As soon as the fangs touched the grass soldiers, a corrosive sound of "snort" sounded, and the grass soldiers, who originally emitted a pale green light, immediately withered and turned into dry grass.

"Bite him!" Aherene snorted, and immediately flew back, once again hiding in the jungle.

And the ink python heard the master's instructions, the pointed triangular shape of the head turned, greedily looked in the direction of Xuanyuan, a few drops of venom fell from the slightly open fangs, corroding the ground into pits.

With a hiss, the body of the ink python's forearm was close to the ground, twisted into a perfect "S" curve, and began to fly close to Xuanyuan.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Yuan frowned and removed the grass and trees around him. Instead, he sacrificed four chain-like grass soldiers, waving them like swimming dragons, turning them into a large net and shrouding them towards the ink python.

The ink python's miserable green vertical pupils flashed with a cunning color, and with a sudden force, the entire body actually rose into the air, and thus avoided the blockade of Xuanyuan. It even took advantage of its big mouth to condescendingly eject a large amount of green poisonous mist from its mouth, and its vision was suddenly blurred.

Xuan Yuan's complexion did not change, his hands changed, and six blue high-temperature flames appeared out of thin air, forming a flame circle at the tail of the title, roaring away towards the poisonous mist.

Before it could be touched, a large amount of poisonous mist was scorched by the high temperature and dissipated.

However, at this moment, the body of the ink python had already fallen back from the sky and invaded like lightning, and Xuanyuan could even see the luster of its scales.

Xuan Yuan just wanted to retreat from the Wind Riding Method, when iron spear centipedes suddenly appeared again in all directions.

Ahereau, who was hiding in the shadows, smiled secretly, and at the same time that Xuanyuan was dealing with the ink python, he was not idle.

Although this attack was not as exaggerated as it was at the beginning, there were hundreds of iron spear centipedes, but it was not too different. According to rough estimates, at this time, there were at least seventy or eighty iron spear centipedes as hard as steel spears stabbing Xuanyuan!

Xuanyuan had no choice but to resist and once again sacrificed [Grass and Trees Are Soldiers]. But because it was a product of haste, the quality of the grass soldier barrier this time was far less solid than before, and in the face of the siege of the iron spear centipede, it was only able to resist.

The ink python's eyes flashed fiercely, and he seized the opportunity to show his fangs, and with a "bang", a stream of turquoise venom immediately shot towards the precarious barrier. Unsurprisingly, the grass soldier barrier collapsed and turned into withered ashes.

The ink python did not hesitate to take advantage of the victory to pursue, turning into a pitch-black horse training roll towards Xuanyuan in the sky full of flying ashes, the greed in its eyes was undisguised, it seemed that it couldn't wait to tear open the chest of its prey and taste flesh and blood!

However, the next moment, the cold invaded, frost formed on the ground, and a sword light broke through the flying dust and slashed towards the pointed triangular head of the ink python.

There was a sound of metal colliding with the ground, and the ink python flew backwards with a scream. Then Xuanyuan stepped on the breeze to break through the dust and chased towards the heavily injured ink python.

The cold light was awe-inspiring, like a clear moon in late autumn, and the sword light struck towards the ink python with a sense of indifference and coldness. One, two, three......

Dao Dao sword light turned into a large net, and the ink python net was inside, and countless small but fatal wounds bloomed on the ink python's body.

The cold air invaded, and the snake's blood seeped out in a large area, and in an instant, a piece of red frost formed on the ground.

"Thief!"

Xuanyuan's ears moved, his body turned and he retreated, and the place where he was originally standing was immediately occupied by the iron spear centipede that shot in.

Looking at the dying ink python on the ground, Ahereau's body stiffened, and then he took out a large number of bottles and cans from his body and fell to the wound.

Xuan Yuan gasped and withdrew his mana, and a small part of the lines on the Frost Descending Sword in his right hand that were originally emitting blue light slowly fell silent.

Stretching out his left hand into his arms, Xuan Yuan picked up a spirit stone and began to slowly recover his mana.

This time I came to find Ahereno, and the snakes, insects, rats and ants he encountered along the way, Xuanyuan all used imperial envoy spells or slapped them away with palm power, and did not carry the dust as usual - this was of course not because Xuanyuan underestimated the enemy, but because he already had a better choice, carrying the Frost Falling Sword in a wide robe.

As a magic weapon that can be compared to the sword qi compass, the Frost Falling Sword is indeed extraordinary. Even if Xuan Yuan didn't have the corresponding magic technique, just superficially instilling mana to use it, its power was enough to make people's eyes shine.

Even if the scales of the ink python are extremely hard, and the frost falling magic sword can only break through small openings, the frost power attached to the magic sword can also make it lose the power to resist in an instant.

It's just that although the power of the Frost Falling Magic Sword is very impressive, it is not a magic weapon like a sword qi compass after all, and it can store vitality on its own - it requires the person holding the sword to continuously instill mana.

Therefore, the consumption caused by each use of it is quite huge, not to mention that Xuan Yuan has not yet succeeded in making a mark on the magic sword! In this case, the consumption of the person holding the sword is even worse.

In fact, every time Xuan Yuan wanted to be branded, the lines on the magic sword would instinctively resist, and it seemed that a specific magic seal spell was needed to subdue it.

At this moment, Xuan Yuan only had one or two percent of mana left.

The scene fell silent for a while, Ahereau looked at the dead ink python on the ground, turned his head to look at Xuanyuan, and his tone was unexpectedly calm.

"I spent several years of hard work to collect essence, and finally collected it half a month ago, met the conditions and started to carry out the 'Gu Sending Technique'. I thought I could start a new life from now on, but you came to the door and took my only relative. ”

"Hehe, since that woman pushed me out as an outcast thirteen years ago, the only person I can get close to in this world is this ink python......"

According to Sima Xing, wasn't his mother who saved him?

However, before Xuanyuan had time to think about it, Ahereno's originally scrawny body suddenly swelled, and a large amount of pus exploded on his body, splashing yellow, green, and white thick water everywhere, and the ground was scorched black and dead ash everywhere he went.

Xuan Yuan's expression gradually became serious, and Ahereno in front of him exuded a violent poisonous gas, and the life form of the whole person could hardly be regarded as a human, but more like a Gu worm complex!

There was no time to slowly recover his mana, and the Xuanyuan Imperial Envoy took the Wind Riding Method and flew back.

"Want to run?" Ahereneau's tone was hideous, but with his bloated face, which was as big as a millstone, it was inexplicably a little funny.

He bent down slightly, and his feet, which were as thick as elephant legs, kicked the ground violently, and the charred ground suddenly sunk into a one-meter-deep crater, and Ahereno himself was seven or eight meters in the air, like a humanoid missile, rushing straight towards Xuanyuan, who was rapidly retreating!

"I want you, give my ink python my life!"