Snakes have a cold body, cunning nature, cold-bloodedness and a penchant for killing. They have been often said to be unlucky in the Central Plains since ancient times.
Bai Yunsheng also had a very bad impression of snakes - back then in the Yidi Mountain Demon Territory, it was the Fat Yi clan who led the rebellion.
So at this time, he was flying over a stretch of snake valley, and his mood was naturally not much better.
The Four Snakes Valley, which is extremely feared by people in Tingyanlong, is not ugly in appearance, but has lush foliage and lush scenery. But Bai Yunsheng also knows very well that under this vigorous vitality, there is always a fatal danger.
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Ever since he entered the valley, there were traces of snakes everywhere he passed. Snakes are masters of disguise and top hunters. In this deep mountain valley, scenes of cold-blooded killings are happening all the time.
Flying all the way, passing through seven or eight mountains, a figure in black stopped in front of a towering mountain peak.
The mountain peaks are strange and strange, and the sky is full of feet. The mountainside is surrounded by green trees, and the green line is covered with golden trees. From a distance, it looks like a golden flame that burns endlessly and shines brightly.
The man in black hesitated for a moment, then flew towards the "golden flame". However, just as he approached the mountainside, a sharp shout blew in his face:
"Who! How dare you break into the Holy King Peak!"
The one shouting was a snake-headed demon soldier, wearing dark gold armor and rugged fangs.
The man in black wore a huge robe and hat, covering his face until only his mouth was left. Unfortunately, he didn't even open his mouth. He raised his hand and took out a shining golden token, with a small snake neatly drawn on it.
Holy word.
"ah?!"
The snake-headed soldier stared with narrow eyes, and he was so frightened that he didn't know where to go. He knelt down and trembled: "Little... little... I didn't know that the master is coming. The crime... deserves death!"
The man in black didn't even curl his mouth, "Whoosh!" The snake-headed soldier felt a cool breeze rising in front of him. He hesitated for a while before raising his head, only to find that there was no one in front of him.
"call."
The snake-headed soldier breathed out a sigh of relief and was about to get up and return to his sentry post.
"puff!"
A wisp of invisible sword energy shot into the back of his heart, shattering his heart instantly, and a snake corpse rolled into the forest.
The gate of the Holy King's Palace is a huge open snake head, standing more than 20 feet tall. The two sinister snake teeth on the top of the head make people feel frightened.
The man in black just now is waiting in Shekou.
Soon, a soldier walked out of the snake head. His armor was similar to the one at the foot of the mountain, but the color changed to red gold.
"Sir, the Holy King invites you."
The man in black followed the demon soldiers into the eerie Snake Palace.
After a while.
"There is no one else here, why don't the Spirit Master show his true face to others."
A deep voice rang out in the hall, and the words came from behind the inverted throne, with no one visible on the throne.
The man in black robe took off his robe and hat, and it turned out to be His Majesty Lingxiao who was listening to Yanlong. However, here, His Majesty looked particularly reserved. After looking around for a moment, he actually bowed and said in awe:
"Lingxiao pays homage to the Holy King!"
"Hahahaha. The spirit is respectful. You are in charge of Tingyanlong, and your status is equal to mine. Get up."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clicking sound, and the throne rotated back to the right position. On the seat was a man with an upright face, dressed in brocade clothes, but his pair of narrow golden eyes were set in a broad face, which looked extremely incongruous.
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The leader of the four snake kings in the Four Snake Valley - the overlord who has reigned supreme for thousands of generations - the Holy Snake King Langsha stands here.
"This should be the first time you and I have met. Come, please give me a seat!"
After Lang Sha finished speaking, a blond woman with "no clothes on" brought out a wooden chair from the side hall and placed it behind Ling Xiao.
"Thank you, Holy King."
Lingxiao bowed and thanked him, but did not sit down directly.
Lang Sha returned to the throne, raised his eyes and asked:
"Lingzun has been running all the way, so I won't talk nonsense. I wonder what the outcome of this plan will be?"
Lang Sha's seemingly casual question caused the splendid Holy King's Palace to fall completely silent, making Ling Xiao feel a little unsure.
After hesitating for a while, he said:
"Holy King, the oracle spiritual stone... has not been obtained."
Lang Sha's smiling eyes suddenly narrowed hard, and then asked:
"Oh? Did Lingqing still refuse to hand over the golden flute after hearing your words?"
"No, Lingqing had surrendered after receiving the message from the Holy King, but afterwards she did not hesitate to burn her karma, desperately escaped from the Lingyan tribe with the golden flute, and joined forces with other tribes to fight..."
"Don't tell me what I know!"
Langsha abruptly interrupted Lingxiao's explanation, and the goodwill on his face had already gone out of his mind.
"Yes! I had already captured Lingqing, but unexpectedly, an expert helped her secretly. Instead, I defeated me, forced me to submit, and handed over the blood flute to Lingqing. From now on, we will rule Tingyanlong..."
"I just want to know where the spirit stone is!"
Langsha had lost all patience with Lingxiao's "long-winded" explanation, and his voice was full of scolding.
His voice shocked the Holy King's Palace into silence.
Lingxiao was also startled and reacted for a while before saying again:
"Back to the Holy King, I tried my best to escape from Tingyanlong and brought out the blood flute, so the spirit stone is still in the flute of mercy."
Langsha's slightly narrowed golden eyes were breathtaking. He patiently stood up, walked a few steps, and asked:
"You just said that there is an expert helping Lingqing, do you know who it is?"
Lingxiao said half-truthfully:
"According to my speculation, this person should come from the outside world. He has blue hair and blue eyes. He wields a bloody sword. His cultivation level...is already approaching that of the Holy King."
Langsha thought for a long time and said, "Oh? People from the outside world?"
He is certainly not a fool. Kunlun Mountain has been isolated from the outside world for a long time, but at this time, a "foreigner" suddenly appears and helps Lingqing return to Ting Yanlong. Things will definitely not be that simple.
"It doesn't matter, as long as the blood flute is still there. The spiritual master is tired from the trek, so he will rest at my Holy King Peak for a few days. Someone, come and take the spiritual master to Dihuang Pavilion."
Langsha didn't give Lingxiao any time to refuse. After saying that, the attendant had already walked behind Lingxiao.
The down-and-out His Highness the Spirit Lord had no other choice but to bite the bullet and said:
"Thank you, Holy King."
Just as he was about to start, Lingxiao turned around and said:
"Holy King, as far as I know, the mysterious man who helped Lingqing has come to the Four Snakes Valley. His target... seems to be Lingshi too. Holy King, it's better to be careful."
"Um."
Lang Sha waved his hand casually, and the thick throne slowly turned back.
We walked westward around the mountain for almost half a quarter of an hour before we arrived at the Dihuang Pavilion assigned to Lingxiao. There was a solitary building in the courtyard with old tiles. Although the surrounding scenery was beautiful, we couldn't escape the desolation we encountered.
Watching Lingxiao walk into Dihuang Pavilion, the attendant who led the way said with a little respect: "Your Majesty, I am Liu Han, please come to me anytime if you need me."
"Give me information about the Four Snakes Valley."
Ling Xiao's voice came from behind the door, and the attendant nodded in agreement and left.
The next morning.
Lang Sha opened his golden eyes after a night of practice and saw Liu Han kneeling under the throne. He felt a little unhappy and asked:
"Why are you here?"
"Lord Holy King, I have something important to report!"
Liu Han looked quite reserved, obviously trying to contain the panic in his heart.
"What's up?"
Liu Han has lived on the Holy King Peak for hundreds of years, so he naturally knows Lang Sha’s temper. What he said next made him tremble with fear:
"Reply to the Holy King, Lord Lingxiao is missing!"
"Huh?" Wolf Shadun, who was already unhappy, became angry and shouted sternly, "Trash! How could a living person be missing? Go and look for me!!"
"Yes...yes!"
Liu Han's liver and gallbladder were trembling, and he was about to leave the hall when Lang Sha called him back:
"etc!"
Liu Han had no choice but to kneel back.
"What did he do last night?"
"Back to the Holy King, Lord Lingxiao asked his subordinates for information on the Four Snakes Valley."
After hearing this, Lang Sha contemplated for a long time before casually waving his hand away and dismissed the attendant.
The Holy Palace returned to loneliness, but Lang Sha felt slightly uneasy in his heart.
When Lingxiao first arrived at the Four Snakes Valley, it was understandable that he wanted information to understand the situation, but it was strange that after he read the information, the people disappeared!
Lang Sha walked around the palace unnaturally. After a while, he ordered to the darkness of the side palace:
"Phantom, you immediately go and listen to Yanlong to conduct a thorough investigation of the Lingyan clan. I want to know all the information about the recent incident."
There was no human voice responding in the deserted darkness, only an imperceptible breeze drifting by.
The scheming Langsha's eyes were like swords, and he teleported away.