Chapter 155: The Angry Snake's Head

"Oh, the myth." Mo Zhiyu was still not interested in this kind of popular science, and looked up at the eight snake heads above, "Since the Hongtian Sect believes in God, it is normal to get such a stone statue to worship a fierce god." He looked at the bones below, "And then sacrifice the living?" The meat is shaved quite cleanly. ”

"It's so hateful that it was sacrificed with a living person!" Gongsun Yunya was indignant.

"They believe in God, and it must be an honorable thing to be sacrificed to God, and they are all willing, so what else do you have to be unhappy about?" Wanwan smiled lukewarmly.

"You can't say that." Bai Suyu looked at Wanwan, righteous and awe-inspiring, "They were deceived by the Hongtian Sect!" ”

Wanwan laughed and didn't continue arguing.

At this time, Wu Youwen suddenly shouted: "My eyes are bright!" ”

Everyone looked up, and saw that among the eight snake heads above, the eyes of one snake head lit up red, and then the second and third...... The snakehead's eyes lit up one after another. The sound of "clanging" sounded, and cracks cracked on the surface of the snake's head, and the stone chips peeled off one after another, revealing the cyan scale armor.

"Alive!" In the horror, everyone finally understood why these white bones were so clean, and they were really used to eat!

In the blink of an eye, all the rocks on the heads of the eight snakes peeled off, and this phase willow finally came to life, "rustling" and spitting snake letters, and a mouth spewed out all the smelly and rotten breath, which made people disgusting and even dizzy.

"Breathe carefully, this smell is poisonous!" Wanwan's consciousness suddenly transmitted to everyone. So everyone held their breath, and Wubai immediately summoned the talisman banner to protect everyone and isolate the poisonous gas at the same time.

The eyes of the eight snake heads became more and more red, and one of the snake heads collided directly, "booming" and hitting the defensive cover, causing the entire defensive cover to tremble, and obvious cracks appeared.

"Masking your face with a wet veil can slow down the inhalation of poisonous gas!" Mo Zhiyu said, and a water bag and a handkerchief came out, and the handkerchief was wet with water and covered his face, "It won't last long here, we have to spread it out first, and then find a way to kill this eight-headed snake!" ”

The rest of the people nodded in agreement, and took out water bags and handkerchiefs one after another, but Wubai was unable to act because he had to maintain a defensive array, so Mo Zhiyu covered him with a handkerchief.

And after the impact of the snake head was ineffective, the second snake head came to hit again, and then, the third, the fourth, with a "snap", the entire defense circle was shattered into a point of light, and the snake head that hit directly broke through the defense cover and smashed towards everyone, but the six shadows also dispersed at the same time at this time.

With a "boom", the snake's head slammed into the wall, shaking the entire stone chamber and causing dust to fall overhead.

But there are eight snake heads, one snake head hits the wall, and there are seven snake heads left. At the same time as everyone dispersed, six snake heads immediately dispersed, one chasing the other, and they opened their mouths to bite off the moving black shadow!

Mo Zhiyu had already held the ink knife in his hand, and when the snake head was about to chase after him, he reflexively slashed over, and the scabbard spread out at the same moment, converging on his left hand, forming a layer of armor.

This is another form of the scabbard, the Demon Dragon True Armor!

With this knife and a punch, he accurately blocked the snake's big mouth, so that it could not get its mouth.

The snake head couldn't eat for a long time, and spewed out a thicker poisonous mist, and then the snake head picked it up, and directly lifted the ink delirium away, and then quickly twisted its neck and pursued it into the air.

Seeing that the snake's head was about to eat his feet, Mo Zhiyu borrowed his strength in the air with a cloud trace, and jumped up a distance at once, allowing the snake's head to bite into the air.

Then he stabbed into the mural on the wall, and reflexively punched his left hand. The black armor was flowing with red gold, and this energetic punch hit the snake's nose right in the head, and the snake head was knocked out with one punch!

The snake's head slammed into the wall, and then fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up the white bones on the ground, "Bang la la" A fangs flew over, Mo Zhiyu quickly drew his knife to block it, and then the huge snake tooth suddenly pierced into the position where he was just now.

At this critical moment, he dodged it, and immediately inserted the knife into the stone wall to stabilize his body, but his right hand suddenly became weak and broke away from the two handles!

"Whew~" Mo Zhiyu decisively grabbed the ink knife with his left hand and exhaled a long breath. He shook his right hand, the sequelae of using the Ten Thousand Arrays just now were still there, and his right hand began to go numb with just a little force.

The rest of the people are all cultivators at the level of the Illusory Yuan Realm, and they are more handy than Mo Zhiyu at this time. The realm of the phantom element, the center of the yuan force in the body, is formed by the yuan bud of the Lun Spirit Realm period, and the yuan power that can be controlled is not only thicker than the Lun Spirit Realm, but also more pure!

"The poisonous fog here is getting thicker and thicker, you can't fight for a long time, go all out!" Bai Suyu transmitted the sound to everyone's divine sense.

"Good!" The other five also echoed with their divine senses. At the beginning of the Phantom Yuan Realm, they could already float in the air for a short time, so after repelling the snake head in front of them, the five of them quickly rose into the air, and the brilliance of various Yuan forces lit up, and the shadow of the soul appeared behind them. It's not a vague image, but a beast that has begun to take shape.

The ink delirium is still hanging on the wall, and he can only protect himself, and he can't use the power of the soul. But he looked at Wanwan's life soul very carefully, her five elements belonged to wood, and that life soul still looked a little blurry, it was a concave snake?

The brilliance full of Yuan Li bloomed instantly, and the huge Yuan Force burst out from five points in the air at the same time, shooting towards the eight snake heads of Xiangliu, only a series of "rumbling" sounds could be heard, and the eight snake heads turned into virtual shadows in the light, and everything was silent.

When the bright light dissipated, I saw eight stone carved snake heads falling indiscriminately between the white bones on the ground, and here, it seemed to have changed back to that strange secret room.

The five people in the air were relieved and slowly fell from the sky, but they seemed to have exhausted all their strength, and except for Wanwan, they all fell crooked into the pile of bones, panting incessantly.

Because, the poisonous fog in this secret room has not dissipated. The crowd also became weaker because they had inhaled more poison gas from the previous battle.

There was silence for a moment, and the chamber was shaken again. The snakeheads in the white bones lit up their blood-red eyes again. However, they have no strength to fight!

The snakeheads began to shake again, as if they were about to come back to life again. But Bai Suyu and the other four could no longer support it and passed out among the white bones.

At this moment, only the ink delirium in the air let out a loud roar: "Wanwan! ”

The Wanwan below looked up at him, her eyes pale with a pale expression.

And the ninth snake head! - Next chapter, "Xiangliu"

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