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The big snake doesn't care about the human mind.

It still stubbornly locks on to its target.

The snake tail hit the ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust.

There was a crackling sound on the ground, and a crack opened.

This made everyone couldn't help but gasp.

It can be seen that the snake didn't use too much strength, just a slight flick of its tail, the ground was already cracked by it.

It seems that the strength of this snake is somewhat beyond their imagination.

This has strengthened everyone's hearts, and if they can't match up, they won't match up.

The disciples of the sect stepped back under the signal of their respective leaders.

They figured out that the target of the snake was the person who destroyed the formation.

Orochi wanted to deal with the young man, but he hid behind a few casual cultivators.

The casual cultivators who were stared at by those cold vertical pupils felt a chill all over, and fear shrouded them.

They couldn't help but swallowed, and they also realized that the big snake was targeting the young man.

But thinking of the treasure that the young man said, it's not easy for them to hide.

That young man looked weak, he had no strength, if he was hit by the snake's tail, he would die.

Just when they were hesitating, a few casual cultivators looked at each other, their pupils flickered slightly, and they shot at the big snake in unison.

The big snake is already irritable, it hissed and spit out the snake letter, just wanted to solve it quickly, that little thief who dared to destroy the formation set by its master.

But someone had to stop it.

The big snake's pupils instantly turned into a vertical line.

The triangular head only shows a ferocious air.

When those casual cultivators attacked, the thick tail swept towards them viciously.

The few casual cultivators seemed to have been prepared for a long time. At the moment when the big snake's tail was drawn, they separated to the two sides in time, and rolled to hide on the spot.

"Boy, you continue to solve the formation."

The muscular burly man looked at the young man beside him whose face was pale with fright, reached out and patted his shoulder, and pushed him towards the formation.

"Don't worry, we will deal with this snake."

He said so, but he didn't move, he just stayed aside and watched those casual cultivators wrestle with the big snake.

A few casual cultivators cooperated with each other, sneak attacking from time to time, and doing some dirty tricks.

The worst thing is throwing poison.

It turned out that there was no way for Orochi to hold a few casual cultivators for a while.

It neighed violently.

There was a bit of impatience in the cold vertical pupils.

Once again, a few casual cultivators who escaped the big snake's attack landed next to the disciples of the sect.

The big snake opened its huge mouth, and the dark green venom formed poisonous arrows, only shooting those few casual cultivators.

The casual cultivators reacted extremely quickly, as if they knew in advance what the big snake would do.

They rolled on the spot and escaped the rain of venom arrows effortlessly.

But they escaped, but the rain of venom arrows did not stop.

It shot straight towards the original trajectory, and the scope of this trajectory included the disciples of the sect.

The disciples of the sect originally wanted to avoid the big snake, but they were caught off guard by a wave of arrows. Fortunately, they reacted quickly enough, so they quickly set up their defenses to block it.

But this also brought Orochi and Zongmen disciples to opposite sides.

There was a disciple who couldn't hold back, and took the lead in attacking the big snake.

This time, in the eyes of Orochi, it was pure provocation.

"hiss~"

The scarlet long letters kept coming out, and the vertical pupils looked more and more gloomy.

These human beings, it has already chosen to let them go, but they still haven't repented, and are confused with another group of people.

It seems that they want to destroy the formation left by its master, and break into the way out left by the master for its cubs.

The big snake was furious, and fought with those sect disciples.

The casual cultivators who caused the battle shrank back, poked secretly, looked at the young man, and nodded.

At this moment, everyone was attracted by the battle between Orochi and the disciples of the sect, and no one paid attention to them, so the eye contact was not noticed by the people on the bright side.

But Yao Miao, who was hiding in the dark, had all this under his eyes.

She blinked and blinked, her eyes swept over those casual cultivators, and finally focused on the young man.

There was something thoughtful in his eyes.

Another briquette fine.

The breath seemed a little familiar.

It seems to be the briquette spirit of the Hehuan sect, but it is a bit different, and it feels a little weaker than that briquette spirit.

That's right, how shameful this is, using a fake face.

Maybe it's because I've done too many bad things, and I'm afraid that I'll come out with my own face and be beaten.

Thinking this way in my heart, there seemed to be a few nods of approval on the surface.

While watching, she did not forget to give the big snake a little bit of eyes, seeing that it did not suffer, she hid in the dark and did not move, she wanted to wait for the senior sister and the others to come over.

From the moment she came with the big snake, to the conflict between the big snake and the disciples of the sect.

This series of changes sounds slow, but in fact it only took a few breaths of time.

Behind him, footsteps sounded.

A familiar breath floated over.

Yao Miao realized immediately that it was the senior sister who came over.

Before she could walk out of the corner, she felt a sense of danger.

Goosebumps popped up on his arms for a moment, and it was as if a small air conditioner was turned on behind him, and the cold wind was blowing.

Involuntarily, Yao Miao shuddered, subconsciously wanting to run.

But fate's neck was suddenly pinched by a big hand.

"Who is this? Isn't this the little junior sister who said that she can't run around, but she ran around? Tsk tsk, the mouth of the junior junior sister is a liar. You can't believe a word of the junior junior sister. This is simply a wise saying." , you say yes, little junior sister."

The familiar voice belonging to the third senior brother did not come from behind her as she imagined, but from her side.

She looked up and saw the third senior brother with his hands folded over his chest, looking at her gloatingly.

Yao Miao blinked, what's the situation, it's not the third senior brother who is holding her, who is it?

It can't be the fourth brother, right?
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is not impossible.

But the premise is that her fourth senior brother did not stand with the third senior brother.

And her senior sister is also within her line of sight, so it's no longer his idea of ​​who is grabbing her.

Originally thinking that she ran out, left a message, and even had a reason for the incident, the somewhat righteous Miao Miao suddenly hesitated.

She was like a kitten who had made a mistake. She was held down by the back of her neck by her master, silently retracting her paws and her neck.

Some trembling.

To be honest, she is not afraid of the duplicity of the fourth senior brother, the playful and foolish master, the cold senior sister, and the occasional crazy third senior brother, but she is afraid of the second senior brother.

Although the second senior brother treated her very well, he even dispelled a lot of social fear when he treated her.

Every time I go out, I will prepare a lot of useful things for her.

But she was terrified.

It's okay in normal times, but when she made a mistake, she panicked when she saw the second senior brother.

When she made a mistake, the second senior brother would not talk about him, nor would he beat her, but he would throw a pair of sharp eyes.

The swarthy eyes stare straight at you, motionless, until the scalp is numb, unless you admit your mistake, your eyes will not leave.