The real daughter returns from the apocalypse, and her teammates press me into my arms

"It's very simple. We exchange our efforts and control each other's life and death. The strong is the master and the weak is the slave. No one else can interfere."

"You are not very interested in me. My weakness is visible to the naked eye. What are you afraid of?"

Snake Spirit's scarlet eyes moved slightly: "Are you serious? They..."

"Do you still have some self-esteem as a higher-ranking creature? It's always theirs, just a bunch of ants clearing the place. Shouldn't I be the only one you should look at?"

Snake Spirit laughed: "That's right, then it will be as you wish."

He raised his arms, and his lower body was finally exposed outside the swamp. It was not a pure black tail, but had slightly dark red scales. It was as thick as an adult's waist and was swimming in a meandering way.

As the snake spirit was exposed, the entire swamp boiled, rising up like an upside-down waterfall. Qi Cheng's men who were barely able to stand were wiped out in an instant, and no one could stand.

When Lan Ye opened his mouth, he shot out the bone threads and found the tree roots at the edge, or various places where the boulders could borrow strength, and intertwined them into a grid to make it easier for everyone to stay temporarily.

Nie Jingxing, Zhou Jin and Qi Cheng, simply walked in the air and couldn't see anything unusual with the naked eye.

But those who are familiar with Nie Jingxing's abilities will know that this guy is so powerful that he can seal the void beneath his feet into a physical entity, which is terrifying.

Since then, except for Snake Spirit, there are only 9 people left alive in the swamp. It goes without saying that Qi Cheng's face looks ugly. It can be said that he has suffered heavy losses during this trip.

Seeing that several people were intact, Snake Spirit's eyes flashed with gloom. His energy was low at the moment, and this woman didn't seem to be much better either.

It seems that we can no longer keep the continuation gene. Only by directly devouring him can we be able to kill several people here...

Sharp thorns sprouted from the slender fingertips and were inserted into his heart. The pain on his face flashed away, and a wisp of blood was drawn out.

Kong Sang also moved his fingers slightly, and a wisp of red filament pierced his heart. His face was already pale, but now his legs were weak and he couldn't stand. He leaned on Lin Changli to endure the pain, causing a wisp of blood.

Lin Changli's face was distressed and full of murderous intent, wishing he could take his own life instead. He was angry that he was unable to kill Nie Jingxing instantly and let Kong Sang be forced to do this.

Yes, they were forced. If they took action, Nie Jingxing would not hesitate to fight for it. When the time comes, there would be too much uncertainty in the three-party fight.

But if Kong Sang takes action, Nie Jingxing will not take it.

This is why Kong Sang insisted on taking the risk on her own. This place was exposed by Nie Chi as the origin of the factor, and too many people would soon gather there, and she couldn't afford it.

If she wanted to get the energy and leave as quickly as possible, she could only use dangerous tactics. She would do it herself. No matter what Nie Jingxing wanted, he would not touch her.

Seeing how weak Kong Sang was, Snake Spirit joked: "You can't even stand steady with your weak legs. Just think about it, no one can save you in exchange for your efforts."

"So much nonsense!" Kong Sang, whose lips were bloodless, spoke forcefully as always.

Snake Spirit's feminine face sank: "I'll help you." Bloodshot shot over at a very fast speed, and Kong Sang's shot also shot over.

Almost as soon as bloodshot eyes entered his body, a dark red snake-shaped tattoo appeared on Kong Sang's shoulder, neck and side face. Against the bloodless face, there was a kind of wild and fragile fusion.

The snake spirit's body changed even more. The entire upper body was covered in red clouds, almost changing its skin color.

After seeing it, Snake Spirit's face changed slightly: "You are of such a high level. If you were not in such a weak state, I would be willing to surrender. It's a pity..."

This is also a good thing for him. It seems that this woman's remaining energy may be able to directly restore him to his peak.

Kong Sang patted Lin Changli's hand comfortingly, pushed him away, and walked down Lan Ye's bones.

There was a snake nest under her feet. If she fell, she would die. Kong Sang had no ability to keep herself in the air, but she just stepped on it.

When his toes were about to touch the snake pool, purple light stretched across the soles of his feet. Kong Sang had a stinky face and walked up step by step to be level with the snake spirit.

Kong Sang came out of the dream with strange eyes. Apart from his stinky face, nothing could be seen wrong.

He was just standing with his legs spread in mid-air. No matter how you looked at this posture, he looked like a man.

People who know that Kongsang can transform have strange eyes, and those who don’t understand also feel that something is not right...

Snake Spirit felt a chill running down his spine for a moment. He looked Kong Sang up and down and said, "What's going on? Your taste has changed?"

"Jiji Waiwai, are you planning to use your words to decide the outcome? The softness on my legs feels like they have been over-forced. This makes me very uncomfortable. Please be quiet and leave you a complete corpse."

The purple light knife transformed in the hand and rotated at high speed. People who often play with knives in this hand would not dare to play like this. If they are not careful, their fingers will fly out.

Zhou Jin and Qi Cheng frowned. They didn't know the inside story, but they just felt that this was not Nie Kongsang.

The snake spirit was also angered by this indifferent attitude, and screamed sound waves that attacked the spiritual realm and charged forward.

But Kong Sang only said: "It's so noisy!" The afterimage of the figure appeared, the snake spirit's pupils shrank, and he turned his head to dodge.

No matter how quickly he reacted, a wound half the length of an arm would still be opened on his chest. If it was too late, his heart would be stabbed.

The blow failed, but it made the man very angry. He looked at the knife in his hand and said angrily, "What the hell? It's so soft that you can't use any strength."

An Xiuqi often borrowed Kong Sang's body in the past, mostly when he was in good health. This was the first time that Kong Sang came out when he was weak. This feeling was really unpleasant.

You can't use even a single point of your strength, and that feeling of powerlessness is very annoying.

"Idiot, get away!" Lin Changli yelled angrily.

When An Xiuqi looked at Kong Sang's limp arms angrily, the snake spirit had already made a move.

The figure of the snake spirit on the spot is the phantom body that interferes with the spirit. The real body has arrived behind Kong Sang, with sharp nails trying to dig out Kong Sang's heart.

Lin Changli didn't need to remind him. An Xiuqi had already noticed something was wrong. When he stepped aside to avoid it, the nails on the other party's fingertips swelled.

In the second round, Kong Sang saw blood, and the blood dripped down his cheeks.

Xu Lin exclaimed: "The eldest lady's face!"

Si Yu looked at it and cursed angrily: "Fuck, you are so blind. Why did my Sang's face offend you? Don't you have the strength to eat shit?"

An Xiuqi's face turned cold. He took a look at the wound on his face through a magic light mirror and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the wound was neither long nor deep, and it would not leave a scar if it was taken care of.

The snake spirit's scarlet eyes were filled with excitement. He licked the blood from his nails and said the last words in his life: "So sweet!"

The purple light surged, and the entire area circled by the snake spirit was densely intertwined with strands of light. This was much more impressive than Lan Ye's bone mesh.

Not only was the snake spirit shattered into hundreds of pieces in disbelief, but even the underground snake nest swamp was turned into minced meat.

Lan Ye was stunned. He looked at the dense cutting of the dragnet, and then looked at the simple grid under his feet. There was no comparison, and he would never have imagined that the damage could be so great.

In such a dense network of light, a transparent, hard spar with flocculent material fell out.

A black line flew from Nie Jingxing's pocket and headed straight for the spar.