I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

The Devil's Crying Python was so majestic when it came, and most people didn't expect it to turn into this miserable state.

Mu Yuzhou's expression suddenly became serious: "Stay away!"

Why should I listen to you?

The disciples in the first realm were all a bit arrogant, but the other party seemed to have no intention of asking them to cooperate. With a move of their hands, several Houtian realm disciples felt something fluttering around them, and for some reason they were swept away more than ten meters away. .

"hiss--"

The Ghost Crying Python spit out the snake message, the snake's mouth opened wide, the spiritual pressure around its body suddenly increased, and its thick body became larger and larger.

It curled its tail, trying to wrap up and strangle the two humans in front of it. Its seemingly bulky body was very flexible in its movements, and it swatted at Meng Simao, who was suspended in front of it.

Meng Si concealed the sword and dodged it. It twisted its snake tail and then chased Su Zuo. Compared with the swordsman who could control the sword, Su Zui seemed to be easier to deal with at this time.

Su Zuo jumped towards the sky, and a goshawk suddenly appeared at her feet, riding her into the air where the python could not reach.

The python's bleeding bright yellow eyes showed murderous intent, and a mouthful of poisonous mist flew into the air like an arrow. The goshawk screamed, and a light cyan stream of spirit spewed out of its mouth to resist the poisonous mist for a moment, but after getting away, it did not retreat but instead advanced. , swooping towards the Ghostly Crying Python that stood up straight.

Goshawk never thought that when he was so promising, he would actually dare to attack the fourth-grade ghost crying python that he only dared to look at and drooled before, but did not dare to have any evil intentions.

"Wow—"

It is instinct for the eagle tribe to hunt snakes. If the two are of the same level, the Ghost Crying Python can only flee when it encounters the goshawk.

At this time, the goshawk dared to fight against it because of its human strength. The ghost-crying python's subconscious reaction was to avoid its sharp edge, so a bloody piece of flesh was torn off.

"Roar——" The ghost crying python was extremely angry, and its original intention to retreat was overshadowed by the anger because of such provocation. If it was really afraid of humans and was pecked by a goshawk and fled, it would no longer have to hang around in its own territory in the future. .

The goshawk raised its head and swallowed the piece of meat, feeling excited: "Master, I want to eat this again! A feast! A feast!"

Su Zuo's face was full of confusion: "It's poisonous..."

The goshawk hovered for a moment before swooping down again, excitedly pecked at the uninjured eye of the python: "Yummy! Delicious!"

Su Zuo thought of Pi Xiu, which could eat anything, and immediately felt relieved: "Okay, just knock it down and eat it yourself."

The center of attack of the Ghostly Crying Python was shifted, and Meng Si Mao was able to attack more skillfully. Occasionally, the attacks assigned to him by the monster were easily avoided.

The Ghostly Crying Python spit out snake venom as if it were for free. Even at a high level, the venom of a python is still not as poisonous as a poisonous snake, but as long as the opponent is touched, it will gradually become paralyzed and helpless. The forest is filled with poisonous mist, and the disciples know that something is wrong and they take the poison-avoiding pill far away. Get out of the way.

The Ghost Crying Python avoided and fought. During the fight, the goshawk pecked at the snake's eyes many times. The Ghost Crying Python spit out poisonous mist again. Su Zuo made a thought in his mind and made a seal in his hand. The inconspicuous soul technique rushed into the dark aura around the Ghost Crying Python. Hit it between the eyes.

Its body stiffened for a moment, and the eagle's beak pecked out the python's eyes against the poisonous mist.

"Roar--"

The python raised its head and struggled wildly, its vertical pupil bleeding with blood looking at everyone in the forest, and poisonous mist sputtered.

Su Zuo opened his left hand, and the spiritual energy turned into a steady stream of mist and poisonous gas. The spreading poisonous mist was shrouded in the expanding chaotic spiritual energy. The poison was wrapped in spiritual power and hit the open space in the distance, corroding Large tracts of grass, trees and land.

The corrosiveness of the poisonous gas is extraordinary. The ability to block the throwing of spiritual power during the foundation-building stage depends entirely on the accumulation of quantity.

The Ghost Crying Python was beaten back and forth and was wounded. Seeing that the situation was not good, it stopped fighting. It swung its tail and suddenly and quickly went downstream down the mountain.

It wants to escape.

Many disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if the more elite disciples can deal with monsters that have reached the fourth level of cultivation for a while with all their strength, it does not mean that they can kill monsters of this level alone.

If a monk wants to fight to the death with monsters of the same level or even higher, the disciples who have devoted themselves to training since childhood will simply not be able to compete with the monsters that have survived under the law of the jungle.

Meng Simo stopped and fell to the ground, breathing a sigh of relief.

Disciples will only cooperate with their closest sect members to surround and kill high-level monsters. Otherwise, the cost will be huge and difficult to distribute. Therefore, efforts must be made to prevent falling out after cooperation, as there are too many hidden dangers.

As far as the situation is concerned, it is really a reluctant task for the two of them to fight a fourth-level monster. The current Ghostly Crying Python looks embarrassed, but in fact its strength has not been severely damaged. One tail hit can defeat the acquired realm. The disciple's brains were blown out.

In an instant, the Ghostly Crying Python scurried into the forest, like a dark shadow passing by.

"Don't run!"

Su Zuo opened his eyes wide and drove the goshawk to chase him without even thinking.

Meng Sihan: "..."

When he turned around, he found that Su Zuo's unknown outer sect brother was also missing.

"Brother..."

His classmate walked over cautiously, "Senior brother, do you know her?"

Meng Sima was exhausted mentally and physically: "I don't know him!"

As was his style, he had not yet thought of exposing Su Zuo's identity in front of his unidentified classmates.

"She won't really catch up, right?"

"Wouldn't it be outrageous if she killed them all?"

"Senior brother, you are really fierce. You slashed the fourth-grade monster until it was covered in blood."

Meng Simao did not join the discussion, and wiped his sword solemnly with his eyes downcast, actually distracted.

Suddenly I felt very angry, and my work was in vain!

The last time I was cheated on, I just felt it was a bit outrageous, but this time it was all a lot of effort.

Inexplicably helping people fight monsters twice, Meng Simo never thought that he would have such an incredible experience.

Nothing but three.

It would be wisest not to get close to Su Zuo.

Otherwise, they will be plotted inexplicably.

Meng Sihan felt that his Taoist heart was a little messy. He didn't know what he had done wrong to meet such a wicked person as Su Zuo.

She actually became a sixth-level Martial Lord!

Less than two months have passed since the Rookie Competition!

It seems that she has given up on her spiritual veins and has not even practiced any decent spiritual techniques. However, her martial arts cultivation is astonishing and talented, and it is obvious that the dangers in the past cannot slow her down.

Meng Sihan took a deep breath to calm down: "Let's go and find a third-grade monster to relax."

His competitive spirit was successfully aroused.

Isn't it just a fight?

Whatever the strategy, just do it and it's over. People like Su Zuo who kill randomly in the competition must not care about strategy.

The fellow disciples looked at each other, confused.

So is fighting third-level monsters relaxing?

Not long after, the first domain disciple in the team discovered that not only was the team leader not being consumed by the fourth-level monsters and starting to recharge his batteries, but he also became murderous.

The speed of killing third-grade monsters is more than twice as fast.

A disciple picked up the jade talisman, and Meng Si secretly took a spirit-reviving pill. He didn't intend to meditate to recover, so he planned to find the next one.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his head.

"Fourth level ghost crying python, death."

The announcement sounded throughout the secret realm.

The whole team was silent.

The third-grade jade talisman in the hand of his fellow disciple fell to the ground, and he was stunned: "We met that one?!"