There is no spiritual light flowing above, only sword energy soars into the sky.

But then, the sword intent slowly disappeared, no longer showing any of it, but it became more dense, as if it were physical, spread all over the surface of the sword body.

Cut through the sky, the strong wind was like its own guard, pointing at the Black Python Mountain.

...

If the sword intent is not revealed, it will naturally not be investigated by the great demon.

The two Nascent Soul monks are now on the verge of collapse.

Especially the man in the green robe, he was only a few dozen feet away from the head of the python. He looked at the other party and slowly opened his bloody mouth.

It is so deep that it is as if it leads to the Nine Netherworlds of the Yellow Spring.

The huge fangs were dripping with fishy snake saliva on it.

"ah!"

The man in the green robe could no longer bear the fear in his heart.

He didn't want to die like this.

He didn't want to be buried in the snake's belly.

So next, he made an extremely unwise choice.
Chapter completed!