It's not jerk!

Although there is no threat of poisoning, but the poisonous fog is too thick to be seen, Ye Meng and his party still dare not act rashly.However, Wan Qi didn't rely on vision at all, instead he was like a fish in water in the poisonous fog, elusive and haunted.

Li Xuan was forced to hide twice and ran straight to the top of the tree, but was caught off guard by Wan Tuyi's tail and flew away.It was difficult to control his figure in mid-air, and he fell straight down into the mouth that had been opened wide and waiting, and when his upper and lower jaws closed, Li Xuan disappeared.

It was too late and then it was too fast, a billowing thunder pierced through the fog and clouds with the momentum of thunder, and hit Wanqi seven inches away impartially.In an instant, his skin was ripped open, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and he spat out Li Xuan from his mouth with a "poof".

Li Xuan fell to the ground and rolled about ten meters before barely stopping.

The digestive juice in Wan Teng's body was too overbearing, but after a while, several places on his body were corroded badly.Among them, the left hand is the most serious, with dense bones clearly visible.Even though there was no danger of his life for the time being, Li Xuan no longer had the strength to move, so he had to change into his original form, curled up beside him awkwardly, unable to even lick his wounds.

And Wan Teng was hit in the soft spot, his heart was so painful that he almost went mad, the snake body rolled and rolled, stirring up the whole forest to be smoky and violent.

Suddenly, there was a long and clear cry, and then the golden light cracked in the dense fog, and a ball of golden red fire rose into the sky.Upon closer inspection, the starry eyes of the snow claws and the sky-shaking feathers are clearly a golden-winged vulture!

Tang Luo stared obsessively at the bright figure in the sky. When he caught a glimpse of it 12 years ago, the breathtaking beauty was etched into his young mind.Compared with his mother back then, Ye Meng is more dazzling and full of vigor, containing infinite possibilities and hopes.

Covering the sky with a light fan of its wings, it blows away the mist like the sun is shining through the clouds, revealing Wan Teng's body.

Wan Teng compressed the poisonous gas in his body, turned it into sharp arrows and shot at Ye Meng, and Ye Meng dodged the snowy claws like hooks, and the claws were red.

During the fight, Ye Meng was accidentally shot through his right wing by a poisonous arrow, staggered and flapped his wings twice, and fell suddenly.

Wan Teng excitedly unfolded his body but froze in the middle of it. He looked back at his tail. The snake's amblyopia made him unable to see if there was anything unusual about the tail, but his instinct told him that there was something nearby.

It was a kind of fear from the bones!

Although not very strong, it still made Wan Qi feel uneasy.

Fortunately, the maggot-like fear seemed to disappear as he flicked his tail in horror. Wan Teng turned around and left this little episode behind him, and went straight to Ye Meng.

The moment the fangs penetrated into the flesh, the pear blossom rainstorm followed closely with the needles, but Wan Teng desperately resisted the overwhelming needle rain, biting Ye Meng and knocking down several towering trees, and finally fell to the ground.

He saw the two blood holes on Ye Meng's stomach oozing blood, dying on the dusty ground, he couldn't help but spit out the snake letter out of joy.

This proud Golden Winged Condor finally fell into his hands!

And he will use his body to wrap his prey round and round, tightening slowly, feeling the dying struggle under the skin gradually calm down.Then, he would swallow the prey one bite at a time, allowing him to slowly dissolve in his body, until finally the flesh, bone and blood became a part of his body for his own use.

Just thinking about it, he couldn't help himself with joy.

So Wan Teng twisted his body and wanted to get close to Ye Meng, but suddenly found that his lower body was covered with golden silk threads at some point, making it difficult for him to move.Waking up from the fever of capturing Ye Meng, he finally felt the coercion from the golden thread, and recalled the most primitive panic imprinted in his blood, which was something he was all too familiar with—realgar!

It was realgar that Liu Qing planted around just now.These are not ordinary realgars, each piece has experienced the baptism of wind and frost for thousands of years, absorbing the essence of nature, which is incomparable to ordinary realgars.

Wan Teng roared and swung his body, but he couldn't break free from the golden thread made of realgar.Not only that, under Liu Qing's control, more and more golden threads spread out from the realgar crystals buried in all directions, penetrated the talisman paper, and scrambled to attach to Wan Teng's body, entangled in a layer Another layer.

As Wan Teng struggled, the golden thread became more and more embedded in the flesh, and the fear that the realgar penetrated into the body was extinguished, and all resistance was futile.Accompanied by the moon's fullness and waning, the midnight has passed, and the golden thread finally climbed up the snake's head, pressing down on the proud head.

The three-foot green sharp edge in Liu Qing's hand draws out Dao Dao sword flowers, and pieces of talisman papers fly towards Wan Teng like floating flowers and waves. In an instant, the golden light is blazing, and together with the male golden thread, they form a French net and firmly trap Wan Teng inside. Once.And the huge gossip under the snake's body gradually emerged, and the Dharma light flowed and shone brightly.

Wan Cheng finally realized that his situation was over, he couldn't figure out what went wrong, it shouldn't be like this!

He looked unwillingly at Ye Meng's body not far ahead, but Tang Luo's figure came into view quietly.He knew that person, that Tang Sect, who had stabbed a dagger in his forehead 12 years ago, leaving an indelible scar.

And now, 12 years later, he is still the same person, standing in front of him with a thousand boxes, chasing his life silently.Wan Teng watched helplessly as the arrow pierced through the cloud and cracked rocks, the old wound on his forehead was cold, and all the life-chasing arrows disappeared.

The tip of the arrow has a touch of gold, which was refined by Liu Qing from the feather that Tang Luo picked up back then.

As soon as he entered the body, the power belonging to the golden-winged vulture in Wan Teng's body felt the same breath, and he writhed unwillingly, clamoring to break through the confinement of the snake body under the fluctuation of the gossip array.

As a result, Wan Teng's demonic power could no longer suppress the essence of Zhiyang in his body, and he let it swim through his body along the meridians powerlessly.But the physical body, which could not withstand the violent force, swelled up little by little, and the thick scales were stretched to the limit, and the golden light overflowing under the skin was clearly visible.

With the first ray of golden light penetrating from the snake's body, more and more beams of light gradually poured out, and finally Wan Teng's entire body was shrouded in dazzling light.Hearing a "pop", the body that had already reached its limit finally couldn't bear the surging force and exploded.

Among the broken limbs, a red and black bead the size of a pigeon egg rolled to the ground.Ye Meng fluttered his injured wings and held it in his mouth. The eagle's beak was gently pressed, and a crack emerged, and then the whole bead was shattered, completely destroying Wanqi's inner alchemy.

Tang Luo looked at Ye Meng blankly, as if he couldn't believe that Wan Teng died like this.

Ye Meng was sore and tired all over, the battle with Wan Teng almost exhausted all his strength.But as soon as he saw the dazed Tang Luo, all the pain disappeared.He stretched out one intact wing and hugged his baby into his arms, rejoicing for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and rejoicing for being able to hug the person in his arms.

And Tang Luo was buried in Ye Meng's dirty feathers, and the tip of his nose was filled with Ye Meng's breath mixed with the lingering bloody smell, which showed how fierce the fierce battle tonight was.Fortunately, the body beneath him was still warm, rising and falling regularly, and he finally came to his senses gradually, thinking back to the previous minutes and seconds, he felt afraid, and couldn't help but bury himself deeper in it.

The bright moonlight emerged from the clouds, and fell on the two people who were embracing each other lingeringly, and everything finally settled.