Bang tom!

The huge body of the Hantan python fell down with a bang, pressing Chang Le underneath, and the huge weight made Chang Le's muscles and bones click, and then he vomited blood, his eyes were scattered, and his consciousness was blurred, and he fainted.

The bubbling blood flowing out of the seven inches of the Hantan python gushed out like a tide, covering Chang Le, so that Chang Le's upper body was completely submerged, and gradually went towards the lower body.

Chang Le at this moment is a bloody person, or a downcast, frustrated, or seriously ill person who crawled out of the sea of blood......

There was silence all around, but the smell of the blood of the Hantan python was moving with the wind, wafting in all directions, spreading to more distant places, so that the warriors or demon beasts in this area knew that there was such a big thing, and no creature dared to run over to provoke the Hantan python.

They or they, I don't know, the big ones they feared, have died of exhaustion, and those who die can no longer die.

If the warriors or demon beasts knew, I am afraid that they would not be so daunted and discouraged, but they would move when they heard the wind and wantonly reined in the benefits left by the Hantan Giant Python.

In less than half an hour, Chang Le, who was wrapped in blood, was also wet in his storage bag, and the blood of these Hantan pythons was actually straight towards the storage bag, and what flowed on the ground was still the wound on the Hantan python's body, and they were all sucked into it in the same way.

From the speed of the snail at the beginning, to the speed of the rabbit jumping, then to the speed of the tornado whistling by, to the limit, it is the speed of the tornado, and it begins to stabilize.

The blood on the Hantan python was absorbed by the fragment in the storage bag as if it didn't need money, and dozens of catties of blood and fragments could be swallowed.

However, there was no blood on its body, and its size did not increase by a point, only the metallic luster became more and more shining, dazzling, like a fragment of stars, blooming with brilliant brilliance.

The body of the Hantan python became more and more shriveled, almost only skin and bones remained, and at this time, the fragments were willing to stop, however, all the blood in the body of the Hantan python was swallowed up by it, and there was no drop left.

Shout!

The light emitted by the fragments became more and more intense, almost catching up with the glow of the sun, magnificent, surging out, more and more majestic, more and more aggressive, sharp, and directly broke through the space formation of the storage bag, and its figure also flew out of the storage bag, hovering in mid-air.

The momentum came out violently, shocking all directions, like a storm swept away, the surrounding mess was unsightly, it can be said that it was full of devastation, and the ground immediately fell up with a storm, and the diameter was only about a mile.

Suddenly, something appeared from the fragments, this thing was a black shadow, in the form of a long sword, as if it had a pair of eyes, it scanned the surroundings, and finally, the target was determined to be Changle's body.

Then, the black shadow split into one long sword after another, only one-tenth of its length, and the power it possessed was the same, the number was in the thousands, and as the sword-shaped black shadow moved, other small sword shadows also took action, and drilled into Chang Le's body.

The huge body of the Hantan Python pressed on Chang Le's body was originally as hard as iron, but in front of these sword shadows, it was like a thin piece of paper, which broke with a stroke, and the sound of stabbing and stabbing was endless.

In less than a moment, the body of the Hantan python was torn apart, shattered, and fell down like dust, and there was a bit of powder.

After solving the obstacles in front of Chang Le, these sword shadows penetrated into his body unhindered, sword after sword, as if cutting his body, making Chang Le's body, which was originally in a deep coma, instinctively react and subconsciously yelled:

"It hurts!"

"Ahh......h

"It hurts, I don't want ......."

Although Jian Ying didn't directly turn him into a pile of ashes like he did with the Hantan Giant Python, this kind of miserable torture was hundreds or thousands of times more painful than directly killing him.

The endless and heart-rending pain of the cycle made Chang Le wake up and fall unconscious, coma and wake up in pain, and so on, so that Chang Le could not survive and die, without a little strength in his body, he couldn't do it if he wanted to commit suicide, he could only bear it obediently.

A quarter of an hour!

Two quarters of an hour!

Three quarters of an hour!

......

Gradually, Chang Le got used to this state, his body was numb, his mind seemed to be still, and no sound was emitted, and his body exuded a fierce momentum, just like the sword-shaped black shadow emanating from his body, which became more and more intense.

As time went by, the number of sword shadows on Chang Le's body became less and less, his understanding of the sword became more and more profound, and his whole person was about to become a sword, and vaguely, he could see that he was - a long sword!

It's just that the phantom of the sword body formed is weak, and there is still a long way to go before it is truly formed, but Chang Le is already satisfied, and smiles with difficulty.

Before he could laugh, the black shadow rushed into his body roughly, flesh, bone marrow, and meridians...... It's like a needle prick.

Although Chang Le was accustomed to this state of insensitivity to it, he still couldn't bear this pain, which seemed to be the sum of all the previous sword shadows combined.

In less than three breaths, Chang Le couldn't hold on anymore and entered a state of suspended animation between sleep and shock, but his breathing was very stable, and his heartbeat was strong and powerful, and there was no danger to his life.

He didn't know that at the moment when he passed out, this sword-shaped black shadow turned into a hazy and imposing rainbow-like dust particles, scattered in his body, whether it was in the internal organs or other places, there were dust particles of the sword-shaped black shadow.

Almost his entire body was occupied by this, and he was still unaware, as if he was an ignorant corpse, lying there quietly.

Soon, blood gushed from his body, as if he was removing excess impurities from Chang Le's body, and black sticky objects came out with blood stains, covering his whole body, almost covering him completely.

On the outside of his body, there was an extra layer of blood-colored film, like a thin piece of clothing like a cicada's wings, tightly clinging to the skin, tightly seamed, ingenious, as if it was an innate special item.

From the outside, he looks like an alien in a blood-colored coat, somewhat similar to a bloodthirsty bloodline, but he has no characteristics of a bloodline.