to have the slightest impact on it, and it was a roaring momentum, and with the complete awakening, the speed and strength went up a step again.

On the jade plate, the girl and the black cat also encountered the first wave of offensives, two long touches pierced horizontally and horizontally, the black cat had turned into a cocktail shape, and Li Yiqing's body was fluttering, but the blade was difficult to leave enough effective damage on the tentacles.

"Jade Sword" was not originally written to deal with this kind of thing.

Pei Ye retracted his gaze, and the howling wind in front of him came again, and he once again held up a solid sword frame, but his heart and lungs tightened when he was about to take over - this time it was definitely not the strength he could face head-on.

The mastery of the pinnacle of control appeared here again, Pei Li's long sword pressed against the body of this python, and it swung up with force, but the next moment this tentacle reflexively packed, and the other tentacle had also reached his body in the air.

At this time, it was like the intertwined and winding roots of the tree, weaving into a suffocating cage, and the boy could neither break through the tough scales, nor quickly break off the overbearing shape, and there was nowhere to escape.

And at this critical moment, Pei Ye didn't do anything, but turned his head to look at the top of the high platform.

There, the glazed glass swept from the bottom up, piercing the white mist through a huge hollow. Just as he was stabbed in front of His Majesty, after the white mist, the figure sitting on the high platform had been forced out of a vague shape.

It's much smaller than Pei Ye imagined.

A slender body, similar to the shape of a human, with a head, shoulders, and waist, but no legs, and only a little larger than a normal human, even more slender than the tentacles that extend from under it.

It sat there straight, motionless, as if it had been quiet for eternity, but around it, the white mist was wild, and the vast streamers swept up, and all the lazy tentacles suddenly rose up like predators, and the shadows of the Jiao were all in the air.

In the face of this sword, the Zilin Gaotai was shocked and rioted in an instant.

Pei Li's gaze calmly passed through everything, reaching the final top.

The glass is straight to the forehead of its body.

The remaining eight tentacles all swept back, sealing the sword's path.

Pei Ye retracted his gaze, but he didn't care that he was about to be imprisoned, twisted his waist and arms, and a sword [Broken Leaf Huilan] exploded on the tentacle and exploded a blue blood wave.

This was indeed a sword with all his might, but after this blow, he could not say that he escaped from this bundled cage, and even the second tentacle that came from it was no longer able to deal with it.

The heavy tenacity pressed from behind, Pei Li's arms had been shaken out of strength, his eyes were twisted, and the sword light returned to the sheath, and the sheath was horizontal in front of him.

The next moment, he was pushed by a huge force behind him and hit the scabbard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. But the mountain feather has become a bone for him, and in its overwhelmed trembling, Pei Ye was able to temporarily avoid the fate of being crushed inch by inch.

Of course, this is to drink the donkey to quench your thirst, the long sword cannot be unsheathed, the body cannot move, and only life is continued with true qi, and death is just the end after a while.

And in this situation, Pei Ye held the hilt of the sword in his hand, but his eyes were still not on himself, but suddenly cast into the air a few zhang away.

Where to gaze. Above the purple bamboo, in the white mist, violent flames burst out of the void in an instant, drowning a tentacle that was returning to the high platform in the blink of an eye.

Pei Ye left three shadows alone.

The remaining seven have sealed the path of the glass.

Liuli didn't dodge anything, and Yunbai's true qi lingered around the sword body, and it crashed straight into it!

In an instant, the scales flew and blood surged, the clouds and mist rippled in the air, and the entire sword body of the glass was submerged into the forest formed by the scales, and the stems, branches, and leaves were messily crushed, which was the most powerful blow so far.

But it still couldn't rush out from the other side.

The forehead of the Son of God was there, but the tentacles of the knot had firmly held it back.

The clouds and mist in front of him were all dispelled by this sword, and the Divine Son still sat still, looking at them with low eyebrows, its face was also the same as that of a human face, and under the overlapping scales, there was a special handsomeness. In a trance, you can even catch a passing look from it, as if sad and peaceful.

But it's just a fleeting old shadow, "Come on." It said in a silent voice.

Li Yiqing had already swept up from the bottom of the stage, and the black cockroach behind her dragged the two tentacles, and she rushed straight towards Pei Li, who was under the control of the gods, with her sword.

But it was still a step too late, and as Shenzi's voice settled, the long touch that bound Pei Li suddenly recovered, and in an instant, the young man who had no power to resist was sent to Shenzi.

Pei Ye remained motionless, as if he was completely still, and lowered his eyes to look at this magical creation that was close at hand.

The scale armor is as jade as gold, the vertical pupils are as precious as red gold, and every line that outlines the body shape is so handsome, it is like a sharp and natural sword, and like a spirit covered with scales and armor.

And outside them, the shadows danced wildly, blocking everything out.

Pei Ye finally confirmed the source of everything at this time.

The grand and lofty will, the perception of truth and illusion, crushes the poisonous flame of the heart. Everything comes from what is in front of you.

It was indeed His will, but it was unconscious, it emanated naturally and spread to all the places where the purple bamboo grows.

The body tightened again, the mountain feather let out an unbearable wail, and Pei Ye was like a bird choked by the throat, suffocating and speechless.

Miko didn't have the idea of hanging him, it looked at the young man in front of him who couldn't move, and gently opened his thin lips.

More than a dozen dragons and tongues poured out like lotus flowers.

As far as it is concerned, it is not an enemy that needs to be killed, but a meal that has just been offered.

Under the high platform, the girl in Tsing Yi was desperately snatching up with her sword, but she couldn't see anything, and the shadows all over her blocked all her vision and routes. On the other side, Liuli finally swept out of the remnants of the scale and blood, and with a turn, it had once again startled the fog and whistling wind, and it was directly towards the Divine Son.

Those broken tentacles are also repairing as quickly as possible, but the serious damage can't be restored in the blink of an eye after all, and the glass that can be stopped with seven tentacles is probably missing at this time.

And every sword of Liuli will not decay.

At this time, Miko, who was completely awake, glanced indifferently at the girl below, and actually took back the two pursuing tentacles.

It clearly identified the only thing in the room that threatened it.

Ten shadows formed a wall of scales in front of its throne, completely cutting off food from enemies.

It's like two worlds.

It has indeed reached the age of feasting, the last mind is about to be worn out, and as the son of Lingzhao, it has waited too long for a new heir.

The dragon's tongue opened and pierced at the immobile boy.

Outside the scale wall, Li Yiqing gritted his teeth and used all his strength to slash it, but except for two blood waves, nothing could shake it.

But the next moment, the flying sword slammed into the middle of this wall!

The turbulent air flow almost overturned the girl, and the scale wall collapsed and dispersed, and the mist swept away for several feet.

The glass had really done its best, and its momentum through everything was unstoppable, and the streamer-like sword shadow sank into the sea of scales, stirring up a crashing wave.

But in the end, it came to a standstill in the sea.

The clear tip of the sword had already pierced out, but the eleventh Jiaoying was peeled off from Pei Li's body and blocked it in one sweep.

Eleven python scales grinded and strangled tightly, and Liuli was completely strangled inside.

And behind this wall, the dragon's tongue was inserted into Pei Li's body in an instant.

All disturbances were blocked, and no one could disturb them on the platform of the mist.

The sharp teenager opened his eyes.

stared straight at the strange face in front of him.

It has been quite a while since the body completely collapsed into silence.

Pei Ye knew that this was a sacrificial feast, the so-called "close your eyes, let them devour, and after they have eaten at least fifteen catties of flesh and bones, open their eyes to each other", the son of God treats those who enter the country, not to kill, but to devour.

Pei Li also stared at it just now, these twelve tentacles were only arm-like things, their tips were not sharp and hard, and they did not have the ability to turn a person into liquid food from afar.

If the Son of God wants to eat, he can only bring food to him.

He was bound.

Just now he dragged three Jiaoying for Liuli, and now Liuli has dragged eleven for him.

The Assassins were able to reach the Emperor alone.

The mountains and snowfields that have remained unchanged for thousands of years seem to have never been set foot by any living creature since they existed.

Now, in the midst of this utter silence, suddenly there was a whistling sound from nowhere, as far away as the horizon, and as if it were at your feet, and wherever it went, it became louder and louder.

So in the panic of having no sustenance, I realized that this was the whole world collapsing.

The behemoth white brought a shadow that covered the sky.

The loose and collapsed body suddenly tensed, and the sound of unsheath resounded through the high platform.

The tentacles that tightened the boy's body instantly shattered, and blood scales fluttered like rain.

Pei Ye himself spat out a large amount of blood first, and in the splash of crimson and blue, he pierced the forehead of the thing in front of him with a sword.

"Avalanche" Part 2 [Come and Go].

But without roaring and froze, Miko slowly raised his eyebrows and looked at him, a pair of golden vertical pupils were silent and as bright as day.

(End of chapter)