Seeing that the python was finally dead, Shen Lang was relieved and waved his hand.

"Carry it back."

The runner Ming king raised the snake's head, gave a loud drink, roared and dragged the python to the underground palace.

Shen Lang saw the violence of Zhuanlun Mingwang and smacked his tongue secretly. Then he yearned more for the Dragon elephant Prajna skill he got. He decided to practice more dragon elephant Prajna skill when he was free in the future, hoping to be as violent as Zhuanlun Mingwang one day.

Back to the underground palace, Shen Lang and others finally painstakingly dismembered the python.

Holding the python gall in his hand, he swallowed and spit fiercely.

"So big, how can I swallow it?"

The Python's body is thirty or forty meters, and a python gall is the size of an adult's fist. It can catch up with Shen Lang's neck. Shen Lang has no way to bite.

"Er! That... System, how should I take it?"

There's really no way. Shen Lang can only ask the system for help.

"The python has mutated due to the perennial influence of poisonous gas, and the host can absorb the energy in the Python's bile." the system replied.

"Oh, I can still absorb it. Well, I see."

Shen Lang's eyes brightened, and then he said with ease.

"King Qi, come with me."

Shen Lang put away the snake gall and waved to Li Maozhen.

"Yes, little Lord."

Li Maozhen nodded and followed Shen Lang to the inner hall.

Shen Lang took out a set of underground suit in the coffin and handed it to Li Maozhen. He said solemnly, "this is the suit of the afterland. In the future, you will be the afterland of the underground. You will be in charge of yin and Yang and be responsible for all the normal management of the underground. I hope you will do well and don't let me down."

"Xie Dijun."

Li Maozhen knelt down on one knee and took over the Houtu suit solemnly.

"Well, you go down and tell Gao Jianli and others that I will be closed for a period of time and I will give you a task."

Shen Lang said indifferently.

"Emperor, please command."

Li Maozhen said respectfully.

"Shovel the seven forces of the poison city to me, and the poison city will be the front station of our underground mansion in the future."

Shen Lang said with a smile.

"Yes, please follow the emperor's decree."

Shen Lang nodded indifferently and waved Li Maozhen back.

This time he is going to break through the congenital with the help of Python gall. It is estimated that it will take some time to release a task to them and see their strength.

............

On this day, dark clouds rolled in the sky, lightning and thunder, and the whole Yunzhou was shrouded in darkness.

Only the occasional lightning across the sky will bring a glimmer of light to the earth of Yunzhou.

Some thoughtful strong people couldn't help looking at the sky. They felt as if something big was going to happen, which made their hearts a little cloudy.

On the wide street of poison City, people began to tidy up their stalls in a hurry, because they knew that the day... Would change.

Sha Feilong stood in front of the window with his hands down and looked at the sky blocked by dark clouds. Since the sky was shrouded by dark clouds, a touch of uneasiness rose in his heart, but he still couldn't find where the uneasiness came from.

"Someone."

"Creak."

When the door opened, a guard respectfully said, "guild leader."

"I feel that something important will happen today. Arrange more people to strengthen the alert in the house."

The sand flying dragon said in a low voice.

"Yes, sect leader."

"Tick."

A drop of rain fell from the sky and beat in front of the window of Sha Feilong. It seemed as if it was the prelude to the heavy rain behind. Suddenly, the sky was heavy, and soon the streets of poison city became streams formed by rain.

At this time, no one could be seen in the streets of the whole poison City, only the sound of the rain falling.

"Pa!"

A luxurious boot embroidered with gold thread stepped on the stream formed by the rain, and the splashes scattered everywhere.

"Lady Meng, how about we have a competition?"

A man wearing a black gold suit and a backearth mask suddenly broke the sound of rain and said slowly.

"Chengtian Houtu, I don't know what you are better than?"

The man with Meng's mask asked with great interest.

"It's said that Sha Feilong, the leader of the poison gang in the poison City, is a strong man who can transform the void. How about we compete with who can defeat him in the shortest time?"

"Yes."

Meng Po nodded.

"Two adults, since you see the sand flying dragon, I won't get involved. I'll take two Luocha to the other six."

Standing behind them, the masked man hugged his fist and said respectfully.

"Well, go ahead, make a quick decision and end the battle before dawn."

Meng Po waved her hand and said coldly.

"Yes."

The voice fell and the figure had disappeared.

"Let's go, too."

With that, their figures also disappeared in the heavy rain.

"It is said that people's souls need to be purified. Those who contain dirty souls don't deserve to exist in the world."

Singing from heaven and earth, suddenly resounded through the whole seven league house.

"Who?"

"Enemy attack."

After hearing the chant, the whole seven league house suddenly became chaotic, and countless poison Gang guards with Park knives and torches rushed out of the room.

"Yang has the rules of Yang and Yin has the rules of Yin. Anyone who dares to destroy the balance of the world must accept the punishment of the underworld."

Just as the guards of the seven league house were still running back and forth to find the enemy, a voice of singing sounded between heaven and earth.

Whoosh!!!

Two figures suddenly appeared on the roof of the main hall of Qimeng mansion.

Dressed in black and gold clothes, they float in the wind, and two strange masks shock people's soul.

"On the roof."

The guards below shouted when they saw that Meng Po and Houtu appeared on the roof.

"Who? How dare you play tricks in our seven league mansion and get down."

There was a roar, and then a figure slapped the roof where Meng Po and Hou Tu stood.

"Boom!"

The roof was broken and tiles were flying, but the two strange figures had disappeared.

"Come out."

Sha Feilong stood in the yard and looked around coldly.

Two figures appeared quietly, one standing on the roof of the gatehouse of Qimeng mansion, and the other standing on a big tree in the courtyard of Qimeng mansion.

"Meng Po, you first?"

Houtu asked faintly.

"You'd better go first."

Meng Po stood with her hands down and looked at the sand flying dragon below indifferently.

"Oh? Then I'm welcome. Don't say I take advantage of you if you lose."

The earth smiled.

"Hum, it's just a waste."

Meng Po snorted coldly.

Seeing that the two ignored their existence, Sha Feilong said with a gloomy face: "guys, have we ever offended you?"

"No offense."

Meng po said indifferently.

"What do you mean by attacking my seven league house?"

Sha Feilong asked with a livid face.

"The emperor means that the emperor wants you to die in the third watch, and no one dares to leave you until the fifth watch."

When the voice fell, Houtu suddenly appeared next to Sha Feilong and took a palm. Houtu's martial arts are magic sound, and its internal power is soft. This palm can't see a trace of momentum, but it brings infinite killing opportunities!