snake coffin

Chapter 635 Between Chaos
The black light on the top of my head felt the heat wave of the candle whip, and seemed to want to shrink back.

The original snake still had such a warm smile on his face, as if he didn't care at all what the consequences would be if the whip hit me on the head.

Originally, the whip should be drawn quickly, but he seemed to slow it down on purpose.

Allowing the candle to breathe and the whip to slowly wrap around me, he approached me little by little, trying to force my sensual black hair to shrink back.

He was indeed thinking right, the black hair felt pain, and under the surging yang energy of the candle, he began to instinctively want to retreat.

I squinted at the face that looked exactly like Mo Xiu, closed my eyes sharply, and shot the wave-piercing arrow at him.

"He Yue!" The dragon spirit in the cocoon of black hair could actually know my movements, and let out a shrill cry: "You are crazy!"

Even if she knew that the snake's affection was a scam, and even if she cut off the love thread, she still cared more about the snake.

Even if she knew it was Taoist consciousness, she still cared!

The love snake in my body seemed to bite my heart instantly, and I was so painful that I lost consciousness for a moment.

Everything the eyes see is shaking, and it seems to be spinning!

But I closed my eyes, I didn't want to look any more, and let my divine thoughts surge, taking advantage of the dragon spirit's concern for the consciousness of the snake itself, it led all the black hair towards the dragon spirit in the cocoon of black hair.

After coming out of the divine consciousness of the original snake, Long Ling slowed down his witchcraft. He was even sure that with this divine consciousness, I did not dare to kill her anymore, and it was impossible to kill her.

So God made a move and directly penetrated her body.

I let the sharp pain in my heart cause my black hair to suck the vitality of the dragon spirit.

At that moment, I seemed to hear something.

But then I felt a sharp pain in my scalp, and when my whole head seemed to be on fire, I still used my last divine thoughts to attract the black hair to suck the vitality of the dragon spirit.

At the same time, I seemed to hear Long Ling's scream: "Moxiu..."

The flame of the candle and whip flashed by in front of my eyes, and I watched the black hair that had been burnt off, cut off in front of me, and fell directly down the hair.

For a moment, I couldn't feel the pain of being bitten by a snake in my heart, the pain of a broken hair, or the pain of burning my scalp.

Sure enough, more pain is the best way to disperse the pain!
Going forward, the body snake, holding a candle breath whip, wrapped up the wave-piercing arrow.

But because my black hair lost the divine sense connected with me, it flowed down like ordinary hair.

The black hair cocoon was like melting ice cream, and it fell apart in an instant.

But in the middle of the black hair, there is no dragon spirit at all.

There are only countless mushrooms growing vertically and horizontally, and in the middle, a humanoid figure with black hair sucking life.

The snake-scale tentacles transformed by the original poison seem to be still moving, but they don't grow on Long Ling's body, but grow on those mushrooms that are as tall as a person, swimming along the huge fungi.

As the black hair fell off slowly, the entangled figure also disappeared.

But there is still a voice calling in a low voice: "Moxiu..."

It seems that the sound made by those mushrooms emerging from the bottom layer, or the sound of spores coming out of a hole on the top of the mushroom cap, are all whispering: Moxiu... Moxiu...

I still have the severe pain from the fire on my head, but looking at these fungi that are surging with the poison of origin, I suddenly feel less pain.

The divine consciousness of the snake itself seemed to be stunned as it whipped the piercing arrow with the breath of the candle.

Following the flicker of the candle and whip, the wave-piercing arrow made of iron instantly turned into a stream of molten iron.

I took a step back in fright, looking at the fungi that were still multiplying and growing rapidly due to parasitism, they seemed to be calling softly: Moxiu, Moxiu.

"What is this?" He frowned, looked at me in the blink of an eye and asked, "Can you kill Long Ling?"

I didn't think it would actually work.

But after thinking about it, the existence of Huaxu Zhiyuan is actually similar to the snake coffin.

Even now, except for the few people who can freely enter and exit the snake coffin, those in the Xuanmen who enter Qingshui Town are still suppressed and may even die first.

Huaxu Zhiyuan also has that kind of stele, and it might suppress Long Ling to a certain extent.

So when Ana left Feng's house that year, maybe she discovered something.

Otherwise, if she is so powerful, she would not be called a god in the Feng family, but she would become a witch god in Bashan.

"She..." The main snake slowly turned its head to look at me, but there was still a warm smile on its face: "Is it completely destroyed?"

The fungus reproduced very quickly, and the spore powder that Zhang Hanzhu found from nowhere seemed to speed up the reproduction period.

Especially at this time, on some umbrellas as tall as a person, there are things like air holes spraying spores outward.

Some of these things turn into powder, some turn into silk, and some are invisible...

But every pore opening, or every fungus emerging from the root, seems to be the voice of the dragon spirit whispering: Moxiu...

Enduring the pain on my scalp, I backed away slowly, not daring to touch the spore powder.

The main body snake is still approaching me step by step, smiling harmlessly, still makes me feel love, but it is so fearful.

I suddenly understood what Liu Longting meant when he said “seeing brings fear”!

"What is this? Can it kill Long Ling?" He seemed to be very concerned about this.

At the last moment, I used my divine sense so much that my brain seemed to explode, and I didn't know what was going on with my hair.

But he didn't dare to inhale, so he had to use the turtle's breathing technique to hold his breath, cut the robe with a stone knife, and turned it around on the top of his head.

Even if I can't see my scalp, I'm afraid that my skin and flesh will be torn to pieces if I get hit by the candle's whip.

The spore powder grows when it is stained with blood, and even Long Ling's soul has been sucked away. I don't want to die yet.

Seeing me retreating, the body snake was still approaching step by step.

But he can't do it unless he approaches, because the fungi are growing at a rapid speed.

The first batch of spores spewed out and fell down, and the rotting giant fungus became a breeding ground for fungal growth later.

Originally, it only grew a place that was more than one person wide, but after I took a few steps back, it has expanded to the size of half a basketball court.

This is because there are too many, and the spore powder can already be seen flying in the air like a mist, looking for a suitable parasitic place.

Although this place was compacted into the ground, there was no wind, but the umbrella sprayed out with a "pop", and the spores could fly far away by taking advantage of the momentum.

The voice calling "Moxiu" echoed, I didn't dare to delay any longer, took out the magic amulet and stuck it on, ready to run away.

But as soon as the amulet was attached to my leg, before I could turn around, it burned into ashes with a "wow".

My leg was burned by the fire, and it hurt a little, so I hurriedly took out the remaining talisman paper.

But as soon as he touched the talisman paper, there was another flash of fire.

Whether it was the magical talisman that He Shou gave me before or the half of the talisman paper that He Gu gave me as lucky money on the Spring Festival, they all turned into ashes in an instant.

Forget about the magic talisman, many of the other half of the talisman papers are aggressive, and after being burned by the fire, there is not even the sound of a chestnut being fried.

It seems that all the talisman papers are just pieces of burning paper under this flame.

My whole body was in pain, but I suddenly felt tremendous fear. I clenched the stone knife, turned around and ran away.

Such things as spiritual consciousness generally have specific boundaries.

For example, it can only appear in one place, and only in the presence of a certain person.

As long as I run out of the range where my spiritual consciousness can appear, this spiritual consciousness will not be able to catch up.

But as soon as I started to run, my legs felt a burst of burning pain, and a candle breath whip directly wrapped around my ankle.

That divine sense seemed to pull me back on my stomach with just a little force, and then pulled me lightly with the candle breath.

I was flipped over like a fish in a pot.

His back hit hard on the ground that was pressed harder than iron.

A stream of congestion spurted out of his mouth, surrounded by clusters of blood clots.

The black blood clots were like the thick phlegm that Tian Yanyan had spit out before he died. There were thin black snakes inside.

I suddenly felt that maybe I was really going to die!

Looking up at the body snake: "Long Ling is not dead, these fungi are her. She said that her divine punishment is immortal, but she changes her body again and again, what is immortal! Now it is!"

"Let me ask you, what is this?" The snake nodded gently.

The fingertips seemed to be following a streamer, and with a light pull, a wisp of spore powder was drawn out.

With a wave of my hand, the cloth on my head fell down.

He led the wisp of spore powder to shake on top of my head: "If you don't tell me, you will really be like a dragon spirit. If you wake up as a dragon spirit, you will also be punished by the gods. Since she behaved in this way Immortal, and so are you!"

(End of this chapter)