Chapter 62: Killing the Strange Snake

"All poisonous mist?"

Lv Fang frowned.

Wang Teng nodded hard:

"I used Haoran Zhengqi wind to blow away the poisonous mist, barely able to stand, but the poisonous mist inside has become viscous. Anyway, I don't dare to go take the snake spirit grass, not to mention there is a strange snake lurking in the dark."

"I'll go in and try!"

Lv Fang walked into the five-colored bubble directly. After adapting to the sudden change in the environment, he found that there was viscous green mist everywhere in front of him, and he couldn't see anything three zhang away.

No wonder Wang Teng didn't dare to enter rashly. Anyone who saw this scene would have drums in their heart.

Lv Fang used Haoran Zhengqi to blow away the poisonous mist in front of him. Hearing the hissing sound of the strange snake spitting its tongue in the distance, he raised his hands diagonally and gripped them hard, directly starting to accumulate the Green Dragon Crescent Blade with strong soul power.

At the same time, peach blossom rain drifted from the sky, and the Flower-Burying Chant opened.

Found you!

Lv Fang had a special perception ability within the range of the Flower-Burying Chant, determined the

The strange snake flicked its tongue in the poisonous mist. Its mottled, oily, ten-plus-zhang-long snake body was coiled around the trunk of a withered tree. A pair of cold, vertical eyes looked down at the "Peach Blossom Ring," and it tightened its body in irritation.

Crack!

The tree trunk was snapped.

This area was the strange snake's territory, and it had no patience for anyone who stepped into it.

In the poisonous mist, even if the human's "momentum" before it was strong, as long as the struggle continued, once the human was poisoned, they would inevitably become food in its belly.

The strange snake raised its flat, pointed head, flicked its tongue, and its ten-plus-zhang mottled body slithered on the ground, rapidly closing in on the human.

Without any warning, the strange snake's massive tail swept toward the human, but it was dodged.

Boom!

The tree trunks along the way were snapped in unison.

"Martial Soul: Green Dragon Crescent Blade!"

Lv Fang's eyes narrowed. While retreating backward, he unleashed a powerful soul strike with the strength of ten souls, slashing toward the front.

Accompanied by a sonic boom, the blade energy cut through the viscous green mist.

The strange snake was just about to retract its tail but could no longer sense it. Looking down, it discovered its body had been split in two, and only then did it roar in pain, opening its mouth.

Clang! A sound of a sword hummed.

A hundred brilliant sword lights shone through the poisonous mist, spilling onto the strange snake's head...

At the same time, outside the five-colored bubble barrier.

He Zixuan arrived from afar, landed steadily on the ground, and teased Wang Teng: "You're here; don't tell me you intend to go in and slay the strange snake?"

Wang Teng's eyeballs rolled around, and he smiled brightly:

"How could I possibly do that? If you want to talk about who can slay the strange snake and seize the Snake Spirit Grass, it has to be you, Brother He. Although the poisonous mist inside is pervasive and it's simply not a place for humans to stay, I believe you can do it."

He Zixuan glared at Wang Teng. "You really want me dead! I know the situation inside better than you do. I didn't come here to go in; I heard Lord Wenguan came this way, so I just came to take a look. Where is he?"

Wang Teng gave a dry laugh and pointed to the five-colored bubble. "Lord Wenguan is inside; he should be coming out soon. He's been in there for a teacup's time already."

As soon as the words fell.

Lv Fang walked out of the bubble barrier. The sweet, fishy smell that hit them made He Zixuan and Wang Teng, the two fat men—one big and one small—pinch their noses and retreat several steps in unison.

"Are you alright?"

"Lord Wenguan, do you need an antidote pill? I still have some here."

Lv Fang shook his head and walked behind a rock. "No need, it's just that some poisonous mist stained my clothes; I'll just change into a new set."

He Zixuan gave a bitter smile. "If even you can't deal with the strange snake, I'm afraid no one will be able to obtain the Snake Spirit Grass. What a pity."

Wang Teng immediately followed up by bragging about Lv Fang: "It's only Lord Wenguan. If it were someone else, let alone staying inside for so long, I'm afraid as soon as they went in..."

The voice stopped abruptly!

Pop! The five-colored bubble shattered.

It scared Wang Teng so much that his lips trembled, and he subconsciously sped away into the distance.

He Zixuan reacted even faster, dragging his trembling fat body a step earlier and running even further away, fearing he would smell the poisonous gas inside.

As the bubble barrier disappeared, He Zixuan and Wang Teng finally saw the situation clearly. Uh... the two were dumbfounded. Where was there any poisonous mist?

No!

It wasn't that there wasn't any, but that the vortex of Haoran Zhengqi had gathered the green mist together, and as the barrier disappeared, it rolled toward the sky in the south.

What's going on?

He Zixuan and Wang Teng looked at each other, both seeing confusion in the other's eyes.

"The strange snake was slain by me." Lv Fang walked out after changing into a deep blue scholar's robe. He clenched his fists a few times and said in surprise:

"The Snake Spirit Fruit is truly miraculous. The strange snake's venom is so powerful, yet it was able to neutralize it immediately; I wasn't affected at all, and my physique seems to have become stronger too."

Actually, even without the detoxifying effect of the Snake Spirit Fruit, he wouldn't be afraid.

The scent of books is a "universal medicine"; as long as you consume enough of it, even the most potent poison can be neutralized.

Wang Teng's face twitched uncontrollably. "Lord Wenguan, you just went in for half a teacup's time?"

"That should be about right." Lv Fang responded casually and looked at He Zixuan strangely: "Brother He, did you come to find me? Is something the matter?"

He Zixuan swallowed his saliva, a stiff smile appearing on his pancake-like face. He shook his head repeatedly and said hoarsely: "I was just passing by."

Lv Fang cupped his hands. "Then if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first." After saying this, he turned into a stream of light and took flight.

Watching Lv Fang leave, Wang Teng shivered and said in great shock:

"Lord Wenguan is Seventh-Rank, Second Stage, and this strong? In an area full of poisonous mist, slaying a strange snake, even if..."

He Zixuan's mouth was full of bitterness, and he emphasized: "He only used a teacup's time. I know he's strong, very strong, but this is too ridiculously strong."

The two fat men, one big and one small, sat dejectedly on the spot for a long time before looking at each other with disgust and going their separate ways.

Scattered, disorderly stone pillars were spread over several miles. These stone pillars were stacked with irregular large stones, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top. Some had already collapsed, and all kinds of small stones were everywhere on the ground.

In the center position, a space rift of over a hundred zhang was wide open, and lightning nets woven from mystic light flickered, just like a giant abyss mouth.

A scholar in green robes came with the wind, his narrow, long eyes staring at the entrance of the ancient land. His expression was somewhat hesitant, and he frowned and muttered to himself:

"Inside, there are bubble barriers formed from the traces of human race great powers; perhaps there are ancient divine abilities."

The scholar was named Song Ce. When Pei Kuang and the others came together to strengthen the Clan Luck Kun, he chose to protect himself.

Yesterday, from a sound-transmission talisman, he learned about the situation inside from a good friend, and his heart was as conflicted as if it were being scratched by a cat.

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cub?" Song Ce made up his mind. Just as he was about to enter the ancient land, a Bagua ball suddenly sped over.

The Bagua ball dissipated, and a young Taoist with a cold expression walked out. "Is this the entrance to the ancient land?"

"Brother Master Lingxiao." Song Ce cupped his hands happily. "This is indeed the entrance, but after entering, it is the region of the God-Human race and one will be suppressed. Why don't you and I travel together and look out for each other..."

Master Lingxiao sneered, ignored Song Ce completely, and flew into the ancient land.