Those snake-like shadows gathered together and moved closer to where Li Xi'an was standing.
Even the rainwater containing Li Xi'an's will was eroded, and the crystal inside of the water droplets showed a ghost face.
The woman was still smiling.
"You love him so much, does he love you?" Li Xi'an pressed his palms hard, and the woman's laughter stopped suddenly.
Because the force holding her throat could not make her speak again, the severe pain made her face distorted. Broken cracks could be seen where the palms and throats met, like some kind of perfect porcelain that had been crushed to pieces.
Li Xi'an looked beyond the magic circle and looked at the big black snake dancing wildly in the air.
The moment the black snake reappeared from the shadows, he roared at the human who broke into the battlefield. The arm holding the dragon-slaying sword was already withering. As a big snake, according to what the woman said
In other words, the dragon-slaying sword's aura is very deadly to the big snake that longs to transform into a dragon.
Being able to hold a dragon-slaying sword is quite strange in a sense.
The human carries the ancient mirror and shines with divine light. Each ray of divine light will accurately hit the ghost face transformed in the sky.
There are also the ancient creatures projected by the ancient mirrors. They guard the human being to prevent him from being hidden and attacked by the big snake.
The strength is rare among the humans that Li Xi'an has seen. This guardian probably appears in every ancient human city, and with the help of something, he can defeat enemies that are much stronger than himself.
But this strength is not enough in front of the black snake. This human obviously understands this, and he is trying his best to defend himself with the ancient mirror. This makes Li Xi'an a little surprised. This human dares to break into this battlefield alone, and he still
Thinking that the other party has something to do with the big black snake, or has some means to restrain the big black snake.
Now Li Xi'an glanced over. It was obviously the first time for this human being to face the snake's killing move. Although he did not show panic when facing the endless ghost faces and black mist, this came from his experience and courage in fighting for many years.
There is no way to face this violent snake.
The black fog spreads with grimaces, seemingly slowly, but it covers the entire sky in just a few breaths.
The big snake stretched out his hand and caught the thunder falling from the sky. The dazzling light gathered into a spear of light. He threw it out, like a meteor streaking across the sky and the earth.
The ghost faces in the black mist were reciting ancient texts, and the imperial realm was extremely strict at this moment. Under this blow, the human being would almost die!
And at the same time.
Li Xi'an let go of Xijian and let it turn into a small fish and swim around him.
Raise your hand and make a secret with your fingers.
"Boom——!" The sound of concussion resounded throughout the fields, and the aftermath violently shook both sides of the bank, forming a huge circle.
The man at the center of the shock was directly shaken away, and all the projections of ancient creatures were torn apart in the turbulent flow of spiritual energy. Heavy rain flew in the opposite direction, and the diffuse black mist also dispersed at the front.
The thunder flickered, and when the lightning dissipated, the eyes of the few conscious creatures standing on the battlefield were all there. The two demon emperors who were sealed on the iceberg, the big snake, the human being, and the woman Li Xi'an was carrying
.
In the center, a thunder snake swims and roars.
Suddenly he was snuffed out by something.
"Bang!" The man fell to the embankment and fell into a big pit.
The ancient mirror behind him moved to the front of him, and there was a conspicuous crack on it, emitting rich spiritual energy.
He coughed up blood, put down the arm covering his face, and his vision became brighter.
Then, he froze.
The turbulent flow of spiritual energy spreads from one point to the heart, affecting not only the land on both sides of the bank, the river, but also the thick black clouds in the sky.
The black clouds opened in the center, revealing the magnificent sapphire sky behind.
The sunlight splashed down, onto the bronze cauldron, and onto the ferocious arms holding the bronze cauldron. It lit up every ancient pictogram on the cauldron, and also lit up every transparent scale on the arm.
The iron scales open and close, and the sound of gold and iron explodes.
On top of the cauldron, the Deer King looked down at the earth and swallowed the thunder spear.
For a moment, the place that seemed to be filled with weirdness and coldness calmed down and became peaceful.
"Huh -" He breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief, his tense back relaxed, and he lay back in the pit.
"That's right, don't worry about what he does. The Yellow River demons combined are not enough for him to defeat."
"Boss!" A familiar head suddenly appeared above the pit.
He was stunned.
Then another head popped up next to this head.
"Don't worry about you, everyone will come over."
"We are so lucky. We picked up the head in this pit before we even went into the Yellow River!" Someone patted their belly happily.
"You guys..." He smiled bitterly.
In a matter of seconds, the group of risers under his hands pulled him out. He was completely powerless and could only rely on these boys and girls.
There was another roar.
Ghost faces roared, thousands of ghost faces were suspended in the air, blocking out the sky and the sun, and the originally warm and natural environment became cold again.
Everyone here bowed down to avoid being affected by the turbulent flow of spiritual energy.
Some of them raised their heads and looked over there. In the center of the snake-shaped shadow, where the sky-connecting formation was, there was a golden firelight, and there was a huge dragon shape under the firelight!
The golden flames spread and flowed, and the snake-shaped shadows arranged under the water burned. They roared in the fire, and the sound they made was like coming from hell.
This magic circle, which has been carefully arranged and planned for several years, will be burned up in the brilliant fire.
In mid-air, the big black snake lowered its ghost face, and its forest-green vertical pupils were nine ghostly ghost flames. Those ghost faces were the seeds he planted in these creatures, waiting for the flowers he needed to bloom today to get the fruits he wanted.
Pearl Girl was the one he placed next to the Demon King Zhong Zun, and Black Face was the incarnation whose soul he killed and replaced.
This shouldn't be the case.
He is hiding in the dark abyss of the Yellow River. Not to mention the people on the earth, even the Demon King in the Yellow River is unaware of his existence.
Abandoning the revered status of the Demon King, he huddles in the dark abyss where the sun never shines. Day and night, every moment, he deduce the method that is fatal to the "blood". The ghost face is shaped like this, with its snake-shaped shadow and evil spirit.
The formation also appeared in this way. He himself became distorted because of the blood.
But he has no regrets.
The snake's body grew arms, which meant that he was one step closer to his dream.
What's there to regret? He was willing to do it.
But what he couldn't figure out was why these methods that were deduced to target the owner of the blood were so unbearable. After two years of planning, even at the cost of being eroded by the Dragon-Slaying Sword, after combining all of these, it still failed in the hands of that creature.
Get the slightest advantage.
He felt the dispersion of shadows, the collapse of the magic circle, and the roar of the creature.
The huge snake shadow snakes and hides in the darkness.