Although carried away by the anger, Qing He reacted quickly after the blow and immediately left the place.

She didn't know what the consequences of the sword would be, whether she would be able to cut off the python's tongue as expected. This is also the first time, and there is no certainty about his sword.

The scarlet python tongue was injured by the golden sword, and the lying python beast swam away quickly.

Qing He turned around, and the golden python body followed closely behind, and immediately understood that she had angered the python beast. The python began to wield its might.

It used ten percent of its strength to provoke the beast. Qinghe thought while running, what should I do?

The speed is extreme, wandering at the limit of life and death, Qinghe is running, feeling like a wind, without a body, floating in the air.

A golden shadow was the same as her, fighting each other, both trying to swallow each other. She tried her best, but she still watched the golden shadow eat her little by little.

Her body became less and less, and the golden shadow was about to engulf her completely.

The mysterious feeling makes Qinghe feel like abandoning the body, and only the soul is floating. Seeing that it was about to disappear, her consciousness returned.

The body was still running rapidly, and the python behind it was in hot pursuit. Qinghe sped up and found that it was a little faster.

Accelerating again, the distance between him and the python gradually widened. At this time, she was in no hurry to escape. Wander around the python and think about how to kill the enemy.

Qing He looked at the python beast's head, which was dripping with blood, and it should have been injured by the sword just now. His eyes lit up, and he looked at the python's seven inches.

It seems to be running around, but it is trapping step by step, close to the fatal part of the python.

The python behind him was enraged and just wanted to swallow this daring little reptile. But whenever he approached, he was thrown away.

One man and one beast, each fighting for themselves, all want to kill the other.

After going around many circles, Qinghe felt that today was the most and fastest she had run in so many years. I've never run so hard. Her stamina was draining, and she had to speed up.

Closer, closer, for half an hour, the whole valley was trampled to the ground and could not be seen as it was. The grass and trees flew up, revealing the black soil.

The big pits on the ground are one after another, all of which are traces left by the hand.

Looking at the python's seven inches, Qing He's body suddenly turned in a different direction when he fled, and the sword stabbed at the seven inches.

For this sword, she ran away with the python for so long, and finally found a chance to make a move.

With this sword, all the skills of the heaven-level treasure weapon were lit up, and Qing He exhausted all his spiritual power. It's a matter of success or failure. She blocked everything, intending to break through the python's defenses, and hit with one blow.

The fast-moving python changed direction when Qinghe changed direction sharply.

When the golden sword was submerged, the head of the python beast was two feet away from Qing He, and its blood-colored mouth opened wide, and it was about to swallow Qing He.

Everything came to an abrupt halt, like a dynamic picture suddenly coming to a standstill. It's happening too fast to be imagined.

At this time, Qinghe's clothes were broken and he had many injuries on his body. Her face was covered in sweat and her body tensed until the sound of landing came from behind her, and she slowly turned her head.

With just one glance, Qing He's standing body could no longer hold up and sit on the ground.

In this battle, she tried her best and exhausted everything to have this moment of victory.

Qing He was relieved, thinking back to the situation he had just encountered, that mysterious feeling, as if he had fallen into some kind of awakening, and unconsciously broke through the limit.

"Qinghe, are you okay?" asked Ah Zi with concern. Watching the battle between Qinghe and the python, she was also worried.

"It's okay, it's just a little injured, and I'll be able to recover soon. Ah Zi, do you think I'm too weak, chased by the python so embarrassed. ”

Qing He was a little self-deprecating, "I originally thought that when my cultivation reached the middle stage of the Cave Heaven, it was already very good, and I could kill a sixth-level desolate beast, but who knew that the first battle would be so difficult." ”

"Qinghe, you have done a good job. Ah Zi has something to hide from you. "Ah Zi's confidence is not authentic.

"What's the matter?" asked Qing He casually. She was a little frustrated, still thinking about the battle just now.

Ah Zi's voice was very small, "The python beast just now won't be able to break through to level seven in a short time." ”

"Ah Zi, what are you talking about?" Qing He turned his head sharply and looked at the purple-gold vines rooted in the ground.

"Qinghe, you are very powerful. The python is about to become a seventh-level desolate beast, and you have defeated it. Ah Zi said flatteringly.

"Boss Zi is right, Qing He, you are already very powerful, you can kill a seventh-level desolate beast. Xiaocao also said.

Qing He looked at the two guys in front of him, and felt that they were doing it on purpose.

"Ah Zi, Xiaocao, you deliberately asked me to fight against the python, didn't you?"

"It's not. Ah Zi said quickly, "Qinghe, only the python beast around here is level six, and it meets your requirements, so I will bring you here." You see, the result is not very good, proving that you are very good. ”

Xiaocao said: "Qinghe, even if Boss Zi tells the truth about the python beast, won't you kill it?"

Qing He fell into deep thought. Yes, the python is still level six after all, but it is more powerful, and when there is no other goal, she can only choose. Besides, even if she knew, she wouldn't run away without a fight.

Anyway, it turned out like this. Qing He didn't pursue it anymore, she knew the true strength of the python beast, and her understanding of herself was clearer.

Just like Ah Zi said, she defeated the python beast, the top of the sixth-level desolate beasts. She is also powerful.

After two days of healing, Qing He continued to go deeper, looking for the sixth-level desolate beast.

Killing a sixth-level desolate beast is worth a lot of money, which is incomparable to a hundred fifth-level desolate beasts. As long as Qinghe thought of this, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.

In the Desolate Beast Plain, as it went deeper, the number of sixth-level desolate beasts did not increase much, and it was not easy to find a chance to start.

"Ah Zi, there are very few sixth-level desolate beasts living in groups, do you know why?"

"Qing He, the sixth-level desolate beast is strong, with a low intelligence, and there are very few people living in groups. They will have their own territory, and no other beast will be allowed to set foot on it. ”

"Oh, wouldn't that be convenient for me. Qinghe said happily. Her current strength can only be one-on-one.

"That's right, Qinghe, it's exactly what you want. "The grass is cheerful.

Looking at the golden bracelet on his wrist, Qing He suddenly asked, "Xiaocao, what level is the most powerful desolate beast you can kill?"

I heard Ah Zi say before that the spirit clan is above the desolate beasts. Qing He felt that her understanding seemed to be wrong, it wasn't that the Spirit Race was necessarily more powerful than the Desolate Beast.

Like Ah Zi and Xiaocao, dealing with low-level desolate beasts is a piece of cake. But if it was a high-level desolate beast, they would have to work harder.

"I don't know. "Little grass road.

"Ah, Xiaocao, think about it and tell me, okay?" Qinghe continued to ask.

"The most Xiao Cao used to kill were the third- and fourth-level desolate beasts. After following Boss Zi, I can kill the fifth-level ones, but I haven't tried the sixth-level ones yet. However, Xiaocao felt that it would be a bit more difficult to kill level six. ”

Qing He understood, and it was as she thought. The Elves are not so powerful and can be proud of everything.