Of the three Wind-Tail Cockscomb Snakes, the one on the far left suddenly went blank in its cold, razor-sharp eyes.
Then its head tilted, and it bit straight toward its own vital spot.
It bit with terrifying precision—and viciousness.
It tore right through its body and bit a huge hole in its own heart.
That Wind-Tail Cockscomb Snake died on the spot.
A black soul ring drifted up from its body.
Meier: "..."
The other two Wind-Tail Cockscomb Snakes: "..."
The scene instantly sank into an eerie silence.
The Wind-Tail Cockscomb Snakes trembled all over. Their intelligence was already roughly that of ten-year-old children.
Naturally, they understood that they seemed to have provoked a human they could not afford to provoke.
"Wuwu..."
It felt like they were about to cry!
Was it still not too late to run?
The heads of the two Wind-Tail Cockscomb Snakes immediately turned to either side, and then their tails sprang like coils, launching their bodies outward.
They were unbelievably fast.
In the blink of an eye, they were already a hundred meters away.
Although Wang Sheng had already anticipated the Wind-Tail Cockscomb Snakes' speed, he was still somewhat shaken by it.
He could not help but praise them aloud. "So fast! As expected of Wind-Tail Cockscomb Snakes over ten thousand years old!"
Praise was praise, but he had no intention of letting them go.
So the third soul ring on his body lit up. "Third Soul Ring Skill, Evil Spirit Devour."
Two blood-colored phantoms flew out from Wang Sheng's eyes.
Those two blood-colored phantoms seemed as if they could cut through space itself, vanishing in a flash.
When they appeared again, they were already blocking the two Wind-Tail Cockscomb Snakes a hundred meters away.
Then the blood-colored phantoms turned into a cloud of blood