This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

“Pfft...”

Python's vomit carries a few wails. Do not be eaten as food!

The machete in Night Xuan's hand gently raised and knocked on Python's forehead.

“Psst! ”

That bump seemed to be harder than a machete, instantly understood in the heart of Night Xuan.

If you put this python into the fairy world now and practice it for 18 million years, I'm afraid there might be a chance to turn dragons into dragons!

Alas, unfortunately, this place is no better than the immortal world, so I'm afraid the dragon is hopeless.

Then he continued along Python's body, and Night Xuan arrived in the middle of Python's body, looking at the scales covered on Python's back.

He knocked again with a machete.

As always, it's "Psst! Voice!"

Scales do not cover the body full of python, only from the head and above the semi-cutted ridge, while scales elsewhere have not yet grown.

It can be seen that this python is evolving and has not yet been completely transformed!

His measure from beginning to end shivered the heart of this python. He feared that Night Xuan's hand would suddenly rise and fall, and then he would lose a piece of meat on him.

It wanted to struggle, but the Spirit Formation locked him to death, and it couldn't move.

Why are its snakes so sad? Is this how they're cooked?

Just as Python thought the serpent was about to end, Night Xuan opened his mouth.

“You used to be just a regular python bar, there's got to be something that made you mutate. ”

Python, how did this human know so well?

Night Xuan circled in front of Python's head and took out another ham sausage from the space, brushed two slices and threw it in a boiling pan not far away.

Python's eyes shrunk and his body trembled.

“Where is that thing that mutates you? ”

Night Xuan asked with a smile.

He perceived this cave with his mind, he didn't find anything unusual. Although there are unusual fluctuations on this python, only the smell of that thing...

So that thing that mutates the python, it should be able to shield the sensation of the divine mind.

But the python knew where it was, so the pot was taken out in the morning.

Though it was used to bluff the python, if this guy is still clueless and uncooperative, then he doesn't mind drinking snake soup tonight.

As soon as Python understood the words of the Night Xuan morning, he revealed a guard on the bottom of his eyes.

It's very clear, it's the presence of that thing that makes it different from the other snakes, and it's so powerful, it's all about that thing.

So it doesn't want to share it with this human being.

“Yo! Quite a character.” Night Xuan saw the python reaction, and the smile on his face was even brighter.

He lifted his hand and waved the machete and cut it off against Python's forehead.

Python's eyes flashed stubbornly, I won't tell you!

But the imaginary pain didn't come through, and Night Xuan stopped at a finger's width from his forehead.

I don't know!

Night Xuan thinks he still doesn't like snake spoons.

So at the moment of the knife, he changed his mind again.

Throw the machete on the ground and place your hands on the raised part of the python's forehead in the morning.

Python wonders, what does this human want again?

At this point, a picture suddenly appeared in Python's mind.

Intense lightning crushes the heavens, and between the thick clouds, a golden dragon travels between the lightning clouds.