Chapter 27.1
Every spiritual treasure must have its guard. It was true for the Bifang Crane Flame, and the same must be true for the Six Yang Spirit Fire.
Feng Shao had expected this battle a long time ago and immediately began to deal with the fire-devouring python.
This fire-devouring python has cultivated for thousands of years, and its strength is enough to match the Gold Core realm of humans, and it can even barely compete with the realm of Divine Transformation.
It was a bit difficult for Feng Shao to deal with it with just his strength close to Gold Core.
Feng Shao constantly showed sword techniques one after another. Taiwei Sect and Xiaoyao Hall’s skills were used alternately, and countless sword qi attacked the fire-devouring python one after another.
Under Feng Shao’s continuous offensive, the giant fire-devouring python was hit one after another, and its scales split open, revealing the bright red flesh and blood underneath.
The fire-devouring python was in pain and kept making deafening roars.
Its roar was quite strange, like a human voice, or like a dragon’s chant, sharp and ear-piercing, seemingly accompanied by a curse. Feng Shao and Lu Qingyuan felt their souls shaking every time they heard it.
While Feng Shao was fighting, he couldn’t help but wonder in his heart. He remembered that snakes should have no vocal cords, how could this giant fire-devouring python make such a roar? Was this fire-devouring python a mutated one? Or is it about to transform?