The atmosphere in front of me suddenly became weird.
"Maybe it's just a coincidence!" Aning walked across the lake like this. After the rain, the sky cleared, and everyone was packing up and leaving.
Aning walked to the river and prepared to wash himself.
"Aning!" Suddenly, Wuxie exclaimed: "Get out of the way!"
The moment Aning raised her head, a pheasant bit her carotid artery in an instant.
"Cang!" The sword light suddenly appeared, cutting the poisonous snake in half, but Aning tightly covered his neck and struggled to look at Yang Wuyue in front of him: "I... love..."
She suffocated to death before she even spoke the third word.
"A Ning, An Ning!" Wu Xie touched her breath in disbelief, she had completely lost consciousness. The little brother also shook his head, indicating that he was hopeless.
"I've told you, the venomous snakes here are vicious, but you're still so careless!" Yang Wuyue sighed softly, slowly picked up Aning and put him in the river.
With a flip of his palm, a burst of shrill ice energy suddenly burst out.
"Kaka Kaka!" The Aning in front of him quickly froze and turned into a huge ice coffin, with the dark soul lock already tightly binding it.
"Boss Wuyue, you... I'm sorry!" The fat man didn't know what to say, but he was already used to Yang Wuyue's strange methods.
"Huh!" Yang Wuyue looked at the sleeping Aning and said calmly: "He's not dead yet. Ice can seal toxins and blood. If you say you are a tiger, you still don't believe me. If you say I won't let you come, you
Nor do you want to. Your fate of life and death is still here. You still owe me eighty years of youth, how could I let you die so easily."
"Ang ang ang ang!" A terrifying roar burst out from Yang Wuyue's mouth. In an instant, all kinds of shrill sounds echoed in the entire jungle. Deep in the jungle, a huge monster could be seen coming from the depths of the jungle.
"I'm going!"
"Oh my God!"
"This is a dragon!"
A small mountain-like body suddenly appeared in front of him. His body was as thick as five or six people hugging each other, and it was dozens of meters long. Dragging his huge body, he was as big as a small building when he raised his head.
More terrifying than the trees in the surrounding rainforest.
What's even more terrifying is that there are two dark red horns on its head.
"Is this the snake mother raised by Queen Mother of the West?" Everyone couldn't help but think of what Yang Wuyue said before.
The sudden appearance of this snake mother immediately targeted the group of intruders, but Yang Wuyue didn't seem to be so easy to talk to at this moment. "Millennium Dragon Snake! Well done!"
"Cang!" The magic swords screamed, and the sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, turned into blazing blood. The essence was like smoke, condensing the spirit of the fist that was unique to him. In an instant, the sky was miserable and the earth was miserable, and ghosts were crying and gods howling.
.
"Boom!" It was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
"Abi Samsara!" The mountain of swords rolled down and the void stagnated. In the sky, this huge snake mother couldn't even move before her head was cut off by this sword.
"Plop!" This huge thing hit everyone in front of them, like an earthquake. Yang Wuyue didn't even look at it, and let his blood flow in the river. He just opened his palm and forced himself to
His blood condensed and turned into a bloody rune that fell on Aning's ice coffin.
A strange thing happened. The huge creature was enveloped by the blood-colored brilliance. Zhunyang's kung fu was about to collapse and turn into white bones. However, due to the continuous injection of blood essence into the ice coffin, it gradually turned into
A place like blood jade.
"What's going on?" Wuxie and the others all opened their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. Yang Wuyue just slowly put away the sword.
"It's just a blood change, what's the fuss about!"
"Blood exchange?" Everyone looked at each other, Wuxie hurriedly asked: "Did you exchange the snake blood for Aning?"
"Not yet!" Yang Wuyue looked at the bloody cold jade in front of him and said, "We still need the power of creation for the snake to transform into a dragon, and we have to borrow the suspended furnace of the Queen Mother of the West."
After saying that, he used the Yin Soul Lock, tied up the entire ice coffin, and carried it directly on his back. "Time is running out!"
He said and walked quickly deeper.
"Follow me!" the younger brother said coldly, and everyone quickly followed him.
Running in the jungle is very dangerous, but with Yang Wuyue rushing forward at this moment, it seems that those dangers no longer dare to get close.
"Hiss!" The necks of pheasants rushed towards each other and were torn apart by the light of the sword in an instant. No matter what was in front of them, the strange and fierce sword could destroy it.
"There is no way!" The road in front of us was obviously destroyed by falling rocks.
But he saw Yang Wuyue put down the ice coffin.
"Clang, clang!" The golden Arhat-like figure possessed by the Vajra Indestructible Magic Power crashed in boldly. The huge rubble in front of him, weighing tens of thousands of kilograms of terrifying rocks, was actually smashed into pieces by Yang Wuyue.
"Gudu!" Pan Zi swallowed his saliva and said, "Why is it so powerful?"
Fatty Wang said: "I was just about to say that I brought explosives!"
Yang Wuyue had already put the ice coffin on her back again, and there was a strange path in front of her, with pottery figurines standing on both sides, but there was no sound at all.
"This place is a bit weird!" Wuxie poked the bird that had just died on the ground: "There are no wounds at all."
"Ultrasound!" Yang Wuyue glanced at them: "Plug your ears! Take a deep breath!"
"What are you going to do?" Everyone looked at each other, but they all followed the instructions.
"Roar!" A terrifying sound wave burst out from Yang Wuyue's mouth. The strange sound wave resonated with the pottery figurines here until it shattered them all.
"Touch!" "Touch!" "Touch!"
The sound of explosions was endless, and the pottery figurines on both sides were all blown to pieces without exception.
"It's safe now!" Yang Wuyue walked over quickly.
"This is not a fight, this is destroying graves and digging graves?" Fatty Wang muttered secretly.
"Follow up!" came the little brother's voice. It turned out that Yang Wuyue was about to disappear from sight. Everyone kept running. Although it was very fast, it was really tiring.
However, at this terrifying speed, they quickly approached the core of the Western Queen's Motherland and discovered the remaining reliefs on the temple.
"Wait!" Yang Wuyue suddenly signaled everyone to stop.
The ruins were right in front of them, and everyone couldn't help but look at each other: "What's going on?"
"Insects!" The little brother looked at a huge building near the temple in front of him. Suddenly, the entire hill-like building collapsed and turned into an overwhelming amount of flying insects heading straight towards them.
"I'm going!"
Everyone was about to turn around and run away, but found that Yang Wuyue had no intention of leaving.
"Kunlun Fire Palm!"
The two palms were intertwined, like red-hot irons, suddenly turning into flames that filled the sky.
The fire clouds billowed into the sky and rolled away.
The flying insects in the sky had nothing to do when they encountered the raging fire. Instead, they began to flee in all directions.