At this time, the situation was extremely dangerous. Outside the cave, the Jindan True Lord of Tianyi Gate had already chased him, but the one blocked the way was a seventh-level golden-patterned blood-crowned snake.

Wang Ai wanted to escape immediately, but the golden-patterned blood-crowned snake had already winding up. In the pair of lantern-like snake eyes, it was filled with endless violence and ferocity. He stared at the cold darkness. His whole body seemed to be petrified, and he could not move at all.

It seemed that the eyes of the golden blood-crowned snake contained a severe poison that made people stiff. Wang Ai's face was pale and dead. Only then did he know what it means to have no way to go to the earth. This feeling of despair of life is untouchable without being forced to a certain extent.

The golden blood-crowned snake slowly crawled over, sniffing the breath of its prey, as if it felt something, suddenly became ferocious and violent, and roared: "Where did the human monk come from? He is so brave that he actually broke into the Poison Dragon Valley and slaughtered my dragon's grandson."

This golden-patterned blood-crowned snake is already a seventh-level poisonous insect, which can be refined and spit out words with cross bones. It has obviously noticed just now that the short human monk in front of him has slaughtered his descendants, and it is involuntarily exposed, and his pair of snake eyes seem to be about to spit out fire.

Wang Ai's expression couldn't help but feel bitter. He wanted to speak, but under the pressure of the seventh-level poisonous insect, he found that his chest was so dull that he could not open his mouth at all. In the current situation, he was afraid that there was no way out. Except for having to wait for death, he really couldn't think of any way.

The golden blood-crowned snake screamed in grief and anger, and its scaled body swept down the cave wall, opening its fishy and bloody mouth, and even swallowing it alive. It seemed that only in this way could it be able to relieve the hatred in its heart.

The seventh-level strange insect is equivalent to a late-stage monk in the Jindan stage. If you want to kill a mid-stage monk, it is like crushing a tiny ant, and there is no possibility of survival.

But at this critical moment, a dazzling white light suddenly burst out in front of Wang Ai's eyes, illuminating the dark cave as if it were daylight. The light was imprinted on Wang Ai's already desperate cheeks, making his expression turn sharply and startled.

Such changes made the golden blood-crowned snake also feel uneasy. After all, its intelligence was already extremely high. It immediately spit out black mist into the white light, as if it was watering boiling water in the white snow. In a sizzling sound, the poison contained in the black mist actually looked down at the white light, showing a majestic figure.

The golden-patterned blood-crowned snake seemed to know something was wrong, and spit out a poisonous black mist towards the white light. A sizzling sound was like pouring cold water into a boiling oil pan. The white light was immediately eroded, and a majestic figure appeared.

This figure stood in front of him, like a mountain standing in the abyss, with a majestic pressure pouring out, his eyes swept in the dark, his eyes seemed to contain infinite stars, and his expression was not angry, which was Mo Wentian teleported from the Palace of Eternal Life.

"Sect Master, why are you..."

Wang Ai's mouth was already open, like a thirsty fish. He really couldn't imagine why the leader suddenly appeared here? It was an incredible thing. No matter how his brain works, it was not enough.

"Who?"

The golden blood-crowned snake was also extremely shocked. It had already felt the danger of the person in front of it. The snake body covered with scales curled into a ball, the iron-like triangular head was raised high, and the lantern-like snake eyes stared at Mo Wentian tightly. The scarlet tongue was like an iron fork, and from time to time it sprayed out violent poisonous mist like a strong wind.

This was the first time Mo Wentian saw such a highly poisonous insect. The poisonous fog in the air made him a little dizzy, and his limbs felt paralyzed. It seemed that even the poisonous insect could numb the vitality and make the circulation of the golden elixir astringent.

Although Mo Wentian is extremely strong and is enough to compare with the late stage of the Jindan cultivator, he only practices the five elements spiritual energy. In terms of resistance to poison, he does not have innate advantages as cultivator with poisonous spirit roots like Wang Ai.

To deal with such a toxic insect, you need to be vigilant at all times, and to drive the omnipresent poisonous poison, and your magic power is consumed all the time. It is really difficult to deal with. Even if you can win, it will be an extremely difficult war of attrition.

Mo Wentian was unwilling to lose both sides, so why would the golden blood-crowned snake be willing? It said in a hoarse voice: "Human monk, no matter what your relationship is? The man standing behind you will kill Benlong's grandson, and the blood debt will be paid. As long as you hand him over to Benlong, you will let you leave here."

"A stinky snake also calls itself a dragon?"

Mo Wentian laughed loudly, and said in a cold voice: "Kill it means killing it. How can the life of my disciples allow you, your evil beast, to determine your life?"

"What?"

The golden blood-crowned snake was furious, and its scales were shaking like a tide. He said in a stern tone: "Human monk, you are simply looking for death. I changed my mind. Even if I am severely injured in my energy, I will leave you here."

"Okay! It depends on whether you have this ability."

Mo Wentian let out a disdainful sneer, but turned his head and fell on Wang Ai, shook his head with a smile and said, "Yu Ai'er, when you encounter this seventh-level golden blood-crowned snake, I don't know what luck you are like? It's of course useless to others, but for you, it's full of treasures. I will kill it here and give you a supreme opportunity."

Wang Ai was so excited that he couldn't talk to himself, only to feel that the kindness of the head of the sect would be hard to repay in this life. He was about to die in the snake's belly the moment before, but now he not only has his life to be protected, but he can also get this seventh-level poisonous insect. If he completely refines his body, it would be an unimaginable benefit. The bizarreness of fate lies in this way. If the head of the sect had not descended from the sky, how could such a shocking reversal be achieved?

When he heard the conversation between the two, the golden blood-crowned snake was extremely furious. No one looked down on it so much. It immediately hissed in its mouth, suddenly rushed up, opened its big mouth and bit Wang Ai. Before he could come in front of him, the venom in his mouth shot in like a training exercise.

These venoms are secreted in snake teeth and are extremely toxic. A drop of them falls randomly into the lake, which is enough to poison the fish in the entire lake. Even the body of Jindan Zhenjun will be completely corroded by the venom to become a skeleton.

This seventh-level golden blood-crowned snake is extremely cunning. If it knows that if it fights with Mo Wentian, it will not get any benefits. It would be better to start to get rid of the ant first. Not only can it eliminate the hatred in its heart, but it can also disrupt the Jindan monk's position and maybe it can see a good opportunity.

Mo Wentian would not let it do what it wished. He immediately stepped on the ground with his feet, reached out and grabbed Wang Ai tightly in his hand, and then dodged like a flying evasion.

"Do you want to take a look? Can you protect his life?"

The golden blood-crowned snake failed to hit the attack, but was very angry. It rushed forward like a flying, and its tail suddenly rose up and swept across, swaying a stinking gust of wind, and endless black poisonous mist filled it.

Mo Wentian reached out his hand and put his five fingers together to form a knife, slashing hard towards the snake's tail. The power was like a sea of ​​anger, rushing down the mountain, killing like a train. Waves followed by waves, and power continued to emerge, as if the knife had been slashed countless times.

This magical power is called the Angry Sea Flying Slash. He has already practiced the realm of great success. At this time, he suddenly used his power, like the Angry Sea Flying Flying, and it has continuously emerged, and naturally it has received miraculous effects.

Even if the golden-patterned blood-crowned snake has scales to protect its body, under the impact of this surging force, its muscles and bones are numb. It immediately groaned in pain and immediately retreated.

In this cave, one person and one snake wandered around and fought. The golden blood-crowned snake was extremely cunning, like a fatal blow from a poisonous snake. It retracted after it was exposed. There was absolutely no entanglement and no flaws left.

Mo Wentian held Wang Ai and was just dodging. His feet were flying, his clothes were dancing without wind, as if he was about to ride the wind, and his figure was like a dragon. The air rubbed against his body, and a low dragon roar was faintly heard, and he was always indefinitely.

This is a magical magic called Youlong Chengfeng. The magical magic that has been practicing in recent years is now only reaching the level of small success. Although it cannot get rid of the pursuit of the golden-patterned blood-crown snake, it is enough to cope with the situation in front of you.

In a moment, a person and a snake were at the belly of the cave, and they could reach the entrance of the cave, and at a distance of dozens of feet, they could reach the world outside.

At this time, outside the cave, the sound of a roar of a dragon roar suddenly came, and a sound like the sound of gold and iron clashed.

"The five poison boy from Wuji Sect will come out and die immediately. This Jinjia True Lord can be the master of mercy and spare your entire body."

As the sound rang out, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps, as if dozens of monks had arrived here. It was obvious that the pursuers from Tianyi Sect had arrived.

"Tianyi Gate?"

Mo Wentian couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he was really intercepted and pursued. Wang Ai fell in such a situation and had a death-free ending. If it weren't for the timely construction of the Palace of Eternity, he would probably have lost this extremely talented disciple.

He immediately stopped hesitating. When he was fighting with this seventh-level golden-patterned blood-crown snake, he had already verified his strength. His magical power alone was enough to compete with the late-stage cultivators of the Golden Pill, but if he wanted to kill, it would take a lot of effort.

But there is no need to waste time here. Mo Wentian immediately slapped the treasure bag and took out the flower-picking sacred mirror to look at the golden-patterned blood-crowned snake. A red flesh crown appeared in the mirror and was grabbed by his five-fingered scattered inside.

The golden blood-crowned snake immediately screamed. The red flesh crown was the essence of its lifelong venom. Its importance was even above the evil pill in the abdomen. At this time, it was actually removed, losing the trembling toxic talent and trying to remove the tiger, which became less terrifying.
Chapter completed!