The ice and snow melted, and two figures walked one after another on the mountain road. The mountain road that became muddy because of the thick snow melted was nothing to them. Not long after, they passed an old tree covered with red ribbons for blessing.
, a temple appeared on the mountainside, with vermilion paint, azure bricks, and melodious bells.
Qing Yan walked in, and the man followed her, looking around the inside of the temple.
There is no living person. The burly human figure who rings the bell in the temple is a black bear wearing a monk's robe. He holds a huge wooden pillar and hits the copper bell, so that the bell can be transmitted far away. Everyone in the temple knows that outsiders have set foot.
When they came out, none of them had human faces. They were also staring at Qingyan and whispering, making the originally peaceful temple seem a little noisy.
The melodious bells dispersed, and Black Bear cupped his hands to Qingyan and said, "Please wait a moment, Zhenjun, and I'll go ask the host."
Qing Yan waved his hand, indicating that the other party didn't need to pay attention.
She passed over the monster-faced monks and walked straight towards the depths of the temple. For a moment, the monks looked ferocious, evil spirits surged wildly, and some even screamed in low voices, wanting to kill Qingyan and bite off Qingyan's throat. Qingyan stopped.
As they stepped forward, the blade of the Cangming Sword loomed under the cloak. However, the monks' movements were stopped by Black Bear, who warned sternly: "This is the True Lord Qingxiao Tianhuang. He is here at the invitation of the host. You must not neglect it!"
After that, the black bear demon monk leaned towards Qing Yan again and said: "If the true king is impatient, you can also go to the main temple to find the abbot, and we won't bother you."
Qing Yan's cold eyes swept across the monks, and all the demon monks who looked at Qing Yan instinctively avoided them, not daring to look directly into Qing Yan's eyes, which were the eyes of the King of Beasts.
Seeing that the demon monk had calmed down, Qingyan walked towards the temple again, and disappeared in the flash of green thunder.
"They can't see you, why?" Qing Yan said lightly.
The figure behind him walked beside the lightning, like an erratic ghost. He replied lightly: "They are just a bunch of despicable things."
"So I'm very noble, to be able to see you."
The man smiled, said no more, and followed Qing Yan into the huge ancient main temple.
An unnamed Buddha's golden body sat in the main hall, with a big black snake coiled on his hands holding Buddhist rituals. The big snake swallowed scarlet letters and stared at the visitor with interest.
"True Lord Qingxiao Tianhuang, your coming here really brings glory to this ruined temple... No, it should be said that it brings glory to this realm. Your name has been mentioned in this demonic realm recently.
But no one knows it, no one knows it. You slaughtered a demon king and escaped with your body intact. With such an achievement, even if you established your own business in the demon realm and became a new demon king, no one would dare to say a word." The big snake hissed.
Then, it snaked around the Buddha's arm, and finally raised its head high in the open palm.
Qing Yan neatly sat cross-legged on the futon in the temple, holding the Cangming Sword in his hand. The thick scabbard made a muffled sound when it fell to the ground.
She raised her eyes slightly, a murderous aura enveloped the black snake, "I don't want to hear nonsense."
The big snake was restrained, the scarlet snake's eyes widened, and he hissed with a smile, "Hehehe... It's well-deserved, and it's well-deserved."
The man leaned against the door rail, with a restrained and exaggerated expression on his face. He then said: "Well-deserved reputation, well-deserved reputation!"
Qing Yan knocked the Cangming Sword on the ground again. Black Snake couldn't figure out the situation, but the man leaning behind shut up.
"Continue." She looked at the black snake and said.
"I am sending a message to True Lord, willing to inform you of the secrets of the Demonic Realm of Zhentian. At the same time, I heard that True Lord was unfortunately contaminated with the incurable poison when he killed the Demon Lord. During the battle, many living beings witnessed the Demon Lord's final death.
I pierced the tail thorn into your left shoulder, Zhenjun. Just the little poisonous mist that escaped caused several big stars to lose their vitality. You can imagine how vicious this poison is. But here is an antidote.
This fatal poison can be eradicated."
The big snake stared at Qing Yan, and then said: "Everyone knows that there is no cure for the poison of Demon Lord, and it will directly devour the life span of the person who is contaminated. Even you, the true king, who is also in the realm of true one, may only have three years of life left.
Already."
"I know that the true king entered this demonic realm to find something, and I also know that the true king has been looking for a way to break the deadlock these days. Isn't this a coincidence? This can satisfy all the true king's needs at a small price.
To the True Lord, it is just a drop in the bucket."
"Go on." Qing Yan's face was expressionless.
Seeing this, the black snake's mouth cracked into a smile. It snaked out from the palm of the Buddha's hand and came to the ground. The snake's head looked straight at Qing Yan's face.
"Then let me first talk about the detoxification method that Zhenjun is most concerned about. I wonder if Zhenjun has ever heard of... the method of intercourse. The demon king claims that there is no antidote in the world that can't harm you. The reason is that there is a poison hidden in the lower body.
There is a special substance that can resist this poison. You only need to transfer this substance to the True Lord through sexual intercourse to relieve this crisis."
"really?"
"How dare you deceive the true king."
"And what's the price?"
Orochi was stunned, obviously not expecting Qing Yan to ask such a question. After thinking for a moment, he replied: "One intercourse with the True Lord is the price, how can I ask for more?"
Qing Yan couldn't help but let out a sneer, and her hand had already grasped the handle of the Cang Ming Dao.
The big snake was puzzled, and the swallowed snake letter brought back an aura that made it feel uneasy.
"So you called me all the way here and acted incomprehensible just because you wanted to sleep with me?"
Draw your sword, thunder roars!
As the big snake wailed, the snake's head was cut off, but there was no blood at the broken wound, but a dark mist filled the air.
The broken snake head widened its eyes angrily, its scarlet snake eyes stared at Qing Yan, roaring viciously, and the curses were unbearable. Qing Yan remained expressionless, sheathed the knife, and thunder suddenly appeared, and he appeared in the temple the next moment.
outside.
Because the whole mountain was shaking, the two-foot-long black snake was not the real body. The real dark snake was sleeping underground in the temple.
"Boom——!" The dark scales occupied the entire field of vision, and the scarlet snake eyes replaced the blazing sun. It hissed, and the cold snake hiss resounded throughout the world. The moment the black snake revealed its body, the demon monk in the temple simultaneously transformed into
A horrifying giant beast stands in the mountains, its demonic aura soars into the sky, black clouds billow, and the evil aura spreads boundlessly!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Qing Yan showed a playful smile, "I didn't expect Demon Lord Ananda, who has disappeared from the Demon Realm for hundreds of thousands of years, to be entrenched in this small nameless star. Such a
It seems that your invitation is just a bait, you brought me here to capture me."
"Scorpion King Wu Tuo injected a lifetime of poison into your body before he died. How can you resist? Based on that level of poison, I'm afraid you are just an empty shell now, and the spiritual energy around your body is stagnant. It is even difficult to summon the Dharma.
Why bother to break your skin? If you know it, you should be obedient. This will be good for you and me. I am not helpless about Wu Tuo's poison, as long as you surrender to me." The black snake lowered its head and hissed.
Qing Yan's peripheral vision glanced in the direction of the temple.
The tall man in mysterious clothes stood calmly, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.
Qingyan shook his head.
This action was seen by Black Snake, thinking that Qing Yan still rejected it, and immediately became furious, "You don't know what is good or what is evil!"
The terrifying black mist surrounded the black snake and rushed in the direction of Qingyan.
Qing Yan took a deep breath, followed by a soft moan as the blade was unsheathed.
The thunder light danced, and the green thunder covered the sky and the earth, as if she had thrown the planet into a thunder pool, and there were terrifying thunder snakes in all directions.
There was blood spattered.
The planet was cut in half, and then turned into powder in the thunder prison. The black mist dispersed, and the big snake was cut into several pieces and suspended in the universe, and its skin was completely blackened by lightning strikes.
Qing Yan was bathed in thunder light, looking down at the black snake from a high position.
The black snake couldn't believe it. It couldn't imagine that a living being who had been poisoned by Wu Tuo could still exert such abilities.
"No one can cure your poison..."
Qingyan's spiritual power surged wildly, and there was no trace of decline in the mighty Qi machine.
Only then did Black Snake discover the problem. This ferocious tiger didn't look like he was about to die from poisoning!
"Surprised?" Qing Yan sneered.
"It's easy to avoid that level of last-ditch effort, but it's not necessary. The venom condensed by that scorpion will turn into the purest source of life."
This fierce tiger has the ability to destroy poison! The black snake was shocked.
"I feel disgusted by making you into a ghost." Qing Yan swung his last sword, and before Black Snake could beg for mercy, Demon Lord Ananda was completely wiped out.
Sheath the knife.
The man quietly came to Qing Yan again and said with a smile: "You are still so awesome."
"Okay, put away your familiar face." Qing Yan said unceremoniously, "You are indeed Nan Zhu, but you are definitely not the Nan Zhu I know."
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Ancient world.
With the palace occupied by Li Xi'an as the center, the spiritual veins were activated, sending the majestic spiritual energy to all directions like blood vessels.
God in the ancient world can feel this change best.
The abundance of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye and the power of his own cultivation began to skyrocket.
"Oh, it's so comfortable!" Li Chengqi enjoyed it very much, his face turned red. He had endless strength at this moment, and he could punch a planet with one punch!
At this moment, he was lying on the massage table, and the masseur was moving his hands up and down. The masseur thought this was Boss Li's compliment to him, so he started rubbing harder.
Miao was meditating in a specially built sauna, like an old monk in trance, separated from the massage room where Li Chengqi was lying on his stomach by an exquisite antique curtain.
Mole can also vaguely detect changes in the ancient world. He possesses insights that are unimaginable to ordinary creatures. The abundance of spiritual veins in the ancient world cannot escape his perception.
He knew that this change was brought about by Nanzhu. He had killed a terrifying double-digit number of the creatures of the law. Even two ancient beasts from the wilderness died in Nanzhu's hands. At this moment, Nanzhu contained extremely terrifying vitality. He
This majestic vitality is being precipitated, and just the overflowing part of this vitality is enough to feed back to the ancient world, causing this change.
This is just Mole's judgment. The only one who truly understands the profound changes in the ancient world today is Li Chengqi.
Seven springs pass and autumn comes.
At the foot of Miluo Mountain, there are beaches and rebuilt wooden houses.
On the beach chair, Yang Lianyue was rubbing Li Chengqi's shoulders. It was really considerate of him not to call her his wife at this time. He looked dull on the beach chair.
The transportation of spiritual veins has not stopped yet.
It hasn’t stopped yet…
It’s been going on, it’s been going on to this day, it’s been going on... for seven years!
Deep within the earth's veins throughout the ancient world, the spiritual power was so rich that it crystallized, and even some remote places far away from secular civilization began to experience unpredictable spiritual energy roars.
What does the Master want to do? Li Chengqi lies dead on the beach chair.
I originally thought that the Master and the others would not stay in the ancient world for a long time, but in the blink of an eye, the noble Good Sage was about to become an idol in the world. There was no movement from the Master's side, but the spiritual energy was extremely rich and formed.
White crystals cover the entire Yuanhai Palace.
Just when the God of the ancient world was considering it, a manic dragon roar resounded throughout the countryside!
"Roar--!"
"Master!" Li Chengqi sat upright almost like a catapult. He looked at the sea in the distance. A shocking tsunami rose from the sea, like a bulging earth!
Mole frowned.
That's not Nanzhu.
Sure enough, a giant white dragon tore through the sea and rose into the sky, stretching its huge body wantonly between heaven and earth.
Li Chengqi was also stunned.
"Who is this...? A relative of the Master? No, the Master was not born with ten types, so he shouldn't have dragon relatives."
"That dragon is not a living creature, it is a spirit." Zhu pointed out the truth about the white giant dragon.
Li Chengqi looked intently. Although the dragon's scales were pure and dazzling, they were illusory. What was burning in his eyes was not the master-like dragon pupils, but the fire of the soul.
Before the God of the Ancient World was frightened, another dragon roar sounded, the sea surface broke open, and another giant blue dragon jumped out of the sea, with scales as blue as the sea.
The two dragon souls did not stay there. After appearing, they meandered in a certain direction and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant. However, Li Chengqi could still sense the direction in which the dragon souls were going, so they did not correspond to the east or west.
Then the third head, the fourth head, the fifth head...
The eight-headed dragon souls wind their way to all directions in the ancient world.
Li Chengqi was so shocked that he couldn't speak. There were so many scaly dragons. Even if we look at the entire history of the ancient world, the number of scaly dragons that appeared was only this. What's more, the scene of eight dragon souls appearing at the same time was comparable to the universe.
Miracle!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "So that's it." Xian Tian spoke after a long absence.
"The Great Wilderness Ancestral God White Snake's natal weapon, the Nine Nether Dragon Soul Flag, contains eight true dragon resentful souls and is missing one main flag dragon soul. He originally wanted to make the red dragon into the main flag dragon soul, but unfortunately...
You have also seen the result."
"Nine Nether Dragon Soul Flag..." Li Chengqi murmured.
True dragons are terrifying creatures known for their tyranny, but how terrifying will the dragon souls that are killed and then refined be? Filled with resentment and anger, they will kill everything in sight. Unparalleled violence will be unleashed on these dead dragon souls.
It is obvious. If you can regard this kind of thing as your natal weapon, you can only say that you are worthy of being the unshakable one in the wilderness.
But the unshakable One died.
Even the eternally fallen dragon soul was purified and liberated.
Deep in the ancient world, spiritual veins surge.
Li Chengqi finally understood why the Master had been nourishing his spiritual veins for the past seven years.
The dragon soul running in all directions stopped at a certain place and prostrated on the earth. The dragon's body was winding and corresponded to the spiritual veins deep underground. All along, Li Xi'an exuded the source of life at the level of law and nourished the spiritual veins of the ancient world.
It is to prepare for these eight dragon souls and give them a place to rest.
The dragon souls are sleeping and turned into rolling mountains. In a sense, they are the dragon veins of the ancient world at this moment. The ancient world nourishes their lives, and they will also give the ancient world unimaginable glory.
Li Chengqi took in his eyes the places where dragon souls from all over the world rest, and wished he could call the Master his adopted father immediately.
What is this? What is this?
The grace of reinvention!
Although the Master might just be trying to nourish the dragon souls and revive them again, this would only be good for Li Chengqi and not harmful.
at the same moment.
In the Yuanhai Palace, in the sea of white crystal, the faint light illuminates the clasped iron scales. The behemoth is swimming in the palace, its huge pupils are as bright as golden candles, and the Five Elements Divine Ring is slowly rotating behind the behemoth, like a creation.
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