A gust of wind blew from afar. Black fog billowed at the peak of Ghost Cry Ridge, and an unimaginably huge creature descended from the sky.
In fact, the creature's body was incomparably huge. It did not fly high in the air, but left a large section of its tail below the ground. As it moved forward, the surrounding soil naturally broke open and then gathered behind it, as if it did not cause any damage to the ground.
Its body straightened up high, and just like that, it re-entered the belly of the mountain.
When the incomparably huge snake head appeared in front of He Yiming and the others again, everyone was secretly shocked.
The Dragon-Snake, an existence that stood at the top of the sacred beasts, was actually in such a sorry state.
Faint wounds that were about a foot long could be seen all over its body. These wounds were faintly red, and even its scales felt like they were cracked.
Although these foot-long wounds were almost undetectable to the Dragon-Snake, in the eyes of He Yiming and the others, they were so terrifying.
After all, if a few of those wounds were to be inflicted on a human, even a powerhouse at the peak of the human path would probably die without a burial place.
Not only that, but there were also some bloodstains on the Dragon-Snake's body. Just by looking at the amount of blood, one could tell that it was definitely not human blood. This was because even if the blood on a human's body was drained dry, it would be impossible to obtain such a terrifying amount.
The surrounding black fog surged madly, desperately pouring into the Dragon-Snake's body. He Yiming's eyes narrowed slightly. He could sense that the almost surging power of the world was being absorbed by the Dragon-Snake just like that.
The power of the world in the black fog was indeed unimaginably huge. Even with a body like the Dragon-Snake's, it was impossible for it to absorb all of it.
When the power of the world in the black fog reached a certain level, the Dragon-Snake's body suddenly lit up.
Amidst the pure black mist on the peak, a green light shone.
If it were not for He Yiming's extraordinary eyesight, he would not have noticed this change at all.
Immediately after, something that surprised He Yiming happened. The wounds on the Dragon-Snake's body were rapidly disappearing. In just a moment, they were all gone.
Not only that, but even the broken scales on its body were as good as new, without a single crack.
He Yiming gasped. He did not expect the huge Dragon-Snake to have such an ability in the black fog. Was this not equivalent to carrying countless white stones with him and being able to replenish them without limit?
A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. No wonder even a powerhouse at the peak of the human path dared not enter Ghost Cry Ridge to challenge the snake.
Because in this environment surrounded by black fog, the Dragon-Snake was an existence with an immortal body, just like 108. If he wanted to win, or even kill, there was only one word to describe it — wishful thinking.
Finally, the green light slowly dissipated. When all of this disappeared, the dragon-snake's body returned to normal except for a few spots of blood that had not faded away.
After doing all this, the Dragon-Snake crawled down again. Its body dived into the belly of the mountain, only revealing its terrifying head. It silently looked at He Yiming and the others.
He Yiming shuddered deeply. He was not Baozhu, nor was he White Horse Lightning. He had nothing in common with this terrifying giant beast.
The Dragon-Snake suddenly opened its mouth and roared softly. He Yiming did not understand, but he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a missing fang in the Dragon-Snake's mouth. Judging from the wound, it seemed to have just been broken.
He was shocked. He knew that this must be the wound left by Great Ancestor Yellow Spring.
He Yiming shuddered at the thought of the old man's power.
Now that he thought about it, he was really lucky to have been able to fight with him and safely escape from his pursuit.
Baozhu leaped to the side of the giant snake. The giant snake tilted its head and stared coldly at Baozhu with its huge eyes.
However, no matter how terrifying the giant snake's appearance was, He Yiming's mind clearly told him that the Dragon-Snake had no malice toward Baozhu and White Horse.
It was a very strange feeling. It was as if after being alone for countless years, it suddenly saw its companions, so it was very happy.
He Yiming could not explain why the Dragon-Snake was so easily fooled by Baozhu and rushed out to find trouble with Great Ancestor Yellow Spring without saying a word.
He Yiming coughed softly and condensed his voice into a line and transmitted it to Baozhu's ears.
"Ask him how the guy outside is doing."
Baozhu was obviously very concerned about this problem. It opened its mouth without hesitation and roared.
The little guy's voice was usually not very loud, but at this moment, it seemed as frightening as thunder. Although it was not as exaggerated as its roar, it was still extraordinary.
The Dragon-Snake also roared a few times. In contrast, Baozhu's roar was urgent and fast, while the Dragon-Snake's roar was a little slow, but it was full of a kind of power that Baozhu did not have.
After receiving the Dragon-Snake's answer, Baozhu opened its mouth and laughed wildly.
It was rare to see a pig laughing like this.
He Yiming took out the tracker and asked in a low voice, "What did they say?"
He did not know what 108 was doing on the other side of the tracker. Every time he heard a question, he could always answer it in time. He Yiming wondered if this guy was specifically watching this thing. Otherwise, how could he be so fast?
Sure enough, 108's familiar voice immediately sounded from the tracker.
"Baozhu asked about the whereabouts of Old Ancestor Yellow Spring. The Dragon-Snake said that it had driven him away."
He Yiming let out a long breath, but he was also a little disappointed in his heart.
With the ability of the Dragon-Snake, it could only drive him away. It could be seen that the strongest person at the peak of humanity was really not someone he could provoke.
As if it had noticed He Yiming's small movements, the Dragon-Snake's eyes turned slowly, as if in slow motion, allowing He Yiming to easily capture the trajectory of the eyes. However, what made He Yiming feel a chill in his heart was that the Dragon-Snake's eyes seemed to be aimed at him, and this gaze carried a bone-chilling coldness.
A powerful chill that seemed to be about to imprison him enveloped him, and a mountain-like consciousness pressed down from the Dragon-Snake's body.
He Yiming's hair stood on end, and the essential Qi in his body circulated endlessly. The mysterious patterns on the Central World of the Five Elements Ring also slowly began to flicker with light, as if they would be activated at any time.
What made He Yiming gnash his teeth in hatred was the divine weapon, the Nine Dragons Cauldron.
This fellow stayed in the territory of the Fire Attribute Force and did not care about what was going on in the outside world. Even his sincere request was ignored. At this moment, when it sensed a great crisis, the fire cauldron still did not respond at all.
He Yiming cursed in his heart. Could it be that the fire cauldron was only willing to release a little power when he was about to die?
At this moment, He Yiming missed the good old days when the Nine Dragons Cauldron had not entered the Five Elements Ring.
At that time, he could take and use whatever he wanted. Although the power released by the Nine Dragons Cauldron was far from what it was now, it was much more flexible in its use.
Under the pressure of the Dragon-Snake's dignity, He Yiming's essential Qi had been raised to the peak, and the light in his hands faintly emitted. As long as the Dragon-Snake showed any signs of attacking, He Yiming would definitely take out the Five Elements Ring and smash it together, then turn around and run.
As long as he could escape from the heavy black fog, he believed that the Dragon-Snake would be helpless against him.
However, at this moment, a white figure flashed. He Yiming did not know when the White Horse Lightning, who had been following behind He Yiming, stepped forward bravely and stood in front of him. Its whole body was brimming with an unyielding fighting spirit, and the single horn on its head was surrounded by purple lightning. It seemed that a powerful Lightning attack would be launched at any time.
The Dragon-Snake was obviously stunned for a moment, then it let out a soft roar from its mouth.
Although this sound was already very oppressive for it, in He Yiming's ears, it was still like a muffled thunder roaring.
The white horse gave a long neigh, as if to make some kind of response. Its voice was sonorous and powerful, without the slightest intention of retreating, enduring, or compromising.
He Yiming's heart skipped a beat. He could clearly sense the white horse's mood at the moment, and he also understood the white horse's intention of stepping forward. His heart was faintly hot. He took a step forward and jumped on the white horse's back.
The man and the horse stood with their heads held high and chests puffed out as they confronted the behemoth in front of them.
Although the size of the two sides were far apart, and even the power emitted from their bodies was the same, He Yiming and the white horse did not show the slightest fear.
Baozhu suddenly jumped over. It came in front of the white horse and jumped up and down, shouting something.
The Dragon-Snake's big eyes blinked a few times, and the tension in the air gradually dissipated.
Obviously, under the protest of the two sacred beasts, although he did not have a good impression of He Yiming, he had already recognized his existence.
At this point, He Yiming was relieved. It was not until this moment that he realized that his back was already drenched in cold sweat.
The white horse's taut body also relaxed. It swung its tail confidently, and together with the Precious Pig, it began a conversation between sacred beasts with this huge creature.
He Yiming did not dare to use the tracking device this time, but he had a feeling that 108 should be coming here as soon as possible.
Looking into the distance, He Yiming secretly prayed in his heart that 108 would come back soon, and that Old Ancestor Netherworld would leave quickly. He did not want to set up an ambush around the Crying Ghost Ridge. He did not want to stay here for a quarter of an hour.
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Book Title: Super Immortal Doctor
Book Number: 1650213
Introduction: He is a rookie school doctor in the Yong City University Hospital. He has just graduated and stepped into society.
He is an immortal doctor with superb medical skills who has saved countless lives. He is proficient in both Chinese and Western medicine.
What kind of sparks will be created when two contrasting identities appear in the same person?
Medical novels ^ _ ^ (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original reading!)
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