The sound of the flute falls on Douluo

Chapter 19 Soul Eater Python

As the name suggests, the soul-eating python can devour souls. In addition to entangling the opponent with its huge body, there are also soul attacks.

The most difficult thing to deal with against the Soul-devouring Python is its innate skill - Soul Absorption.

As long as the attention is distracted, it is easy to be tricked, fall into its illusion, and the soul is torn out by it.

If the age limit reaches ten thousand years, even Contra will be afraid of three points.

Although the soul-eating python in front of him is only a thousand years old, it is not something three soul warriors who don't even have a soul ring can deal with.

Just when Mo Fan and the others arrived, they saw that the Soul Devouring Python had already attacked the only girl among the three.

"careful!"

The red-haired boy among the three burst into flames all over his body, and ruthlessly slammed into the Soul-devouring python.

A red light flashed, and the body of the python that was attacking the girl deviated from the track and fell to the ground.

Although the Soul-devouring python was knocked away, its attack remained undiminished, and the thick tail of the python smashed towards the girl unabated.

The girl hurriedly rolled and staggered away, and the purple-haired boy behind him immediately used the double blades in his hand to meet the attacking python's tail.

"Roar!"

The two scimitars easily sank into the python's tail, creating a deep knife mark.

The severe pain caused by the severed tail made the Soul-devouring python uncontrollably let out a miserable howl, which also aroused its ferocity.

It kept twisting its thick body, and after throwing away the person who was hugging it, a pair of cold vertical pupils flashed a strange purple awn.

The purple-haired boy hurriedly caught the red-haired boy who was thrown away, and together with him protected the girl behind him, staring vigilantly at the soul-eating python in front of him.

Seeing the three of them staring at the Soul-devouring Python so unscrupulously, Mo Fan summoned Panlong Mo Xiao, gave Qin Mo a word, and walked towards the battlefield.

In the battlefield, the Soul-devouring Python had quietly approached the three of them, but the three of them turned a blind eye and stood vigilantly as before.

However, if you observe carefully, you can find that the eyes of these three people are already dull.

When Mo Fan saw this scene, he knew that the three of them had fallen into an illusion.

No more hesitation at the moment, he took the free steps and quickly approached the soul-devouring python.

The food at your fingertips was right in front of you, but it sensed a fierce momentum approaching rapidly.

Regardless of the pain at the end of the tail, the Soul-Eating Python instinctively swung its tail backwards.

"呲~"

There was another sound of a sharp knife piercing into the flesh, and a section of the python's body snapped off.

"Roar!!"

The soul-devouring python, which was cut off as pork again, lost its mind in anger, and rushed towards Mo Fan with its mouth wide open.

Naturally, Mo Fan would not let it get close to him easily, he kept walking and walking with it.

Qin Mo, who came belatedly, lit up his martial spirit, and devil vines kept appearing in the place where the soul-devouring python passed, trying to bind it.

However, the soul-devouring python, which ran away completely, was so powerful that it broke free in two or three strokes, and continued to chase and kill Mo Fan.

Yan Ling'er saw that he couldn't tie the soul-devouring python, and shouted anxiously: "What are you waiting for! Use your first soul skill!"

"No, this python is too long to be trapped!"

Qin Mo tried his best to control the devil vine to tie it towards the soul-devouring python, but he was pulled away again and again, and beads of sweat involuntarily appeared on his forehead.

"Then what should we do!"

Seeing Mo Fan narrowly dodging the python's bite once again, Yan Ling'er felt even more restless.

The Soul-devouring python saw that the attack missed the air again, and shook its huge python head, its eyes lit up with purple awns again.

"Just wait for your move!"

Mo Fan saw the soul-devouring python using the soul-absorbing python again, his eyes lit up, and he shouted at Qin Mo: "Trap those three people, I will end the battle soon!"

Hearing Mo Fan's shout, Qin Mo removed the devil vine tied to the python's body, and then the first soul ring under his feet lit up, immediately forming three cages, trapping the three of them.

After a hundred years, the soul-eating python can only cause hallucinations but not souls; after a hundred years, it can absorb souls to enhance its cultivation, but it cannot move its body.

If the cultivation base reaches a thousand years, you can move your body on the basis of a hundred years, but the ingestion of the soul must be started separately, and the ingestion of the soul cannot be completed in the illusion.

But if used a second time, the effect of the first time will be undone.

Because of this nature, Mo Fan arranged for Qin Mo to trap the three of them so that they would not run away after waking up.

At this time, Mo Fan had already fallen into the illusion of the soul-devouring python.

Seeing the still scene in front of him, Mo Fan raised his mouth slightly, "Let's see whose illusion is stronger."

Putting the Panlong ink flute to his lips, "Red Dust Sigh" sounded.

The Soul-devouring Python never expected that the little man in front of him could use skills like illusion.

Carelessly underestimating the enemy, coupled with the exhaustion of energy before, it was caught off guard by surprise.

The soul-devouring python's spirit was countered, and the illusion that trapped Mo Fan broke by itself.

But Mo Fan didn't stop the tune. The Soul-devouring python is a soul beast after all, and he wasn't sure how long "Hong Chen Tan" could trap it.

Sure enough, the Soul-devouring python immediately regained its sanity after being absent-minded for a while.

"Roar!"

It was already furious, not only had its tail cut off by two ants one after another, it was also defeated in its own proud field, and its mental strength was also injured.

Unable to bear it any longer, the Soul-devouring Python once again rushed towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan stared at the attacking giant mouth solemnly, his spirit highly concentrated.

Using the flute as a sword, with a move of "Xiao Shi Riding the Dragon", Panlong Moxiao pierced straight into the python's mouth.

A foul-smelling liquid spewed out from the python's mouth, and the Soul-devouring python struggled a few times before swallowing its last breath.

After confirming that the Soul-devouring Python would not fight back desperately, Mo Fan planned to pull out Mo Xiao, but after pulling halfway away, a strange thing happened.

The dragon pattern on the ink flute disappeared!

And when Mo Fan was stunned, the three people who were trapped wanted to break out of the cage.

But after beheading the thousand-year-old soul beast after seeing Mo Fan alone, he stayed in the cage honestly and did not dare to move.

"Boss!"

Seeing Mo Fan staring blankly, Qin Mo couldn't help shouting.

"Look at them, I have a little problem." Mo Fan replied after hearing Qin Mo's shout.

Although the dragon pattern has left the flute body, Mo Fan can still feel it.

But it was because he knew where the dragon pattern was that Mo Fan was a little surprised, which made him a little dazed.

Dragon pattern actually found this thing in this soul-eating python, and is still absorbing the power in it? !

After a while, the dragon pattern slowly returned to the ink flute, and Mo Fan could still feel a sense of satisfaction from the dragon pattern.

what's the situation? !

And the most weird thing is that after the death of the soul-devouring python, there was no soul ring raised.

This dragon pattern won't swallow the soul ring, right? !

But that's good too, no one can absorb the thousand-year soul ring at present, it's better to be absorbed by the dragon pattern than to waste it.

After adjusting his mentality, Mo Fan walked towards Qin Mo and the others.

"How is the boss, are you alright?" Qin Mo asked with concern when he saw Mo Fan had left.

"It's fine now." Mo Fan replied indifferently, and then set his sights on the three people who were trapped.

Qin Mo looked curiously at the corpse of the soul-eating python in the distance, where is the soul ring?

After withdrawing his gaze, Qin Mo glanced at Mo Fan strangely, and continued to remain silent.

"Let's introduce yourself." Mo Fan glanced at the three of them and said in a calm tone.

"Xieyue.", "Yan.", "Hu Liena."

The three reported their names one by one, but their eyes were still full of vigilance.

"My name is Mo Fan."

Mo Fan briefly introduced himself, then turned his head and let Qin Mo back into the cage.

After regaining their freedom, the two boys tacitly protected the girl named Hu Liena behind them.

"I don't have any malicious intentions, I'm staying with you, I just want to make friends with you." Seeing that they were still wary of him, Mo Fan explained helplessly.

"Can you stop talking politely? Tell us your purpose." Xie Yue was still full of guard against Mo Fan, staring at him intently.

"Uh, okay. Actually, I want you to join my team."

Mo Fan saw that being polite to them would only make them wary, so he simply showed his cards.

After hearing Mo Fan's answer, the three frowned and looked at each other.

"I'm not with them, I just watched them being attacked by that python, so I stayed to help."

"Now it's over, I should go too"

Yan stood up, patted his buttocks, and prepared to leave.

Mo Fan narrowed his eyes and sized him up. Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, he had some guesses in his heart.

It seems that Yan has not yet set his sights on Hu Liena.

"My invitation is for the three of you, please accept it or not."

At this time, Mo Fan's tone contained a trace of power that could not be opposed.

As Mo Fan's words fell, Qin Mo and Yan Ling'er stopped Yan who got up to leave.

"You are going to force me to stay."

Sparks appeared from the corner of Yan's mouth, and he stared dangerously at Mo Fan.

(End of this chapter)