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Chapter 896

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When she flew close to the snake, Zhen Xiaoxiao found that it was already dead.

Its blood stopped flowing, and its heart stopped beating.

"Huh? What the hell? "Reaching out to touch the snake's body, Zhen Xiaoxiao's eyes shifted to the noose on the snake's head.

She thought that the metal object worn on the beast's head was a powerful decoration. Not only was it inlaid with jewels, but it was also forged with long thorns to increase the lethality of the collision attack.

However, now that she looked carefully, Zhen Xiaoxiao found that the metal noose had many branches that were deeply embedded in the Wind Python's skull.

She probed her divine sense into the Wind Python's head and found that its brain had been smashed like paste.

Hiss!

Immediately retracting her small hand, Zhen Xiaoxiao gasped.

From this snake's corpse, for the first time, she experienced the cruelty of the Northern Rock cultivators who controlled the war beasts.

They didn't need to surrender spiritually. They only needed to use magic treasures to directly control their brains.

The master of this Wind Snake must be Long Fish Yan Shan.

Once the beast master's soul was destroyed, the war beasts controlled by him would also die immediately.

There was no loyalty, let alone comrade-in-arms. It was a complete suppression of one party against the other, using violence to control violence!

"Small Gruel, check if there are any traps on this noose."

Long Fish Yan Shan died in the space tunnel. At the moment of his death, the spiritual imprint of the ancestor burst out of his body, but it could not lock on the murderer or even determine the location of his death. Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't want to go around in circles for a long time and suffer losses from this Northern Rock beast-controlling magic treasure that controlled the big snake.

"No."

After carefully checking the noose, Small Gruel put it back into Zhen Xiaoxiao's hand. After all, there were still many undeveloped areas in Xiqi. Although there was friction between Northern Rock and Southern Tripod, there had never been a case of death of a disciple from the five families.

Who could imagine that Long Fish Yan Shan, who was protected by an old Nascent Soul servant, would inexplicably disappear from the world?

"That's good." Zhen Xiaoxiao was still interested in studying this rope, so she stuffed it into her storage pouch. Then, she looked at Shui Shuidi, Shui Zhimei, and the high priest, who looked obviously malnourished, and said.

"Hey! Do you want some meat? "

The group of people carried the huge Wind Snake back to the oasis.

Under Zhen Xiaoxiao's careful guidance, Kimberley cooked a delicious barbecue. Looking at these fragrant delicacies, the entire Sand Continent had sunk into a carnival day and night!

"My great Sea God! This is your miracle! "

The High Priest, who had changed into a new medicine and was covered in a strange red ointment, stood by the bonfire and sang hysterically.

Under the reflection of the fire, it looked like a rotten tomato.

Zhen Xiaoxiao swore that he had never seen burn ointment with such a bright color. So, Liu Suisui must have done it on purpose.

"Bah! It's not the Sea God's credit, it's my master's credit! "Water Mei shamelessly sat next to Yang Yan and flattered him.

"Little girl, give up. His girlfriend has a hot body." Wang Huan snickered. He was so drunk that he forgot about the suspicious connection between the Butterfly of Sand and the Flying Star Chessboard.

"Martial Uncle, do you have a girlfriend?"

Water Mei innocently asked back, which instantly killed Wang Huan.

Zhen Xiaoxiao looked at the people laughing and shouting by the bonfire from afar. She quietly flew into the air and looked down at the "West Qi Temple" that represented desolation and death.

Now she believed that this evil thing that had sucked the Spirit Qi of the land of West Qi did have a master.

On the square on top of the temple, two words were vaguely engraved.

It had been eroded by the wind and sand for so long that the handwriting was very blurred. Zhen Xiaoxiao carefully read it for a long time.

It seemed to be the word "Three".

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