I create elves in a rejuvenated world

Chapter 228

"Brother, do we want to do something?" Hidden in a secret corner, Du Xiaoyun gently asked Wang Xiaoyang.

The beheading team is now only less than three kilometers away from the cold-scaled horned python, so they must be careful in their actions, otherwise they are likely to be discovered by the opponent.

"Let's wait for now." Wang Xiaoyang said slowly after deliberation, "Our main purpose of coming here this time is to kill the cold-scaled python, but now the number of strange beasts outside can consume us to death. There is only one chance, and we can't just startle the snake."

"Then shall we wait until night?" Du Xiaoyun asked.

"Wait!" Wang Xiaoyang made a decision, "At that time, according to the plan, I will first lure...be careful!"

Wang Xiaoyang suddenly yelled, and then a dazzling thunder burst out from his hand, entangled everyone else, and instantly exploded at a very high speed, leading the members of the beheading team away from their original positions.

Then, the second after Wang Xiaoyang and the others left, a snake tail full of anger crashed down, directly razing that location to the ground.

"Has it been discovered?" About 100 meters away from the original place, Wang Xiaoyang waved his hand to break the chasing shock wave, looking gloomy at the snake body that was covered by dust and turned into a huge snake not far away.

"hiss!"

As the smoke and dust dispersed, a large white snake with a length of nearly 50 meters and violently fluctuating ice energy slowly appeared in front of the beheading team.

Cold scale horned python.

It's just that the extremely hard silver horn on the top of the cold scaled python's head, which should have been a symbol of its strength, has disappeared, leaving only a root of about [-] centimeters.

"Cold scale horned python, old friend wants to meet, is that how you say hello?" Wang Xiaoyang waved his hand to signal the others to leave quickly, and provocatively said to the other party.

"Wang, Xiao, Yang—"

The cold scaled horned python spit out these three words one by one, and the pronunciation is quite standard.

Seventh-order alien beasts, like human transcendents of the same level, are existences that have completely transcended their own racial restrictions and are moving towards a higher level of life.

So for them, wanting to learn another language is just a matter of effort, it depends on whether they want to learn or not.

"Wang Xiaoyang, I will never forget that smell on your body!" The cold scale horned python stuck out its tongue subconsciously when he said this, and it was this habit from the original race that allowed him to find Wang Xiaoyang who had been prepared for such a long distance.

It's just that this cold-scaled python's proficiency in Donghuang language is obviously not very high, so there is not much tone support in what it says, which leads to a mismatch between its sound and its expression.

Of course, this is not important, the cold-scaled horned python's monstrous murderous aura is already very telling.

"Hahaha! So that's the case, one hundred secrets and one sparse." Wang Xiaoyang laughed three times, and then quickly adjusted his mentality, "I think with the relationship between us, there is no need to continue talking nonsense?"... Said Then, Wang Xiaoyang pulled out the battle knife that looked riddled with holes on his back, and said calmly: "I only used it to cut off your horn back then, this time, I will kill you!"

The cold-scaled horned python ran away instantly when it saw this scene, because it clearly remembered that it was the knife, the knife that beheaded its companion and cut off its own horn.

"Wang Xiaoyang! You are looking for death!" The cold-scaled horned python didn't talk nonsense, and immediately opened its mouth, and a majestic cold air sprayed out.

However, Wang Xiaoyang had expected it a long time ago. In an instant, he turned into lightning and flew to the back of the cold-scaled horned python, and then chopped it off with a single blow.

"hiss!

! ”

Although the cold-scaled horned python was not injured too badly by relying on its solid scale armor defense, but this knife at the same position as back then directly devoured the cold-scaled horned python's little sanity left after seeing Wang Xiaoyang.

"Wang Xiaoyang! I want your life!" The cold-scaled python, which had completely started to run away, couldn't care about anything else. It immediately fought with Wang Xiaoyang, and then, under the guidance of the other party, quickly went to the direction where the strange beasts gathered.

Seeing the two high-ranking powerhouses who were getting further and further away from the Vietnam War, the other members of the beheading team who had been hiding in places since the start of the battle showed their heads.

"Although there was an accident, it went smoothly according to the commander's plan." Hong Xin said with some emotion.

A few days ago, after they knew that the target of this time was the cold scaled python, Wang Xiaoyang quickly made a plan for it: that is to use the cold scaled horned python's hatred towards him, and let him anger the opponent first, and then try to see if he can reproduce the battle situation of the year.

Judging from the current situation, Wang Xiaoyang seems to have succeeded.

On the other side, as the cold-scaled python was getting closer and closer to the place where the strange beasts gathered under Wang Xiaoyang's lure, he felt a little inexplicably flustered in his heart for some reason.

Things went so smoothly that even Wang Xiaoyang couldn't believe it.

However, Wang Xiaoyang really didn't look like a fake when he saw the cold-scaled horned python's furious appearance, so it shouldn't be this guy's problem.

"Could it be that there is still a seventh-level alien beast ambushing me?" Wang Xiaoyang's heart jumped, and he thought that according to the information this time, there are three seventh-level alien beasts in the beast tide, so his guess is not impossible.

So Wang Xiaoyang immediately relaxed the frequency of melee combat with the cold-scaled python, and instead used various long-range thunder elemental energy attacks. At the same time, he secretly pinched the small box in his hand, ready to take the medicine immediately if something happened.

As the battlefield between the two gradually approached the herd of alien beasts, Wang Xiaoyang's worry really happened, but it was not another seventh-order alien beast, but the sound of flutes that seemed extremely clear.

"The flute?"

Just when Wang Xiaoyang was wondering, he suddenly felt the tyrannical feeling on the cold-scaled horned python disappear quickly, and then he looked into the other's eyes, and there was only calmness, hatred, and a bit of banter left in it.

"Wang Xiaoyang, do you think I'll be fooled by you again? Suffer!" Not only did the cold-scaled pythons that had woken up start to show their physical advantages, but also three people appeared in the group of alien beasts they had approached. A sixth-order beast and several fifth-order beasts continued to attack Wang Xiaoyang.

Although the attacks of these mid-level beasts were not enough to cause too much effective damage to Wang Xiaoyang, but because of their interference, Wang Xiaoyang, who was not already dominant, was even more restrained.

Count it up!

This word flashed across Wang Xiaoyang's mind in an instant, and at the same time he also understood that the cold-scaled horned python would definitely not be able to think of this idea, so there is only one answer:

Beastmen.

And the sound of the flute that is flying on the battlefield should also be the work of those people from the Beast God Sect.

"This group of people rape!" Wang Xiaoyang's face was ashen. Although he can barely continue to fight against the cold-scaled horned python, if this continues, his body will not last long! .

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