When Wang Teng heard the angry curse from the dark figure, he opened his mouth and said with some anxiety: "Senior, I am a disciple of Demon Lord Wutian."
"Are you his disciple?"
"How could his disciple be so weak as you?"
The dark figure said very suspiciously.
"..."
When Wang Teng heard this, he was immediately hit by hundreds of millions of critical points, and he felt bad all over.
"Well, the traces of time on your body are still very weak, no wonder you are so weak, but the aura of your soul..."
"Huh? How can your soul aura be so mixed? This is..."
The dark figure first noticed the traces of time on Wang Teng's body and found that the aura of time on his body was still very weak, but then he felt that the aura of Wang Teng's soul was extremely mixed, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.
His blazing eyes fell on Wang Teng. He stared at the dark figure for a moment, and finally his eyes flickered and he murmured to himself: "I see..."
Wang Teng didn't know why, and thought that the other party said that his soul aura was mixed, because he noticed that his soul was mixed with the aura of the remnant souls of the ten ancient ferocious beasts, and was fused with a ray of the remnant soul of the Wutian Demon Lord.
"Has that guy already died? His remaining soul has taken the initiative to merge with you. No wonder you know about me."
The previous resentment of the dark figure suddenly disappeared, but instead there was infinite loss and sadness in his words.
The endless black cracks in the void disappeared and healed.
The terrifying aura oppressing Wang Teng instantly dissipated without a trace.
Wang Teng immediately felt light all over.
But when I felt the infinite loss and sadness on the other side, I couldn't help but be affected by the emotion. My heart felt sad, and I heard my master Wutian Demon Lord.
Although he didn't spend long time with Demon Lord Wutian.
But the other party's kindness to him could never be repaid in his lifetime.
During the most difficult time in his life, if it hadn't been for the teachings of Demon Lord Wutian, he might not have been able to escape the murderous intent of the Mo family's father and daughter, and he would have been dead long ago.
It was Demon Lord Wutian who tempered his body in the blood pool and taught him the supreme method. In the end, even the last remaining soul of himself was fused with him.
It can be said that Demon Lord Wutian gave him a chance to live a new life.
Without Demon Lord Wutian, he would not be what he is now.
But he can no longer see Demon Lord Wutian, nor can he repay his kindness. The only thing he can do is to do what he promised to Demon Lord Wutian, to go to the God Realm, overthrow the ancient immortal dynasty, and avenge him.
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In the distance, the bald-headed crane finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wang Teng was fine, but he did not dare to come closer, feeling very afraid of the dark figure.
The dark figure noticed the peeping gaze of the bald crane and looked sideways.
The bald crane immediately lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead, motionless.
"Huh……"
Seeing the bald crane, the dark figure couldn't help showing a hint of surprise in its eyes.
When Wang Teng heard the dark figure's surprise, he came back from his trance and saw the dark figure looking at the bald crane with strange eyes. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart: "Senior, do you know Xiao He?"
The bald-headed crane also opened one eye after hearing this, because most of its vast sea of consciousness is in a state of chaos, shrouded in endless chaos. The bald-headed crane is at a loss regarding its origins and many other information.
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Although it usually doesn't care and doesn't bother to think about it, it still couldn't help but eavesdrop at this moment.
The dark figure nodded and said calmly: "I saw it once, so I asked why there was a second smell that made me feel familiar here. It turned out to be it."
When the bald-headed crane heard that the other party had seen him before, he immediately rolled his eyes and jumped up from the ground. He stopped pretending to be dead and smiled flatteringly at the dark figure: "Ah ha, I didn't expect that my senior and I are old friends."
I know you."
Since they are old acquaintances, the other party should not be unfavorable to him, right?
Even though I couldn't remember ever seeing this being in the Yellow Spring Sacred River.
"I can't talk about old acquaintances. I just remember that when I was sleeping, you secretly drank half of the water from the Holy River of Huangquan, causing the Holy River of Huangquan to almost dry up."
"And you also dug up the magic medicine and elixir that I planted by the river, and you also urinated in the Yellow Spring Holy River..."
The dark figure said faintly, and his tone became increasingly cold.
The flattering smile on the bald crane's face suddenly froze, and the body he was leaning against also froze instantly.
"Senior must have admitted the wrong crane. There is no way I would do such a thing. Senior knows this!"
The bald crane hurriedly denied it, with layers of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
After Wang Teng heard the words of the being in the Yellow Spring Holy River, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Then he glanced at the bald-headed crane and felt that what the other party said was really in line with the bald-headed crane's style.
"Huh, it's you. Just the aura on your body, I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes!"
"I never thought you would dare to come in front of me!"
The dark figure looked gloomy and said coldly.
"But I see that you are like this now, and you have already suffered retribution. You were so powerful in the past, but now you have become such a pheasant, which makes me feel bad. I don't want to bother with you now.
It’s something.”
The dark figure said coldly, then flicked his sleeves, and a powerful force rolled up Wang Teng and the bald crane: "I haven't spoken to anyone for many years, and I am always in a deep sleep. Since you have disturbed me,
Wake up, don't leave in a hurry, stay and chat with me more."
After saying this, a huge golden vortex emerged from the Yellow Spring Sacred River, sinking to the bottom of the river with Wang Teng and the bald-headed crane.
Wang Teng and Bald-headed Crane were both shocked. The tyrannical force enveloped them and they could not struggle at all. They could only sink to the bottom of the river along with the dark figure.
However, the Holy River of the Yellow Spring was unfathomable. Wang Teng and the Bald Crane sank for a long time, but they could not see the bottom of the river. They could only see the golden Holy Water of the Yellow Spring surging around them, but it did not contaminate them at all.
The yellow spring holy water exudes a pure breath, is sacred and peaceful, and contains incomparable holy power.
In the holy river, there are countless creatures growing, various holy medicines, and some fish that are so vigorous that it makes the bald crane's eyes glow green.
"Holy medicine, so many holy medicines!"
"Wow, sir, these fish have such a strong life essence, so tempting..."
The bald-headed crane is salivating, whether it is those holy medicines or various water creatures, it is greedy.
"Hmph, you have fallen into this situation, and you still care about me, the thing in the holy river of hell!"
The blurry dark figure snorted coldly, with an evil look in his eyes.
The bald-headed crane immediately shrank his neck when he heard this, and said with a smile: "How could I care about these things? These are the things I hate the most."
Then it closed its eyes directly, trying not to look at the various creatures in the Yellow Spring Holy River, fearing that it would not be able to help but rush over to catch and eat them.
However, the blurry figure sneered and said: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. With your current little magic power, if you really dare to rush over, there's no guarantee that one of you will eat the other."