Chapter 669: Million Demon Python

"Supreme demon ancestor, trembling Qiongyu, Sen Luo Faxiang, supreme mighty power! The female emperor returns to the earth, and Wan python will come to the kingdom!"
After the Supreme War 100,000 years ago, the Empress of the Green Python was hidden in the sculpture, and the Python King’s Palace rose from the ground, while the two supreme leaders of the Blood Python ancestor and the Black Python Demon King fell in the Supreme War. The place of burial has evolved into two secret realms of the giant pythons.
The ancient emperors were buried, the place of the dragon veins was chosen, and the royal tombs were built. The burials of terracotta warriors, soldiers, servants, and exotic objects are all commonplace. What's more, they are buried with living people, and inhumane. .
The empress of the green python was silent forever, and was once considered by the world to have fallen. Her cemetery was the third secret realm of the giant python clan. Among the burials, there were millions of ancient concubine soldiers and three thousand green pythons...
Almost at the same time when the Empress Green Python was resurrecting, in a secret realm located deep in the Tenth Mountain Range, there was a loud rumbling sound, thousands of miles of ground, trembling, as if there was a giant spirit trying to pry Move the entire tenth mountain!
Mang Xiongfeng felt the strong breath of the female emperor's awakening, restrained the restrictions of the Hundred Gods Covenant, stepped out of the Mangwang Shrine, holding a scepter, overlooking the Baimang Canyon, and the panoramic view of the Tenth Mountain.
On the main body of the tenth mountain, among the dense snake caves, the skulls of the python beasts were turning, the crust was cracked, and a cold mist burst out from it, and the slumbering green pythons rushed out one after another.
The green pythons turned into ferocious beasts with fierce auras, holding weapons in their hands and spreading their teeth and claws on the ground, like ghosts crawling out of hell!
Then, a piece of red mist gushed out, and the valley gushed out of thin air like a blood red river, with a mighty voice, as if it could drown everything, the red river faded, and the blood pythons appeared in the canyon, countless.
After the Red River faded, a black tide swept across the sky, and when the sky was dark, a large group of black anacondas appeared at some point, and they merged into the lineup of blood and green pythons!
The three-color barren ancient giant pythons filled the Tenth Mountain with a million heads. In an instant, the entire Tenth Mountain became a ghost, shrouded in blood clouds and mist!
As soon as these giant pythons appeared, they swallowed up the giant python tribe in the snake cave, violent, hungry and thirsty regardless of their blood.
Seeing this, although Mana Xiongfeng was slightly startled, he quickly didn't care about it, instead he let out a long series of almost crazy laughs.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Amidst the laughter, there was a hearty spirit of successful strategy, and with a bit of decisiveness to kill the body and the strong man to break his wrist, like the sound of a barrier outside the devil, the number of ice cold, echoing in the valley, it looked extremely horrible and terrible.
He waited for this moment for a full thousand years!
"Millions of ancient tricolor pythons are coming back to the world! The majesty of the female emperor trembles the world! It will surely lead me to the top of the python clan. Why should I worry about my little sacrifice?"
"My son, Tianjiao, it's worth noting to cultivate for the father and activate the female emperor. It's a great contribution!"
The vigorous python Xiongfeng completely ignored the bleeding of his seven orifices, and the backlash of the Hundred Gods Covenant had invaded his body.
Supporting his shaky body with a scepter, King Python was half kneeling on the ground, his shadow-shrouded eyes were still filled with brutal and mad blood.
The ten strongest mountains in the Hundred Gods Mang Mountain are mostly descendants of the ten ancient races, possessing extraordinary talents for innate evil spirits.
For example, the Lord of the Fourth Mountain and Qilin Mountain was born to master the Qilin bloodline magic, and for example, the Lord of the Second Mountain and the White Tiger Mountain inherited the tiger thunder sound of the White Tiger Protoss, not to mention the mountain owners of the First Mountain and Yanlong Mountain. , Itself is a real world monster supreme, possessing terrifying supernatural powers that can devour space!
Excluding the descendants of the ten great races, even Xiang Yannan of the Lingtu tribe has also mastered the power of the "spirit" under the chance of adventure, making the Lingtu tribe the third mountain of the hundred gods!
But the Python family has no congenital bloodline of the ten ancient gods, and there is no superior opportunity.
In recent hundreds of years, with Xiang Yannan's support, the two weaker races that originally occupied the Seventeenth Mountain and the Fifteenth Mountain have risen strongly, faintly crushing the Tenth Mountain.
If the Python family wants to maintain the ranking of the tenth mountain, it has already shown a little effort!
It is precisely that Mang Xiongfeng is a very ambitious person, and he is not satisfied with being at the bottom of the top ten mountains, let alone being squeezed out of the top ten mountains!
For thousands of years, he disregarded the covenant between the Hundred Gods Mangshan and Wutianjiao, and repeatedly sent troops to invade the Great Sun Empire, which shows that he is an extremely restless person.
Mang Xiongfeng was determined to break through the quasi emperor and couldn’t until his son Mang Tian Jiao was born. Mang Tian Jiao was born between him and a green python blood snake girl. He has a pure blood line of green pythons, and his talents far surpass those of the younger generation of Python clan. , Is also a leader among the younger generation of Baishen Mangshan.
Mang Xiongfeng is dedicated to cultivating the Python Tianjiao, hoping that the Mang Tianjiao can inherit his will and complete the great cause of revitalizing the Python clan!
However, the young masters of Baihu Mountain, Qilin Mountain and Mountainism Zilinfang, and even Xiang Junchi and Xiang Yuchan of the Lingtu tribe, are extremely talented. Although the talent of the Python Tianjiao is also good, it can only be ranked. In the top ten.
Anxiously seeking a breakthrough, Mang Tianjiao moved his mind to Xiang Yuchan, who had a special physique, but in the end his wish fell through because of the silence.
After that, the ten-year battle between Wutianjiao and Baishen Mangshan was approaching. Mang Xiongfeng sent Mang Tianjiao into the secret realm of the giant python clan to experience. Unexpectedly, in the cemetery of the green python empress, Mang Tianjiao felt it The blood of the empress.
From that moment on, the blazing ambitions of the father and son Mang Xiongfeng were completely ignited, and they were no longer satisfied with the opportunity to fight in the battlefield.
They attempted to resurrect the female emperor and millions of ancient demon pythons according to the bloodline secret law.
But at this moment, the Empress is back on earth, and the army of millions of demon pythons sees the sky again, how can the python Xiongfeng not be surging?
The third mountain.
"Lord Xiangshan, the Hundred Gods Mangshan is really going to change! The giant pythons are coming down the mountain, and the great formation of protecting the mountain is too difficult to bear. The sons have gone to the front to help. The old man came to ask the mountain lord what he can do. ?"
Compared with the extravagance and magnificence of the Mang King Shrine, Xiang Yannan's residence was a lot more frugal, and the room was small, but it was also extremely refined and elegant.
He sat cross-legged on a straw mat, and a bowl of clear tea was placed on a carved table in front of him. There was a leaf floating in the clear tea, and the leaf was floating in the whirlpool, just like fate.
Xiang Yannan is meditating.
An old man of the Lingtu tribe, dressed in a thin cloth robe, slender like a bamboo, with a quiet temperament like the breeze of the empty valley, and gray-haired cocklebur, walked in quickly with a cane, and the sound of hitting the ground was completely clear. ear. On his vigorous spine, a rectangular package was slanted on his back.
When Xiang Yannan heard the sound, his eyebrows condensed, and when he saw that he was the old man, he opened his eyes and asked the old man to sit down in the guest seat on the left:
"It's Feng Bo? Hurry up, please sit down!"
"Prepare tea!"
Xiang Yannan hurriedly ordered the next person.
"No need!"
The old man sat down cross-legged, took off the rectangular package and placed it on the table.
"The mountain guard is indestructible. How can the python pythons break through? Uncle Feng, you can see how many people are there?"
There are frictions between the Python clan and the Lingtu clan, Xiang Yannan has already seen it, and he really does not believe that the Python clan can break through the mountain protection formation.
"Different from before, this time the giant pythons are coming fiercely and extremely powerfully. Mountain lord, I fear that the rabbit clan will be destroyed!"
"Oh? Why do you see..."
Feng Bo was originally a quasi-emperor of the Lingtu tribe. He was murdered by the Python tribe a hundred years ago, and his cultivation was half a waste.
In the Third Mountain, as an old musician in charge of ritual music, he is a master of guqin of heavenly grade. Whenever there is a big battle, he will climb to the top of the Valley of Extremity and play the festival for the soldiers of the Lingtu tribe to strengthen the army.
Uncle Feng is just as he points to the string music, he is completely withdrawn, vigorous and calm.
But at this time, the respectable old man's tone was extraordinarily heavy, and when he saw his face solemn and not thinking about tea, Xiang Yannan suddenly became alert.
He was about to get up, suddenly feeling the demon pill in his body trembled suddenly, as if struck by thunder, he fell back on the straw mat, his expression changed in shock.