It is said that after the head of a snake is cut off, the head of the snake can bite people, which shows the tenacity of the snake's vitality. The mandala snake was wrapped like a mummy, but it still struggled. The brilliance on the dust silk became more and more dim, and finally it was unbearable, and "bang!" all of them were disconnected, revealing the burnt black snakeskin. Lin Zhengying sighed secretly in his heart, if my Xuanyuan Treasure Jian refining chapter is unlocked, An Neng will have your little reptile arrogant! Tang San, who was about to sneak attack the mandala snake, was startled, and subconsciously raised his hand to shoot a hidden arrow. The snake's skin, which could not be pierced by a dagger, was broken, and even shot at the snake. Lin Zhengying chuckled, it seems that my dust is not completely useless. Thinking in his heart, his hands are not slow, Lin Zhengying stepped on the dragon gossip step, and took out a thing from the Qiankun bag, what are you doing? It refers to the avoidance of demons and evil in the world, and the good fortune in front of the high hanging hall. But it's a seven-star copper coin sword. Lin Zhengying's yellow robe is flying, the sword is fast, and the step is secretly in line with the gossip of Qiankun, and between the fingers of the sword, it implies a heroic righteousness. The snake's tail swept over, Lin Zhengying dodged, stabbed with his backhand, and the tip of the sword, which looked sleek, cut through the snake's skin like a divine weapon. Seeing this, Tang San held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, the tip of the sword pointed at the heart of the snake's hilt, and pushed it outward, and the peachwood sword turned into a long rainbow and shot towards the snake's body. The mandala snake twisted and flashed, Tang San sneered, and his hand made a claw shape and quickly swiped in front of him. The peachwood sword in the sky turned over and slashed towards the snake as if someone was holding it tightly, the mandala snake couldn't dodge, and was cut in the neck by Tang San, and the snake's blood flowed. Lin Zhengying shouted: "Okay! Tang Zhen's predecessor was actually able to change the sword technique stolen by Shu Mountain...... entered, and really lived up to the name of the ghost. Tang San smiled bitterly when he heard this, it is said that the crane and the dragon were created by the ancestor of the Tang Sect, and he still plagiarized it after a long time! Taking advantage of the mandala snake being pulled away by Tang San's sword, Lin Zhengying cautiously approached it, and suddenly burst out, and a sword was inserted into the snake seven inches. The pain made the big snake open its mouth wide and roared, Tang San seized the opportunity and manipulated the peachwood sword to pierce the big snake's skull. The serpent rolled on the ground with the remnants of its vitality, and finally exhausted its strength, and the snake's head slammed into the ground, and in a short time, a yellow ring rose from its head. Tang San's face was excited, and he was about to absorb it, Lin Zhengying hurriedly stopped drinking, and beckoned Tang San to slowly walk into the camp with the snake, and then he was completely relieved.

Lin Zhengying wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded and said to Tang San: "That peachwood sword is very easy to use, so I will give it to you." You go and absorb the soul ring by yourself, and no soul beast can break the formation in this small captive forest. I'll go and fetch you the snake gall bladder and the poison sac. Tang San didn't say thank you, just nodded softly, and sat down cross-legged, absorbing the soul ring. Lin Zhengying picks the gallbladder, peels the skin, cuts the meat, and stews the soup. The next day, in the morning, Tang San, who had already absorbed the soul ring, ate snake soup with Lin Zhengying, and went to clean up the traces of last night's battle, and then gathered around the master. "Brother Dao, you are too ruthless, the teacher hasn't woken up yet!" Lin Zhengying's eyes flickered: "That's because he's too weak, okay, he's still a great soul master!" However, the brick is worthy of an artifact!" After a while, the master woke up slowly, wanting to blame Lin Zhengying, but was attracted by Tang San's new soul technique. Lin Zhengying secretly praised, good boy, it's not in vain that my brother helped you so much last night! The group that completed the expected task was about to leave, and Lin Zhengying suddenly stopped the two: "Wait, there are still things to be done." Ignoring the puzzled eyes of the two, Lin Zhengying took out a white jade wine glass, summoned the pen and poured cinnabar, Lin Zhengying hung the pen directly above the glass, a burst of scribbles, the pen stopped, and the wine glass was filled with a glass of wine, and the aroma was overflowing. There was another burst of drawing, the strokes looked more cumbersome, the pen stopped, Lin Zhengying threw the wine upward, and said "Hurry!" in his mouth, the wine disappeared in an instant, and the dark clouds suddenly gathered on the forest, and a burst of rain sprinkled down, washing the big tree. After all the cinnabar on the tree was washed, Lin Zhengying clasped the mouth of the cup with two fingers, shook it gently, and suddenly the clouds disappeared and the rain dispersed, and when he looked again, the cup was still full of wine. Lin Zhengying drank it in one gulp, put away the wine glass, and beckoned the two, "Let's go, go back." ”