The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

The Green Venomous Snake King laughed out loud, "Hey, isn't this my good friend who was driven out of the Poison Mist Forest? Tsk tsk, Feng Yin, you are a snake king after all, but you have fallen to the point of being a spiritual pet for a spiritual practitioner. Tsk tsk, it's really ridiculous and a disgrace to our snake clan."

"Bah! My master is the best master in the world. How can a sinister little snake like you understand that?"

The Green Venomous Snake King looked up and down at the Fengyin Snake King, his eyes full of mockery, "Sinister little snake? Hahahahaha, Fengyin, I didn't expect that after all these years, you're still so naive? Sinister? The most important thing in this world is strength!"

"I didn't expect that you've been in the psychedelic forest for so long, yet you're still only a fifth-level mythical beast. I'm different. Do you see the little horns on my head? I'm almost transforming into a dragon! As long as I absorb the spiritual energy of all of you today, I can completely transform into a dragon."

Feng Yin choked, his expression filled with fear. "You! You actually used the forbidden technique of the snake clan and relied on absorbing the spiritual energy of spiritual practitioners to gain experience. Aren't you afraid of the retribution of karma and reincarnation?"

"Hahahahaha, retribution? What a joke! Strength, as long as you are strong, what kind of cause and effect can there be?!"

Seeing Feng Yin gradually fall silent, Ye Wanqing scoffed, "So those are horns on your head? If you hadn't told me, I would have thought they were just two lumps of mud."

Ye Wanqing looked at Feng Yin's head. In fact, when she first saw her, she discovered that Feng Yin had a small horn on her snake head. This horn was completely different from the horns that other snakes grew when they transformed into dragons. It was as if it was born with them.

"You! You human, I think you're courting death!"

A puff of poisonous mist gradually spread, but was blown away by the Maple Hidden Snake King. "Qingdu, back then, you framed me and caused me to be expelled from the Poison Mist Forest. Now you have insulted and harmed my master. Now let us settle all our grudges, both old and new!"

"hiss!"

As a snake roared, countless spirit snakes suddenly appeared around, densely packed together.

Ye Wanqing's eyebrows jumped, and she felt nauseous. The strange fire in her hand swept across, instantly burning all the spirit snakes that attempted to attack.

But at this time, there were tens of thousands of spirit snakes, and they seemed to be attacking randomly without any consciousness, which made them struggle for a long time.

Jiang Xu wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Ye Wanqing, "Wait, Feng Yin has been stuck at the fifth level of fantasy beast for a long time. This battle is her inner demon. Only if she overcomes it can she level up. Otherwise, it will gradually become a demon barrier and a hidden danger will eventually occur."

The poisonous green snake swung its tail, and with a breath of its own, the surrounding trees were corroded instantly. Feng Yin had been with Ye Wanqing for a long time, and although her training level was still that of a fifth-order fantasy beast, her actual combat level was on par with that of a seventh-order fantasy beast.

"You're a little more capable than I thought."

Qing Du originally thought that she could bite Feng Yin, the fifth-level mythical beast, to death in an instant, but she didn't expect them to fight for so long. She sneered, "Hmph, but even so, today, you will eventually be defeated by me!"

"The power of the Snake King!"

Qing Du's body suddenly grew larger, and the horns on her head became more and more obvious. Her snake scales looked particularly gloomy in the sunlight. Her eyes were scarlet, and her body continued to emit a strange crimson light.

Ye Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly, not knowing what she had noticed. She looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds gathering together. The power of heaven in the sky was stirring.

Su Shaohuai's expression shifted, as the Phoenix Vein within his body sensed something. "The wheel of fate will eventually unleash retribution. Attempting to use forbidden techniques will ultimately result in disastrous consequences. However... Wanwan, your spirit snake doesn't seem ordinary. I sense it has some of the blood of an ancient mythical beast."

Jiang Xu paused, "How much blood of ancient mythical beasts does the snake clan have?"

Ye Wanqing's expression was slightly gloomy, and it was unknown what she was thinking.

And the other side

The pressure from Qingdu's seventh-level phantom beast imprisoned Fengyin's snake body, and the poisonous fog in the sky seemed to swallow her up.

Feng Yin was knocked to the ground, his body already covered with bloodstains. Drops of black blood oozed out, and every drop of blood corroded the surrounding grass and trees.

"Hahahaha, you've been poisoned by my snake venom. If we fight today, you will definitely die! Hahahahaha!"

In an instant, endless poisonous fog spewed out of her mouth, and the surrounding trees, snakes and insects were indiscriminately annihilated in an instant, leaving only strange black traces.

Feng Yin sneered, "You, who used the power gained by the snake clan's forbidden technique, will eventually become a demon!"

Qing Du's smile suddenly froze. He sensed something, and his heart sank. His originally huge snake body instantly shrank, and his expression was filled with fear. "You! What did you do to me?!"

Feng Yin slowly crouched down, "Do you think the snake tribe's forbidden techniques only increase strength? In fact, every time you absorb it, it will increase the toxicity in your body. Over time, it will form a balance with your original toxicity."

"Once you release the 'Power of the Snake King,' all your toxicity will be released, and the remaining toxicity will slowly devour your body. This is called reaping the fruits of one's own suffering!"

"what!"

Qingdu's body gradually rots, and the snakes who are good at using poison will eventually die from the poison.

Suddenly there was a loud roar in the sky, and thunder punishment came down. Qing Du was restrained by the power of heaven. At the same time, another more powerful thunder punishment fell on Feng Yin.

Ye Wanqing's mind stirred, the divine power within her dragon vein stirring to action. Her expression froze, and she formed a formation with her hands. Boundless divine power instantly shot towards Feng Yin. Sensing the turbulent spiritual power within Feng Yin, she smiled. As expected...

At this moment, the rabbit, who had been hurriedly biting the two spirit snakes, finally returned. She ignored the solemn and eerie atmosphere and placed the spirit snakes at Ye Wanqing's feet. "This one has the most tender meat and is delicious. You can have one and I'll have one."

The thunder punishment dissipated, and at this moment Qing Du was covered in rotten blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Ah, even if it means death, I won't let you have an easy time!"

Seeing Ye Wanqing's attention focused on Feng Yin, who was under the thunder punishment, Rabbit seemed a little jealous. At this moment, she transformed into a human form, a little girl about five or six years old. She directed her resentment at Qing Du, "You are so noisy! Shut up!"

Perhaps because she was determined to perish together with her, Qingdu's mind was in a state of confusion. All she could think about was wanting everyone present to be buried with her. "Ah! Die!"

In an instant, the inner core and spirit core of the Green Poison Snake King were annihilated, and countless poisonous mists spread out in all directions. The rabbit closest to the Green Poison was the first to be hit. Before she could move, she fell into a strange embrace.

Soft, warm and fragrant.

Her eyes flickered slightly. For some reason, when she sensed the aura of the person in front of her, she always felt a strange feeling in her heart.

As Ye Wanqing held her hand, an endless, scorching flame swept towards the surrounding poisonous fog like a fire dragon. She whispered, "Pull the machine."