The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 344 True and False Snake God
The woman was restless, pacing quickly, her white teeth clenching. Her beautiful face was full of a dilemma, so much so that she couldn't even notice when the glass pill box in her hand was crushed into pieces.

In the gloom in front of her, a large circular stone platform could be vaguely seen, with a tall and curved shadow rising above it.

There was a muffled rumble in the distance, like thunder, which echoed in this claustrophobic space and seemed particularly clear.

The sound is getting closer and closer, and a fierce murderous aura has been firmly biting behind him since just now. After the strongest method launched with the help of the temple's ancient sacrificial ritual was eliminated, the remaining small methods in the lair encountered Real masters can't even hinder it slightly.

In this dangerous situation, fleeing immediately is the most correct choice, but she has certain reasons and cannot escape just like that...

She glanced at the "treasure" or "delicious food" that her family had guarded for more than a century.

There is no time...

A powerful enemy was approaching in an instant, and Santanice forced herself to calm down. After all, she was a strange demon who had experienced hundreds of years of wind, frost, rain, and snow. She immediately put aside her hesitation and made her choice.

Each capsule and pill exudes bright golden red light from between the fingers, as if holding a handful of stars in the palm of your hand.

"...The immortal blood contained...I hope it will not disappoint my long-term expectations!" Santanice murmured to herself, with wisps of light reflected in her obsidian eyes rising from her hands and slowly drifting towards her. Stone platform.

Ochre, azurite and sapphire blue are crushed into pieces, and mysterious fine lines are outlined on the silver body, squirming, entangled and floating in the air, like a wave of life.

Different from the high-temperature heat generated by ordinary oxidation reactions, the only fuel needed for the Xuanmen True Fire is the spiritual power of the caster. As long as there is a sufficient energy source, theoretically, no matter how many carbon-based biological bodies there are, they can only be easily Turned into a handful of ashes.

……

However, with Zhu Mingyao's current state, even a random talisman is powerful enough. Before the fierce Lihuo Zhenqi was completely destroyed, he successfully pulled most of the flying snakes into nothingness.

Contrary to the expected disgusting scene of burning flesh and blood, there was neither black smoke rising nor a fishy smell floating around the place, but a clear and slightly cold breath emerged, gently hitting the two people's senses.

The blazing flames were like practicing in the sky, and the scorching heat waves rolled and rolled. The high temperature increased rapidly in an instant, twisting the surrounding air.

It is the coolness of the air flow, the gentle and moistening rain, and the smell of the breeze and rain from high in the sky.

As the two sides rushed, the Xuanhe flames shrank rapidly, as if they were swallowed up by something unknown, and were submerged in the waves of snakes in the blink of an eye.

"Well?"

It seems to be slightly different from what I originally guessed...

……

The fiery red light cut through the darkness, illuminating the phosphorus brick walls, the continuous moss, the tall empty grotto, and... the gorgeous little snakes that were overwhelmingly attacking!

However, anyone with an elementary science education can see that the strange tide of snakes in front of them clearly exceeds the definition of "common sense"
——No reptile in nature can grow a pair of bird feather wings anyway.

An idea swirled in Zhu Mingyao's mind, and he suppressed it temporarily.

When things come to a head, even if the King of Heaven is here, I have to fight first!
A blue arc of electricity burst out between the five fingers, wiping out the remaining snakes in one fell swoop. The Five Thunder Curse still had its remaining power, condensed into a long chisel, and struck hard at the blurry figure in the distance!
The lightning flashed around, like the Heavenly Ding of Lei Mansion waving a magic weapon, vowing to kill all evil spirits.

Then it stopped. As if an invisible majestic hand closed together, the ferocious thunder lost its unruliness and turned into a round ball of light that slowly rotated.

"How can the natural power stirred up by the wind and rain show its power in front of the master of wind and rain..." The woman's words were full of joy.

"It seems that I made the right bet in this card game!"

A bright arc of light penetrated the air, and a wide hall made of large pieces of sandstone appeared before our eyes. The area was large enough for eleven muscular men to play a standard rugby match.

There were no other furnishings around the hall, except for Santanice, who stood alone in it.

Neither Zhu Mingyao nor Serena set their sights on her. Instead, they each clenched their weapons and raised their heads as if facing a formidable enemy.

Because their attention was completely attracted by another figure.

The surface of the semicircular dome is polished extremely smooth, and the stars in the sky are inlaid with lapis lazuli and turquoise. At this moment, these virtual figures are drooping with a hazy light, echoing the huge thing floating below, breathing and rising. retreat.

As the giant pheasant-like wings flap, the smooth and soft body twists and turns, and the pieces are like scales made of the finest sterling silver that gently collide, emitting a crisp and melodious chirp.

The triangular snake head the size of a bucket did not exude the cold aura of its kind. It just blinked its eyes, which were as bright as molten platinum, exuding a leisurely gentleness.

Sacred, noble, solemn!

It is grand and upright, without any evil spirit from the inside out.

Feeling the powerful and sublime aura, the vampire lady of the dark race looked panicked and retreated first.

"You still said that's not Quetzalcoatl! This is at least the artifact or incarnation of Kukul Kanliu!"

"Why are you panicking? Look carefully over there." Zhu Mingyao was calm and composed, with magic blessings all around him to isolate the pressure, and raised his chin to indicate somewhere.

Serena looked along the direction and saw that the gorgeous and holy body of the feathered serpent became more complete as it went up, and became rough and incomplete as it went down. It was vaguely smeared with black and red old blood, and there was no flesh and blood under the scales. But there are pale silver bones, and... human skeletons!
The sacred and the evil coexist, and it is full of a strange sense of decadent beauty.

He sneered and said: "Scare people with an empty shell that you assembled, thinking that you can scare us away with your bluff. You are bullying the Aztec priests to death. No one asks you for the copyright of the image of the god, right? ...do it!"

Before he finished speaking, thunder, flames, ghost generals, swords, pills, and talismans, and all kinds of magical powers came out to attack separately, as if a huge net had entangled the giant snake.

At the same time, Serena on the side flipped her wrist and pulled out the Vandro Scepter. The rolling bloody flames clung to it and boiled like fire, condensing into a huge red sickle.

Her figure swayed rapidly, and a half-moon-shaped afterimage emerged with her knife and body. Accompanied by a shrill scream that broke through the sky, she hooded Santanice at lightning speed!

Already at the goal, there is only one last-minute kick in front of the goal, so there is no reason to just slap the butt and leave.

A few words of weakness were just to confuse the enemy. After the private communication was completed, they immediately launched an attack.

No matter what it is, there is nothing wrong with killing the summoner first!
(End of this chapter)