Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

Wei Yang wandered around the swamp every day, searching, hoping to find any trace of the Nether Poison Fire.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

And Xian'er's breakthrough is gradually coming to an end, and he must be able to successfully enter the Douhuang level in the next few days.

On this day, Wei Yang set out again, leaving the temporary cave and heading towards the depths of the poisonous swamp.

With Qing Lin and two fifth-level monsters guarding Xian'er, he could leave with peace of mind and go out to look for Poison Fire.

"While Xian'er still has a few days to succeed, I will go out to search again, hoping to find some traces, as a gift for Xian'er to enter the Dou Huang Dynasty." The black wings behind his back fluttered, and Wei Yang quickly moved forward. Fly away, teasing himself.

After half a day.

Wei Yang has already entered the depths of the poisonous swamp, and the poisonous miasma here is already quite strong, like the thick fog after rain in the mountains.

Chichi~

Along the way, the surface of his body would make a squeaking sound from time to time, and gray fishy smoke would fill the air and wrap around his body.

Um?

Over a small valley, Wei Yang suddenly stopped and looked down solemnly.

In the valley, on the dark and purple land, not a single blade of grass grows. A behemoth, more than thirty meters long, is entrenched in the valley, breathing poisonous gas around it.

Judging from the faintly terrifying aura on its body, this is actually a seventh-level monster!

Wei Yang trembled, his face became serious, and his muscles all over his body were tense.

A seventh-level monster, which is comparable to a strong human Douzong level.

It would be troublesome to encounter such a being in a place like the depths of the poisonous swamp.

Wei Yang secretly complained in his heart that he was not cautious enough. At the same time, it was strange that with his strong soul perception, he could not detect the other party in advance, causing him to break into the other party's territory.

Now in danger.

I'm afraid there's nothing that can be done about this matter.

Many thoughts passed through his mind quickly. He didn't have time to think about it, and his body slowly backed away.

The fighting energy in the body was mobilized crazily, and in the dantian, the Black Sun Burning Sky Flame was also secretly accumulating strength.

Wei Yang was ready to give a desperate blow and then run away at any time.

But the strange thing is that the seventh-level monster is still entrenched there. It seems that it doesn't want to pay attention to Wei Yang's intrusion, and it doesn't even raise its eyelids.

In this way, until Wei Yang successfully exited the range of this small valley, the seventh-level monster still showed no reaction.

While Wei Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't have time to think too much. He quickly turned around and left. He didn't turn around until he was standing on the top of a big tree in the distance, looking at the direction of the small valley with some suspicion.

"Something weird..." Wei Yang murmured.

Warcraft have a very strong sense of territory, and will generally treat outsiders who rashly break into their territory as enemies and attack them.

But this seventh-level monster was very strange. It turned a blind eye to Wei Yang and let him go so easily.

"Looking at the size and aura, it is indeed a seventh-level monster." Wei Yang frowned, recalling what he had seen before.

It was more than thirty meters long, covered with black and purple scales, with a three-foot-long horn piercing the sky on its forehead...

Such an image is undoubtedly the famous one-horned purple-scaled python in the Nether Poisonous Lake.

According to rumors, the one-horned purple-scaled python is born with strong blood. If given enough opportunities, it can grow into the legendary eighth-level monster!

When Wei Yang and the others first arrived in the Izumo Empire, they naturally inquired and purchased a lot of detailed information about the Netherworld Swamp.

Therefore, I also know something about the famous one-horned purple-scaled python in the swamp.

When he saw it at that time, Wei Yang's heart dropped. His first reaction was that it was going to be bad, and he was even ready to fight for it.

But finally.

But he left smoothly, and they ignored him at all.

…

Wei Yang stood on the top of a towering tree, touching his chin with one hand, thinking intently, and he always felt that something was wrong.

If Qing Lin were here at this time and her strength were stronger, it would be easier to handle.

Qinglin is the best at dealing with snake monsters.

However, Qing Lin's current strength is too low, and he is at the peak of the fighting master. Even if Bi Snake Sanhua is perverted, he may not be able to easily defeat the seventh-level monster, right?

"Hey, that's not right! There's something wrong with the aura on it. Although it seems powerful, I didn't feel any threat or danger at all before?" Wei Yang's eyes suddenly widened.

Let's just say, with my strong soul perception, how could I miss a seventh-level monster in the place I scanned?

If it were a normal seventh-level monster, he would be able to sense the opponent's aura from a distance, and then choose to take a detour to avoid it.

How could he be like a blind man and break into someone else's territory!

"There's something weird about that seventh-level monster!"

Do you want to go back and take a look?

Wei Yang thought about it, feeling a little hesitant.

Finally, he gritted his teeth.

"Go back and take a look!"

It's so weird that I really wouldn't want to go back and take a look.

He moved and quietly approached the small valley again.

…

At the edge of the valley.

Wei Yang cautiously crawled on the ground, and his soul perception was quietly released, penetrating into the interior of the valley.

Soon, he 'saw' the huge seventh-level monster again, and thoroughly 'saw' its appearance.

Wei Yang was in a panic before and was in a hurry to escape, so he didn't have time to think too much.

At this time, he finally observed the other party clearly.

Yes, this is indeed the seventh-order one-horned purple-scaled python.

Wei Yang could clearly feel the powerful aura from the other party's body.

But the strange thing is that it is entrenched there, quietly absorbing the poisonous mist, but there is no sparkle in its eyes. The pupils are dilated, and it looks very numb, in a state of absent-mindedness.

This look was very familiar to Wei Yang.

It's just like how absent-minded they were when Qing Lin subdued the contracted snake monsters.

It's like losing yourself and being in an unconscious state.

"What's going on?" Wei Yang was extremely surprised.

Soul Sense carefully scanned the entire valley and nearby areas inch by inch, and found nothing unusual.

Within a few miles of this area, except for Wei Yang and the one-horned purple-scaled python in the valley, there were no other living creatures.

After carefully scanning the surroundings again, I made sure there was nothing unusual.

Wei Yang stood up and slowly entered the valley.

As the distance got closer, Wei Yang's strange feeling became deeper.

Finally, he stopped dozens of meters away from the one-horned purple-scaled python.

Looking at the pair of black and purple snakes, they were scattered and without any focus, nor did they contain any vitality, as if they had lost their souls.

If you carefully feel the majestic and vast power contained in its body, its power is probably at the borderline between low-level and mid-level Douzong.

There is still quite a lot of vitality inside the body, and it is obviously not in a state of death.

Such a strange scene made Wei Yang feel a little numb.

A magical beast that seemed to have barely entered the middle stage of the seventh level actually seemed to have been forcibly taken away by something, and was in a strange state of neither life nor death.

…

Wei Yang stepped back a little, curled his fingers, and flicked them.

call out!

A black blazing spiral energy shot out quickly and hit the one-horned purple-scaled python on the forehead.

puff!

A slight muffled sound sounded, and the energy exploded.

That was just a casual attack, but it actually exploded a tiny crack on a scale on its forehead.

"This!" Wei Yang was surprised.

Breaking the defense so easily?

It seems that the opponent's body is now unable to even defend instinctively and subconsciously.

boom!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Turbulent green flames suddenly burst out from the body of the one-horned purple-scaled python and swelled in the storm.