Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

"These guys are quite arrogant. They fly on the road so arrogantly and are not afraid of being attacked by ferocious beasts." Seeing these people flying forward in such a majestic manner, Xian'er couldn't help but said softly.

"He's from the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan." Wei Yang raised his eyebrows.

I don't feel strange in my heart. Ancient ethnic groups like these must be familiar with the situation in the ancient wilderness, have intelligence advantages, and the strength of the people leading the team is not weak, so they naturally dare to be a little more arrogant in the periphery.

Xiao Yan frowned, staring at the many lights and shadows flying past in the sky.

With his extraordinary eyesight, he clearly saw a woman in colorful clothes at the head of the large group of people.

This woman is an old acquaintance, Feng Qing'er.

"Brother Wei, look at that Feng Qing'er from the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan." A look of shock flashed across Xiao Yan's eyes, and he reminded Wei Yang softly, "There is something weird about this girl!"

"Feng Qing'er?" Wei Yang glanced at the woman in colorful clothes and felt familiar.

The thoughts in my mind swirled for a moment, and I started to think about it.

He remembered that when he saw Feng Qing'er in the ancient Dou Sage ruins in the Beast Realm, he was just a Dou Sect at that time, so he didn't take it seriously.

However, now, this Fengqing'er has suddenly transformed, and the strength of her aura is actually faintly surpassing that of an ordinary nine-star peak Dou Zun!

This growth rate is a bit exaggerated.

Moreover, Wei Yang had an inexplicable weird feeling on his body.

Feng Qing'er now seemed to give him a completely different feeling than before.

This difference does not come from strength or appearance, but from soul and blood.

Although the former Feng Qing'er was from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan with a high bloodline, he did not have that faint sense of pressure from the bloodline.

But now, she exudes a faint coercion.

Wei Yang and Xiao Yan both felt a little familiar with this kind of coercion. They had felt it before on the bones of the ancient Sky Phoenix.

"Brother Wei, have you noticed?" Xiao Yan said softly.

"Yeah, I can see it." Wei Yang nodded.

"This kind of pressure!" Xiao Yan's eyes flickered, he took a breath of cold air, and said in surprise: "The ancient Tianhuang has disappeared from the world long ago. Why does Feng Qing'er have this kind of bloodline pressure on her body?"

"It's not surprising." Wei Yang said lightly: "It's just like the Jian blood in my body."

"Brother Wei, what you mean is that Feng Qing'er had the great opportunity to obtain the essence and blood of the ancient Heavenly Phoenix and integrate it into her own bloodline?" Xiao Yan was also stunned.

He is no stranger to this, because he himself activated the abandoned bloodline in his body through the help of Xiao Xuan and the integration of Xiao family emperor's blood.

In this way, it makes sense why Feng Qing'er's strength soared so quickly.

Higher bloodlines are so unreasonable sometimes.

"Improve bloodline? I'm afraid it's more than that. I'm afraid her soul has been replaced." Wei Yang sneered.

"Even the soul has been changed?" Xiao Yan was startled, then nodded.

He also felt that the soul aura of Feng Qing'er was obviously different from before, as if he was a completely different person.

When they gathered the ancient demon fire pictures before, they also talked about the fact that some ancient remnant souls were left to this day through some special means and escaped the erosion of time. They could be resurrected by occupying the bodies of others.

Unexpectedly, this happened to Feng Qing'er.

It can be seen from this that sometimes luck encounters great opportunities from ancient times, but it may not necessarily be a good opportunity, but it may also be a fatal trap.

Those old monsters who have lived for a long time have many weird tricks and are difficult to guard against.

Wei Yang and the others didn't care about what happened to Feng Qing'er.

After a short interlude, the group of them also started to set off on their way.

And because the Huazong people were leading the way, their progress was much faster this time.

About half a day later.

An extremely steep peak, entrenched there like a sky-reaching python, appeared in their sight.

I saw streams of black energy rising up from the mountain, covering the sky within a thousand feet radius.

In this area, no ferocious beast dares to set foot near, because this is the territory of the ancient demon python.

The ancient demon python is an extremely rare and rare mutant snake.

In fact, in terms of seniority, his bloodline can be regarded as being quite close to the ancient ancestor of the Snake Clan, slightly higher than the Nine Netherworld Python.

However, because their murderous nature is so great, their intelligence is far inferior to that of the Nine Netherworld Pythons and other groups. Therefore, the latter do not think highly of the former and do not show much respect.

After all, no matter how strong the strength is, no matter how strong the bloodline is, if there is no matching wisdom, it is just a more powerful killing machine.

Such an ethnic group and bloodline are not worthy of respect.

However, the blood of this ancient demonic python is a treasure and has extremely good effects on cleansing and tempering the body.

Of course, this magical effect is only relative.

Not to mention Wei Yang, even with Xiao Yan's current physical strength, even the blood of the ancient demon python would not have a very great effect on him.

Therefore, what Xiao Yan values ​​​​is not actually the blood of the ancient demon python, but the pool of demon blood that it took hundreds of years to accumulate.

In this Demonic Blood Pool, for hundreds of years or even longer, the Ancient Demonic Python will do everything it can to find many natural treasures and put them into it.

Over time, the energy condensed in it has reached an extremely terrifying level.

If an ordinary person enters it, he will probably be directly hit by the terrifying energy and die, turning into nutrients for the blood pool.

And only the descendants of the Ancient Demonic Python or those with strong physiques can withstand such a rich energy.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

A dozen figures appeared and flashed from a distance.

"The Ancient Demonic Python is here."

Not far from the giant peak shrouded in black mist, they stopped and Yun Yun said softly.

"Yeah." Xiao Yan observed the steep peak in front of him, nodded with fiery eyes, turned his head and looked at Wei Yang, and said: "Brother Wei, I'm afraid I have to trouble you again this time, help me get rid of that beast."

Although Xiao Yan is not afraid of the ancient Sky Demon Python, which is still at the peak of the fifth transformation and has a strong physique, he is not too sure that he can get rid of it in a short time.

In order to avoid more trouble, it is more appropriate to ask Wei Yang to take action and get rid of it quickly.

"It's just a little effort, let's go, and fight quickly." Wei Yang has no objection.

As soon as the voice fell, his figure turned into a black shadow and quickly flashed towards the black fog peak.

Behind him, Xiao Yan, Xian'er, Medusa and others also quickly followed.

After hesitating for a while, the group of people from the Flower Sect also followed.

Wei Yang was much faster and had no intention of hiding. He directly broke into the heavy black fog that enveloped the entire giant peak.

Hiss~

Just as Wei Yang entered, a very piercing snake sound suddenly came from the giant peak.

Immediately afterwards, the entire mountain trembled slightly at this moment, and only a humming sound of air explosion was heard, and a black shadow burst out.

It was a huge black snake tail that was a hundred feet long, with extremely terrifying power, bursting the space, and swung out from the mountain like lightning, and fiercely slapped Wei Yang.

Hmph.

Wei Yang snorted lightly, stepped back a few steps, and reached out with his hand.

A huge hand with a black glow appeared, and with a seemingly casual grab, it easily pinched the huge snake tail that was violently pulling out.

Bang!

When the two came into contact, the giant tail twisted and shook, and terrible strong winds and turbulent currents suddenly burst out and poured out in all directions.

Wei Yang stood high in the sky, holding the huge snake's tail with one hand. With a slight shake, he dispersed all the power on the snake's tail, and then lifted it up with force.

He shouted softly: "Get up!"