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The first thousand two hundred and eighty-three chapters the head of the devil

As soon as he came out of the purple halo, Liu Qinghuan heard a roar of grief and anger, which shocked his heart. He immediately pulled out the Immortal Killing Spear. However, when Dingqing took a look, he saw Di Ao, who had entered first, squatting not far away. , with a ferocious expression as if he wanted to eat people.

The other three great demons were also standing nearby, all with dark and sullen faces, looking ahead without saying a word.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes turned and he understood.

He has been to Youguan Realm, one of the three lower realms of Jiuyou, and to the deepest part of the boundless sea of ​​demons. The demonic energy in these places is stronger than the last. However, compared to the current Land of Ten Thousand Ancestors, Youguan Realm and The boundless sea of ​​demons is nothing.

At this time, they were standing on a bluestone path. On both sides of the road were large areas of land that looked like burnt black land, with a river running through it.

Judging from the remaining field stems, this place should have been neat and flat medicinal fields or flower beds. However, at this time, it had been completely eroded by the evil spirit. Only withered grass and trees fell powerlessly to the ground. And the river flowing there was not Water, but pure devilish energy.

Desolation, silence, desolation...

"How could it be like this?" Sishu murmured. Her injuries had not healed. At this moment, she suddenly lost strength and fell to the ground: "The ancestral land should not be like this, I don't believe it... "

Demonic cultivators are not demonic cultivators, nor do they cultivate demonic energy. Naturally, it is unlikely that their ancestral land will be as haunted by demonic energy as it is today.

Di Ao's eyes were full of anger: "It must be because of the head of the god and demon clan!"

At this time, I heard Nie Yu suddenly shouting: "Oh no, Cangling Cave!" He rushed out after saying that.

After being reminded, the expressions of the other three people changed drastically. Before Liu Qinghuan could react, there was no one around him.

After thinking about it, he followed, caught up with Yao Qing, and asked, "Is Cangling Cave important to you?"

Yao Qing concealed her anxious look and said: "Yes, Cangling Cave is related to the inheritance of our family's bloodline, so we must go and check whether it is also infected by demonic energy. Don't worry, we will help you find the god after seeing it." The head of the demon."

"After I find it, I will burn it to ashes with Phoenix Sky Fire!" Nie Yu interjected, obviously very angry.

The group of people traveled very fast, crossing the plain with barren grass and decaying poplar trees, and a high mountain appeared in front of them, and the Cangling Cave was on the mountain.

However, everyone fell silent when they looked at the hole where the demonic energy was pouring out like a pillar of smoke. For the four demon clan members, the worst outcome was almost in front of them.

Seeing that no one spoke, Liu Qinghuan couldn't bear it, but he still said: "The demonic energy in this place is endless and extremely pure. I'm afraid the heads of the gods and demons are inside."

Yao Qing stopped Di Ao, who was about to rush in, and said: "It's not appropriate to go in like this. Let's discuss how to destroy it first..."

"What are you still discussing!" Di Ao said angrily: "Have we not discussed enough? Cangling Cave is right in front of us, why are we waiting?!"

Nie Yu also advised: "It's better to be cautious, not to mention that everyone's mana has been consumed a lot before, so it's best to repair it before going in."

"This place is full of demonic energy, and the magic power cannot be restored at all. How can we repair it? If you want to repair it, just repair it outside slowly. I will go in by myself!" Di Ao said, and snorted contemptuously: "It's just a head. It’s been so many years, maybe it’s rotten into pieces now, and I’m still afraid of what it will do!”

He insisted on entering and refused to listen to anyone's advice. As he spoke, he waved away Yao Qing's hand, and layers of lightning suddenly appeared around him, rushing into the billowing demonic energy.

"Forget it." Nie Yu shook his head towards Yao Qing and said, "What he said is not unreasonable. At this point, how bad can things get? It's useless to talk more, so it's better to just do it!"

Yao Qing couldn't help but looked at Liu Qinghuan, who nodded and said: "Come in!"

"I won't go in." At this time, Sishu spoke up and said with a wry smile: "I'm seriously injured now, and I was struggling to support myself before, so I better not hold you back."

In this way, everyone except Sishu entered the cave.

The entrance of the cave is not big, but once I entered, I found that there were many forks inside, one hole connected to another. Many of the caves contained animal bones. It was the first time for Liu Qinghuan to see so many animal bones, the layers of various monsters.

They piled up layer upon layer into mountains, and many of them turned black under the erosion of the evil spirit.

The Land of Ten Thousand Ancestors, the place where the demon clan’s bones and souls return to their graves. No wonder Yao Qing and others care so much about this place.

Because there were a few people from the demon tribe leading the way, the journey went extremely smoothly, but the atmosphere was extremely depressing, with a faint sadness flowing silently.

Liu Qinghuan followed behind silently, and in front of him was a ball of thick ink-like demonic energy, which made a sizzling sound when it touched the clear light of his body protection.

Along the way, he didn't have time to sort out the memory fragments transmitted from Jia Luo Mo when he entered the Land of Ten Thousand Ancestors. Before he saw the head of the god and demon clan, he quickly flipped through those memories and finally understood the whole thing.

Got a clear understanding.

More than 300,000 years ago, an eminent monk appeared in Buddhism. His name was Jihai. He was extremely talented and knowledgeable. He was highly praised for both his Dharma and his virtues. However, it was later discovered that he was only covered with a layer of compassion.

Skin, you can do no evil things secretly.

After being discovered, the Buddhist sect was disgraced and its prestige was gone. The Buddhist cultivators began to hunt for Ji Hai. In the process of fleeing, Ji Hai fled to all walks of life and committed many crimes.

In the end, many Buddhist cultivators who were chasing him and some Taoist cultivators who helped him caught his whereabouts in the Wanhu Realm. However, the two sides fought and Jihai suddenly awakened. It turned out that he was actually the reincarnation of a demon, and the lower world only served to confuse people and spread demonic thoughts.

, causing people to fight and kill each other.

Jihai restored the true form of the gods and demons, and its strength increased greatly, killing many monks and bleeding into rivers. The Wanhu Realm also fell apart because it could not withstand the huge power of the battle between the two sides.

Seeing that Jihai was about to kill a lot of people, the laws of heaven finally came into effect. Neither true immortals nor real demons could descend to the human world in their true form and disrupt the order of the human world, so a beam of Ji Dao Xuantian Divine Thunder was dropped.

Jihai was hit and his body collapsed, but he did not die. Only one head was left. He fled in panic and hid in the land of ten thousand ancestors of the demon clan. Later, Jia Luomo devoted all the power of the Buddhist sect to seal it.

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"Di Ao!" At this time, a shout interrupted Liu Qinghuan's memory. He looked up and saw Di Ao covered in red dragon flames in front of him.

"This is here?" Liu Qinghuan turned around and saw that they had arrived at an underground palace. Di Ao was standing motionless next to a square pool. Demonic energy was spewing in the pool, black water was surging, and a

Huge black cocoons floated in the water.

Liu Qinghuan looked stern and held the Immortal Killing Spear in front of him: "That's him?!"

Di Ao turned his head, his face could not be seen clearly under the dragon flames, but his voice was very low and filled with fear: "He is breathing!"


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