Chapter 383 The Wandering Spirit Clan

Seventh-order peak.

It should be the Sky Swallowing Python.

Qin Zhe squinted his eyes, staring at the direction of the breath with some doubts.

The breath of the swallowing python was long and steady, as if it had encountered an accident.

And after he blew the whistle, the Sky Swallowing Python reacted immediately and came out from the depths of the dead land.

So why did it disconnect from Wang Chongguo after returning to the secret realm of the sky?

Before he had time to think about it, Qin Zhe felt his feet tremble, and then a big snake hundreds of meters long came into his eyes.

Different from the ideology that Qin Zhe saw when he was "discussing" with Wang Chongguo at the beginning, the body of the swallowing python is obviously much larger than the ideology, and it has a kind of domineering taste.

Even on its triangular head, which symbolizes poisonous snakes, Qin Zhe saw two obvious protrusions.

A snake with two horns...

This is the characteristic of Hualong!

Qin Zhe couldn't help being amazed when he saw the huge and fast swallowing python swimming over, crushing countless rocks along the way.

As expected of a seventh-order spirit beast, the momentum alone makes people unable to stop being shocked.

The aura that emanates from it is simply...

cough!

Silently reminding himself that this was raised by Wang Chongguo, and that it was one of the college's trump cards, Qin Zhe calmed down.

At the same time, the Sky Swallowing Python came in front of him.

Seeing that it was Qin Zhe standing at the border of the dead land, the Sky-Tuning Python looked at him with a slender snake letter, and a pair of sharp snake eyes patrolled around, as if looking for something.

Seeing this, Qin Zhe opened his mouth.

"The dean can't leave, so he asked me to come over to make sure you're all right."

Hearing Qin Zhe's voice, the Tuntian Python no longer patrolled left and right, and coiled up its huge snake body and began to look down at him.

Meeting the gaze of the swallowing python, Qin Zhe raised his eyes.

"You, can you speak human language?"

The swallowing python hesitated to speak, but did not respond.

Seeing this, Qin Zhe hesitated for a while, and raised his hand to perform the spirit summoning technique.

The language barrier is a bit embarrassing to be honest, but it's not a big problem.

After all, he can summon his good daughter with ideology and act as a translator.

Before Qin Zhe could summon Qin Qingqing, a soft female voice sounded.

"You smell like heaven on your body."

Qin Zhe was slightly taken aback when he heard the sound, and then frowned.

Whether the Tuntian python is female or not, he does not know.

But he can be sure that the female voice just now was not from the Heaven Swallowing Python.

Certain strange spirit beasts can indeed speak in imitation of human voices.

But if it weren't for the transformation of a spirit beast like Qin Qingqing, which completely possessed a human body, the weirdness of the onomatopoeia of the spirit beast was very obvious.

Spirit beasts are beasts after all.

Their vocal cords are different from human beings, and no matter how they are simulated, it is impossible to make them indistinguishable from ordinary people.

And just now, the female voice was soft and melodious, and it was incompatible with the huge Sky Swallowing Python.

who is it?

Qin Zhe quietly increased the intensity of his spiritual perception, but he didn't notice anything.

At this moment, the female voice sounded again.

"Tuntun, open your mouth."

Hearing the sound, the swallowing python opened its mouth wide, and then a petite figure flew out of its mouth.

This figure is really petite, only the size of a palm.

It flew out of the mouth of the swallowing python, like a mosquito flying out...

Seeing this scene head-on, Qin Zhe was shocked.

The palm-sized figure has the same appearance as an ordinary girl.

Its appearance can be described as defying the sky, its figure is alluring, and there are a pair of transparent dragonfly wings growing on its back.

This image is exactly the same as the elves in western fantasy stories!

However, the characteristics of a young girl with black hair and dark eyes are properly a symbol of oriental blood.

Seeing the strange girl flying in front of him and looking him up and down, Qin Zhe managed to recover.

"Who are you……?"

"I just woke up a few days ago. I can't remember my name for the time being. I have to wait for my memory to recover."

The girl responded, vibrating the transparent wings on her back, constantly changing positions around Qin Zhe, not knowing what she was looking for.

Qin Zhe stopped where he was, his eyes moved with the girl's position, and he was surprised.

Just woke up a few days ago?

Meaning... she woke up because of the arrival of the second aura tide?

Didn't TM say that the second aura tide didn't have any impact on the secret space?

"found it!"

The girl cheered suddenly, and flew in a circle to Qin Zhe, saying.

"Take off your clothes, there is a mark left by the sky on your body. Although I don't know what you did will be remembered by the sky, but since you are a friend of Tun Tun, you are also a friend of our wandering spirits. I will help you Remove the mark."

Mark of the sky?

Wandering Spirit Clan?

Qin Zhe frowned, a bit unable to accept it.

I have a mark of heaven on my body, when did I leave it?

Is it left by the sky in the abyss, or... the sky that is malicious to him?

Obviously I didn't feel anything, how did this "elf" in front of me find out?

What is the Wandering Spirit Clan?

Why is it so friendly to call Tuntian Python, and it seems to have a very good relationship with it?

Countless questions lingered in Qin Zhe's mind.

"Why are you so dazed? Take off your clothes!"

The girl urged, holding her waist with one hand and showing an impatient expression.

Qin Zhe looked at her vividly and felt strange, so he took off his shirt.

For the time being, at least he can make it clear that the girl has no malice towards him.

No matter which day left the imprint on my body, if it can be removed, it is naturally better.

Seeing Qin Zhe take off his shirt, the girl flew up to stand on his shoulder, resting her chin in one hand and staring at the base of his neck for a moment, said.

"The process may be a little painful, so bear with it."

Before Qin Zhe could respond, the girl suddenly released an extremely powerful aura.

Suffering head-on blows from the Qi machine, Qin Zhe only had a dull feeling in his chest, and his face changed again and again.

Ever since the girl appeared, he hadn't caught her aura from beginning to end.

At this moment when the aura was released, Qin Zhe finally understood why she couldn't catch her aura.

The girl's cultivation far exceeds his...

Eighth step!

No, probably more than that!

This kind of aura is hundreds of times stronger than Catherine's 1

It's hard to imagine how much power is brewing in her palm-sized body.

It may be that the energy released by the girl was too strong, Qin Zhe was oppressed and the spiritual network in his body automatically responded, and the black magic lines emitting dim light were automatically revealed.

The girl was standing on Qin Zhe's shoulder, and was about to do something to the base of his neck, when she saw the magic pattern showing her eyes, stared, and flew towards him with a "shua".

"Innate spirit pattern! Are you the great god of the witch clan?"

"..."

Qin Zhe was speechless.

God?

This is a big joke!

You are old... no, your minor cultivation base is so high, is it appropriate to call me a great god?

Seeing the girl flying in front of his eyes like a fly, Qin Zhe frowned slightly.

He didn't really care what the girl called him.

What he cares about is the "innate spirit pattern" in the girl's mouth.

His race on the status bar has indeed changed to witch.

But the magic pattern actually existed when he was still a member of the Chaos family, but it didn't emit light.

Earlier in the secret realm of the shrine, Yulong judged from the magic patterns on his body that he was a chaotic clan that disappeared in the long river of history.

At this moment, the girl judged that he was from the Witch Clan based on the magic pattern on his body...

The change in the magic pattern on his body is just starting to emit a dim gleam. Is the difference so obvious?

It is really unreasonable to say that the difference between the witch clan and the chaotic clan is only whether the magic patterns will shine!

Could it be that there are some changes in the lines on my body that I haven't noticed?

Thinking so, Qin Zhe replied tentatively with the attitude of trying it out.

"You're mistaken, I'm from the Chaos Clan, not the Great God of the Witch Clan."