The Xihe sword that fell from the sky, carrying the power of ten thousand jun, the flames that burned everything, directly nailed the head of the giant demon to the ground.

Hiss...... Hiss......!

The Xihe sword, which contains the power of Xihe, is the nemesis of this evil thing.

The giant demon whose body was contaminated with the flames of the Burning Sky carried by Xi and the sword continued to let out a terrible hiss.

And its true form also emerged from the mountain of corpses......

It turned out to be a large centipede nearly 100 meters long!

The light in Zhang Tong's eyes flashed, and he said in surprise: "I didn't expect it to be such a big centipede ......!"

"Besides, depending on the species, it should be a rare iron-backed centipede......

The iron-backed centipede is also a xenomorph.

As soon as it hatched, it carried a body of iron armor, which was as hard as iron, and ordinary swords were difficult to hurt......

And like this iron-backed centipede that has been cultivated for thousands of years and has reached the realm of distraction, it is estimated that the iron-armored defense of this body is probably going to reach the point where ten thousand laws are inviolable, right?

However, in the face of the supreme flying sword like Xihe Sword, which is comparable to the existence of the acquired spirit treasure, the defense of this iron-backed centipede is in vain!

"Hey, that's right!"

Zhang Tong suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and then directly got out the six-winged golden centipede of the spirit pet in his ten thousand poison bag......

Since taking this little guy in, except for collecting a large amount of poison in the Ten Thousand Poison Forest, he hasn't let it come out through the wind.

This is also because in order to let this little guy grow up quickly, Zhang Tong let it devour all the poisons collected in the ten thousand poison bag......

I just hope that this little guy can grow again.

However, even if it devoured countless poisons, this six-winged golden centipede was still a little short of wanting to go further.

Now that he saw the iron-backed centipede that was screaming under his own Xihe sword below, Zhang Tong remembered it.

"Go, give me this big ......! I don't think you're growing up?!"

With Zhang Tong's order, the six-winged golden centipede in the Ten Thousand Poison Bag turned into a golden light and rushed down in an instant.

Inevitably, this little guy was injured by the flames of Xi He Sword, and Zhang Tong immediately controlled Xi He Sword to converge the light.

Originally, Zhang Tong was afraid that this little guy would have no way to start with the big guy below because the gap was too big......

Who knew that the golden light that the six-winged golden centipede turned into was only slightly paused on the head of the iron-backed centipede, and then it got into it in an instant!

Hiss......!

Rumble!

The iron-backed centipede, which was still struggling, only had time to let out one last hiss, and then its huge body, which was constantly struggling, instantly slammed into the ground, crushing the entire mountain of corpses.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you little guy......"

Even the iron-backed centipede defense of the distraction realm could break through, and Zhang Tong found that he had been putting this little guy in this ten thousand poison bag before, which was a bit condescending!

Just as Zhang Tong was waiting for the six-winged golden centipede to devour the iron-backed centipede, he suddenly found that someone was rapidly approaching in the distance......

Turning his head, Zhang Tong frowned slightly.

Because the person who came turned out to be the same as Edgeworth......!

"It's ...... Have you met a fellow practitioner?"

Zhang Tong was still standing in the air, with a slight curiosity in his eyes.

In his divine sense, among the two people who came from the imperial sword, one of them has the cultivation of the Yuan Shen realm, although he feels that the power of the other party's Yuan Shen is relatively weak, and it is estimated that he has just reached the stage of Yin God, but judging from his sharp sword qi, he is also a master of sword cultivation.

As for the other one, it feels like a completely ordinary person......

"A beard, a scholar......"

Zhang Tong's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the comer.

"That's interesting......"

Just when Zhang Tong felt that things were becoming more and more interesting, the two people who came from Edgeworth also saw him.

In particular, the Xi and the sword, which are dozens of feet high, exude immeasurable power like standing up to the sky and the earth!

"This is, there are masters here!"

The bearded man pinched his hands together, and then the flying sword under his feet stopped the two of them in mid-air......

After listening to the bearded man's words, the scholar behind him poked his head out from behind him with a frightened face, and said in a trembling voice: "I said Yan Chixia, what kind of master are you talking about?"

Yan Chixia didn't care about the questions of the people behind her, but followed Xi Hejian to see the huge body of the iron-backed centipede on the ground, and was immediately shocked.

"What?!This demon has been slain!"

When she looked at Zhang Tong in the air again, a chill suddenly appeared in Yan Chixia's heart.

Not daring to slack off, Yan Chixia hurriedly landed not far from Zhang Tong, and then bowed and saluted: "Enter Yan Chixia after the end of school and meet the seniors!"

Although the other party looks to be in his twenties, as a cultivator, there is no way to judge a person's age based on their appearance.

Because it may seem to you as a small child, but it may be the power of some predecessors who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years!

"That's interesting......"

Zhang Tong had a smile on his face.

Because just now he heard that the scholar actually called this bearded man "Yan Chixia"......

Then look at the big centipede below, which reminds Zhang Tong of a movie...... A Chinese Ghost Story ......

"This world...... I really don't understand......"

Zhang Tong said secretly in his heart.

The White Snake World can be regarded as a small tributary in the Great World of the Flood Desolation......

Originally, Zhang Tong thought it was just a world dominated by the legend of the White Snake.

But judging from his experience, whether it is the three virgins or the Yan Chixia who appears now, it shows that this world is not as simple as he imagined!

"Well, the words of this Chinese ghost ghost don't indicate which dynasty it is, so I can't judge. But the story of the Baolian lantern should have happened in the late Tang Dynasty. After all, when Agarwood apprenticed to Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong once said that three hundred years had passed since he learned the scriptures......"

"Journey to the West took place in the early Tang Dynasty, and the entire Tang Dynasty existed for a total of 289 years, and at that time, Agarwood was already over 16 years old when he apprenticed......

If you calculate it like this, it is not uncommon for you to meet that Liu Yanchang now.

Zhang Tong's gaze turned to the dark sky.

Seeing that the bright moonlight had covered those stars, he sighed secretly in his heart.

"This world...... Could it be that this white snake is not a small tributary of the Great World of the Desolate Flood at all, but a different time ...... intercepted from the long river of this world?"

If that's really the case, it means that the White Snake World where Zhang Tong is now is in the same world as the Ancient Flood Wilderness, the Lich World, the Great Tribulation of the Gods, and the Journey to the West......

It's just that Zhang Tong only exists at different points in time in this world!

"If that's the case, then it's ...... fun!"