Chapter 662 Three Exiled Immortals(1/2)
The chubby dean pulled the handsome student and praised him in a way that was beyond words.
This is an extremely official scene.
An Bulang responded cordially to Wang Hu.
Anyway, he is waiting for the rabbit to go, so he has nothing to do.
Another wave of demon reinforcements rushed over. This time, a demon emperor from the Green Eye Demon clan led the team, and only three demon masters came over. It seemed that it was not useful to bring many minions.
They are very cautious and know how to observe the situation on the battlefield first.
However, when he saw a sea of corpses and blood in the distance, and immediately decided to escape, An Bulang had already locked them and pulled out the bow and arrow.
Regarding the extent of exploration of the spiritual consciousness, no one in the world can reach his peace.
Another arrow through the cloud.
The Demon Emperor still could not block the attack of this magical arrow and was shot through and fell.
Then the members of the Lang Alliance killed all the remaining three demon masters.
One-sided massacre without any suspense.
The blood has dyed the earth black, and the breath of death is extremely strong, as if it cannot be resolved.
Perhaps the top powerhouses of the four top demons all joined forces and attacked each other together to have a chance of winning against An Bulang and others, but just coming one after another alone can only deliver food to An Bulang.
The Dragon and the Magic Arrow Returns.
It trembled gently, and the tip of the arrow became redder, as if it was condensing and condensing something.
This strange treasure has killed too many top-level strong men, and has been infected with the essence of life of countless top-level strong men, and seems to be transforming into a certain state.
"Get out of here!"
A crisp and delicate shout came from a distance.
The coffin lid suddenly opened.
Bai Bai and Hongyi were bombarded with a burst of nine-colored light.
"Oh my God, this coffin can actually speak?"
"No, you... your coffin has become a spirit!"
Bai Bai and Hong Yi were both extremely shocked.
What was even more shocked was An Bulang. He looked at the two of them with an incredible look on his face: "You are so good, you can't even see the coffin!"
Of course he knew that the Nine Secret Coffin could speak.
At that time, the Nine Secret Coffin proudly introduced his functions to him.
"Master, I found this in a demon lord!" Ji Yinyin floated over, holding a small black bottle in her hand, and released a rich energy fluctuation inside.
An Bulang took the bottle and felt the energy fluctuations, his face slightly changed.
He opened the small bottle, and a magical wave of perfect fusion of demonic and divinity came to his face.
"Is this...the blood of the ancient gods and demons?" An Bulang looked shocked.
"It is they who have gained the power of the ancient god by absorbing this?" Ji Yinyin stared at the blood in the bottle and pinched her sharp chin and said curiously.
"Yes," An Bulang nodded, "This is the improved ancient god blood, which can merge with other demon bloodlines and transform the bloodlines of other demons..."
Wang Ha frowned: "No wonder the power of the Red River Demon Clan has made rapid progress, it turns out that it is because of this."
An Bulang looked up at the sun with a rainbow halo and whispered: "That's just one of them. Their plans are more than that..."
Just when he wanted to continue to stay in the evil spirits.
The colorful sun in the sky suddenly trembled violently.
"Bang……!"
The rainbow halos surrounding the sun actually shattered and turned into light particles and dissipated.
The earth is shaking, and the void is trembling.
At this moment, the world ushered in a drastic change!
"What's going on? What happened?" Wang Ha's face changed drastically.
He also noticed that the sun had changed, which made him very nervous.
Everyone in Langmeng became nervous too.
"What's going on? Is there something going on?"
"What kind of disaster will we face?"
The members of the Zhonglang League were very nervous.
An Bulang was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "The vision on the sun was broken, what are you afraid of? This means that the influence of the top existence of the ancient gods and demons on the Hongmeng Continent has weakened!"
"Is this something good for us?" Wang Ha breathed a sigh of relief.
"Did we do it?" Hongli looked at the countless fallen demons and said.
An Bulang shook his head, looked deeper into the Honghe River, and said, "It's them..."
The people from Langmeng carefully savored the "they" in An Bulang's mouth and guessed who it was.
The three friends An Bulang is looking for have done something bigger in a deeper place.
"Forget it, let's not wait here. The big head has been killed by us, and there is nothing left to wait for a group of slags. Let's continue to go deeper!" Although the vision was broken, An Bulang was still a little worried about the situation deeper, and immediately called everyone in the Lang League to set off.
Wang Ha's breathing was not smooth when she heard An Bulang's words.
If you really have you, even the demon lords and demon emperors are described as slags.
He, a student, is going to go to heaven!
Everyone gave up staying in place and continued deeper along the Red River.
The deeper you go, the more intense the demonic energy will be.
In this place, the demonic energy has reached a point where it cannot be dissolved, and the air is filled with a sticky and undispersed red mist.
For the demons, this is heaven. It is refreshing to take a breath, but for normal monks, it is very uncomfortable.
It doesn't mean that this place has become a Jedi.
A large number of demon plants grew on the Demon Mountains and the earth, and a large number of vicious and violent monsters were active. When they saw An Bulang and others flying by, they all showed malicious eyes.
Before they started attacking An Bulang, they saw a handsome lion who looked like a monster than a monster. He had already rushed towards them first and opened his bloody mouth...
"Aoah..."
"Ho huh huh..."
The demon beasts often cries from the demon mountain.
The Junshi finally extended its claws to the monsters. This pair of monsters active in the demon territory was a disaster. I don’t know how many monsters with high cultivation fell under their bloody mouths.
Junshi would come and describe the difference in taste between each different monster, scaring the little thing with purple lights on her side.
"After crossing the 9981 bend of the Red River in front, you can reach the end of the Red River Demon Territory."
An Bulang looked at the map plundered from the Qingtian Demon Emperor's Ring, glanced at it for a few seconds, and spoke.
The Red River in front became extremely wide, and it bent and circled like a dragon and snake, penetrated deep into the hazy red magic fog. The magic fog has the power to isolate all the breath of exploration, and it is impossible to see clearly or perceive what is in the depths of the magic fog.
They could only move forward carefully.
An Bulang flicked his fingers gently, breaking several natural blood evil killing formations and easily penetrated into the interior.
Hong Yi was surprised to see it and whispered: "Brother Bai, what is your big brother from? Why is he so powerful?"
"Haha, I don't know, but following me, Brother Lang is the most correct decision I have ever made in my life."
Bai Bai had already told An Bulang that he had embezzled the elixir in order to get out of trouble. An Bulang not only did not blame him, but also patted him on the shoulder, saying that he did a beautiful job, knew how to adapt to the situation, and had no barriers or feelings of loss from beginning to end.
You should know that the Wilderness Pill is a top-level treasure that has made countless powerful people in the Tribulation Period crazy and cannot get it.
An Bulang could actually care so much.
This kind of mind and demeanor has deeply convinced Bai Bai.
Bai Bai's emotions about An Bulang are extremely strong and passionate.
If Hongyi asked him, she and An Bulang fell into the water at the same time, who would he save first, he would probably choose An Bulang!
Through the fog.
An extremely wide and huge Red River appeared in front of me.
The earth and plains are thousands of miles away, and until the end, there is a thousand-foot mountain of demons standing on the sky.
The Red River actually flowed into the towering Demon Mountain!
One magnificent and full of time-like magic palaces are located on the plain, representing one demonic force after another that has passed down forever. Some have dissipated in the dust of history, some have practiced in the hidden world, and some have marched along the Honghe River toward the Hongmeng Continent, claiming to be the Red River Demons.
The war has already broken out here.
To be continued...