When Shen Luo heard the man in white's words, he stopped hiding and jumped down from the tree.
"Are you okay?" Shen Luo asked.
Yuanyuan shook her head, indicating that she was fine.
However, she couldn't understand the situation in front of her. She didn't understand why the man in white suddenly killed the others, and why he seemed to have bad intentions towards them.
However, with Shen Luo and Wu Man Er by her side, she inexplicably felt a lot more at ease. She immediately landed and helped Ye Ling up.
At this time, she found that her companion's body was stiff, and she was staring at the man in white with a face full of horror.
"Sister Feihong, what's wrong with you?" She asked in confusion.
"It's him, it's him … the anaconda monster, it's him …" Feihong screamed in horror.
Yuanyuan suddenly remembered that when she hurriedly escaped, she saw a white shadow in the distance. Wasn't it the man in front of her?
"It's you …" Anger burned in her heart instantly, but her body instinctively felt a little cold.
It was a fear that came from the bottom of her heart and seeped out from her bones.
"So it's the fish that escaped the net that day. That's just right. Today I can reunite your clan." Seeing this, the anaconda monster stared straight at Yuanyuan and grinned.
Yuanyuan felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and the hatred in her heart was about to drown her reason.
At this time, a figure stood in front of her. Shen Luo stood over.
"Ye Ling Mei Clan, besides them, is there anyone else alive?" Shen Luo asked calmly.
"Missing the two of them is already a big mistake. How can there be anyone alive? Are you kidding me?" The man in white frowned.
"That's enough." Shen Luo's voice became cold.
"What's enough?" The man in white narrowed his slender eyes and asked in confusion.
"Enough reason to kill you." Shen Luo snorted coldly, and the momentum that he had been suppressing suddenly erupted.
The man in white's pupils shrank, and he said in horror, "How can it be? Are you at the Late-stage of the Mahayana Realm?"
Shen Luo didn't answer him, and his figure had already flashed out.
The man in white only saw a flash of moonlight in front of his eyes, and Shen Luo's figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
He held a Dragon Horn Awl that was flashing with golden light in his hand and pierced towards the white-clothed man's chest.
The white-clothed man could feel the True Dragon's aura coming from the Dragon Horn Awl. He could not suppress the fluctuations in his blood.
Almost all aquatic creatures in the world were considered to be part of the Flood Dragon's bloodline. Their innate bloodline would be suppressed by the True Dragon's bloodline. Therefore, the anaconda demon also instinctively felt a strong sense of oppression.
The mana in his body began to circulate crazily. His eyes flashed with a purple light. His body shook violently. He struggled to break free from the suppression, but it was too late for him to escape.
"Chi" a sound was heard!
The Dragon Horn Awl pierced through the man's chest.
Shen Luo's eyes narrowed. When he saw that there was no blood on the man's chest, he knew that he had been tricked.
The front of his Dragon Horn Awl suddenly lost its strength, as if it had stabbed into empty space.
The white-clothed man in front of him quickly shriveled and turned into an empty skin bag. Then, he rushed towards Shen Luo.
The distance was too close, and the unforeseen event happened too fast. Shen Luo did not have time to withdraw his hand. He could only tilt his body.
The shriveled skin bag did not manage to pounce on his body. It only wrapped around one of his arms tightly.
Shen Luo then realized that the skin bag was covered with diamond-shaped patterns. It was the snakeskin shed by the anaconda demon.
Then, the snakeskin that was wrapped around Shen Luo's arm suddenly lit up with a dark green light. There was a decaying aura coming out from it.
The clothes on Shen Luo's arm were quickly corroded and dissolved. Thick white smoke rose.
He used his mind, and a red light appeared on his arm. A layer of Red Lotus Hellfire appeared on the surface of his body and protected his skin.
When the red flame came into contact with the snakeskin, the snakeskin that was emitting a green light suddenly expanded rapidly.
Shen Luo knew that something was wrong. He immediately used the Crescent Step and moved horizontally. He rushed a thousand feet away and fell into the miasma rain.
Just when he was far away from Wu Man Er and the other man, the swollen snakeskin suddenly exploded.
"Boom!" A loud sound was heard.
A dense dark green poisonous gas spread out and submerged Shen Luo's entire body.
Although he had stopped breathing in time, he still felt a burning sensation in his throat. Then, his vision began to blur.
At this moment, a soft chant was heard.
A circle of green light lit up under Shen Luo's body, and an ancient formation appeared in it.
Strands of green light rose from the ground in the formation, constantly brushing Shen Luo's body.
Shen Luo soon felt a cooling sensation all over his body, and his vision became clear again.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a white shadow flashing behind Wu Man Er and attacking her from the back. He immediately shouted, "Hey!"
"Be careful …"
Wu Man Er reacted quickly. Her hands changed the pattern and she shouted in a low voice, "Dance of Thorns!"
In the next moment, the ground beneath her trembled violently, and greenish-black vines as thick as an arm suddenly emerged from the ground. They were covered with black steel needle-like thorns, and they pierced towards the white-robed man who was attacking her.
The man did not have time to dodge, and he plunged into the thorns.
Wu Man Er nimbly jumped out of the thistles and thorns, waving her hands in the air.
The thorns on the ground suddenly grew crazily. The thorns and vines intertwined with each other and tied the man in white to the ground.
However, the man in white revealed a ferocious smile. A white light flashed around his body, and he turned into the real body of a white snake. He slithered out of his clothes and attacked Wu Man Er again.
Wu Man Er suddenly retracted her hands, and the thorns in the thorns also tightened.
However, the white snake skin was as hard as steel. It was scratched by layers of thorns, but only a string of red sparks appeared. It did not cause any substantial damage at all.
He quickly moved out of the thorns and opened his bloody mouth to bite Wu Man Er's head.
"Dust Blade." Wu Man Er calmly uttered the words.
Beside her, a yellow halo lit up on the ground. Two clay dolls made of yellow soil rose quickly. They held weapons in their hands and slashed toward the white anaconda's head.
"Crack!" Two sounds were heard.
The two long blades slashed the anaconda's head from the left and right. Although they did not kill the anaconda, the two blades were still able to hold the anaconda's head in place.
The white, bloody mouth was only inches away from Wu Man Er, but it could not move any further.
At this moment, a long scarlet tongue suddenly stretched out from his bloody mouth. It turned into a red light and stabbed toward Wu Man Er.
"Fog Kill."
Just as the red light hit Barbarian Wu, her figure dissipated like smoke.
Then, a thick fog filled the surrounding area, covering the area of a few hundred feet. Nothing could be seen clearly.
Shen Luo noticed that the fog interfered with his Divine Sense. For a moment, he could not determine Wu Man Er's position.
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