The villain is acting as a demon again

Chapter 141 The Opening Ceremony 01
"Damn thing!" Scorching Yang kicked off the little snakes on the boots, and then stomped them down fiercely, several little snakes were instantly smashed to pieces, bloody and bloody.

hiss!A giant cyan python two feet thick and two feet long spit out a letter and rushed towards the scorching sun.

"Things looking for death!" With fierce eyes in his eyes, Gao Yang rolled over and landed on the giant python with both feet, turning his palms into claws, aiming at the joints of the giant python and pinching down.

The sound of cracking bones.

hiss!The giant python was in pain, and its body swayed violently, intending to throw the human on its back away.

Because the snake's skin was too slippery, the sun was thrown several feet away at once. The sun flipped twice in mid-air, landed firmly, and trampled several small snakes to death.

The giant python's eyes are red, and its tail is swinging, intending to roll up the scorching sun.

Scorching Sun pulled out a dagger from his boot, turned it into a three-foot long sword, and stabbed at the tail of the snake.

The tip of the sword pierced through the tail of the snake, and when the sword was pulled out, blood spattered.

hiss!The giant python got angry, its eyes were ferocious, it opened its bloody mouth, and rushed towards the scorching sun at top speed.

The scorching sun took a few steps back and jumped onto a big tree.

The giant python climbed up the tree trunk, the scorching sun tore through a pick of vines, flew down, and entangled the giant python with the tree trunk.

Hiss!The giant python couldn't move, trying to break free from the vine.

The scorching sun pierced its eye with a sword, and the black ink splashed, and continued to pierce its other eye.

In the end, a sword pierced the snake's belly, and not only scarlet blood flowed out, but also dark green bile.

The giant python twitched a few times, and its head hung down limply. It was already dead, emitting a bloody smell.

The little snakes on the ground scattered one after another.

The surrounding area was terribly quiet, except for the rustling of little snakes digging into the mud, not even the sound of the wind.

"Brother? Xiyang?" Scorching Sun looked around for a week, only to see the white mist, where there was no shadow of a bat.

"Senior Brother! Xi Yang!" Jiao Yang yelled, but there was no echo, only his own voice was heard.

With an angry look on his face, Jiaoyang looked for someone with his sense of direction.

After walking for almost two quarters of an hour, there was still no trace of spiders.

The scorching sun jumped up the giant tree, climbed to the top of the tree, and tried to drive the fog towards the sky.

The fog has bounced tens of feet high, but the sky still cannot be seen. The fog layer is too thick.

Jiao Yang became a little anxious, and secretly cursed: "These two idiots!"

The scorching sun went down the tree, tore off a piece of the skirt, and tore it into strips of cloth, marking it while walking.

After walking for about half an hour, I gradually heard the sound of wind and roaring, and the scenery ahead became clearer and clearer.

After finally walking out of the foggy forest, the scorching sun jumped up the tree to take a look, and finally he could see the sky, although it was still covered with dark clouds.

Behind is a layer of white mist, and in front is an endless forest.

I checked the surrounding ground again, but I didn't find any footprints. I don't know if the brothers have walked out of the foggy forest?

The scorching sun then made a direction mark, and then sailed against the wind, continuing to go deep into the forest.

Now the beasts in the whole forest are roaring, the sound is very frightening.

Occasionally encountering high-level phantom beasts, Jiao Yang carefully avoided them. Facing phantom beasts above the fifth level, she was not sure that she would retreat unscathed.

After walking for almost an hour, I suddenly heard the cry of a flying beast.

The scorching sun immediately followed the source of the sound.

This call is not like the call of ordinary birds, but is extraordinarily clear and high, even with painful struggle, as if it is a mournful cry.

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(End of this chapter)