Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Snake mother?

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle's heart sank.

From the murals seen along the way, it can be confirmed that those strange snakes exist to protect something.

As to whether it is the ghost cave or the queen, it is not yet known.

Just like the sand wolves in the black desert, there is always a leader leading them, and the leader of the snake tide is the elusive and ferocious mother snake.

In the family books left by our ancestors.

The records about the Snake Mother are described in great detail.

The snake mother is of extraordinary size, covered with scales, and has a pair of huge pupils on her head. She is the messenger of the devil from hell.

That was why, when he saw the giant green-scaled python in the lake outside the Insect Valley of Zhalong Mountain, he behaved in a manner that was inconsistent with his character.

At that moment, he even thought that he was not in southern Yunnan, but in the northern desert, under the holy mountain.

That is, I reacted later.

Although the giant python was also covered in scales and was impervious to swords and spears, and its shape was equally astonishing, its characteristics were still quite different from those of the snake mother.

Especially the most crucial black color and huge pupils.

Are we finally going to see the real person now?

You must know that in order to kill the mother snake, the clan paid a very heavy price.

The two prophets burned their blood and essence to figure out its weakness.

Afterwards, countless warriors sacrificed their lives before they were finally killed.

now……

Thousands of years have passed.

Zagrama's prophetic power had long since disappeared, and its inheritance was cut off.

"coming……"

Just as he was daydreaming.

A calm reminder suddenly sounded in my ears.

Partridge Whistle's eyebrows jumped and he subconsciously looked towards the crack on the distant cliff.

In the darkness, the rustling noises became more and more alarming, sounding like countless snakes and insects crawling by, making one's scalp tingle.

"Brother Dao, hold your breath!"

Chen Yulou's reminder came again.

There was also a slight sound of wind.

The burning lantern went out at once.

The surroundings fell into deathly silence.

Only the sacred tree was still emitting a faint golden light.

"it is good."

Almost subconsciously.

Partridge Whistle took a deep breath, and immediately, all his energy and spiritual inspiration disappeared without a trace in an instant, just like the tide returning to a harbor.

The whole person was hidden in the night.

It seems to have merged into the rocks on the island in the middle of the lake.

The method of holding the breath is passed down by all four schools and eight sects.

Chen Yulou standing aside was even more astonishing. He was clearly right in front of him, but when his Qi swept past him, there was no fluctuation at all.

Partridge Whistle didn't have time to express too much emotion.

The crawling sound in the darkness became as loud as the tide in the blink of an eye. Black snakes, with their heads held high, moved in a staggered manner and rushed madly towards the corpses of gerbils by the lake.

From a distance, it looks like a flowing ink river.

"snake……"

"Oh my god, where do all these snakes come from?"

"It's the black thorn. Oh my god, how can there be so many?"

Although there is quite a distance between them.

But the movement in the cave could not be hidden from the people outside the stone gate. They watched those hideous, ugly and terrifying monster snakes swarm past.

Everyone felt a chill running from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads.

Nameless fear and panic grew in my heart and could not be suppressed at all.

Among the subconscious exclamations, there was one that was particularly special.

Yang Fang and the old foreigner turned around suddenly and looked at the figure holding the bronze mirror beside them.

"Pulling the black thorn?"

"what is that?"

Hearing the two people asking, Una turned around, her eyes full of anxiety.

"In Turkic, it refers to evil spirits from hell."

"But...we have seen it before in Gumo and outside the city?"

The old foreigner still found it difficult to understand.

Before this, they had seen this strange black snake twice.

But this is the first time I've seen her like this.

"It's not a snake tide..."

As soon as Una heard it, she knew that he had misunderstood what she meant. She shook her head and pointed her finger into the darkness.

"That's it!"

"what?!"

Hearing this, Yang Fang and the old foreigner looked at each other in surprise.

Then he seemed to have a premonition of something.

They all turned back subconsciously.

His eyes passed over the madly swimming black snakes and looked into the deepest part of the cave.

"and many more……"

Yang Fang was born with night vision, and the thick fog covering the surroundings could not block his sight at all.

Look intently at this moment.

Two balls of ghostly fire suddenly appeared in the darkness without anyone noticing.

wrong.

Not a will-o'-the-wisp!

A clear light flowed in the depths of his eyes, and in an instant, his sight was pulled farther and clearer.

The two faint ghost lights suddenly became clearly visible.

They were clearly two pupils emitting a cold and strange light.

He stood still, staring at the inside and outside of the cave.

Slowly move downward along those huge pupils.

The palm-sized scales fit tightly together, exuding an indescribable sense of eerie and coldness.

Further down...

It is a huge body entangled between the cliffs.

As if it realized someone was watching it, it suddenly lowered its head and looked over coldly.

brush--

The moment they looked at each other.

Yang Fang felt as if he had fallen into an endless ice cave.

The cold air and cold water rushed into the alveoli in the chest cavity.

Although I was in the stone hall of the royal palace, I had a strong feeling of drowning.

"What's wrong with you, kid?"

Noticing that something was wrong with him, his face turned as pale as gold paper and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. The old foreigner didn't dare to delay any longer and immediately shook his shoulder gently.

At the same time, he urged a wisp of spiritual energy to flow into Yang Fang's body.

That strand of energy flowed through his limbs and meridians, causing his mind to tremble.

call--

Subconsciously, he let out a long breath.

He touched his forehead with his backhand. In the freezing winter weather, he looked like someone just pulled out of the water in a blink of an eye. His underwear was soaked with cold sweat.

"No, what did you see?"

"How could you be so scared?"

The old foreigner frowned, looking anxious.

Although his five senses and six consciousnesses had been greatly improved, his eyesight was still unable to penetrate the cave in front of him that was shrouded in thick fog and darkness.

I could only vaguely sense...something seemed to be spying in the darkness.

That kind of invisible yet overwhelming pressure.

The number of times I've encountered this is limited.

"snake……"

"Giant snake!"

Yang Fang took several deep breaths and finally calmed his pounding heart.

"huge……"

"Shh!"

The old foreigner wanted to ask a few more questions, but suddenly, a silent voice sounded in his ears.

Others were startled and subconsciously looked in front of them.

Yang Fang seemed to have heard it as well.

At this moment, he was looking around in confusion.

It's not just the two of them, the guys around them were the same, although they were confused, their execution was extremely impressive.

Almost at the moment the booing sounded.

The stone hall, which was originally a little noisy and chaotic, suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Because they have reacted.

That slight reminder clearly came from the chief.

Under the Xiangling Sect, everyone responded to his orders and enforced them strictly.

What's more, they are old people who have followed the Chen family for many years.

Now the mainstay of Changsheng Mountain.

Yang Fang and his companion dodged backwards and hid their figures behind the stone wall and the beams of the door. Seeing this, the people behind them followed suit and used the buildings in the stone hall to cover their figures.

Subsequently.

The lanterns were also extinguished one by one.

After a while, the stone hall fell silent again.

Even the sound of breathing became barely audible.

If you don't concentrate, you can hardly detect much breath.

In the darkness, the only sound was the chewing of the black snakes gnawing on the gerbil corpses.

Partridge Whistle, hiding behind a huge rock, calmly opened the mirror umbrella and reached forward, slightly adjusting the angle, and soon two faint lights appeared in several magic mirrors.

"Mother Snake..."

The moment I saw the two ghost lights.

He understood it immediately.

What Chen Yulou meant by "it's here" was this.

A snake mother that exists in the oral tradition of the Zagrama lineage.

As early as in Gumo Province, when he first encountered the black snake, he was worried that after thousands of years, another mother snake would be born. Now it seems that his worst worry has come true.

He glanced to his side.

Chen Yulou also saw this scene through the mirror.

But he looked calm, without any sign of panic or anxiety.

Fingers tap lightly and stroll in the garden.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but feel uneasy. Looking back at the several fights he had had, every time he thought he was in a dead end, Chen Yulou was always able to use his magic to easily resolve the situation.

Then I thought back to when I proposed the idea of ​​attacking the snake tide with fire.

What he said.

Now it seems to have profound meaning.

Maybe... he had already discovered the existence of the Snake Mother.

"Ok?"

Just as his eyes flickered.

Suddenly, Partridge Whistle seemed to realize something, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked into the mirror with bated breath.

The mother snake lurking in the crack of the cliff.

He actually climbed down slowly.

The huge snake body rolled over the ground, causing a loud noise. Small pieces of rocks fell into the lake, breaking the previous calm and causing the sound of water to continue.

Until it completely goes down the mountain.

Only then did Partridge Whistle finally see its full appearance.

It was about four or five meters long, covered in black scales and glowing with a cold black sheen. It held its head high, with a pair of huge pupils scanning the surroundings, revealing an indifference to human life.

Look at it for a moment.

For some reason, a poisonous snake that he had seen in the deep mountains of Sichuan and Chongqing many years ago suddenly popped up in Partridge Whistle's mind.

The locals call it the mountain wind, black snake, flat-necked snake, and rice shovel head.

It is also pitch black and covered with scales.

The only difference is.

The giant mountain wind is only one or two meters high.

Compared with this ghost thing in front of me, the difference is like heaven and earth.

The snake mother raised her head and looked around, her nostrils moving slightly as if she was sniffing the scent of a living person.

See this scene.

Everyone hiding behind the stone gate suddenly became nervous.

The pressure from an ordinary black snake is enough to be fatal.

What's more, it is this.

That bloody mouth might be able to swallow a camel alive.

"Silence!"

The old foreigner held the Jiao-shooting bow tightly in his hand. The demonic energy in the bow was surging, as if it would break free from his hands at any time.

It was obvious that the dragon spirit sensed the danger and released a strong desire to fight.

But at the moment, neither Manager Chen nor my senior brother gave any orders.

He didn't dare to act rashly.

The restless and oppressive atmosphere behind him also made him nervous, for fear of alarming the giant snake.

after all……

He knew better than anyone how terrifying the Snake Mother was.

But Yang Fang, who was usually fearless, suddenly saw a huge monster and couldn't hide the nervousness and horror in his eyes.

People's fear of darkness and giants.

It's something engraved in our bones.

If you have not experienced it yourself, it is hard to imagine that such a horrific monster could exist underground in the uninhabited and lifeless black desert.

Not hundreds or thousands of years.

I'm afraid it won't be able to grow to such a huge size, right?

Yang Fang thought that he had seen a lot since he had seen the Armored Beast, Yuan Hong and the Angry Chicken.

But how could he have imagined that?

Is the pressure from a big monster so strong?

At that moment before, if the old foreigner had not pulled him back from his distraction in time, he would have been trapped in the illusion and unable to extricate himself.

At this moment, a layer of cold sweat seeped out of his palms as he tightly grasped the divine whip.

If he had encountered this kind of ghost thing half a year ago, Yang Fang would definitely not have hesitated at all.

Of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best.

The magic whip can beat zombies and subdue evil spirits.

But how can he defeat a monster that has lived for hundreds of years?

He is a straightforward person, not a stubborn one.

Such existence cannot be killed by human power at all.

but……

Shopkeeper Chen, Yang Kuishou, even Hua Ling, Kunlun, the old foreigner, and Hong Girl, they are not ordinary people.

Especially after seeing with his own eyes that when Chen Yulou cut off the spring in the mountain with a sword and broke through the barrier and walked out of Guanyun Tower, there were strange phenomena in the sky and thunder and lightning were like clouds.

He has become more and more certain.

This world is far from what it seems.

Not all the strange people in the martial arts world are swindlers, and not all those who use talismans and water to cure diseases and interpret fortunes are hypocritical pseudo Taoist priests.

It is because I have seen so many things.

He decided to stay.

Before leaving the mountains, his wish was to fight with martial arts masters from all over the world, and it would be best if he could meet some grandmasters.

But now...

The real person is right in front of you.

How could Yang Fang not know what to do?

So no matter how uneasy he was at the moment, he remained motionless, and even deep in his eyes, there was a hint of anticipation.

Flying swords slash dragons and snakes.

That is a story that only exists in the storyteller's mouth.

puff-

After a while.

I don't know whether he realized that there was no danger or he never took them seriously from the beginning to the end.

The giant snake dragged its body and jumped into the deep pool with a splash.

A large splash of water.

Soon, there was a boiling sound under the originally quiet water surface. Countless big fish fled frantically, slapping the water surface, trying to avoid the giant snake's hunting.

A startling glance.

Chen Yulou just felt that those cold-water fish were indescribably familiar.

No scales or markings.

Wide beard.

"Whitebeard fish?"

The big fish that lives in the wind-eroded lake under the snow-capped mountains.

Why are you here?

As he hesitated, his eyes swept across the golden sacred tree in front of him, and he suddenly realized something.

This underground river originates from the Kunlun Snow Mountain.

These cold-water fish may have swum upstream, or another possibility is that they were brought back from the wind-eroded lake by the ancient Jingjue people.

At this moment, the giant snake twisted its body in the pool at lightning speed, and with its bloody mouth, it swallowed nearly a hundred white-bearded fish in the blink of an eye.

Skillful movements.

It is no less terrible than those gerbils that swallowed golden mayflies before.

As for the black snakes on the shore, they raised their heads and looked into the lake expectantly.

A dozen gerbils with only skins left were obviously not enough to satisfy the needs of hundreds of black snakes, but they did not dare to go into the water rashly.

Until the giant snake is full and satisfied.

Then it raised its tail and lashed it hard towards the water surface.

Only a few loud bangs were heard, and countless white-bearded fish mixed with the lake water were knocked into the air, and then fell to the ground with a splash.

See this situation.

The snakes that had been waiting for a long time suddenly rushed forward, opened their bloody mouths and swallowed frantically.

Ignored them.

The giant snake dragged its body slowly onto the island in the middle of the lake.

A pair of huge pupils stared at the sacred tree in the center of the island, and there was an indescribable greed in his eyes.

It was getting closer and closer.

Chen Yulou finally decided not to drag it on any longer.

He glanced at the Partridge Whistle beside him.

He raised his hand and made a throat-slitting gesture, while his lips moved silently a few times.

The latter looked at it intently.

It's clearly the word 'take action'!