Chapter 67 The Horror of Jian Si

Yang Che had already cast a protective spell to wrap himself up.

He flashed and moved in mid-air, narrowly avoiding being swallowed by the flying scale python.

At this time, he saw Yao Heng taking out a small umbrella defensive magic weapon. As the magic power was injected, the yellow light on the umbrella surface shone brightly, protecting her and Lu Yue within it.

The flying scale python was unable to swallow it, and the metallic-like fleshy wings on its body flashed, and the thick python tail swung hard and hit the yellow umbrella.

‘Bang’ sound.

The shield formed by the yellow umbrella was dented directly. At the same time, Yao Heng and Lu Yue fell sharply and immediately fell into the attack range of the 'blood-eyed ape'.

The Flying Scale Python had already aimed its head at Yang Che again.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, it seems that we can't escape. Why don't the three of us work together to fight. You hold the flying scale python first, and my two sisters will find a way to kill the blood-eyed ape."

While Yao Heng anxiously spoke to Yang Che, he took out another spiritual talisman, recited the incantation in a low voice, and then threw it towards the blood-eyed ape.

She was very worried about Yang Che escaping alone. In that case, her two sisters might have no hope of survival.

Passing through several islands along the way, the three of them worked together to kill many unclassified low-, mid-, and high-level monsters. Yao Heng gradually discovered that the strength of this young man named Yang Che was not what he seemed on the surface. Simple, at the same time, this person is extremely cautious and thoughtful.

So in Yao Heng's opinion at this moment, Yang Che is definitely a reliable helper.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Yao, I will follow your words. I will try my best to hold back this flying scale python."

Yang Che agreed without even thinking about it.

Because even if he didn't agree, the Flying Scale Python seemed to be obsessed with him.

The speed of this first-level monster is too fast.

The whole body is as hard as hard iron. If it didn't have a pair of thick fleshy wings that can fly, Yang Che is confident that he would have shaken the python away and escaped far away.

Yang Che did not dare to stop his movements at all. The fire bullet technique and the ice arrow technique took turns to attack the flying scale python. It looked huge, but they were not enough to break the python's physical defense.

However, it effectively prevented the Flying Scale Python from approaching.

Yang Che glanced at the ground and found that although Yao Heng and Lu Yue were struggling, at least they were able to compete with the blood-eyed ape for a while.

With his mind racing rapidly, Yang Che immediately plunged diagonally into the dense mangrove forest.

For him, a monk in the Qi refining stage, since he could not really use the art of distraction, so he controlled the flying magic weapon while engaging in spellcasting combat, which consumed his mana and consciousness very quickly.

After falling into the mangrove forest, the flying scale python retracted its fleshy wings and twisted its body as thick as a water tank. Its speed was no less than flying in the air.

Yang Che deliberately took the Flying Scale Python far away, gradually away from the battle circle between Yao, Lu and the Blood-Eyed Ape.

The first-level monster has gradually gained intelligence, so the Flying Scale Python was suddenly startled when it saw the young man who had been running away in front of it suddenly stop.

Yang Che held the last middle-grade spiritual stone in his hand. At the same time, he waved his other hand, and hundreds of black lights immediately shot toward the Flying Scale Python.

The flying fire needles were like meteors in the dark night, striking the scales of the Flying Scale Python as hard as iron, causing a series of sparks to fly.

As Yang Che's fingers danced, hundreds of black lights continued to fly out.

After the more than two hundred flying fire needles approached the Flying Scale Python, they suddenly divided into seven paths, each with thirty-six needles, all turned into a halo, and tightly wrapped around the Flying Scale Python.

The sudden change made the Flying Scale Python extremely furious.

It twisted the python's body desperately, as if trying to break these flying needle halos.

Yang Che's expression was stern, and a junior high-level spiritual talisman appeared in his hand, which was the 'Wind Spear Talisman'.

After chanting the incantation in a low voice, the spiritual talisman turned into an extremely huge 'wind gun', which was held in Yang Che's hand. Then the man and the gun merged into one, and they rushed directly into the giant mouth of the Flying Scale Python.

"Lei Yan, get ready."

Yang Che thought about the message.

Although the Flying Scale Python was trapped for a while, when it saw that Yang Che dared to attack like this, a trace of disdain flashed in its eyes.

It can sense that although the power of the wind gun is very strong, it is not enough to cause fatal damage to it.

Since the monk in front of him was so 'sending himself to death', he naturally opened his huge mouth and showed no mercy.

Getting closer.

The Flying Scale Python suddenly sprayed out a poisonous mist light ball from its mouth and hit Yang Che hard.

Yang Che's physical body is comparable to high-level magical weapons, and his skin is invulnerable to all poisons. Therefore, apart from causing Yang Che's blood to surge, this ball of light did not cause any injuries at all.

This scene was obviously beyond the Flying Scale Python's understanding.

Just when Yang Che was less than three feet away from the giant mouth of the Flying Scale Python, the wind gun was suddenly thrown out.

Immediately afterwards, an ancient sword was surrounded by flames and suddenly slashed out.

The blood burst out.

The huge head of the Flying Scale Python was cut off by Sword Four in an instant.

The power of the fairy sword is 'so terrifying'.

Even Yang Che was shocked.

However, this sword attack completely drained away all his mana.

Yang Che almost fell to the ground along with the head of the Flying Scale Python with a look of reluctance and confusion.

Lying on the ground panting wildly, Yang Che was extremely excited.

Four of Swords, that’s terrible.

If I had known that I could kill this flying scale python directly with four swords, I wouldn't have wasted a wind gun talisman.

However, despite thinking this way, Yang Che still knew that the Wind Spear Talisman still played a role in 'confusing'. Otherwise, if he had taken out Sword Four early in the morning, the Flying Scale Python might have escaped immediately.

Yang Che, who frantically absorbed the spiritual energy of the middle-grade spirit stone in his hand and recovered some mana, quickly began to cut into the hard scales of the flying scale python and its pair of fleshy wings.

With the Four of Swords, this cutting becomes much easier.

Soon, the Flying Scale Python was dismembered by Yang Che, and all the useful materials were put into the storage bag.

At this time, a shrill scream came from a distance.

Yang Che recognized the voice of that slender woman Lu Yue.

He stood up quickly, but stopped short.

Isn't this the best time to get rid of Yao and Lu?

Thinking of this, Yang Che immediately took out the locust leaf magic weapon and was about to fly away quickly, but suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back. Without any hesitation, he twisted around suddenly and fell directly from the air.

Then he saw a black mist explode behind him.

Not far away, a figure covered in black mist stood in the void.

"A small person at the ninth level of Qi Refining can actually kill the Flying Scale Python. I underestimate you."

The voice of the black shadow was hoarse and unpleasant, and he couldn't tell whether it was a boy or a girl, but Yang Che felt a rather familiar aura from the black figure.

Yes.

Back in the forbidden area of ​​Black Wutan in Wumen, there was a similar aura to that of the old woman from the Ghost Sect that day.

"A demonic person?"

Yang Che's eyes narrowed and his hand was placed on the storage bag.

"Brother Luo, it's just a trash fish. Now that Yao Heng has been found, let's not waste time and rush to the Coral Port immediately."

Another figure appeared in the air.

This man had several huge spirit beast bags hanging around his waist. As he spoke, he took out a piece of raw meat and tore open one of the bags and threw the raw meat in. Then there was a loud chewing sound inside.

"Both of them are in the foundation building stage."

Yang Che's heart sank, secretly thinking that something was wrong.

"What Brother Xiao said makes sense. After cooking this trash, we will leave."

The dark figure took out a pair of black scissors, smiled sinisterly at Yang Che, and said, "Boy, just let me cut off the skin. Don't struggle. You will suffer less pain."