Super Dragon Evolution: 291 White-headed Devil, meet again (Part 2)

The white python opened a mouth, let out an angry roar, and rushed towards Wen Zilong.

If it were yesterday, Wen Zilong would never meet the enemy head-on.

However, after yesterday's fight, he knew that Sufi pythons like this looked terrifying, but in fact, they were not too strong.

If you fight against it yourself, even if you can't defeat it, you won't lose your life.

And maybe it can take the opportunity to bite itself into two pieces.

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong shouted at the guy:

"Ultimate Profound Meaning——"

"Super must..."

As soon as I yelled here, the guy had already jumped over.

Damn, why these guys are so anxious.

Can't you wait for yourself to finish calling the name of your big move?

Seeing that the guy has jumped to a distance of less than two meters from him.

Wen Zilong has no time to finish calling his name.

Only one mouth, a volatile oil immediately enveloped the guy.

This kind of volatile oil ignites instantly when it sees air.

Boom——

The entire body of the Sophie python was instantly attacked by flames.

The temperature of this flame is very effective against humans and other animals.

But it has no effect against this 200-year-old snake with scales.

But the guy was still taken aback.

A scream of "squeaking" in his mouth.

Moreover, most animals themselves are more afraid of flames.

At this moment, the Sophie python was shrouded in flames, which made it startled.

Go back quickly.

I just came here aggressively, but at this time I retreated like crazy.

It feels a bit funny.

After exiting the flame, it quickly turned around and fled towards the river.

Wen Zilong chased this guy.

But because the previous subordinates have sacrificed, nothing can stop it at this time.

Wen Zilong can't keep up with this guy.

I could only watch this guy escape into the river, and then fled into the river before.

And Wen Zilong knew that this guy was just scared by the flames.

If you really fight with yourself, it is not certain who wins and loses.

So I can only let him go for a while.

"Just store your dog's head with you. I will collect it in two days."

With a ruthless word, Wen Zilong didn't keep chasing.

Eat the nine white pythons on the shore.

At dawn, he wanted to return to Wen Yuqi's residence.

But what he didn't expect was that the Wagnyians were migrating towards the mountain today, so they all got up early.

At the same time, cwc finally found some clues about the God of Vata yesterday, and everyone got up earlier today.

No way, he had to dive into the Ebola River first.

When the sun had not risen, and there was only a glimmer of light in the east, the Wagnyians had already gathered at the ferry by the river.

Under the command of the clan elder, he began to cross the river in an orderly manner.

Wen Yuqi had already discussed with Wen Zilong yesterday, she will temporarily migrate with the Wagnia.

The guide family of three also lined up with the tribe, waiting to cross the river.

The cwc people met, all frowned, and came to the guide's family of three.

The director of cwc said with a sullen face: "You must continue to complete your work. We have paid you a lot of food."

The wizard shook his head:

"No, the black devil is coming, and darkness is about to envelop the forest. People who stay here will eventually die."

The mercenary in Dark Water next to him sneered and took out a saber.

Go to the guide's son, pull him over, and put the knife on the boy's neck.

Then he stared at the guide with joking in his eyes: "Go... or not?"

"No, don't hurt him. He is still a child!"

The woman of the guide wanted to jump over.

But at this moment, another mercenary grabbed the woman by the shoulder.

He also took out a saber and pressed it against her neck.

The same gaze, staring at the woman: "Go, or not?"

The man panicked.

He is not afraid of death himself.

The Wagonians live by the fast river.

Every year, two or three people die because of fishing.

In their view, if you die in the river, you will become a servant of God Wata.

This is an honor for them.

However, he was afraid of harm to his son and woman.

Furthermore, he was killed by a foreigner, and he had no chance to become a servant of God Wata.

"No... please. I really can't go, really can't go. If I go, it will bring disaster to my people."

The man said.

A mercenary kicked the guide woman to the ground.

The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the woman's head.

Turning his head, staring at the guide sternly: "I will ask one last time, go or not?"

"Stop, you demons."

The clan elder over there spoke.

As soon as he spoke, the 500-odd tribesmen began to approach these mercenaries.

They naturally want to protect the interests of the people.

The two mercenaries watched so many people coming towards them, not only did they not have the slightest fear in their eyes, but they showed a trace of bloodthirsty excitement.

In their opinion, these 500 people are no different from a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

However, the cwc supervisor shook his head.

Instructed them not to kill.

This made the two mercenaries frowned helplessly.

How to deter these people from killing people?

Don't let anyone kill, how can these people be obedient?

At this time, the young Wagnia in the front had already arrived in front of the mercenary at the front.

He glared with fire in his eyes.

"Let them go!"

The clansmen behind also shouted: "Let them go!"

Of course, they speak in the local language.

Wen Yuqi also followed the local language.

She felt a little anxious.

In this case, only mosquitoes can help.

But the mosquitoes went out last night, and they haven't come back yet.

I can't act rashly, it will only add chaos.

What to do?

The young man headed closer and closer, and he was approaching the guide's family.

However, at this moment, a white-haired mercenary came to the young man in stride, reached out and grabbed the young man.

The young man wanted to avoid.

But the white-headed mercenary seemed to have expected it.

The right hand was slightly deflected and grabbed his shoulder directly.

The moment he grabbed his shoulder, a cold light flashed across his left saber.

"Ah--"

The young man suddenly screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

He covered his right ear with his right hand, screaming again and again.

In the hands of the white-headed mercenary, he held what should have been in the young man's right ear, and his eyes swept across all the Wagnyians coldly.

All the Wagnyians met, each of them was taken aback.

One by one, he stepped back subconsciously.