The Portal of Wonderland

Volume 2, Chapter 437 Slaughter

"Hey!"

With another roar, the Golden Jiao Serpent rushed at the Immortal-Maiming Seven Stars Array with its mouth wide open. Its body was huge and covered in golden scales, giving off a sinister feeling.

The seven of them were shocked and stunned. With a quick turn of Spirit Qi, various colors appeared behind them.

The huge Golden Jiao Serpent was swayed and rushed at Bai Shi who was the closest.

A ten-foot tall giant appeared behind Bai Shi holding a magic iron stick that was almost his own height. He made a dash at the Golden Jiao Dragon with full force.

The serpent saw the shadow of the club but did not evade. With a rise of his body, his hidden claws suddenly struck out, grabbing the magical club. The giant clawed at the Golden Jiao Serpent\'s shadow. In the middle of it, the head of the imaginary shadow was torn off.

Bai Shi was hurt from the attack. His body shook violently and blood flowed out of his body from every direction. Before he could even come to terms with what was actually happening, another giant claw that had attacked him earlier came at him again. It grabbed tight onto his body, wanting to swallow him.

Bai Shi fell into the giant Golden Jiao Serpent\'s mouth and his giant energy construct faded away into small white light, following his body into the mouth of the Golden Jiao Serpent.

Along with the influx of white light, the giant Golden Jiao Serpent glowed brightly and the wounds on its body began to heal faintly.

"Brother Bai Shi!"

A square-faced priest was stunned as a ray of red light suddenly rushed in. The hand that was holding onto the giant sword was bitten and swallowed by the Golden Jiao Serpent.

On the other side, a giant with wings on its back was fighting to escape from the blue-robed priest. As it tried to escape, a golden light beam penetrated through it, tearing it into two pieces.

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After the giant Golden Jiao Serpent broke through, these strongmen of the Transcending Heaven Immortal Cult was no match at all. In its eyes, the six of them were nothing but mere snacks.

Among the seven of them, the only remaining one was Qing Mu, who stood furthest from the Golden Jiao Serpent. He did not escape when he had the chance but stood there watching everything that was happening.

He glanced at the weary Ziyu nearby and his eyes were more decisive.

The Golden Jiao Serpent had already devoured the other six strongmen without difficulty. As its breath became stronger and stronger, it stormed toward Ziyu with its mouth wide open.

But as the giant Golden Jiao Serpent rushed towards him, a huge blue half-moon shone upon them.

Peng!

The Golden Jiao Serpent\'s body burst out in golden blue and it was beaten into submission.

Qing Mu held a blue wooden club in his hand and the energy construct behind had disappeared. His whole body was wrapped in blue light. From the mid to advance to the late stage, it had achieved perfection.

While the strength of the realm rapidly increased, he was gray-faced and his eyes were bloodshot. He had obviously used some kind of secret technique that burned vitality.

Qing Mu slammed the Golden Jiao Serpent with full force but it did not stop. The blue wooden club danced in his hands and layers of half-moon light flew out onto the huge body of the Golden Jiao Serpent.

However, the Golden Jiao Serpent\'s body had already protected itself with a layer of golden light on its skin.

The Golden Jiao Serpent screamed. With a wide stretch of its mouth, a golden flame shot out in a stream of fire, almost hitting Qing Mu.

Qing Mu put the blue wooden club in front of him and the pressed on it with his left hand, sending the block forward.

Whoop!

A huge blue and white taiji symbol appeared in front of him, like a giant round shield, firmly guarding him.

The golden flame continued to spurt at the round taiji shield; its fish pattern continued to rotate to offset the flame. It was barely able to resist and Qing Mu\'s face became more and more gray, like he could hold his defense no longer.

Behind the back of the Golden Jiao Serpent, a long narrow purple light shadow came swooping over from a distance.

Looking carefully, the light and shadow were in fact a purple scorpion.

The scorpion was long but it was only three feet wide. One of its heads wrapped tightly around the Golden Jiao Serpent while the other was about three feet long and glaring.

The shadow of the golden steel figure was none other than Ziyu. It now had three heads and six arms with two pincers and two swords wrapped in purple flames in the other two hands. Close to its skull was a purple bottle.

The golden steel figure\'s hand was holding tightly onto the purple scorpion and slammed it back and forth at the Golden Jiao Serpent.

The pressure and stress Qing Mu had felt faintly disappeared as he shouted, "Brother Ziyu, why aren\'t you leaving?! This is not something I can beat!"

Ziyu\'s face sank like water at Qing Mu\'s words. The golden steel figure behind him took a huge step forward and swung its sword at the head of the Golden Jiao Serpent, but sadly his hands were bitten and gripped tightly at the serpent.

The head of the Golden Jiao Serpent knocked hard at the golden steel figure. Three golden flames sprayed from its mouth, forced upon the three heads of the golden steel figure.

The figure\'s three heads had proportionately huge mouths from which thick fog-like purple air blew out.

Fu!

The seemingly thin purple mist greeted the golden flame like the real thing, tightly wrapped around the fire.

The extremely high temperature of the flame, when rushed into the purple mist, was like being stuck in a thick swamp. It was immersed within, unable to move.

"I\'ll kill you!"

Ziyu roared and quickly strengthened his spiritual power, urging the golden steel figure to approach the Golden Jiao Serpent again.

Ziyu suddenly felt the sound of the wind at his side. His eyes caught sight of the Golden Jiao Serpent leaping towards him.

He defended himself using a small brass tower, a few inches high. The drip whirled and fell behind his head, releasing a yellow light that protected him.

However, the yellow light of the brass tower had not been completely released. Its life-threatening tail had come to the front, ready to take Ziyu\'s life.

Suddenly, a sound could be heard in the air. Dozens of blue vines came out and the golden tail of the Golden Jiao Serpent was firmly bound.

Qing Mu\'s face was even more miserable as black blood began to flow out. Behind his back emerged a ghostly phoenix vine with a height of ten feet.

The thousands of vines of the phantom immediately shackled the Golden Jiao Serpent, immediately burning it in a greenish blue flame.

Ow…!

The golden giant skull was stunned by the burning of a white flame.

Ziyu was pale as a sheet of a paper. He was swaying in the palm of his hand. The net bottle of the golden steel hands suddenly dumped as it began to flash. The purple light column with a small arm was wrapped around the road, shooting directly at the Golden Jiao Serpent.

The Golden Jiao Serpent\'s figure was bound. He could not escape as he was hit by the light column.

The purple light column was solid yet small. When hitting the golden cymbal, only a tiny black dot was left somewhere on the body, but it stood out on the Golden Jiao Serpent\'s scaly body.

Ka-chang!

The magic weapon that unearthed behind Ziyu was a pine-grained sword. It rose almost seven or eight feet into the air. The purple pattern of the body flashed and turned into a long purple dragon with a length of seven or eight feet.

The long purple dragon opened his mouth silently, rolled over and rushed to the golden cymbal, slamming straight into it before being hit by the golden light on the black spot.

"Hey!"

The purple dragon roared as it flew toward the Golden Jiao Serpent at full force.

Ziyu was pleased but as soon as he recalled the ancient sword, he began to panic to the point that he could not move.

When the serpent roared, its body glowed with a golden light as the air oscillated, sweeping across the entire east side of the city.

Not only could Ziyu not move, but Qing Mu and the others in the city who had been running away found themselves unable to move as well.

Peng!

The ghosts and vines that were entangled in the Golden Jiao Serpent were broken. The daggers that were not bound were instantly broken through. The Golden Jiao Serpent opened its mouth wide to bite on Qing Mu.

Qing Mu looked miserable and smiled bitterly as his body suddenly lit up.

The serpent was shocked and hurriedly retracted its head.

Boom!

A huge wave of blue gas swept around and shook the Golden Jiao Serpent back ten feet. Even the space that was originally imprisoned had been opened.

Ziyu\'s eyes were blood red but he did not dare to stay here. His body flashed and he began to flee.

The Golden Jiao Serpent naturally refused to give up. As its body rolled, it turned into a golden light and chased out. With a swing of its huge tail, Ziyu had already flown a few feet back. As Ziyu was flown backward, a giant mouth of red-golden flames wrapped Ziyu into it.

Ziyu was confused but he had already sacrificed the small brass towers to protect himself. The flames that were transmitted through the yellow light curtains were still unbearable.

"Tada…" Ziyu suddenly heard a weird voice.

He reached over his forehead and a yellow melt stuck to his palm.

The sound of the small brass tower melting in the flames could be heard clearly.

The yellow light curtain disappeared and Ziyu snarled with unwillingness as it was swallowed by the red-gold flame.

When the Golden Jiao Serpent opened its mouth, the flame and Ziyu were both sucked in and swallowed.

The serpent suddenly shrank in size and shape, turning into a burly, blond middle-aged man. The golden scales of the body were now broken, but in the golden light, its speed was visible to the naked eye.

"Ugh, just a group of ants… Just right as food…" the blond man snorted and said to himself.

Ao Zu licked his lower lips and turned his greedy eyes to the already ruined Donglin City.