At this moment, the entire body of the Poisonous Python King was covered in black and red flames. Then it fell heavily to the ground and began to convulse involuntarily.
However, the dark red flames did not go out; instead, they burned even more fiercely and continued to spread outwards.
"Heh...heh..."
The intense pain made the venomous python king want to roar to the sky, and he tried to extinguish the flames on his body by rolling over.
But he had no strength left, and when he opened his huge mouth, only a plume of black smoke could be emitted.
Countless black flames scorched his flesh, emitting a faint aroma of meat, and wisps of smoke rose from the charred half of his body.
His once-proud scales were now dull and lifeless, and his body was now completely empty.
As for spiritual energy, it's completely gone, not a single drop remains.
Seeing the venomous python king nearing its end, Wang Zheng slowly descended from the sky and stepped on the python king's head.
The terrifying black flames seemed to be welcoming their sovereign, automatically avoiding Wang Zheng's body and then slowly dissipating.
Without the scorching black flames, the Poisonous Python King barely regained some of its strength. It opened its mouth in pain but could only make a hoarse hissing sound.
After realizing he couldn't escape the force of Wang Zheng's stomping on his head, he could only watch helplessly as death approached.
He glared at Wang Zheng with resentment, wanting to see what kind of face the victor would have at this moment.
However, his last wish was in vain. Wang Zheng didn't even look at him at the moment, but raised his head and looked at the distant sky, as if there was something more noteworthy there.
However, his indifferent eyes were still full of mockery and disdain.
Seemingly sensing something, the Poisonous Python King quickly followed Wang Zheng's gaze.
The previously dark red and black domain space was now filled with other colors, as if a curtain had been forcibly torn open, and domains of varying sizes unfolded within it.
This made the colors in this vast space no longer monotonous, and several demon kings stood within it.
Leading the group was none other than the Peacock Demon King, who wore a seven-colored robe and had an effeminate appearance.
The burly man beside him was Huang Zumeng's biological father, Huangya Lingxiang, the Lingxiang King!
These were the demon kings who had been holding a banquet at Phoenix Perch Wutong.
Upon seeing the newcomer, the madness in the snake king's eyes became even more undisguised. He managed to muster his strength and roared in a hoarse voice:
"With the Elephant King above, Young Master Huang is dead, Elephant Trunk Ridge has been destroyed, and this demon is the culprit!"
Upon hearing the words of the Poisonous Python King, the Spirit Elephant King, who was already furious at seeing his newly recruited underling beaten to the point of near death, could no longer hold back.
His entire body radiated spiritual light, and he was about to make a move with his pale yellow Myriad Transformations Heavenly Treasure Domain.
They forcibly carved out a magnificent space within this crimson domain, and the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from it were truly terrifying.
However, before he could make a move, he was stopped by the calm and composed Peacock Demon King.
After all, Wang Zheng at this moment was clearly extraordinary, exuding an aura of dominance.
Regardless of its actual strength, its appearance alone—naked body with a single horn, five tails, and clouds rising from its four hooves—is absolutely intimidating.
At this moment, other demon kings also sensed the intensity of this crimson domain and began to exchange information.
From their perspective, it was nothing more than a conflict between two demon kings, and the one who lost seemed to be an acquaintance of their second brother. They had no other thoughts on the matter.
After all, even if it's a life-or-death situation, these demon kings are used to it, whether before becoming demon kings or after passing through the transformation tribulation.
At this moment, an elderly man in a pure white robe with completely white hair and beard, and triangular, slanted eyes, smiled and was the first to offer his assessment:
"Although this domain seems to cover a wide range, it is broad but not deep, and its strength is insufficient. It is difficult to gain the upper hand in domain battles. It is estimated that the strength is not strong, and it only has the advantage of the special race."
At this moment, another burly demon king spoke up disdainfully.
"It's not just not strong, it's incredibly generous of us to say it's not weak. I wonder what the other giant python is all about, and what its relationship is with the second brother."
But since it has already refined the transverse bone and can speak human language, could it also be a demon king?
But I think the spiritual energy level is not high enough.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the second son has really stretched his reach quite far over the years."
At this moment, another young man in purple robes stepped forward to smooth things over:
"Shut up, don't cause trouble for your brother in front of so many people. There are guests here."
Although the burly man spoke with great bravado and didn't take the Spirit Elephant King seriously at all, he seemed somewhat afraid of the young man. He chuckled awkwardly and scratched his head.
"Hey, judging from what this giant python is saying, could this mysterious demon king be an enemy of the Spirit Elephant King? Is he here to seek revenge? Brothers, has anyone ever seen such a strange beast? I, Old Pig, am ignorant and have never seen one before."
However, although the burly demon king who called himself Old Pig asked a question, no one responded.
It's unclear whether they all found him uncouth or were simply unwilling to admit they'd lost face by never having seen the beast before.
The group of demon kings began to chat, and the peacock demon king, who was leading them, didn't seem to care.
Aside from the initial rudeness of the old pig, when he frowned slightly, he had been carefully observing Wang Zheng ever since.
He first casually glanced at the venomous python king, which was still being trampled under Wang Zheng's feet and was struggling desperately on the ground.
He then glanced at the Spirit Elephant King, whose face was filled with rage, but his expression remained unchanged.
He simply comforted Lingxiang Wangdao softly:
“This Poisonous Python King is cunning and unpredictable. We must not listen to his side of the story. Second brother, hold your anger. Putting aside the strength of that demon king, just the fact that he controls a hundred miles around is enough to show that he is extraordinary. Let me handle this matter.”
As a powerful ruler who had conquered a region and ruled over it, he naturally recognized the venomous python king that had been claimed to have been killed by the Chinese military.
Although it is unknown why this demon king has been resurrected at this moment, or why he has appeared here.
However, from his words, the Peacock Demon King also realized that the Poisonous Python King and his second brother seemed to have some special relationship.
However, the Peacock Demon King did not reveal his thoughts. Just as he was about to speak to Wang Zheng, he was interrupted by Old Pig, who had overheard his elder brother speaking.
The seemingly honest and rude old pig immediately started talking.
"Hey, wasn't that Poisonous Python King killed by the Chinese military a few days ago for causing trouble in human territory? How come it's suddenly related to our second brother again?"
Oh dear, could it be that he knows he's going to die and is making baseless accusations? But judging from my second brother's angry expression, it doesn't seem like it. Could it be...?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
My second brother is known to all for his unparalleled loyalty and righteousness; how could he possibly form a secret clique? This is slander, pure defamation!
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