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Mad Python Demon Group

  Volume 1: Strife of the Azure Sky 021: Frenzied Python Demons

  A fierce glint flashed in Zixia's eyes, and with a flash of her purple clothes, she quickly retreated backwards. Her ten fingers moved swiftly, and several puppets suddenly appeared in the air, pouncing on the mad python spirit to kill it.

  It was also at this moment that Zi Ji's figure had successfully retreated to a safe position, with a few strands of gloominess between her eyebrows.

  "Be careful." Yun Suo Ye furrowed his brow and said to Zi Ji, this guy's heart was really complicated, just now he was still planning to teach this ignorant genius girl a lesson, but in the blink of an eye, this girl's belly had Dongfang Ling's child.

  Zi Ji naturally knew that Yun Su Ye was for the sake of her friend's child in her belly, but she still nodded to Yun Su Ye, and this crisis had not been taken seriously by her yet.

  "Up!" At this moment, a group of people who had been running from afar also rushed towards the Mad Python Spirit. A middle-aged man came to Yun Suo Ye and others, clasped his fists and said, "Sorry everyone, it's just that there is only one Mad Python Spirit..."

  "Hmph!" Zi Ji interrupted the other's words, coldly snorted, and directly recalled her own puppet. In an instant, those people fell into a bitter struggle.

  The variant of the python spirit is still mainly defensive and earth-attribute spiritual beast, can it be easily dealt with by just a few people?

  Yun Suoye looked at Mu Qingfeng and asked, "Little guy, are you interested?"

  "No." Mu Qingfeng stood in mid-air, protected by Yun Suoye's Cloud Shield, gazing at the enormous and ugly Kylin Spirit, shaking his head.

  "Let's go then." Yun Suoye lazily stretched, holding Mu Qingfeng's hand while looking at Lan and the others, "You guys make way for two..."

  Roar! Roar!

  Bang! Bang!

  Yun Suoye's words were not yet finished when suddenly a series of ear-shattering roars and ground-shaking sounds came!

  Yun Suoye's expression changed suddenly, and Mu Qingfeng looked around, scolding in her heart.

  The ground all around bulged up in one place, and with a series of loud crashes, giant python demons burst out of the earth, charging towards the crowd.

  "It's too late to leave now." Yun Suo furrowed his brow, wondering how so many mad python spirits could appear here.

  To know, ordinary people in the secret realm may not even encounter a spiritual beast until the gate of the secret realm opens again. Yun Suo felt that this time coming to the secret realm was truly a burst of good fortune.

  "Blue, get ready to fight. Do I need to tell you the weakness of the Mad Python Spirit?" Yun Su Ye glanced at Blue and the others with a smile on his face, but it sent chills down their spines. They hastily replied that they didn't need him to say anything, then immediately adjusted their battle stances and charged towards the Mad Python Spirit.

  "Someone else is here." Mu Qingfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of light, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Yun Suoye, tell your people to be careful."

  The enemies in the secret realm were never just these spirit beasts.

  Yun Su Ye looked at the figures flying in the air, a hint of smile in his black eyes: "Just pay attention to dodge, anyway we're not interested in these spiritual beasts."

  Zi Ji and Yun Suo Ye's thoughts were almost the same, she was originally ready to leave, but for some reason, she stopped in her tracks again, her hands moved, manipulating the puppet to launch a new round of slaughter!

  Yun Su Ye just caught a glimpse of the anger and ferocity in Zi Ji's eyes when she killed, and felt a chill run down her spine. She silently prayed for Dong Fang Ying, that girl was obviously taking out her frustrations on these monsters as if they were Dong Fang Ying.

  Mocheng Feng never intended to go all out, dodging the Crazy Python Demon Spirit's attacks while observing the increasingly intense battles of the cultivators present.

  Mocheng Feng felt that there was something wrong with his own fighting.

  Her past life's physical body was unable to fully exert the spiritual power within her, so although she had won that previous battle beautifully, she herself knew how much she lacked.

  "Ling Ji." Yun Suo's slightly lazy voice sounded in her ear, "Haven't you figured it out yet? Look at him."

  Mochi light wind followed the cloud dawn night direction, looking at a middle-aged man, only to see that middle-aged man suddenly burst out with a loud shout, and on his fist, a ferocious tiger's shadow emerged, shaking the sky, and rushed towards the crazy python demon spirit!

  Boom!

  In an instant, the back of that mad python demon spirit exploded with a loud noise, and fresh blood splattered out. A miserable cry sounded, but before this mad python demon spirit could continue to slaughter, another attack came at it again.

  Mo Qingfeng's eyes sparkled with a sharp light, and just now that fierce tiger's virtual shadow was so strong!

  Spiritual Power Transformation!

  That tiger's shadow is an illusion created by spiritual power.

  Mocheng Feng suddenly felt that something had burst forth from his mind, and he realized that spiritual energy could be transformed into weapons, ferocious beasts, and other things to aid in battle.

  It was like this all along.

  Mù Light Wind stood still, gently closing her eyes, gathering spiritual energy in her mind, slowly condensing the spiritual energy into the shape she desired.

  "Hmm." Yun Su Ye saw this and let out a sound, had this little guy suddenly enlightened? Yun Su Ye stroked his chin standing beside Mu Qing Feng, and slapped the spiritual beast that was about to attack away.

  Mocheng Feng was slowly condensing his spiritual energy in his mind to form a sword, and apart from guns and cannons, the thing he liked most in his past life was the swordsmanship passed down by his ancestors.

  If at first you don't succeed, try, try again.

  Two failures, three successes.

  Mocheng Feng has now even forgotten her current situation, with a single heart and mind fully devoted to the formation of spiritual energy, she hasn't even thought about what kind of spiritual technique Yun Suoye mentioned earlier.

  The sword body, the hilt, and finally the blade... Success!

  Hoo-hoo!

  Suddenly, two loud roars sounded in her ears. Mu Qingfeng's eyes snapped open, and a cold light flashed at the bottom of her dark pupils as she stared at the pouncing giant python demon spirit. With one hand pressing down on Yun Suoye's shoulder, her body jumped up: "Go die for me!"

  Just as Mu Qingfeng's voice fell, a majestic spiritual power condensed into a huge long sword suddenly appeared behind her head, casting a shadow over the sky, rolling up waves of fierce wind. After Mu Qingfeng pushed out with one hand, it suddenly shot towards the Crazy Python Demon Spirit!

  Boom!

  The giant sword approached the mad python spirit, suddenly shrinking to the same size as the mad python spirit. The two sides collided and exploded with a loud bang, leaving behind a swirling cloud of debris.

  Mo Qingfeng's head went white and his body went soft, and he fell straight down from mid-air.

  Yun Suoye's jaw dropped in shock, and she quickly pulled Mu Qingfeng into her arms: "I'm going, Little Qingfeng, you're perverted!"

  That's a concentrated spiritual energy, it can only be done after breaking through the senior master!

  The middle-aged man was only a primary cultivator, but the fierce tiger's roar spirit technique he cultivated was not trivial. He let this little guy take a look just to make her understand the spirit technique, but unexpectedly Mu Qingfeng gave him such a fright!

  "Could it be... an Advanced Practitioner?!"

  "Are you kidding me? You look like you're only ten years old! If a ten-year-old is already an advanced cultivator, I'd rather go crash into the mountains and die!"

  "Damn it, didn't you see that move? Are you blind?"

  The crowd's eyes widened in disbelief, their mouths muttering non-stop, "A 10-year-old high-ranking cultivator? This can't be real!"

  This is indeed not true.

  Murmuring softly in the clouds, feeling the emptiness of his dantian, he wanted to cry but had no tears: "Am I too weak... a single move and my spiritual energy is already exhausted."

  Can he really throw this little guy down with just a flick of his wrist? Can he?

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