Sikong Haoran tossed and turned among the group of demonic beasts, and at this time his hand had been replaced with a dagger more than a foot long, and another fourth-order intermediate demonic beast died in his hands, and with it its violent soul. Sikong Haoran left behind an illusion, but his true body disappeared from their sight.

On top of a towering tree, Sikong Haoran was like a bat, his feet hanging from a branch, and he showed a look of surprise while observing the wanton demonic beasts.

As the soul of the demon beast that had just been hunted entered the Soul Refining Ding, the outline in the soul ocean was clearer and more dazzling than before, and even the entire soul ocean was sprinkled with a layer of pale golden brilliance.

Although Sikong Haoran was competing with demonic beasts during this time and consumed a lot of soul power, as the outline of the Soul Refining Ding gradually became clear, he would also overflow a part of his soul silk to the soul ocean, so Sikong Haoran's mental state at this time was unusually abundant.

Haoran Sword Technique has long become a part of his body, always running, although the 100,000 mountains are dangerous and chaotic, but the richness of the Xuan Qi is very high, and it is also very complicated, as the Xuan Qi enters the body, it is gradually transformed into Haoran Qi.

"There are still thirty souls in the primary level of the Spirit Realm!" Sikong Haoran opened his eyes, looking at the demonic beasts shuttling in the lush mountains, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he hung for a long time, which did not bring him any discomfort, but enjoyed this transformation very much.

At this moment, he saw a turquoise figure flashing from a distance, the originally irascible, ferocious, and bloodthirsty demonic beasts were scattered in a hurry as if they had encountered natural enemies, and some of the demonic beasts that had not had time to escape became the food in his belly, and some were prostrate on the ground, trembling and not daring to move.

Sikong Haoran hung on the high branches, all the breath on his body converged, and a layer of invisible soul power enveloped his body.

A giant python that was thicker than the towering tree under him, with two pairs of huge scarlet wings, the scales on its body wider than the palms combined, and its whole body was green, and a giant python about twenty feet long appeared in the bush in front of him, its head raised high, swallowing scarlet snake letters, and on either side of his skull, two pairs of fan-shaped butterfly wings grew.

"Double-winged blue-scaled python!" Sikong Haoran opened his eyes wide, looking at the behemoth in the distance, and his heart was flooded with monstrous waves, and then, this horror turned into hope.

Because he found that the level of the two-winged blue-scaled python in the distance was between the fifth order and the sixth order, that is, the strength was close to the realm of the sword cultivation great sword master's perfection.

Sikong Haoran closed his eyes, and the "Poison Sutra" was rushing in his mind like a flood that opened the floodgates. The two-winged blue-scaled python, due to accidentally eating a fig fruit growing on a seven-colored vine, has mutated blood, the whole body is green, the seventh order can be turned into a Jiao, and the eighth order has undergone a thunderstorm and transformed into a shape. Good at speed, extremely poisonous, weak point is seven inches, under the neck of the scales.

Sikong Haoran opened his eyes and looked at the winged blue-scaled python wandering in the distance, "The strength is between the intermediate peak of the Great Sword Master to the consummation realm of the Great Sword Master, and it is a little weaker than the Purgatory Mad Lion encountered in the secret realm of the Dragon Teng Empire in the Western Regions, now that you know its strengths and weaknesses, it is not without the power to fight?"

He didn't know why the two-winged blue-scaled python appeared here, perhaps it was attracted by the bloody aura on the periphery, watching it flutter a pair of wings, eating the nearby demonic beasts. When his feet were off the branches and about to make intimate contact with the ground, his fingers were slightly bent together, and then he lurked silently on the ground.

The two-winged blue-scaled python turned its head slightly, looking in the direction where Sikong Haoran had just fallen, and a faint sound just now attracted his attention.

Sikong Haoran felt that a pair of green eyes were staring at the direction where he was, if he hadn't learned the secret technique of concealing his breath in the soul duel, it was estimated that he would have been discovered by the two-winged blue-scaled python at this time.

"Not good!"

The moment Sikong Haoran raised his head, he saw a huge head, with sharp fangs open, staring at him tightly, and a fishy wind was coming in the direction where he was, and it seemed that he still underestimated the perception of the two-winged blue-scaled python.

Roll to the left, and the wind and clouds will be shadowed

Fa Shen disappeared in place, clenched the dagger in his hand, and when he moved, he saw wisps of green smoke rising from the place where he had just laid down by the moonlight, and a chill arose in his heart.

In the eyes of the two-winged blue-scaled python, Sikong Haoran dangled in front of him like a grasshopper, but the speed was very fast, and streams of poisonous smoke spewed out of its mouth, and wherever the poisonous smoke passed, whether it was a towering tree or a hard stone, it was invaded and corroded by the residual green liquid.

"Shhhh Shh

The winged blue-scaled python swallowed the letter, let out an angry hiss, between the fluttering of its wings, the wind rose in all directions, chasing in the direction of Sikong Haoran, its wings were as sharp as knives, and the towering trees broke off one by one.

Sikong Haoran released his soul power to observe its every move, and the Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Body Technique was cast at full speed, and a phantom appeared in the dense forest.

The two-winged blue-scaled python spotted the hidden human figure, and its long turquoise tail swept towards Sikong Haoran's head with a devastating force.

At the moment when the two-winged blue-scaled python attacked, Sikong Haoran's true body rushed down from a high place, stepped on its body, held the dagger tightly with both hands, attracted the haoran qi in his body, and stabbed towards his seven inches.

"Squeak... Squeak!"

The moment the dagger made contact with the scales on its body, a burst of spark light bloomed on the scales, Sikong Haoran raised his right hand, and slashed at the top of the dagger one after another, and a crack appeared on the scales, and then pierced into the body of the two-winged blue scale python, but it only pierced into the flesh, and was stuck by its solid scales.

This dagger is a medium-grade spiritual weapon that Sikong Haoran asked for from Ye Chaoyang before he set off, he is now in the middle stage of the Forging Bone Realm, and with a full blow, coupled with the sharpness of the medium-grade spiritual weapon, he can only make the two-winged blue-scaled python suffer a little slight injury, which makes him feel incredible.

What just happened was also in the blink of an eye, a sharp pain came from the back of the two-winged blue-scaled python, a stinging pain in the heart, it was angry, it was calculated by a small human reptile, the wings floated wildly, and gusts of wind flew sand and rocks.

The body of the two-winged blue-scaled python was also writhing wildly, trying to shake off the humans on its body, but Sikong Haoran was like a kraft candy, clinging to his back.

Sikong Haoran gripped the dagger that sank into the flesh tightly with both hands, and a stream of green liquid flowed out of the wound, emitting a pungent fishy smell. Sikong Haoran wanted to avoid this green liquid, but the speed of the two-winged blue scale python was too fast, shuttling back and forth in the 100,000 mountains, and his body was also swaying from side to side, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Bang!"

The body of the two-winged blue-scaled python brushed against a stone wall, and before he could pull out the dagger, Sikong Haoran was thrown far away, and there was a burning smell of burnt paste from the light gray robe.

Immediately, a huge tail appeared in his eyes, and his palms slapped towards the tail of the winged python, and with this force, his body rotated unconventionally, and a huge force slapped on his side and back.

"Poof!"

A stream of blood overflowed from his throat and spurted out, and his body fell to the ground at this time, rolling forward, unloading most of his strength. If it weren't for the fact that he was in the middle of the Bone Forging Realm, he finally deviated from the direction, and coupled with the hasty attack of the two-winged blue scale python, Sikong Haoran would definitely suffer serious internal injuries now.

The red on the corners of his mouth, the ferocity in his eyes, looking at the two-winged blue-scaled python that was coming rapidly in front of him, a sword appeared in his hand, and under the speed of six times the speed of the wind and clouds, it rotated back and forth around it, and one after another fierce sword qi slashed towards his wings.

"It can't be consumed like this, it must be resolved quickly, and it will change later!" Sikong Haoran muttered in his heart, Haoran's sword aura was mixed with a sword intent, and when he touched the double-winged blue-scaled python, he let out a terrible scream, "Effective!"

The two-winged blue-scaled python was originally a fierce beast, and he was about to advance to the sixth order, and his spiritual intelligence was not comparable to that of ordinary fierce beasts, and he also saw that the human in front of him was not simple, and the cone on his back was tingling, and he was in a fierce sword aura

The mixed aura made it feel uneasy, but it didn't make it flinch, but it aroused the ferocity in his heart.

Between the vibrations of the wings, the diamond-shaped spikes flashed with turquoise light towards Sikong Hao, and then swallowed a rich fishy aura, followed by the diamond-shaped spikes, and sent a killing blow.

Sikong Haoran took advantage of the moonlight to look at the diamond-shaped spikes that came quickly, and a soul warning was born in his heart, and one after another majestic Haoran sword qi collided with the diamond-shaped spikes.

A phantom appeared on the left and the right, and then the rich fishy aura annihilated the two figures, and Sikong Haoran's true body appeared at a distance of ten meters from the head of the two-winged blue-scaled python, and issued the most powerful blow, the fifth form of the Haoran Sword Technique.

"A drop in the ocean!"

He was not proficient enough in the fifth form, and he had only just gotten a glimpse of the door, and this blow consumed more than half of the Haoran Qi in his body, and he didn't know how much damage his strongest blow would bring to the two-winged blue-scaled python.

He knelt on the spot panting with his sword, and bright red blood spilled from his lips again, but the corners of his mouth showed a cold arc.

"Bang!"

The body of the two-winged python was thrown far away, only to see a deep scar on his forehead, green blood slid down the wound rapidly, and two souls pierced into his brain in an instant, and when he let out a terrible scream, a scarlet bead appeared on the top of its head.

"Boom!"

It is "haunting dreams".

At the moment of the explosion, a scarlet ** poisonous mist overflowed on the top of the two-winged blue-scaled python's head, and a trace entered his nose.

Ordinary people, even if they inhale a little, they have to fall asleep and indulge in dreams until they die. Even powerful demonic beasts will be affected by it if they are not careful, and they will become sluggish, and then the poisonous mist will invade all the meridians, eat away at the vitality in the body, and struggle to die in the dream realm.

In the secret realm of the Dragon Empire, Sikong Haoran used the "Soul Haunting Dream" to escape from the mouth of the sixth-order primary purgatory mad lion.

Sikong Haoran knew that the two-winged blue-scaled python was a fierce demonic beast, and it was also a poison, and he didn't know how much trouble this "haunting dream" would bring him, looking at him shaking his head and looking groggy.

Sikong Haoran appeared under his neck in a flash, and a sword pierced into the depths of his scales, and the winged bibi python instantly came to its senses, endless hatred bloomed in its green eyes, and a huge tail whipped Sikong Haoran's body again.

"Ahh

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the body that was thrown high, as if it was welcoming the first touch of fish belly white on the horizon, and then fell hard into the hard gravel. Sikong Haoran felt that the internal organs in his body seemed to be all displaced under this huge force, which was more painful than ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

His body curled up in the pile of rubble, spurting out a mouthful of thick blood, staining a large area in front of him, his face was extremely hideous, and his eyes were blood-red. Sikong Haoran shouted in his heart, "I can't fall, I can't die, I still have a big revenge to avenge, Xiaoxiao is still waiting for me!!..."

His hands trembled, ignoring the sharpness of the gravel, and he raised his head tremblingly, looking in the direction of the winged blue-scaled python, only to see its raised head like an old man on the verge of decay, falling heavily to the ground, splashing a large cloud of smoke and dust.

Sikong Haoran propped up his hands and knelt in the pile of rubble, blood slipped from his lips one by one, his tense body relaxed, his hazy eyes blurred, and a group of seven people appeared in his sight.

He stretched out his left hand, trying to grasp something, but the word grandpa came out of his mouth indistinctly, and then he fell into the pile of rubble.

The moment he closed his eyes, there was a strange sound in his body, and a figure in a red robe approached quickly towards the fish belly white.

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