Licking the blood at the corner of his mouth, Su Ming looked down at the giant python that was writhing crazily.
There was a distinct giant claw mark on the outside of the red body of the python. The scales inside had long been shattered, and the flesh was almost torn apart. It was enough to see the touched intestines and pale cartilage.
The mutated giant python kept breathing hot air. Its eyes were mixed with the desire for life. It was unwilling to die here.
A wave of flame energy surged out of its abdomen and gathered at its mouth. Then, the giant python suddenly moved toward Su Ming and spat out a large amount of flames, blocking its vision. It did the same thing again, it tried to escape from the giant White Wolf’s eyes again.
Unfortunately, the same method was unable to achieve the first effect. Su Ming had long seen through the other party’s thoughts. Instead of retreating, he advanced and raised his lightning claws, forcing the flames in front of him away.