Chapter Forty-Nine: Be a Yellow Sparrow

The black scaly python with a length of more than ten meters, the thickness of a bucket, but its actions are like the wind, as fast as lightning, and the battle with the masters of the Heavenly Ghost Clan is not inferior at all, and the increasingly violent aura is generated, and it is likely to contain a stronger and more powerful killing move.

That day, between the ghost clan's masters, in addition to the violent sound of air explosion, if you don't use the naked eye, you can't feel his existence at all, almost eliminate breathing, and completely become internal breath, this is the realm of turtle breath mastery, it is a monk of the realm of supernatural power double turtle breath, a strong person with a life span of three hundred years.

The higher the cultivation of the Heavenly Ghost Clan, the closer it is to the human body, and all external changes such as skin color will be closer to the Human Race, and it is said that when it reaches the Divine Power Seven Eclipse Sun Realm, the appearance will be no different from that of humans.

Nie Wutong looked at the classics he saw in the Primordial Demon Palace, although some top-secret memories were sealed, although he had not yet broken the seal, but these irrelevant information were not included.

At this moment, the pale yellow-skinned Heavenly Ghost Clan master roared, and the sound was like a flood bell impacting, and a burst of marks formed by the violent squeezing of the air was instantly transmitted to the body of the black scale armor python, but between three breaths, the scale armor became red, and it can be imagined how fierce and blazing the fierce qi formed by the air was.

The black-scaled python roared violently, and the snake body flicked, like a pillar of heaven, crushing towards the master of the Heavenly Ghost Clan, the eyes of the master of the Heavenly Ghost Clan flashed, and the speed of the Divine Power Realm was instantly displayed.

And as a supernatural person with a great tortoise's breath, he is at least four or five times the speed of sound, and when he dodges, there are pale yellow shadows up and down, left and right, within a radius of a hundred zhang, and the black-scaled python is also not slow.

In Nie Wushuang's senses, the place of battle in front of him was filled with the roaring sound and the occasional fishy smell blown by the wind, and he knew that the battle was at its most intense.

Sure enough, within three minutes, I saw a black python with most of its scale armor broken, and was kicked away by the master of the Heavenly Ghost Clan, and one hand of the master of the Heavenly Ghost Clan had been torn apart and devoured by the black scale python, fortunately it reached the realm of turtle breath, and it could perfectly control the qi and blood true element of the whole body, otherwise the ghost clan would die of death just by bleeding that day.

The Heavenly Ghost Clan's master's originally pale yellow and ruddy face was now completely distorted by severe pain, and he gritted his teeth and walked in front of the dying python, and used his only remaining hand to magically penetrate the seven inches of the black-scaled python, making it so dead that it could no longer die.

After the death of the black-scaled python, the master of the ghost clan didn't care about its corpse that day, and quickly ran towards the mountain not far away, looking a little irrepressibly excited, even if he broke a hand, he had to run quickly, it is conceivable how important the treasure guarded by the black-scaled python is.

Now Nie Wushuang could be said to be completely unafraid of the Heavenly Ghost Clan, who had already been seriously injured, and naturally followed not far away.

It didn't take long, about three minutes, on the mountainside, a dark and damp cave appeared in the place where the weeds and shrubs were overgrown, if Nie Wushuang passed by here alone, without using his divine sense, he would hardly be able to find this place, you can imagine how secret this place is.

Even if the master of the ghost clan was seriously injured that day, but in the end, it was the existence of the supernatural realm, and his vigilance was still strong, and Nie Wushuang didn't want to get too close, after all, it was not Nie Wushuang's personality to fight with an injured supernatural master without knowing any treasures.

This dark and damp cave was dim and dull, fortunately they were all extremely powerful monks, and their vision was not affected by anything, Nie Wushuang followed the Heavenly Ghost Clan with his vague sense, and finally after ten minutes, he felt the vitality of the Heavenly Ghost Clan's master who stopped moving.

A burst of irrepressible excitement was transmitted, and although Nie Wushuang didn't know the language of the Heavenly Ghost Clan, he could also feel it, so he no longer hid himself, and instantly turned into a black shadow, approaching the direction where the Heavenly Ghost Clan was like lightning.

Hearing the violent fluctuations of the surrounding airflow, the face of the ghost clan changed that day, and he instantly put a black crystal-like plant into the backpack behind his back, and the sharp nails of his hands more than ten centimeters long appeared extremely sharp Gang Qi, which had not appeared when he was fighting with the black-scaled python before, and now it actually appeared.

It is conceivable how much importance the ghost clan attached to the spirit grass obtained that day, and Nie Wushuang felt more and more that the yellow finch was worth it this time.

Because although Nie Wushuang has preliminarily cultivated the innate divine body, he has not yet crossed the tribulation to become a master of the supernatural realm, so naturally he will not have any powerful supernatural powers, and even the Nirvana flame at the bottom of the pressure box cannot be used, which is the origin that cannot be used at the moment of life and death, otherwise Nie Wushuang will have to pay an unimaginable price.

But even so, because it is a primary innate divine body, it can be described as infinitely forceful, not to mention a hundred thousand catties of huge strength, every move makes the ghost clan dare not take it hard at all after weighing, and the already seriously injured body is getting heavier and heavier, Nie Wushuang uses both hands and feet, and every move seems to be wild.

It can be said that the moves all refer to the most vulnerable parts of the Heavenly Ghost Clan's body, the head, neck, and lower body, and Nie Wushuang's speed was already close to the speed of sound, coupled with the fact that the Heavenly Ghost Clan in the Turtle Breath Realm was seriously injured and his physical strength became more and more low, which finally made Nie Wushuang seize an opportunity and punched the stomach of the Heavenly Ghost Clan, this punch shattered the intestines and internal organs of the Heavenly Ghost Clan, even if the Heavenly Ghost Clan's vitality was strong, he couldn't die for a while, and without the peerless elixir, he couldn't be saved at all.

Nie Wushuang calmly took the package behind the Heavenly Ghost Clan, this Heavenly Ghost Clan then had no other treasures on his body worthy of Nie Wushuang's search, it is very likely that the Heavenly Ghost Clan came out to find this elixir in private, otherwise he would definitely wear the battle armor of the Heavenly Ghost Clan, Nie Wushuang cultivated into an innate divine body, and now even if he is a master of the intact Turtle Breath Realm, he can also fight, not to mention the seriously injured Heavenly Ghost Clan.

After packing up the backpack, Nie Wushuang carefully walked around the crypt of about ten square meters, and found that there was no more harvest, naturally he was afraid that all the spiritual energy in this crypt would be absorbed by this black crystal-like spirit grass.

Glancing at the Heavenly Ghost Clan, who was paralyzed underground, bleeding profusely, and only the last breath was left, Nie Wushuang left the underground cave without hesitation.