C486 Desolate Snake
C486 Desolate Snake
The appearance of these small snakes was very different from the ordinary snakes that Yang Xuan had seen before. The surface of these small snakes was as black as ink. Upon closer inspection, one could discover that this black color was formed by countless fine scales. The eyes of the small snakes were the complete opposite of the black color. Only the eyes were white. One could not see the existence of its eyes.
On top of the snake's head, there was a tumor the size of an adult thumb. It was bright red and there were traces of black smoke coming out of the tumor from time to time.
Seeing this, Yang Xuan finally understood the source of the black smoke in the air. At the same time, he also recognized the origin of this group of small snakes.
Desolate snakes! The legendary spirit beast that inherited a trace of the ancient bloodline!
A lone wild snake was not scary. When a Third Stage warrior was fully prepared, it could easily slaughter hundreds of wild snakes, but once the number of wild snakes exceeded a thousand, it could easily kill a Third Stage warrior and threaten a Fourth Stage warrior. Once the number of wild snakes exceeded ten thousand, even a warrior above the Fourth Stage would have to retreat for now.
As for Yang Xuan, there were at least tens of thousands of these wild snakes in front of him!
This was definitely not a force that he could defend against.
Yang Xuan immediately realized this and hurriedly called for help from the Black Panther.
"Black Panther, quickly stop sleeping. Quickly help me think of a way." Yang Xuan urgently asked for help.
But after a long while, the Black Panther did not respond to Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan became anxious.
"Black Panther? Quickly come out!"
"Black Panther! Lord Black!"
The Black Panther seemed to have disappeared. No matter how Yang Xuan shouted, there was no response.
After countless attempts, Yang Xuan finally gave up on the idea of calling for help from the Black Panther.
Hiss ~ Hiss ~ Hiss ~
After such a delay, the wild snake on the ground was obviously unable to restrain itself any longer. Its pitch black body twisted uneasily, and its pale eyes stared fixedly at Yang Xuan, ready to make a move.
Yang Xuan took out a wooden sword from the small pagoda and blocked in front of Yuh Qingcheng. He said in a solemn voice, "Qingcheng, try to hide behind me in the future and find an opportunity to kill your way out."
... "" Yuh Qingcheng, who was behind him, was unusually quiet and did not reply.
Yang Xuan thought that Yuh Qingcheng was also on guard against the attack of the wild snakes and did not care about Yuh Qingcheng's abnormal behavior. Instead, he focused all of his attention on the group of wild snakes.
After a short confrontation, the wild snakes finally could not hold back anymore. They twisted their smooth bodies and swarmed towards Yang Xuan. For a moment, Yang Xuan's entire field of vision was filled with slippery snake bodies.
Seeing this scene, all the hairs on Yang Xuan's body stood up. He hurriedly activated the Spiritual Force and waved the wooden sword in his hand. The wooden sword, which was wrapped in a faint spiritual light, swept across. The Desolate Snakes that were charging at the front were all torn into pieces by Yang Xuan. In an instant, within a meter of Yang Xuan, a death domain filled with blood and broken snake bodies was formed.
The black tide that was formed by the densely packed snakes suddenly stopped.
Before Yang Xuan could rejoice, a hoarse and resentful voice suddenly appeared. "Hahaha! These snakes were spirit beasts who held grudges. They would become even crazier after being provoked by the death of their companions. Kid, just wait for your bad luck!"
"Who are you? What exactly do you want to do? " Yang Xuan tried his best to circulate the Heavenly Eye's secret technique, but he could not detect the person who had spoken.
"Hmph! Who am I? I will tell you this question after you are eaten by the Desolate Snake. Now, enjoy the fangs of the Desolate Snake! Hahaha!"
Just as the hoarse and resentful voice faded, a black tide that covered the sky and covered the earth once again swept towards Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan was helpless. He could only circulate the Spiritual Force in his body once more. The surging Spiritual Force condensed under the wooden sword. Under the enhancement of the Spiritual Force, the wooden sword's power was exceptionally shocking. Every swing of the sword could easily kill dozens of wild snakes.
The situation was in a deadlock for a moment.
Yang Xuan did not feel at ease at all. On the contrary, the longer he dragged on, the more worried he became.
Although the Desolate Snake had not broken through the defense line yet, the Spiritual Force in Yang Xuan's body was limited. When the Spiritual Force was exhausted, Yang Xuan, who had no strength to resist, could only close his eyes and wait for death.
However, besides feeling anxious, Yang Xuan also had some doubts.
According to the legends, the body of a Desolate Snake was shockingly hard, but why was the body of these Desolate Snakes so fragile? Even their strength was no different from a common snake?
Could it be that these Desolate Snakes were just mere pawns?
If that is the case...
After pondering for a moment, Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and suddenly roared, "Qingcheng, follow me and charge out!"
As his voice fell, the circulation of the Spiritual Force in Yang Xuan's body suddenly accelerated. Immediately after, the surface of the wooden sword shone with a bright light!
Yang Xuan held the wooden sword in his hand and swung it down with all his strength!
Boom!
With a deafening explosion, a bright spiritual light suddenly erupted and swept away all the wild snakes in front of Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan took the opportunity to rush out.
However, after he moved, he found that there was no movement behind him.
Yang Xuan turned his head in surprise, but he found Yuh Qingcheng and the Wind Thunder Tiger still standing there blankly, mechanically killing Desolate Snake. They did not follow him out at all.
"Qingcheng?"
Yang Xuan's eyes instantly turned red when he saw this. He gritted his teeth and had no choice but to rush back. He blocked in front of Yuh Qingcheng, blocking the endless attacks of the Desolate Snake.
It seemed that Yang Xuan's outburst had angered the wild snake. The attacks of the wild snake became unprecedentedly fierce. Yang Xuan did not have the extra energy to ask about Yuh Qingcheng's condition. He could only clench his teeth and try to block the attacks of the wild snake.
Slowly, Yang Xuan felt that the pressure on him was getting bigger and bigger. The strength of the Desolate Snake seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and its body was also getting harder and harder.
What was going on?
Yang Xuan glanced at the ground out of the corner of his eye and was surprised to find that there were many snakes eating their companions' corpses on the ground.
After eating, the sarcoma on the heads of the wild snakes became even redder. There were even some wild snakes that had a pair of wings as thin as cicada's wings on their backs. Some even had a pair of inch-long claws under their stomachs.
These wild snakes could actually evolve by eating the corpses of their companions!
"Hahaha! Do you see that, kid? Just kill as you wish. You will never be able to kill all of these snakes! They will only become stronger and stronger. In the end, you won't even be able to defeat a single one of them! " The hoarse and resentful voice sounded once again, filled with ridicule.
Yang Xuan gritted his teeth, and suddenly put away his wooden sword. He waved his fist.
"Yang Spirit Essence Breaking Hand!"
Boom!
A strong sound was heard once again. Within the range of the punch, countless snakes were shattered by Yang Xuan. However, a few wild snakes with wings on their backs broke through the punch and pounced on Yang Xuan. Their sharp teeth bit through Yang Xuan's muscles!
The part that was bitten by the wild snakes quickly turned black and swollen. It looked extremely terrifying.
The bodies of the wild snakes were poisonous!