Originally, the King of Poisonous Anaconda wanted to control the inner alchemy and repair it again, and smash the boy's head.

But he felt the heart-wrenching pain coming from his seven-inch area and the huge hole suddenly appearing on his body, so he could only give up this tempting idea for the time being.

"Cough...cough..."

The Poisonous Anaconda could not help but cough out a large ball of blood from the giant mouth, with tiny internal organ fragments attached to it.

He was extremely weak for a moment and could only look at Wang Zheng opposite him, falling straight from the clouds with disbelief.

Wang Zheng, who was still landing vertically, felt his hands and feet getting cold and gradually began to numb. At this moment, his mind was buzzing and he could not sense anything outside.

The first time he was smashed to pieces, the red clouds under his feet dissipated.

Wang Zheng stared blankly as red blood kept gushing out from his chest, like a red fountain.

He kept trying to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body, trying to release the holy light technique. A series of light columns flashed and disappeared around him, and occasionally a single one was released that could not cover his falling body.

‘Am I going to die? Sure enough, I am still not stable enough? My parents should be very sad. I still have a lot of things I want to do yet…’

"boom--"

With a dull sound, under Wang Zheng's random thoughts, his body fell heavily to the ground.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

The huge impact force caused his spine to fall and deform, and only a little bit of flesh on the right side of his torso was connected together.

At the same time, a large amount of blood began to seep out of Wang Zheng's seven orifices.

What's more serious is that the fall made all the spiritual energy gathered by his efforts disorder, and the Holy Light Technique that had already condensed in his hands suddenly dissipated.

Wang Zheng's consciousness began to blur at this time. He lay on the ground and seemed to hear countless roars coming from his ears.

I wanted to continue mobilizing my spiritual energy but found that I could no longer control the spiritual power in my body.

He stared blankly at the Poison King who had already closed the field in the air and began to descend.

But my body really couldn't move again.

Looking at the sky in the distance, it seemed to have been washed, without a trace of clouds, blue crystal, it looked tall and far, and it looked very beautiful.

‘So that’s how I feel when I’m waiting for death? I wonder if I can go back…’

Gradually, Wang Zheng's eyes began to become congested, and his eyes turned blood red.

Only the data panel in front of me jumped out on its own, still emitting a faint fluorescence, and the physical strength column on it was beating with a dazzling blood warning.

【Physical strength value: 1】

...

At this time, the Poison King had recovered from his human form. He covered his chest with one hand and slowly landed beside Wang Zheng.

Seeing the boy on the ground, half of his body was gone, and his body was still emitting a huge vitality. I have to sigh that this boy's life is really hard.

But so what? I'm almost dying.

As an ordinary awakened person, you want to compete with an old demon king like yourself. Don’t underestimate the value of the demon king too much.

The King of Poisonous Anaconda sneered:

"Now release Huang Zumeng's body, I'll give you some fun!"

Although Wang Zheng could not see anything except the data panel that was still flashing at this moment, and the tinnitus kept coming from his ears, he still heard the words of the Poison King.

He opened his mouth slightly, and spit out two words as angry as if he was absent.

"Silly...pse...cough cough cough..."

It seemed that these two words had used all his strength, and Wang Zheng was still coughing up hot blood at this moment.

The Poisonous Anaconda knew that there was no chance, and her face turned cold at this moment.

I immediately made a decision in my heart.

He killed him directly, no matter whether he could get Huang Zumeng's body after his death, he would flee abroad directly.

When he thought of his future wandering life, the Poison King's anger was even more powerful.

Then he immediately spit out a long green sword made of his fangs from his mouth, and then slashed hard at Wang Zheng's neck after infusing his spiritual energy.

"Puff~~~"

A dull sound like a chop like leather, and the scene of cutting off the other person's neck with an unexpected knife did not appear.

The green bone knife was blocked by a thick scarlet fog after just slashing in less than an inch.

Then the Poison King saw Wang Zheng, who was half dead on the ground, suddenly endless red mist appeared on his body, and in the blink of an eye it wrapped him into a blood-colored cocoon of light.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying pressure surged out of the light cocoon.

This strange aura seems to carry endless years and vicissitudes, and seems to contain devastating killing.

That strong sense of oppression makes people unable to express any resistance at all.

Moreover, as this pressure increased, the entire light cocoon was rippling violently like water waves, as if something was nurturing.

The terrifying power even made people feel suffocating.
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