Under the continuous attacks of the Heavenly Yuan Infant Cultivator, the formation of the Golden Python Clan was finally broken, and fortunately, the high-level who laid down the outer barrier seemed to have died outside the sky, leaving no longer any obstacle between the attacker and the clan.

The panicked python clan didn't dare to fight hard and tried to escape from all directions, but there were defenses in all directions, high in the air, and they couldn't rush out no matter what.

The Jindan monks rushed into the clan land with flying magic weapons, wantonly killing the low-level pythons with demonic energy, and the python clan without transformation could not take off, and they could only be slaughtered in front of the Terran monks who were good at using magic weapons.

However, the natal talent of the golden-veined python is the python pattern poison talisman, when it is overwhelmed, it exhausts its spiritual power and desperately sacrifices complex runes, and it can still form countless circular golden spiritual lights, and the poison and demonic energy contained in it make the human monks kill and injure a large number of people.

The poison talisman was made up of countless runes that were difficult to see to gather, forming a circle of perfect aura, and wisps of black qi flowed in the golden light, constantly flashing into the air from the ground.

Once the Jindan monk was touched by the runes, he would immediately fall from the magic weapon, and his stiff body was instantly entangled and covered by a large number of giant pythons, and was torn and pulled into pieces by sharp teeth.

The divine soul in the golden pill could not last for a moment, and it would soon dissipate in the churning spiritual energy vortex.

When the battle between the Jindan monk and the low-level demon beast became more and more intense, the fighting methods in the high air had already dispersed. Zixuan slashed at a Yuanying Consummation Golden-veined Python with a sword, and the sword intent that crossed the air turned in an instant, moving behind the opponent with the power of space, and cutting off the golden giant tail between the lightning and flint.

The golden-veined python that turned into a middle-aged appearance sizzled in pain, its long tongue flashed involuntarily, and the golden vertical pupils gave birth to bloodshot Dao, and the remaining stump behind it continued to struggle and swing.

It was furious, desperate to summon all the spiritual power of its body, and roared out a huge circular rune, the power contained in it far exceeded the poison talisman sacrificed by the third-order small beast.

The aura was mixed with the demonic energy that was constantly wandering, like a living black line. The power of the runes was extremely strong, and it faintly surpassed the cultivation of the golden-veined python itself, approaching the power of the early stage of the transformation of the gods.

The blessing of demonic energy not only made the runes more powerful, but also made the poison more violent. The smell emitted from it was extremely fishy, spreading through the air, and it could make living creatures for hundreds of miles dizzy.

As early as when Zi Xuan saw the third-order golden-veined python poison talisman, he had already swallowed the detoxification pill and the Qingxin pill to avoid poisonous invasion. However, the demonic qi seems to have changed the toxicity of the runes, and it has been integrated into the aura, making it difficult for the elixir to completely prevent poisoning.

She hurriedly urged Lingguang to sing in the dantian, and the Vermilion Bird True Tone Spectrum made Zhihai clear, and the paralysis in her body was slightly reduced. Lingguang silently covered the light, with an inconspicuous pale golden light, smashing the poison talisman that flashed across the air, and then cut through the space in the blink of an eye, submerging into the body of the middle-aged golden-veined python.

The golden-veined python, which had broken its tail and desperately used its natal talent, had no power to fight back, and it had already turned into its original form the moment Hanguang broke through the space, and its huge body was constantly churning and struggling in the air, until the golden flame flashed lightly in the seven inches and the dantian Zhihai, making it completely cut off its vitality.

The fights again and again are exhausting, and Zixuan occasionally encounters extremely powerful opponents, or is besieged by two or three golden-veined pythons of the same rank. But her defense is unusual, the combination of the bracelet and the ring can almost withstand the combined attack of two people of the same rank, and if there is a quiet blessing of Youxu, the defensive shield is almost indestructible.

Fighting in tight defenses allows her to concentrate on her attacks, and even if the cost is huge, she will always be able to kill the opponent in the end.

Ending a fight again, the exhausted Zixuan swallowed a pill of Hidden Breath and quickly descended into the air to return to the location of these sunset feet. This is a barren mountain not far from the land of the Golden Python Clan, and she and many monks have carved out caves in the mountain, and countless enchantments are shrouded in several peaks, making it a safe gathering place.

Walking into the cave mansion and throwing out the array plate, Zixuan didn't care about communicating with You Xuan and Liunian, and immediately entered a semi-settled state.

The demonic qi was pervasive, polluting the already thin spiritual qi, so Zixuan had to take out two top-grade spirit stones and pinch them in his hand, so as not to pay attention to let the demonic qi enter the body.

The aura in the best spirit stone is purer than the aura of any immortal cultivation realm in the nether realm. Through the improvement of the unique properties of the spirit stone, it is extremely gentle after entering the body, and it can be easily refined for its own use.

The two spirit stones in her hand had been used dozens of times, and they would soon reach the limit of recovery. When the time comes, if you absorb the aura again, it will become two pieces of gravel.

Zi Xuan has a lot of top-grade spirit stones on his body, and in the reward he received in the Shengyuan Sect last time, there are another hundred top-grade spirit stones, as well as a large piece of extremely precious sixth-order super-grade extreme yang gold essence. Even if the two spirit stones in his hand are consumed, there are still two hundred and twenty-eight top-grade spirit stones left.

This time the battle started too quickly, she didn't have time to shoot the earth soul, and for so long, she had never met Zhou Ming, who was also in the Nanquan Mountain Range.

The two occasionally exchanged a few words and exchanged news about their location, and Zixuan learned from him that the Snow Eagle Clan had a lot of support, and the Terran and decent demon cultivators were seriously injured and wounded, and it was not until the clan monks joined forces to lay out a lore formation that they turned defeat into victory.

After three days of recuperation, Zixuan's spiritual power finally returned to normal, and the toxins occasionally drilled into his body also turned into black gas and dispersed from his body under the incineration of Lingguang. She felt that her mood was not as mellow as usual, and she planned to consolidate it for a day and then go out to fight, but a messenger with Zhou Ming's breath came from outside, and the content inside made her have to leave immediately.

"The Snow Eagle Clan's Earth Demon God Sacrifice has been activated, and the Heavenly Demon Clone has appeared, so come to help. ”

There is a demon god sacrifice in the land of the golden-veined python clan, and the land of the snow eagle clan is obviously not unprepared. It is impossible for the broken and rudimentary version of the Demon God Sacrifice to draw out the claws of the Heavenly Demon, at most it can restore a certain strength to the Heavenly Demon clone.

However, the Heavenly Demon Clone is a foreign body that surpasses the peak of the Nether Realm and is not restricted by the law, even if it is only half recovered, the entire realm cultivators have to be careful and vigilant.

Zixuan can't take care of the golden-veined python clan land that has not started the Demon God Sacrifice, the battle situation here is quite gratifying, and it won't have any impact if she is alone.

As she made her way towards the Snow Eagle Clan, the familiar breath of pure magic in the space sent chills down her spine. The powerful Heavenly Demon clone was still able to manipulate the space, making it feel oppressive in the aura of a radius of thousands of miles.

When it relied on the power of space, it was more difficult for Zixuan to cross the short-distance space, and in the end he had to continue to drive the spirit boat forward, not daring to risk his life again, so as not to be hit by the larger and larger spatial cracks and destroy his body.

When she was about to approach the Snow Eagle Clan, she finally saw a huge humanoid black shadow in the distance, and the Heavenly Demon clone with a clear face was exactly the same as the clone in her time and space, and the cold eyes looked down ruthlessly and senselessly, and finally turned to the direction where she was.