129 Colorful Sky-Swallowing Python
"Hehe, let's see if you have that ability. I want to tell you, this is not my most powerful thing. I will let you try something else next. If you are poisoned by then, although I will not How about you, but I must make you suffer some hardships, who makes you want to take off my veil so much!"
Ye Qingge said with a smile, and there was a bit of joy between his brows, as if he was a little excited to meet such a well-matched opponent.
Looking at that innocent look, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but feel angry and funny. Zhao Jiuge thought, maybe the southern barbarian forest is vast and sparsely populated. This Ye Qingge has never been involved in the world, but then he continued to laugh and said, "You must have a more powerful trump card, don't I Just not?"
In response, Ye Qingge curled her lips and did not continue to speak, but began to make some moves. It was obvious that Zhao Jiuge's words made her very dissatisfied.
The white and tender hands gently pinched it, and it was done with one hand. The other hand always held the purple-black bead. It was obvious that Ye Qingge trusted this magic weapon. After all, if there was a real fight, the poisonous cultivator's defense would not be easy. If you ignore it, once someone hurts your body, no matter how powerful you are, you won't be able to threaten others at all.
When he saw Ye Qingge making a move again, Zhao Jiuge not only did not dare to look down upon him, but on the contrary, he was also a little worried. He was afraid that even his Sanskrit dharma body would not be able to withstand another wave of attacks, and that would be the end of it. However, his big words had already been spoken out. Naturally, he couldn't interrupt Ye Qingge's spell casting, and could only watch with caution what would happen next.
As Ye Qingge pinched the sword, the mandala flower that was slowly rotating in the void stopped and returned to a still state. Then when Ye Qingge's movements stopped, the mandala flower slowly rotated in the void. A coquettish red beam of light suddenly spewed out from among the petals of the shadow. When the red beam of light spewed out, it only took a breath, and everything came so fast.
Zhao Jiuge was prepared this time. He was waiting for this moment. When he felt the enchanting red color in the corner of his eyes, Zhao Jiuge directly released the golden-patterned dragon in his body before he could find out what it was.
The sound of dragon roars pierced the void, and the sounds of dragon roars were shocking to the ears. A faint golden light appeared in the air, and six golden-patterned dragons were seen flying in the void with their teeth spread out.
Originally, according to logic, condensing the sixth golden-patterned dragon was not so fast, and it also required certain treasures. However, since the soul was condensed in the body, the speed has accelerated a lot. It is not as troublesome as before, and it was smooth just not long ago. The sixth golden-patterned dragon was condensed, and this time it happened to be released at this opportunity. The previous sword energy seemed to have no effect on the mandala flower, and Zhao Jiuge naturally did not dare to use the sword technique that he was proud of. .
The use of six golden-patterned dragons shocked the whole audience. After all, that kind of pressure gave people a sense of oppression. Not only the disciples present, but even some monks who had never seen such an offensive couldn't help but feel a little nervous. An eye-opening feeling.
Six lifelike gold-patterned dragons emitting golden light appeared. Three of them ran towards the mandala flower, and three of them headed towards Ye Qingge himself. At this time, Ye Qingge's face became solemn. He stood up and frowned tightly.
The golden-patterned dragon at the front was the first to bear the brunt. The coquettish red light beam directly bombarded the leading golden-patterned dragon. The golden-patterned dragon immediately dissipated, before it had time to launch an offensive. However, it was precisely because of this. , this golden-patterned dragon was destroyed and withstood the damage for Zhao Jiuge, so Zhao Jiuge didn't have to bear anything next.
The red light was once again brewing inside the closed petals of the Mandala flower. It was obvious that it wanted to release the alluring red light beam again, but there was no chance. The two golden-patterned dragons had already entangled the Mandala flower. The phantom of the Tuoluo flower, and the other three golden-patterned dragons also entangled Ye Qingge, and she had no time to continue to use the spell.
After two golden-patterned dragons entangled the mandala flower, one on the left and one on the right, they wrapped the mandala flower in it, just like two dragons playing with a pearl. Then the two golden-patterned dragons twisted their bodies crazily and collided with each other. Now, Ye Qingge stopped using magic skills on that coquettish mandala flower. No one was controlling these mandala flowers, so their natural power was greatly reduced. He could only rely on his instinctive power to block the attack of the golden-patterned dragon.
Not long after, the black mist around this charming mandala flower stopped emitting, and its color began to dim. Under the bombardment of two golden-patterned dragons, it didn't take long for it to completely dissipate, and it would no longer appear. Bringing a sense of threat at once, the golden-patterned dragon is originally a product bred in Buddhism, and naturally has a Buddhist aura.
On the other side, three golden-patterned dragons rushed in front of Ye Qingge in the blink of an eye. However, before they could get close, they were blocked by the light curtain emitted by the purple-black bead in Ye Qingge's body. Ye Qingge was so excited at this moment. His eyes were as clear as water, and he was inevitably a little panicked. After all, he was being approached by a golden-patterned dragon, and the aura exuded by the golden-patterned dragon was too fierce.
This time, seeing Ye Qingge's panicked look, it was Zhao Jiuge's turn to laugh. Feeling Zhao Jiuge's laughter and the disappearance of the mandala flower, Ye Qingge also became annoyed and angry.
The light curtain emanating from the purple-black beads in his hand continued to ripple under the impact of the three golden-patterned dragons. Under this situation, the defense was likely to be broken at any time. After all, the arrogant competition of spiritual power , Zhao Jiuge has never been afraid of anyone. With his eighth-grade spiritual elixir, he has never been afraid of anyone when competing for spiritual power at the same level, not to mention that he is still in the state of becoming a god.
Ye Qingge naturally understood this truth. When he saw the three gold-patterned dragons charging madly, he immediately released his spiritual power. With a flick of his jade hand, the poisonous spiritual power shot out directly towards the three dragons in front of him. The golden dragon flew away, and Ye Qingge's light golden spiritual power seemed to merge with the bright glazed golden light after touching the golden dragon.
However, the poison that has always been unfavorable has no effect on these three golden-patterned dragons, because all things in the world are in conflict with each other, and this golden-patterned dragon is affected by the Sanskrit Holy Body Buddhist technique. Naturally, It has the aura of Buddhism, and Buddhist techniques are inherently the nemesis of those evil spirits and vicious techniques, so Ye Qingge's spiritual power is naturally greatly reduced by the three golden-patterned dragons.
The purple-black light curtain also began to dim, and the surface continued to have ripples and ripples. It looked like it was crumbling. Ye Qingge's expression changed, and then from the corner of his eye he saw the other two golden-patterned dragons also moving towards it. If five golden-patterned dragons come here, then the magic weapon in her hand may not be able to withstand it.
Although Poison Cultivator's methods are mysterious and unpredictable, but once faced with this situation, he can't help but feel a little helpless. Fortunately, Ye Qingge is not an ordinary person, and his background is extraordinary, so he recovered after just a moment of panic. Calm.
After just a few breaths, a colorful ray of light appeared on Ye Qingge's wrist. The fluctuation of the colorful ray of light seemed very unusual. When the colorful ray of light faded away, only a faint white color remained. Color, and there is a living thing on Ye Qingge's wrist, but it is not a magic weapon.
Zhao Jiuge looked around and saw a white snake about two feet in size, all white, no more than the thickness of a finger. This white snake gave people a noble feeling, and the aura it exuded was only the size of the Nascent Soul Realm. It was currently entangled in Zhao Jiuge's body. On the wrist, there is a snake core lazily spitting out.
Looking at the sudden appearance of the white snake, Zhao Jiuge was a little surprised. Everything about this poison cultivator is related to poison. Although he is not able to control spiritual beasts like the beast cultivator, he still raises some poisonous spiritual beasts. At present, This white snake is undoubtedly full of venom.
As soon as he saw the white snake's pure jade-like forehead, with two slightly raised horns, Zhao Jiuge knew that it was not an ordinary thing. It was only at this time that Ye Qingge released it. It must be Ye Qingge's trump card.
Zhao Jiuge tried hard to recall the "Alien Beasts" he had watched in the sect's treasure pavilion, and then he opened his eyes wide and remembered what species this tiny white snake was! It’s called the Colorful Babel Python!
The Seven-Colored Heavenly Python is already considered a spiritual beast with a relatively high bloodline. It is born with extremely poisonous substances and can poison all living things in the world. It feeds on things full of highly toxic substances. It is extremely precious. Even the Seven-Colored Heavenly Python's body can be used to temper magic weapons. , and the quality must be extraordinary. The most important thing is that this seven-colored heaven-reaching python has its own magical powers and is extremely fierce. Looking at this seven-color heaven-reaching python, it must have been fed by Ye Qingge when it was in its infancy. Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but feel scared, waiting for this When the Seven-Colored Sky-Breaking Python grows up, it may take very few techniques to restrain it.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge was not at all panicked. On the contrary, he was a little excited and full of longing for the southern barbarian forest. It was a vast place with few people and a relatively harsh environment, but there were also many kinds of treasures and spiritual beasts. Otherwise, there would not be a colorful sky. Pythons are such rare things.
The seven-colored sky-reaching python that had just been released, its body as white as jade, was wrapped around Ye Qingge's wrist. It twisted its body lazily, raised its proud head, and looked at the situation around it. However, when it saw the five golden lines swimming around... After that, the fierce aura exuded by the dragon calmed down a little.
Ye Qingge stroked the head of the colorful python with one hand. This tiny colorful python twisted its head cutely, as if it was acting coquettishly toward Ye Qingge. Then it stood up slightly and looked at the scene in front of it proudly. , even in the face of five ferocious golden-patterned dragons, this colorful sky-reaching python is still arrogant, and seems to have some faint disdain.