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Text_Chapter 1961 Snake King



Beyond the valley.

From time to time, Yan Kun took out all kinds of weird props from his storage bag, including the blood of monsters and beasts, the souls of living people, the organs of poisonous insects, and the gray powder ground into various poisonous plants.

It was put into a simple container, and then poured with rich blood.

Stirring various materials, he then began to recite ancient and ancient spells in the valley while shooting these dark mixtures into the void drop by drop, drawing strange spiritual patterns...

"boom!"

Soon, after a loud noise, a huge blood-colored formation began to cover the entire valley and spread into the valley.

From a distance, this valley seems to have a huge blood snake hovering in the sky. It has a pair of golden eyes that open and close from time to time. Its gaze is like lightning, illuminating the entire valley with a strange light, shaking its body and covering the sky.

Blocking out the sun, the monstrous force of the sky shocked thousands of miles.

Such visions are truly shocking!

Several nearby tribes originally wanted to save those tribesmen captured by the Golden Knight. Seeing this scene, they all trembled and gave up their previous plans.

"Young man, how dare you play tricks on me!"

"If you don't come out within three days, I will refine this hundred-mile radius and this mountain peak with Netherworld blood in a great formation!"

Yan Kun was hunched over, holding a bright green staff, and from time to time he waved a green light, outlining powerful runes in the void.

Swish, brush, brush!

He moved skillfully and quickly outlined thousands of runes.

In the void, these runes shone with light and reflected each other. There seemed to be some internal connection between them, forming something like meridians, making the shadow of the blood snake in the sky become more and more condensed and more and more...

Close to the entity...

As this huge snake shadow swayed, the sun and moon lost all light, and spiritual energy surged in waves.

"Boom boom!"

The ground shook from time to time, and rocks on the valley fell rustling down.

The blood snake shook its tail and formed a huge tornado, rolling up the cattle and sheep on the ground into the sky, tearing them into pieces and swallowing them in one gulp.

With the replenishment of blood energy, the blood snake becomes stronger and stronger, and its strength gradually increases. Coupled with the support of the formation, its strength is unparalleled, even surpassing Yan Kun's own strength.

In just three days, it can level the entire mountain to the ground!

By then, not to mention Yang Yunfan who is hiding in the cave, I am afraid that every animal and monster on the entire mountain will die!

Seeing this apocalyptic scene, Yan Kun showed a proud smile on his face: "It is indeed the Netherworld Blood Refining Formation. I used half of my savings to exchange for this secret skill from the Blood Temple. It is really worth it. With this

In this blood refining formation, I can condense one percent of the artistic conception of the Lord of the Bleeding River's mount, the mythical beast [The Serpent King]. It is so powerful that it is almost invincible as long as you don't encounter a powerful divine master."

"The only regret is that this blood refining array cannot be moved, and it would cost too much material to set up. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to leave just now! No matter how many monsters there are on Qingkong Mountain, they will all be used as sacrifices and donated to

The Nether Snake King!"

"But it's enough!"

Yan Kun looked at the cave with cold eyes, seeming to see through the layers of darkness the terrifying looks on the faces of Yang Yunfan and others in the cave, and sneered: "Junior! I'll see how long you can last!

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"This old guy must be crazy!"

"Do we have any deep grudge against him? He actually put up such a big show!"

Yang Yunfan and his party were walking in the cave. After walking a few steps, they felt the ground shaking. There were even cracks on the roof of the cave, and gravel fell down, giving them a premonition.

, if you don’t leave the cave quickly, you will soon be buried alive underneath.

With the strength of a few people and their strong bodies, even if they were buried alive, they would not die here in agony!

But injuries are inevitable.

What's even more frightening is that once they are buried alive and their mobility is restricted, the huge blood snake condensed from the blood refining array will take advantage of the situation and devour them in one bite!

"Yang Yunfan, the situation is not good, I feel the aura of the Nether Snake King..."

Yun Shang took a few steps, but her brows were furrowed, and a hint of bitterness appeared on her face.

"Young Snake King? Who is that?" Yang Yunfan turned around and asked.

He also felt a terrible breath, but this breath was very unfamiliar to him, and he didn't know who it came from.

Yun Shang explained: "The Nether Snake King is the divine beast mount of the Lord of the Blood River. In terms of strength, it is only slightly inferior to the Lord of the Blood River. However, it has a unique magical power that gives people a headache. When it steps into the Divine Lord

After reaching the realm, it seems to have understood the unique laws of darkness, allowing its body to be integrated into the void of the universe. As long as someone masters a special method, it can be summoned from the void to help fight."

"Of course, it will not listen to anyone except the Lord of the Blood River. Even if the monks of the Yan Demon Clan know how to summon the Nether Snake King, they can only summon a certain clone of its mind. The strength is,

Probably less than one percent of the original body."

One percent!

However, the Nether Snake King is a strange beast at the peak of the realm of the God Lord. Even if it is 1% of its strength, it is probably not something that Yang Yunfan and others can resist.

"It seems that we need to speed up!"

When Yang Yunfan heard Yun Shang's words, he couldn't help but become anxious, and urged: "Kintaro, how far is it? Is there something wrong with that old guy? Why did he hide the shadow messenger so deeply?"

"Goo!"

The toad barked at Yang Yunfan a few times, seeming to tell him to calm down for a moment, as it was about to arrive.

"Okay, I am impatient. However, you have also seen that if we can't find the Shadow Messenger, we will all be buried here." Yang Yunfan smiled helplessly.

The toad also realized this, and its flying speed became much faster.

"Goo!"

After about a few minutes, suddenly, the toad stopped in front of a dark entrance.

In front of the entrance, there is a huge statue of a hazy beast.

"What is this? Is the Shadowbringer here?"

Yang Yunfan walked to the statue and saw its appearance clearly.

It looked like a giant bear, crouching on the ground, opening its mouth wide, showing its fangs, showing a violent attitude.

This giant bear statue is more than ten meters high. Unlike the previous statue of the Black Shadow Messenger, which was lying flat on the ground, the figure of this giant bear is upright in the cave. It is extremely huge and gives people a huge feeling.

Feeling of oppression.
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