chapter 357 Spineless old snake!

The fanatical atmosphere suddenly died down with the sudden death of the three pythons.
At the top of the cliff, a cold wind blew, dispersing the bloody smell from the snake corpses and rushing into the nostrils of the old snake king who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, as if it were a cold irony.
His face was dull, and he stared at the scene in front of him with horror, as if he had not yet come to his senses. The three giant pythons he controlled were all killed in such...