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Chapter 381: Meaningless Mutual Torture

"Your majesty, these two people ignored your majesty and broke into the forbidden area of ​​​​Hundred Snake Valley. It is a mortal sin. No matter how powerful they are, they must be taken down. Otherwise, the prestige of the king will be greatly affected.

The influence." Seeing that Mao Qi and the old beggar did not take the Black-bellied Snake King seriously, a snake general beside them couldn't see it and suggested.

The Black-bellied Snake King glanced at the general beside him, and suddenly swung his huge black tail, sending him flying away.

"Who else is dissatisfied?" The Black-bellied Snake King was originally filled with anger, but when he heard that his subordinates were also dissatisfied, he suddenly shouted violently, and the momentum of the eighth-level elf beast swept across the entire place.

And the Snake Tribe general never dreamed that he wanted to take credit and flatter him, but instead he was patted on the horse's hoof.

The Black-bellied Snake King was suddenly furious. Everyone present, whether they were the beast tribe soldiers or the disciples of Penglai Pavilion, were so scared that they were afraid that the Black-bellied Snake King's tail would suddenly slap them.

Mao Qi and the old beggar Jiang Yangtu were also stunned on the spot. They didn't know who had offended this madman.

Moreover, the pressure of the eighth-level Elf Snake King was too much for Mao Qi, and he knelt down uncontrollably. The old beggar Jiang Yangtu on the side was not much better either. In order to resist the pressure of the realm, he leaned directly on

On the stone beside him, he swallowed back the sweetness that surged into his chest.

At least two-thirds of the entire orc team knelt down, and the remaining one-third had to lower their heads. But no one noticed that on the top of the mountain in the distance, a woman with outstanding grace, feminine beauty was using

A pair of charming eyes looked at everything.

"Master, why did this big black snake suddenly go crazy?" Mao Qi gritted his teeth and insisted, trying his best to kneel down slower.

The old beggar gasped and showed a helpless smile. He never thought that one day he would kneel at the feet of the weaklings he once disdained.

Seeing the persistence on the face of the beggar old man, Mao Qi found it hard to imagine that the old man who once knelt down in front of the world and was calm and composed when being looked down upon would actually have to save face at this time. At this moment, Mao Qi felt that he could not

Give in easily, because kneeling or not kneeling at this time has transcended life and death, and is the only remaining dignity of the strong.

With this belief, Mao Qi withstood the pressure and forcibly activated the Qi training state and ran the Golden Cicada Heart Art. Although he was only at the sixth level of the force realm, the spiritual energy around him showed signs of condensing into a shield.

The Black-bellied Snake King was originally just angry because his subordinates didn't understand the rules, but he didn't expect that it would actually frustrate the arrogant old man. Especially after seeing that Mao Qi actually needed to use exercises to resist, he became more energetic and secretly started using exercises, slowly.

Strengthening the realm pressure.

In fact, the Snake King in the distance was already shocked when he saw Mao Qi coming back from the dead, and he was even more certain that he must have a strong background, otherwise the old and cunning guy would not have spent so long on himself.

When I saw the Mao Qi running technique, I became curious, wanting to see how long a guy in the strength realm could last under the pressure of the eighth-level elf beast; and also to see the old guy's jokes.

As Mao Qi circulated the Golden Cicada Heart Technique, the four special meridians were filled with water spirit.

"Boy, as long as you are willing to give in, I will spare you and the old man." The Black-bellied Snake King said with a loud smile and arrogance.

Mao Qi ignored the Black-bellied Snake King and continued to rely on his Qi training state to continue running the Golden Cicada Heart Technique.

Seeing that Mao Qi's face turned red and his bones made a rattling sound, but there was not a single golden cicada vein on his body. The old beggar felt particularly distressed, and at the same time a little discouraged, and suddenly a terrible thought came to his mind.

If the Snake King watching the show knew that Mao Qi had this idea, I wonder if he would kill the Black-bellied Snake King.

"Boy, I am really satisfied to have a disciple like you as a teacher. I hope that one day, you can return to Penglai Pavilion to fulfill your wish of becoming a teacher." The old beggar closed his eyes, forced to operate the technique, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

came out.

Seeing the sudden fluctuation of the spiritual energy around him and discovering that the beggar old man was running a skill, the Snake King's expression changed and an energy attack flew towards the Black-bellied Snake King without hesitation. At the same time, he shouted anxiously: "Old man, are you going to die?"

The reason why the Snake King was so anxious was because she knew what the consequences would be if Jingshi Mitu was angry.

Although the black-bellied snake king took a hit, it was stubborn and did not stop. Although the snake king tried his best, he still could not stop the old beggar Jiang Yangtu.

Suddenly, five golden lights appeared on Mao Qi's body, which made the old man unable to open his eyes.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the old beggar was greatly shocked. He forcibly interrupted the exercise and his body gradually became limp.

When he saw the five golden toad veins appearing on Mao Qi's body, the old beggar was shocked and instantly stopped thinking about dying together. Because of the five golden toad veins on Mao Qi's body, he saw hope again. For this hope, and for Mao Qi's

If Qi could leave safely, he decided not to give up any dignity or face.

Just when the old beggar Jiang Yangtu was about to give in, Mao Qi, who couldn't hold on anymore, spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the powerful pressure of blood swept across the audience. The pressure of the black-bellied snake king disappeared without a trace in an instant, and

He knelt on the ground without any resistance; even the snake king who came in a hurry fell from the air.

These orc soldiers were breathless just now under the pressure of the Black-bellied Snake King, and then were suppressed by the power of blood. Their will to fight had long been wiped out. At this time, they only hoped to return to the cave as soon as possible. Three

He didn't come out for three days and three nights.

The old beggar looked at the orc team that was all kneeling on the ground, his face full of pride.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Boy, give me my son's life." Although he was restrained by blood pressure, the Snake King launched an attack on Maoqi regardless of hurting his blood.

Because although Mao Qi had a special bloodline, the bloodline at that time was not so strong. In just one month, there was only one possibility for him to have such a strong bloodline power, and that was that he had captured the awakening bloodline of the colorful little snake.

"Witch, he is my disciple." The old beggar said as he fired the crossbow in his hand again, but the Snake King, suppressed by the power of blood, had no time to dodge, and was directly penetrated by the crossbow.

Seeing that the Snake King was trying to attack Mao Qi even though he was injured, the old beggar simply stood in front of Mao Qi. The Snake King's realm energy also fell on his chest. Jiang Yangtu, who had no realm energy, could not block the Snake King's attack at all.

He could only follow Mao Qi and roll into the cave.

All this happened so fast that the Black-bellied Snake King didn't even react. After Jiang Yangyun woke up from the panic, he took the opportunity to escape.

Because he forced his bloodline to suppress the attack and was hit by the old beggar's crossbow, plus he thought he was suffering from the pain of losing his son, the Snake King could no longer hold on and knelt down on the ground.


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