Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 317 Chasing to the Desolate Valley, the Crimson Python Demon

The night was dark.

Young Master Ling moved swiftly through the deep mountains and wilderness, his feet seemingly flying.

The strange cries of insects and birds all around, the heavy shadows, and the presence of giant beasts and ferocious demons lurking in the dark, grinding their teeth and licking their claws, sent chills down his spine.

"Damn it!"

He cursed under his breath, somewhat exasperated, and desperately urged his true energy to increase his speed. The scene he had just witnessed involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

The guards assigned to him in the mansion couldn't even last two rounds before being captured, and he couldn't even escape!
It should be noted that the secret guards in the Prince of Jin's mansion are all trained from childhood, possess outstanding talent, and have their potential stimulated by secret medicines. They practice unorthodox and unconventional methods that allow for rapid growth, making them terrifyingly powerful.

Especially in the past three years, the resources controlled by the government have seen explosive growth in both quantity and quality, and the trained secret guards have also improved significantly, with their strength increasing dramatically.

Anqi, as his protector, also advanced to the Yellow Court level last year, no less than Qiaoshe.

But he couldn't withstand either of his attacks!
The strength of the newcomer far exceeded his expectations.

To survive, the only hope lies in finding Qiao She and relying on him and the Ten Thousand Snakes Formation he has set up.

"Damn it! I, the son of the Prince of Jin, am being chased like a stray dog ​​in Jinzhou..."

A hint of malice flashed in Young Master Ling's eyes. He had already devised a thousand and one plans, waiting only to get through this ordeal and then take revenge tenfold or a hundredfold.

Unaware that a gray mist, seemingly slow but actually fast, was hanging him a hundred feet behind him, floating in mid-air.

After traversing mountains and valleys, crossing rivers and leaping across ravines, they finally stopped in front of a deep valley.

From afar, a strong, pungent smell of snakes wafted from the valley, accompanied by clear hissing sounds that rose and fell.

Some sounds were as loud as drums, while others were as fine as silk threads, varying in pitch and distance, creating a cacophony that annoyed people and gave them goosebumps.

"In this valley..."

Young Master Ling swallowed hard, took out a long incense stick from his storage bag, rubbed it between his fingertips, and lit it.

Wisps of smoke curled up and drifted into the valley on the wind.

A short while later, a long hiss came from the valley, and all the strange noises disappeared instantly.

The air was still, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

At that moment, the ground beneath his feet trembled slightly, and dust rose up, as if a terrifying being was emerging from the valley.

"Whoo~"

The next moment, a demonic wind howled, and two green lanterns floating in mid-air approached from afar, blurring the night and illuminating the trembling figure of the Spirit Prince.

"...snake...snake...big snake..."

His face was deathly pale, and he was trembling. It was as if an invisible force was pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

In front of him, a large, crimson python raised its head and flicked its tongue, looking behind him.

This giant python was of unknown length, with most of its body still hidden in the valley. Its body was filled with a strong demonic aura, which howled like the wind.

Wherever it passed, the ground shrank, leaving behind a snake trail several feet deep.

This crimson python was actually a powerful demon!
"hiss~"

Its eyes revealed a solemn expression, and it spoke in human language:

"Who goes there...?"

"What? Someone's following me?"

Young Master Ling regained his senses, his expression changed drastically, and the image of the black-robed, red-faced man from before appeared before his eyes:

"It's him?"

"Hiss—Pfft!"

At this moment, the red python let out a fierce roar and spat out a stream of poisonous smoke, which blasted a hundred feet away.

In an instant, a stench assaulted our senses, demonic energy surged, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

The surrounding vegetation decayed instantly, the rocks turned black and withered, and the ground became pitted and uneven in the blink of an eye.

"choke!"

Suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared and disappeared, cleaving through the poisonous smoke to reveal its form.

The man in black robes and wielding a short sword was none other than the Seven Dark Ghosts, who had followed him all the way here.

At that moment, the poisonous smoke that had been split open swept in all directions, and within a radius of several hundred feet, trees, insects, and other living beings perished instantly and silently. "Help—"

At that moment, the crimson python suddenly turned and coiled around Young Master Ling, then with a "whoosh," it retreated back into the deep valley without the slightest hesitation.

They left the ghost, Anqi, standing there in the shadows.

"???"

Chang Gui An Qi was puzzled and somewhat at a loss.

"Such keen senses, it has probably spotted me..."

Not far away, Flying Tiger's incarnation stepped out from a cloud of black mist, seemingly lost in thought.

He had followed Chang Gui An Qi, originally planning to outflank the giant demon-level red python, join forces with An Qi, kill it, and then venture into the deep valley to investigate further.

Unexpectedly, the red python was so vigilant that it retreated as soon as it sensed something was wrong, showing none of the recklessness of a demon.

It's unclear whether this is its nature or a warning from the serpent hidden in the valley.

If it's the latter, doesn't that mean...?

"hiss~"

The next moment, the sound of the snake flicking its tongue surged from the valley like a tide.

The ground trembled violently, rocks rustled, and demonic energy roared out like a tidal wave, its power terrifying.

snake!
An endless stream of snakes!

Black, white, blue, red, yellow, colorful, vibrant colors.

They come in all shapes and sizes, from the smallest being no more than the thickness of a chopstick and two or three inches long, to the largest being tens of feet long, as thick as a bowl, a bucket, or a cartwheel—they have it all.

And not only from the direction of the deep valley, but also from all directions, from the bushes and grasses to the branches and leaves, countless snakes and pythons emerged.

In the blink of an eye, Flying Tiger's incarnation and the ghostly Dark Seven were surrounded by tens of thousands of snakes and pythons, unable to advance or retreat.

For a moment, the stench of snake was so strong it was almost tangible, making people feel nauseous.

Various hissing sounds, some high and some low, mixed together, like a demonic sound penetrating the brain, making people anxious and restless.

Even more frightening is that these snakes and pythons are not all of them!

Their numbers are still rapidly increasing, constantly piling up, eventually forming a "snake wall," advancing slowly but orderly, with a certain methodical structure.

“Master, these snakes and pythons are being controlled by someone. I will go into the valley to investigate and find an opportunity to kill the person controlling them.”

Chang Gui An Qi gripped the short sword in his backhand, and his figure began to blur.

This is... leaving me to deal with so many snakes?

Flying Tiger's eyelids twitched, but he still snapped his fingers:

"The main focus is on surveillance, checking for omissions and loopholes. We'll take action together once I arrive."

Chang Gui Anqi nodded in agreement, his body becoming a blurry shadow as he passed through the "snake wall" blocking his way and entered the deep valley.

at the same time.

The flying tiger looked up at the sky, and its bones cracked and popped, its skin split open, and a pair of large wings sprouted, flapping and creating a gust of wind.

"Are you stupid? I have wings!"

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp, white teeth, his eyes gleaming with golden light, and he flapped his wings several times—

With a "whoosh," it transformed into a blur, soaring into the sky and instantly escaping the terrifying "snake circle" on the ground, disappearing without a trace.

You bunch of losers are still playing with planar attacks, while I already have three-dimensional strike capabilities!
"hiss~"

"Hiss hiss hiss??"

"Hey! Hiss!"

Upon seeing their target disappear, the previously aggressive swarm of snakes suddenly froze, flicking their tongues as if discussing something, but ultimately came up with nothing.

Then it receded like the tide, retreating back into the valley.

"The Yin Water Dragon is actually best at dealing with these snakes and pythons, but he's not in the water, so he can't beat these ones below..."

In the clouds, the flying tiger's form floated high in the sky, its large wings flapping silently, and the scene in the valley reflected in its golden eyes.

(End of this chapter)