Chapter 1285 - the means of the glacial snake.

Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 1285 the means of the glacial snake.

A badge was in sight. However, at this critical moment, golden light surged around the alien’s body. The alien ignited its own body, and it instantly fled far away.

“Huff … Huff …”

“The fact that tens of thousands of clans are able to survive in the territory of the human race means that each clan has their own life-saving techniques.” Fang Chen muttered to himself.

The little mouse was about to speak when its expression suddenly changed.

“Your reactions are quite quick to listen.” The figure grinned and said.

Fang Chen turned pale with fright. He activated his spatiotemporal meaning and pulled the little mouse along, escaping in the blink of an eye.

“You won’t be able to escape from my glacial snake.” The foreign delegate laughed coldly as his body transformed into a python, shuttling rapidly through time and space as he chased after Fang Chen.

Fang Chen cursed as he moved quickly.

“You know of the glacial snake?”

Thinking about his own star tower being frozen, Fang Chen felt a sense of lingering fear.

glacial snake who was behind was completely focused on chasing Fang Chen. Caught off guard, his tail was pierced through.

This time, completely infuriated the people of glacial snake, he roared angrily, and his speed increased by 30%.

In the blink of an eye, glacial snake had caught up to Fang Chen.

Fang Chen also felt the arrival of danger. Once he was intercepted by the glacial snake, he would die without a doubt.

The star tower still had not unsealed, and could not use the power of the stars.

“Buzz …”

Fang Chen pushed the spatiotemporal meaning to its limit and once again increased his speed, but he was still within the attacking range of the people from the glacial snake.

Seeing that, the glacial snake Python sneered, and continued to increase its attack.

“Die.”

The big hand reached out and grabbed the glacial snake’s man.

“Ah …”

Phew…

That was why he was able to obtain the acknowledgement of the first generation ancestors of the Luo nationality and obtain the inheritance.

Looking at the wild cheers of all the disciples in Luo Family Holy Land, the Patriarch was very happy.

His gaze landed on the sacrificial altar in the middle of the Sacred Ground.

The surroundings of the huge altar was surrounded by a dusky atmosphere.

In the center of the altar, there was a graceful figure.

“Boss, what’s wrong?”

The little mouse asked worriedly.

Fang Chen shook his head, his expression solemn.

Just now, he had heard his mother calling him. Was this an illusion?

Only his mother’s call could cause something to go wrong with his cultivation. His Qi and blood rushed to his head and he vomited blood.