Looking at the back of the ghostly snake that was as fast as lightning, Xianxu Zhenren was shocked in his heart, and the different color in his eyes reappeared.

Today's battle, which has always been hidden by the various sects that have never been in his eyes, really surprised Xianxu Zhenren, and was also greatly shocked.

Whether it is the spear in Wang Chaoyang's hand or the demon snake controlled by Confucianism, they are all powerful killers who can discuss life and death with Xianxu real people.

Especially the Phantom Snake of Confucianism, the Snake Emperor, who was rumored to have the strength of the fusion period, was controlled by Confucianism with a fake Regent Beast Ring to ban the soul of the gods, even though the breath is only the strength of the mid-stage demon baby, and because it is manipulated, the strength will be reduced again. But after all, the real strength of the Snake Emperor is a fusing stage monster, even if the strength of a body is discounted, the speed defense of the flesh, etc., are not something that ordinary Yuan Infant Stage cultivators can easily deal with.

At this moment, the ghost snake is like this, although its body is stiff during the journey, and it seems that it is not very flexible in the transition and turn, but the speed is amazing.

If this monster is allowed to get close, the virtuous and virtual real person asks himself if he can't get out of it within three breaths, and he will definitely die under his poisonous claws.

When Xianxu Zhenren's mind was in a hurry, the ghost snake had already come to Wang Chaoyang's body, and its intact right claw was raised high above the top, ready to swing down at any time.

The speed of the phantom snake is greatly feared even by the great power of the Yuan Infant Stage, let alone Wang Chaoyang in the late stage of Jindan. Wang Chaoyang, who turned to look back, saw the ghost snake rushing in front of him like lightning, and he was terrified in his heart, and he could only shake the bloodthirsty wind spear in advance to stab out three qi strengths.

The three qi qi that went towards the middle of the abdomen of the ghost snake, the body of the ghost snake just shook casually, and then let the two qi qi pass. The remaining qi slammed into the belly of the snake covered with silver-white scale armor, and immediately shattered into scattered energy and dissipated in the air, and only two pieces of the scale armor the size of the snake's lower abdomen armor showed only a trace of cracks.

After the three qi powers, Wang Chaoyang, who had no time to perform the rest of the magic spells, had no choice but to face the sharp claws of the ghost snake and send the bloody spear in his hand to the abdomen of the ghost snake.

The speed of the ghost snake is extremely fast, Wang Chaoyang asked himself if he couldn't get rid of it at all, instead of wandering and fighting, it was better to fight to the death nearby. And there is a Chen San behind him who doesn't know what kind of changes have happened, which makes Wang Chaoyang unable to leave.

The bloodthirsty spear energy that even the virtuous and real people did not dare to despise was forced to force the two late-stage Jindan monks to be close to each other, and when it hit the belly of the ghostly snake, it could only crack two pieces of silver-white scale armor, which showed the strength of the defense of this monster.

The qi struck at the abdomen of the ghost snake, but the huge python head of the ghost snake was still blank in its eyes, without the slightest pain, and the raised claws were like lightning strokes.

However, when Wang Chaoyang stabbed out with a shot that fought for his life, a deep fear crossed the ghost's blank eyes, and he immediately retracted his claws and retreated, but in the blink of an eye, he had already withdrawn ten zhang away.

"Huh!?"

Gao Junshan couldn't help but sigh in his mouth when he saw the ghostly snake's move, and his voice was full of disbelief.

Gao Junshan gave a death order, and he wanted the snake to be injured at the expense of being injured, and he also wanted to kill Wang Chaoyang under his claws.

The giant poison of the ghost snake is all on the claws, even if Wang Chaoyang cannot be killed with one blow, but the giant poison on the claws can still easily poison Wang Chaoyang. A strange person like Chen San, Gao Junshan really didn't believe that there was a second one in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the phantom snake, which was controlled like a puppet, would avoid Wang Chaoyang's spear at the moment when he was approaching.

Isn't this ghost snake sane? How could he disobey his orders and avoid Wang Chaoyang's spear stabbing without permission?

Not only that, but the spear that can make the snake give birth to the meaning of avoidance shows how extraordinary the bloodthirsty wind spear at the bottom of the ground level is.

The ghost snake retreated, and a beam of crystal shadows turned into a real ice sword of Xianxu crossed the ghost snake and stabbed straight towards Wang Chaoyang.

Knowing that Wang Chaoyang, who had escaped the catastrophe, had not yet had time to secretly call out for Xingqing, the ice sword of Xianxu Zhenren stabbed in front of him, so he had to swing his hands with guns from side to side, swinging the bloodthirsty wind gun and sweeping towards the ice sword.

"Ding"

With a shattering sound, the ice sword was swept on the blade by the bloodthirsty wind spear, and was knocked away with a crisp sound, while Wang Chaoyang took two steps backwards to stabilize his body, and then chased after the gossip jade plate that was circling on the side.

The ghost snake glanced at the ice sword that flew away, and when he saw a fingertip-sized gap on the blade, a trace of doubt crossed his eyes, and then he returned to a daze, and his body was swinging, and he chased straight after Wang Chaoyang, who turned around to chase after the gossip jade plate.

In the sense of divine sense, Wang Chaoyang, who learned that the ghost snake behind him was chasing after him again, looked at the yin and yang pisces crack in the middle of the gossip jade plate not far away, and his eyes were condensed, and a touch of determination crossed it.

Wang Chaoyang let go of a hand from the spear and formed a sword finger, and a beam of green light appeared on his fingertips, and then dotted on his chest one after another. After nine finger clicks, three mouthfuls of scorching red blood spurted out of his mouth and landed on the spear in his hand.

The three mouthfuls of essence blood did not leak at all, as if they were drawn by an invisible thing, and all of them fell on the bloodthirsty wind spear, and immediately reproduced the momentum of the previous Yama Blood Prison, and the overwhelming spiritual pressure pressed directly over a radius of thousands of zhang. The monks who had come back to their senses moved in their hands, and then they froze in place again, their eyes glowing with deep fear, as if they had seen something that had broken their minds.

"Hah!"

As soon as the spear in his hand finished sucking the essence blood, Wang Chaoyang, who had a great drop in the breath on his body, shouted loudly in his mouth, stabbed the spear forward, and struck out like blood and energy, drawing out a red line and going straight to the gossip jade plate that cracked out of the yin and yang fishes.

After stabbing out like blood, Wang Chaoyang no longer paid attention to the gossip jade plate in front of him, his body turned, and he raised his spear in front of him to face the ghost snake that swept like lightning and sent the spear in his hand, and behind him a hundred zhang blood-red phantom shaped like a ghost in the hell condensed in the air, roaring with his head up, and a pair of cold and bloody eyes shot directly at the ghost snake in front of him.

Wang Chaoyang's breath dropped greatly, but the spear in his hand was mighty, and the ghost of Yan Prison appeared behind him, even if he was stupid and dull, he also knew that Wang Chaoyang's blow was extraordinary, Gao Junshan saw it in his eyes, and immediately a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

If the ghost snake dies under this blow, there will be no more killers from Confucianism, and there will be no way to compete with the real great sects such as Chongxumen and Haishan Sect.

However, Gao Junshan only glanced at Chen San in the distance, his eyes froze, and he continued to order the ghost snake to step forward.

This time, in order to ensure the control of the ghost snake as desired, Gao Junshan used ten percent of the power of his divine sense, and the soul reincarnation beast ring on the snake was a burst of spiritual light.

The ghost snake that was going towards Wang Chaoyang, when he saw Wang Chaoyang's incomparable power, the snake's eyes seemed to see a familiar and frightened thing, and the snake's body couldn't help but tremble, looking like it wanted to swing its tail and flee at any time.

Before the phantom snake could turn around uncontrollably, after a burst of aura appeared on the Divine Beast Ring on its neck, the fear in the snake's eyes disappeared and rose dazedly.

However, the moment the fear in the eyes of the ghost snake disappeared, a trace of imperceptible unwillingness flashed for a moment, and it was overshadowed by a blankness, and the snake's body twisted sharply towards Wang Chaoyang.