Chapter 786: Python curtus

"Is it the edict of the leader?!"
The tears on Leng Qiaoxiu's face have long since disappeared, and Yan Zi's spiritual face instantly regained the usual indifferent meaning, and a deep ink light flashed under her deep eyes.
Giggle.
As the ring spar twisted, the bloodthirsty and brutal purple golden leopard beast instantly turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the void, coming and going without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
She crouched down on Zhang Songnian’s body and found a hairpin. The hairpin was gold and silver filigree, chic and beautiful, with amethyst on the end, and delicate flowers on the body, strikingly similar to the hairpin worn by Yan Ziling before. It is the same pair.
It should be noted that hairpin is not only a headgear, but also a token of affection for men and women. Now, Yan Ziling has taken back Baochai and witnessed Zhang Songnian's body gradually drifting away in front of her, as if it had nothing to do with her. Her face was surprisingly calm, without a trace of life or death. The meaning of grief.
"We are not destined to be in the same way."
Yan Ziling got up, her eyes were dull, her jade lips were lightly open, and these words came out mercilessly, and then with a wave of her robe sleeves, a translucent floating screen suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
She used hairpin as her pen, and she moved her pen like wind, and a line of beautiful small characters suddenly appeared on the floating screen. It was a transcript of the leader's oracle, and it was not bad.
The moment I stopped writing, the floating screen was solid, it was a roll of silk cloth, covered with moiré, and elegant atmosphere.
"go with!"
In an instant, this roll of cloth turned into a lavender spot, circulating endlessly, and teleported out to the void, like a firefly in a summer night.
"Second Sister Yan, what the leader meant, is it possible that we let us let go of that demon girl?"
In the gentle and sweet voice, a delicate fragrance of peach blossoms permeated. Xue Yutao wore a pink skirt and white shirt with a floating jade belt and fell on the platform of Zhanxian. Yan Ziling saw her and hurriedly inserted her hairpin in Oolong. On the bun that was so high, he took the initiative to welcome the past:
"The leader of the church has everything to do with every opportunity, so he shouldn't be there, and if the leader is there, he won't send down the edict, so why bother."
The leader of Wutianjiao, the nine-five-year-old supreme, the body of ten thousand gold, rules over a hundred countries, and governs a religion.
Throughout the Three Dynasties and Five Religions, he is also an outstanding leader.
Although they are expensive elders of Ziwei Xuanyi Pavilion, they are also very rare to get a leader.
"According to the edict, the leader does not believe in the invasion of the monster race, and we must thoroughly investigate this matter."
Xue Yutao frowned upon hearing this:
"What should we do now?"
"Nothing to do."
Yan Ziling shook his head, then suddenly said:
"Stand firmly and welcome eldest sister."
Xue Yutao was still surprised: Respectfully welcoming eldest sister, why remind her to stand firm?
Boom!
At this moment, a purple cloud billowing like an angry dragon appeared on the top of the sky, and the heavy thunder roared in the cloud, sweeping the sky and shaking the earth.
Xue Yutao's body shook, and she could barely stand firm, which was really dangerous.
"End!"
Following Yan Ziling's strong cold drink, it resounded over Zhanxiantai.
The white, pink, and blue streamers immediately jumped to the upper triangle of Zhanxiantai and stood there.
"Tian Qi is back!"
On the north side, during the day, Qi dressed in a cloud robe, holy and graceful, and fell on the Zhanxiantai. If there is a bright moon in the surroundings, it suddenly blooms.
"Youlan return!"
On the east side, Mu Youlan has a thin face and a gentle bun on her side. She wore a gold-inlaid jade sway. The flowers and branches looked like a butterfly.
"Yu Tao returns!"
Xue Yutao stood on the west side, looking around and looking strangely:
"Is there someone missing?"
"Red Sunflower is seriously injured and recuperating. It is excusable for her failure to return to her position. Why did sister Qinglian not be there?"
Mu Youlan pursed her lips strangely:
"It doesn't matter if we don't give us face, but the older sister is afraid it will be difficult to explain."
Speaking of this, a gloating sneer flashed in her eyes.
Yan Ziling's cold eyes glanced at the two girls like a cold wind:
"Focused!"
As soon as this statement came out, Mu Youlan narrowed her mouth, feeling unhappy in her heart, but she dared not complain.
"Xiao Yu, you substitute the South."
After receiving a transmission from Yan Ziling, the Eastern Light Rain, who was fighting endlessly with the golden blood python, sprinkled a burst of frozen sword rain, and immediately collapsed and fell to the south side of Zhanxiantai.
"Eastern light rain returns!"
As soon as he spoke coldly, Dongfang Xiaoyu raised his sword towards the sky, and the blue and white sword shadow pierced through the clouds and pointed directly at the sky.
The other three elders responded immediately.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The four streams of white, pink, blue, and blue burst out together, weaving the sky, twisting the ground net, and converging into an exquisite starburst array over Zhanxiantai.
Between the array of pictures, the vastness resembles astronomy, and the rivers and streams, with a gathering of wonders and glimpses of light.
sough!
In an instant, tens of thousands of chains burst out of the formation, and the gleam of cold iron and stainless steel gleamed vividly in the clouds, and iron snakes surrounded the invincible golden blood pythons.
The golden blood python swayed the brutal python body desperately, trying to open the chain!
Poof!
Unexpectedly, a thick and dark iron rope directly locked the neck of the blood python, and the muscles on the python's body were suddenly squeezed and deformed by the chain.
The huge python body struggled in vain under the drag of the chain. The chain of gods was rustled.
At this moment, a purple beam of light seemed to be summoned by an array map, suddenly penetrated from the billowing purple cloud, and shot towards the center of Zhan Sendai.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and a cloud of bursting purple mushrooms spread across the Zhanxiantai, flowing clouds like a waterfall, merged into the Linghu Lake, covering up the devastation, the traces of fierce fighting, the clouds and the mist, like a fairyland.
In an instant, the purple light became extremely flaming, tearing the clouds and mist, reflecting the golden giant python's dizziness, as if thousands of phantom flowers and shadows bloomed to the extreme in the world, and then collapsed into smoke.
Hiss...
Thousands of wisps of flowers and spirits are usually pulled out and condensed into dark purple streamers. As the formations move, they form a circle of magic. A beautiful and beautiful purple rose, which faintly emerges. The space enveloped by the ring.
The sacred brilliance makes people yearn for it, but I dare not look directly at it, blaspheming for a moment.
"Roar!!"
Sheng Lie's unmatched purple light quickly enveloped the golden blood python, and on the python's body, the indestructible golden armor scales were peeled and shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The blood python, which lost its golden body, was brutally torn, and wailed in pain. The ancient, low, and ethereal roar seemed to have crossed time and space and brought people back to the desolate era before the eternal age.
This cry of sorrow sounded in the world, shaking the Linghu Lake like a tide, and the rocks, islands and reefs collapsed and destroyed.
The giant python was full of demon power, and the python body soared, almost breaking the chain of the gods.
However, in the void, the purple soul rose that concealed its fragrance has completely bloomed, and the purple light shines on the world, containing the mighty power of all souls.
Empty empty!
The three magic rings flew down, holding the blood python that was unable to return to the sky firmly.
The previously crushed cage and the broken arms of the corpses all over the floor were also condensed into huge chains among the purple awns, imprisoning the blood python on the Zhanxiantai.
The pitch-black shackles tightly wrapped around the python body, revealing only a small tail of the python, and a python head whose eyes had lost its sharpness. The python bones turned stiffly, looking extremely funny.