Douluo: Rely on the dress-up system to hold the god-woman set

Chapter 137 Forest Battle Royale
On a cloudy day, the Zilin Snake King who lives in the swamp, as usual, after patrolling his own territory, curled his tail and picked up a little brother at random. In the fearful gaze, two sharp fangs with a length of fifteen centimeters pierced through the head of the crazily twisting purple snake.

The venom pierced the scale armor and was injected the moment it touched the flesh and blood. After two breaths of effort, the Violet Snakes, which splashed the swamp and whipped the ground, stopped writhing and struggling, and became a snack for their leader.

The other purple snakes retreated silently into the dark corner, not daring to "hiss", for fear that they would also become the leader's snack.

Holding the last bloodlines of the same race, the Zilin Snake Emperor did not slowly suffocate the prey with his body before eating it like other prey, and was strangled to death. Instead, he chose to directly inject more domineering than ordinary Zilin snakes. Mutated and highly poisonous, and then stuffed a whole clansman into the mouth with the help of its tail, chewed and fell into the stomach pocket, belched contentedly, and narrowed the eyes of the snake comfortably.

Every day, a clansman with a thousand-year cultivation base improves his own achievements.

The black snake letter of the Zilin Snake Emperor, who had swallowed his younger brother alive, licked the black blood on the scales at the corner of his mouth, and prepared to return to the nest to slowly digest this tribesman.

The Zilin Snake Emperor, who turned his head and moved slowly back to the lair in an S shape, yawned.

Before this pleasant yawn could finish, the beast's unique sense of crisis suddenly exploded in his brain.

There was a sharp wind, and the sharp claws were like death's soul-wrenching knife. When the Zilin Snake Emperor turned his head, he grabbed its head fiercely, and pressed its head violently with lightning speed. Rushing into the flat ground at the edge of the swamp, the Zilin Snake Emperor fell and let out a painful roar.

"Wow—!"

The Cangyan Jinpeng with a wingspan of more than ten meters is burning with a layer of golden flames, as if it wants to ignite the air near the swamp. The scorching breath makes the Zilin snakes who are naturally fond of shady places subconsciously retract their protruding snakes head.

With a graceful white-gold body, a majestic and thick soul power breath is released from Cangyan Jinpeng.

The one who launched the attack was Wei Ming and the others who arrived at the swamp a few minutes ago just in time for the Zilin Snake Emperor to hunt his own family members.

They hibernate patiently, waiting for the Zilin Snake Emperor to enter a full stomach state before revealing the hunter's weapon, killing the opponent by surprise.

"go!"

Wei Ming, who was holding Zilin Snake Emperor's head firmly with both claws, gave the signal to retreat.

Embedded in the eye socket, the sharp pain of the eyeball being directly scratched made the dizzy Zilin Snake Emperor quickly recover, and it struggled violently.

Vigorously struggling, Wei Ming grabbed the Zilin Snake Emperor and was about to fly away. Wei Ming, who wanted to leave the habitat of the snakes first, turned into the martial soul avatar—Cangyan Jinpeng's other paw was almost caught by the huge Zilin Snake Emperor. It slid out with force, but fortunately the other Phantom Phantom's claw firmly grabbed the eye socket of the Zilin Snake Emperor mixed with broken flesh and blood.

"Zizi!"

The purple-black snake blood splattered on Cangyan Jinpeng's claws, and the thick soul power covering the surface was corroded and sizzled, but it hadn't achieved the effect of piercing the armor.

The more he struggled, the deeper the two claws embedded in the eye sockets became.

The Zilin Snake Emperor's constantly twisting body and a special growl from its gaping mouth summoned its clansmen to support it.

The other Zilin snakes that were hiding in their lairs or corners also reacted, twisting their slippery and cold long bodies and sprinting out, opening their poison-quenching traps towards the three intruders who dared to break into the snake's lair. tusks.

"Fifth soul skill, shaking the sky and shaking the earth!"

Hao Xuan, who had also activated his martial soul avatar, yelled violently, and slapped his swollen, animal-like right palm on the ground, shaking the group of purple snakes that were approaching quickly, more than half a meter away from the ground. Taking advantage of this gap, Cang Yan Jinpeng's huge energy phantom grabbed the Zilin Snake Emperor and flew off the ground completely.

The group of snakes without a leader began to panic.

Although this king is irritable, not a snake, and swallows a random member of the tribe every day, he is still their leader.

A group of Zilin snakes without a leader is a mess, they cannot live without a leader.

The restless group of Zilin snakes began to squirm, ready to vent their anger on the other two humans who jumped into the dense forest, and swarmed away at an extremely fast speed, like groups of maggots wriggling frantically on the surface of the water. Leaving strips of black corrosion marks is to the extent that patients with trysophobia will faint when they see it.

In the lush forest, birds and spirit beasts were constantly startled and screamed in panic.

Qian Yuelong and the others, who followed Wei Ming's order and waited some distance away from the snake's habitat, also heard these disturbing signals.

As a soul master of the agility attack department, Zhang Ping, who jumped to the top of a tall tree to investigate, was startled when Wei Ming, who was flying towards them holding the Zilin Snake Emperor, was startled, and hurriedly gave him a hand under the tree. The companions sent a message: "I saw Teacher Wei! Teacher Wei is grabbing the Zilin Snake Emperor and rushing towards us! It is estimated that there are still 20 seconds, not ten seconds!"

Letting go of his mental power, Qian Yuelong, who detected a terrifying number of purple lin snakes approaching, grimaced, and shouted: "Zhang Ping returns to the team, everyone runs to the southwest! The snakes follow the snake emperor towards our position Here we come! Get ready to run!"

"Snakes?!"

Everyone's face changed suddenly.

Zhang Ping, who was standing on the top of the tree, fell and returned to the team steadily.

"Let's go! The Zilin Snake Emperor will be handed over to Mr. Wei and the others first. Our first task is to protect ourselves!"

Two Soul Saints, one Contra.

More than enough to deal with the last 3-year-old Zilin Snake Emperor.

Even if surrounded by snakes, he can escape.

As long as they don't hold back, it is the greatest help to the three teachers.

Knowing this, Hu Liena and the others did not hesitate to catch up with Qian Yuelong who rushed out first.

In the air, up and down, left and right, Wei Ming, who was flying like a roller coaster, was still following the Zilin Snake who was trying to break free, or using his best strangulation hunting method to entangle the guy who trapped him. Huang entangled.

Wei Ming had to prevent the Zilin Snake Emperor from breaking free, and also to prevent the Zilin Snake Emperor's snake body from entangled him, lest the hunter become the prey.

As for the poisonous blood, Wei Ming with profound soul power poured soul power into his claws without changing his face, and a pair of eagle eyes gleaming with pale golden brilliance scanned the forest from above. The place where the Zilin Snake Emperor, who already had the ability to think independently, escaped.

A vigorous forest battle royale began.

Qu Yuanyi slapped the several purple snakes that were flying towards him, turned his head to avoid the other snakes that wrapped their bodies together, and looked like a group of snakes that gave up their lives to attack. A pile of freshly baked snake cakes ran forward frowning.

After seeing that the place where Qian Yuelong and the others were supposed to be waiting was empty at the moment, his brows relaxed a little, and it seemed to his heart that these students were not stupid, and knew how to run away during the trial.

- off topic -

No cuckoo, no cuckoo, just woke up after sleeping for a while (Maomao’s head is crying)
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