"Finally killed it!" Han Li, seeing this scene from the air, exclaimed with great joy.
By this time, he had finally regained control over his body.
"Be careful, this python won't be slain so easily," Liu Ming said, his expression solemn.
The young man was startled by these words and, learning from his previous lesson, almost instinctively formed a single-hand seal. A black flame wafted out from the ancient lamp in front of him, and in a daze, it turned into a black light screen that enveloped him within.
Just then, the two halves of the giant python's head that had been severed below suddenly started to crack and shatter, followed by a surge of fluctuations. Suddenly, another slightly smaller black python's head emerged from the void. It looked almost identical to the one before, except for a thin streak of blood on the top of its head, and strands of black blood spurting out from it.