Chapter 365: Hundred-Zhang Fire Python! Winning by Taking a Shortcut! (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Seeing that the fire python had changed from the initial one zhang to a "colossus" of over a hundred zhang, it was almost about to cover half of the Sword Discussion Platform.

That fire python "curled up" on the Sword Discussion Platform; just looking down at Yu Congyu from high altitude was enough to give him the most terrifying psychological pressure.

A hundred, a hundred-zhang colossus!

This was at least the body size of a monster in the late stage of Infant Transformation!

Yu Congyu looked at this colossus with astonishment, unable to speak for a long time.

The person on the bridge paused, turned to look at the gray figure, while the dozen or so people guarding the bridge were like facing a great enemy, each drawing their swords and sabers to attack.

The previous strike, although it didn't use blood energy, relied solely on the hardness of the broken Melting Hammer and a strike made at will in a state of surging spiritual power, and it hit the heads of the two white wolves respectively. But in fact, Lin Liang was surprised by the power fed back from the broken Melting Hammer in his hand.

For a time, everyone's gaze was toward Lin Hong, wanting to see a clue from his reaction. After all, if what Yan Shan said was true, the entire Southern Region, no, the entire continent would be crazy for it, and the Great Yan Dynasty would definitely become a place of war.

It's just that Li Qing didn't understand Han Sheng's countermeasure. Logically speaking, after obtaining information in advance, one should utilize it to maximize the use of the information or even counterattack the opponent, but Han Sheng had no reaction to this, as if everything was within Han Sheng's expectation.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Xintian clarified the critical situation of his monster soul slaves and the entire Xintian team, and his anger instantly erupted like a volcano.

And after the Shadow General lost consciousness, neither the two remnant souls nor the You Xie Chuan Water made a move on the Shadow General, as if they couldn't see the Shadow General.

The Desert Glutton was galloping, galloping between the fallen sky and the trembling, collapsing earth. That ink-colored sky was filled with the most terrifying smell of nature; that was the smell of death.

Just based on the great vow made by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, "Hell is not empty, I vow not to become a Buddha," he was worthy of anyone's knees.

A miserable scream came from the opposite side. Darkness only heard a sound of flapping and crashing, and after that, even the door of the cell was knocked loose. Finally, only a "Pu" sound was heard, the whole room was filled with black silk, and that person also had no sound.

Because of this, ordinary monster races, unlike the immortals and gods before the ancient era, the dragon race, or great monsters with special bloodlines, were forced to migrate to other worlds.

"No, he is too weak, and he has no money!" Clea decisively rejected it and established a good image for her friend in front of outsiders.

Having just returned from the East Sea not long ago, Wang Jing, who had finished resting and woken up, had people below come to report things as soon as he opened his eyes.

The three people who clearly weren't his opponents in a frontal battle relied on three God of War armors to beat him to death alive. The strength of their performance and the shock of their power left a deep impression on him.

Inside the room, Li Ran noticed a set of clothes placed next to the immersion pod. Unlike the self-changing nano-clothing popular on the market, they were just ordinary pure cotton white half-sleeves and shorts, looking very comfortable.

The air solidified for a moment, and an invisible sense of oppression filled the amusement park, as if two auras were clashing.

Because this temporary mission had a certain degree of danger, the invigilator presiding over the college entrance examination promised to provide some support, some support to those candidates preparing to carry out the mission.

At the same time, Ye Xingchen's mind shook, and countless images flashed by; a piece of information clearly appeared in his mind.

A-Chang didn't look at the corpse on the ground much and turned to leave, when suddenly thick fog rose on the grass, instantly enveloping him.

The purple-radiance man sent Yun Xiaozi to Ye Xingchen, and of course, he also left Ye Xingchen a way to check and balance him. After all, the strength of Yun Xiaozi's primordial spirit was far beyond what Ye Xingchen could compare to now, like clouds and mud. **CHAPTER 366**