The first thousand two hundred and ninetieth chapters
The devil looked at the line of cause and effect surrounding him in astonishment. When he raised his head again, Liu Qinghuan could see the flickering light and shadow around him. It was the Yang Shen who was forcibly pulled out of his body, and his eyes became clear for a while.
Confused and struggling against the pain from the soul.
"You can actually resist the Hun Tian Mirror!" The devil was extremely surprised, almost thinking that his magic weapon had become useless, so he took the mirror in front of his eyes and examined it carefully.
No, there is no problem with Hun Tianjing. Is it his own problem?
His demon true body was indeed destroyed, leaving only this head, and the seal had just been released, and the power he could use was extremely limited, and he could not fully open the Huntian Mirror, but this was not because the opponent's soul was still there now.
The reason why it wasn’t sucked out!
Thinking of this, he shouted: "Huntian Mirror is the treasure of chaos, what kind of immortal power have you obtained!"
Liu Qinghuan woke up again when he heard the words Treasure of Chaos, and could feel that the power in his body that did not belong to him was rapidly consuming.
No, the power he borrowed from Shangxian Huaqiong was to eliminate the demon, and he couldn't use it any longer!
The cage composed of causal threads could no longer trap the devil at this time. After the opponent hit him hard a few times, the thin threads broke one after another.
But this is enough!
He raised his fingers slightly
Seeing that Liu Qinghuan's expression was always in pain and confusion, and seemed unable to answer his questions, the devil had no choice but to give up questioning.
He smashed most of the causal threads and flew out of the cage. He couldn't help but feel a little sad and proud, because not long ago, he was reduced to being kicked as a ball by a few ordinary cultivators.
And now, it's time to put an end to that hateful person!
When he looked at Liu Qinghuan again, he saw the last light in his life, which came from the Tai Gang Divine Thunder.
"Boom!" The thunder exploded, centered on the demon head, and spread rapidly like a violent wave, scattering the thick demonic clouds that originally covered the entire sky, revealing a spotless clear sky.
The haze that had accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years in the Land of Ten Thousand Ancestors was finally dispelled at this moment, and the mountains and land saw sunlight again. Even though it was still barren due to the erosion of demonic energy, at least it was no longer a dead zone.
However, the demon tribe had no time to rejoice in their ancestral land at this time. They squatted on the ground and trembled. The terrifying power from the divine thunder suppressed them and left them filled with fear.
Di Ao waited until the thunder in the sky gradually dissipated, then raised his head and saw Liu Qinghuan lying on the ground not far away, with his eyes closed.
He quickly got up and ran over: "Qinglin, Qinglin, are you still alive?"
Si Shu and Yao Qing also followed closely. The latter looked at Di Ao reproachfully and said, "Fellow Taoist Qinglin, are you okay?"
After a while, Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes and got up unsteadily: "Fortunately, he's not dead."
Yao Qing looked at him worriedly, but Di Ao eagerly asked: "Did you really kill the heads of the gods and demons?"
Liu Qinghuan looked at the sky, which was clear, and then said with certainty: "Yes!"
Otherwise, he would not be able to wake up from the shackles of Hun Tianjing. At this time, his body was empty and weak, and the powerful borrowed power had disappeared, not a trace was left.
Di Ao almost jumped up, but a big hole in his abdomen made him jump on the spot twice, waving his fists excitedly: "Fuck, it's really gone, hahahaha!"
The gaze he looked at Liu Qinghuan became extremely hot, and he said: "Qinglin, I am determined to be your friend. Let's drink together later!"
Liu Qinghuan felt a little scared when he saw him. She shook off the goosebumps all over her body and said with a faint smile: "Okay."
Turning his eyes, he glanced at Nie Yu, who was still unconscious on the ground, and asked: "How is he?"
Yao Qing replied: "It's just that the demonic energy rushed into my body. It shouldn't be anything serious."
Liu Qinghuan nodded and saw Bei Zu lying next to Nie Yu: "Where is he?"
"Dead!" Di Ao rushed to say: "We have checked before. Those who are dead must have been killed by that talisman."
"Impossible." Liu Qinghuan said, walking towards that side: "I just said what I said before. The talisman is actually only a seal and has no killing effect."
He squatted down next to Beizu's body, examined it carefully, and said: "All his meridians were broken, and his blood was burned out. It was more like he had taken some kind of elixir that forcibly improved his cultivation, and finally he was exhausted.
And died."
"Oh~ I understand!" Di Ao turned to look at the two female cultivators: "No wonder the three of you didn't even beat him, and you were all injured. That's it."
Sishu's face turned gray because of her injuries. When she heard this, she couldn't help but mocked: "You are the same, the devil can't do anything when he is sealed, but you can still be hurt by him!"
"I was careless!" Di Ao argued forcefully, but he saw Liu Qinghuan taking out a bone as clear as blood jade from Beizu's corpse: "Huh?"
Yao Qing bumped him with her elbow and coughed slightly. Di Ao immediately realized that it should be a storage magic weapon belonging to the Bei Ancestor.
The demon clan members had no intention of fighting for Liu Qinghuan to put it away. They even remembered the mirror that the demon took out earlier, and they did not ask about its whereabouts.
After a series of events, Liu Qinghuan's strength has been recognized by them, and he not only got rid of the devil, but also brought the land of ten thousand ancestors back to light. Even Di Ao, who had always been unruly before, showed
Respected.
Liu Qinghuan popped up a flash of fire, watching Beizu's body gradually being swallowed up in the fire, and asked: "Now that it's over, what are you going to do next?"
Several big demons exchanged glances, and Yao Qing said: "Let's take care of the injuries first. Then, we may have to search in the ruins of Cangling Cave to see if the holy pool is still there."
"Holy Pool?"
"A water pool that is extremely important to our demon clan and can increase the power of bloodline inheritance." Yao Qing told the truth: "It's just that the ancient holy heart has been destroyed by the devil. I don't know if the holy pool can still be used now...
…”
"We have to take a look before talking." Di Ao said, thinking about it at this time: "Even if the holy pool is gone, countless ancestors of my demon clan are still buried in the ancestral land, as well as some other inheritances, and they can be raised slowly in the future.
."
"How long will it last?" Sishu was obviously more pessimistic: "It is better to move the ancestral land back to the world of spirits first, and then slowly clean up..."
After saying that, he looked at Liu Qinghuan, and even Yao Qing and Di Ao also looked over.
Liu Qinghuan was stunned. He didn't expect that they would not shy away from talking about clan affairs in front of him, so he had to listen silently. When he saw several people looking at him, he thought for a while and said, "Are you worried about the big formation outside?"
"Yes." Yao Qing said: "With that big formation, we can't move our ancestral land."
"That's no problem." Liu Qinghuan said: "Now that the devil has been eliminated, there is no need for the big formation. When I return to the world of cultivating immortals, I will go to Qingming and ask Tai Mingjing for help."
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