What Zhao Mang awakened was the twin-headed wild python life soul. He knew the habits of "similar" spiritual beasts like the Flying Rock Python very well. As long as he used some tricks, he could make the tiger leave the mountain and make the entire group of Flying Rock Pythons dizzy, and then
He brought people out again.
And he also knew very well that the snake king was very lazy by nature and spent most of its time deep in the cave. Even if a group of snakes preyed on it, it would not come out easily.
Although he has not walked into the Silent Mountain for decades, he is actually not worried about anything unexpected happening to the snakes.
The Silent Magic Mountain has long been in a "stable" state. The number of every spiritual beast, especially the large population of the Flying Rock Python, is relatively stable, otherwise the entire balanced state in the mountain will be broken.
Only then did he dare to bring Song Zheng and the others in. But now, looking at the flying rock pythons flying out around him, the number quickly exceeded 30,000 and went straight to 50,000. Zhao Mang suddenly thought of a possibility, the flying rock pythons
The number of the group has increased greatly, but it has not caused damage to the balance in the vicinity. There is only one possibility: the surrounding spiritual beasts have acquiesced to this, because... the King of the Flying Rock Python has reached the level of a true god!
It has become the king of the surrounding area. Within a thousand miles, all the beasts will surrender, and naturally it will not destroy any balance.
He was trembling all over: If he really provoked a true god level, he would not be able to escape this time no matter what. He looked around with cold sweat on his face, hoping to find the traces of the Snake King earlier. As for what he would do if he found it, he didn't know.
It doesn't seem to be of any use.
He suddenly heard a cheer beside him, turned around and saw Song Xiaosheng, his eyes shining brightly, raising a pair of small fists high. Zhao Mang was puzzled: What's wrong with this kid?
Song Xiaosheng said to his sister: "As I said in Baili Qianhuo, the snake soup is delicious and a rare delicacy in the world. With so many flying snakes, I should be able to eat half full."
Zhao Mang hurriedly wanted to speak, telling him that these flying rock pythons were very scary, and there was a snake king behind them, but Song Xiaosheng had already taken a deep breath, clenched a fist hard, and then stared at a certain place in the void. Suddenly,
There was a shout and a punch struck the empty space.
Buzz
A clear wave bloomed under his fist. This wave spread out in circles, and within the affected area, the flying rock pythons fell headlong.
Suddenly there seemed to be a heavy rain of rock pythons in the sky. The flying rock pythons, which were seven to eight feet short and more than ten feet long, fell down with a thud. When they reached the ground, they remained motionless. Their eyes and the mouth of the snake slowly seeped out.
He was bleeding, and he was completely dead!
The fluctuations continued to spread outward, and the scope of the "rain" became larger and larger. Soon, the entire sky above the rocky beach was swept by the fluctuations. Fifty thousand flying rock pythons were all wiped out by Song Xiaosheng's punch.
He was shocked to death and fell to the ground.
Even though the flying rock pythons at the spirit-killing level are not powerful and the probability of birth of the Life Soul Brand is not high, there are still spiritual lights flashing among the more than 50,000 flying rock pythons layered on such a rocky beach.
Song Zheng patted Huang Shan and said, "Go and cut it all off. It's all money. Don't let that kid eat it all."
Zhao Mang was already sluggish. There were more than 50,000 spirit beasts at the spirit-killing level, and they also had the ability to fly. They were more difficult to deal with than his two-headed python. In just such a circle, they were all shocked to death!
Who is this kid!
He looked at Song Xiaosheng in surprise. It wasn't until Huang Shan was about to collect the Life Soul Brand that he suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"
These are just ordinary flying rock pythons, and if the snake king has really been promoted to a true god, then there must be several others in the snake group who will be promoted to the concentration level and serve as the snake king's guards.
Sure enough, on one side of the cliff, from several huge caves at the highest point, three extremely huge flying rock pythons rushed out. They were twenty feet long, and their huge flesh wings seemed to be able to cover the sky.
After advancing to the level of concentration, they can no longer be regarded as flying rock pythons. There is a big bump on their heads, and a single horn is growing inside.
Three concentration-level flying rock dragons roared and rushed towards Huang Shan, but Song Xiaosheng turned his head and glared at Zhao Mang angrily, and said dissatisfied: "What a fuss."
Without looking, he raised his fist and punched again in the direction of the three flying rock dragons.
This time, the fluctuations on the fist actually brought out a layer of silver light! The scope of the fluctuations was huge. The three flying rock dragons obviously knew how powerful they were and wanted to run away, but the fluctuations were extremely fast and swept them away in an instant.
body.
The three flying rock dragons fell from the sky without a word. Just like ordinary flying rock pythons, blood oozed from their eyes and mouth, and they lay motionless on the ground.
But this time, luck seemed to be bad. Of the three flying rock dragons, only one of its flesh wings shone with spiritual light, and received only one Life Soul Brand.
Song Zheng curled his lips secretly and couldn't help but look at the huge caves at the top: There should be a snake king, and it should be at the level of a true god. Such a life soul mark is priceless and must be revealed.
He looked at his son again. Song Xiaosheng smiled and patted his chest: "Leave it to me!"
But the snake king didn't know what was going on. He waited and waited but didn't come out. Zhao Mang was also a little strange. Could it be that he was so lazy? The entire group was wiped out and he still didn't want to come out.
Song Xiaosheng suddenly listened. Anyway, Zhao Mang had not heard any voice. Song Xiaosheng's face suddenly changed and he yelled: "Don't even think about running away!"
He jumped away, and the ground beneath his feet was deeply cracked. Song Xiaosheng, who was in mid-air, seemed to be really angry, and he smashed into a mountain in a circle!
This time, circles of golden waves appeared on his fist.
boom
With one punch, the mountain was quickly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and these cracks continued to spread, and soon spread all over the mountain. Then the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, with a loud noise, dust rose into the sky, and the ground below
Mud rolls.
However, the loud noise spread far away, but all the spiritual beasts within a thousand miles were dormant. Not only did they not cause any beast tide, they even went dormant and did not dare to make a sound.
Zhao Mang was stunned on the spot, and his chin almost dropped to his chest. This kind of power was beyond the scope of his imagination, just like the Dakar clan could not imagine a mortal whip that could suppress the gods.
He had never come into contact with it, or even heard of it, so naturally he couldn't imagine it. The "giant god" level beast king in the Silent Mountain that he knew was not so terrifying.
That was all he could know about the limit of power.
Song Xiaosheng shattered a mountain peak with one punch and rushed in without stopping. In the smoke and dust, a huge black shadow quickly rushed up and reached dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye. It was incredibly fast.
Another small figure rushed out from the smoke and dust. He kicked off his feet and shook the ground. He was ejected for dozens of miles and arrived behind the huge black shadow. He grabbed the black shadow's tail and slapped it to the ground with a wave of his hand.
.
bang
The ground shook violently again, and with the sound of breaking, a long crack appeared.
Only then did Zhao Mang clearly see that the original snake king had truly been promoted to a terrifying true god fifty feet long, with a pitch-black horn protruding from the top of his head, flashing with three-color spiritual light.
The flesh wings on the back have become four, and even the snake's tail is divided into two.
But such a terrifying spiritual beast was being played with at will in Song Xiaosheng's hands, just like a snake catcher in the countryside, grabbing a small snake and tossing it at will.
Although Huang Shan had seen Song Xiaosheng kill a mountain tiger with one punch, the scene before him still left him stunned.
Song Zheng was not surprised at all. In this world, Song Xiaosheng and Song Xiaotian are invincible. They are starry sky creatures with extremely high levels of existence, comparable to the main gods. Entering this world, even if they cannot use magical powers, they can only rely on their strength.
It can also crush everything.
Even he himself had the same effect.
The dust from the landslide slowly fell, and the underground mud surged like a fountain. Gradually, it became apparent that there was a large hole in the ground.
The snake king was extremely cunning. Even though it had reached the level of a true god, when it saw that the momentum was not right and it was obvious that it could not defeat Song Xiaosheng, it immediately burrowed underground, dug a hole and prepared to escape.
Unexpectedly, Song Xiaosheng's ears were extremely sensitive, and he broke the mountain peak with one punch and caught it.
"Ouch"
Feitian Rock Dragon King was thrown to the ground again by Song Xiaosheng, and he let out a loud scream. With his huge head, he turned around and kowtowed to Song Xiaosheng, looking very pitiful.
Zhao Mang and Huang Shan were stunned: What does this mean, surrender?
Song Xiaosheng didn't care about those many things. He turned around and hit the ground again, bang.
This time, the Feitian Rock Dragon King was completely unable to move. He was hit with numerous wounds all over his body and was bleeding profusely.
Song Xiaosheng was very happy. He dragged the Feitian Rock Dragon King back by his tail and said to his father: "Dad, this must be delicious. Let's make a fire quickly!"
Song Zheng looked at the unlucky beast king, and it was obvious that he could not be saved. He waited for a while, and saw a little light coming from the chin of the Feitian Rock Dragon King. He nodded with satisfaction: Fortunately, I was not lucky this time.
Oops, I have a life soul mark at the level of a true god.
He summoned Huang Shan and Zhao Mang: "Go find some firewood. We won't leave today. We will rest here at night and eat roasted snake meat."
Zhao Mang agreed mechanically and followed Huang Shan.
It was quiet for thousands of miles, and there was no sound from the two insects. All the spiritual beasts were afraid that the cruel little thing was targeting them.
Huang Shan signaled to Zhao Python: "If it's just firewood, how much firewood is needed to roast the flying rock pythons in the valley? Do you have any good ideas?"