soon.

A fierce hurricane swept through the entire void. All the flying snake monks suddenly froze, and then were swept up by the hurricane and flew uncontrollably towards the mouth of the nine-headed monster.

"No!"

"Don't eat me!"

"We haven't conquered the Dark Territory yet, how could we die so cowardly?"

"..."

For a while.

The entire restricted area of ​​life is filled with the unwilling voices of the snake monks.

But in the face of absolute strength, it is useless no matter how unwilling they are.

soon.

More than 20,000 snake monks were devoured by the nine-headed monster.

Seeing that half of the people were gone in an instant, the leader of the snake tribe was so angry that he almost vomited blood. However, he was now being pulled by the hurricane and flew towards the nine-headed monster involuntarily, unable to do anything.

No!

This shouldn't be the case!

The Snake Clan has been planning for thousands of years and has finally developed its strength to where it is now. They haven't conquered the Dark Realm yet, how can they ruin the future of the Snake Clan here?

"Chief, I'm sorry, I failed to live up to your expectations..."

He murmured in a low voice, with deep unwillingness in his eyes.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he could only watch helplessly as the big mouth kept enlarging before his eyes.
Chapter completed!