In the deep mountains about three thousand miles away from Xuanyao City, there is a light blue lake of more than three hundred feet. The lake is quiet, like a mirror, quietly embedded in the valley ground. If you look at it, you can even see it.
Go to the lake where some fish swim and play.
But this time, the calm lake surface was broken by the noise from the outside world. Countless demon clans gathered from all directions, overwhelming the sky, like locusts, blocking the water within a hundred miles.
"Is this the entrance to the Xuan Yao Sanctuary?"
Looking at the demon tribes that were constantly gathering in the void, Kong Laosan, who was following the Xiaotian Demon Ancestor on the mountaintop in the distance, murmured in his heart, looking through the void towards the lake below, but no matter how he probed,
, the lake in front of you is just a shallow pool, there is no extra space at all.
The location where Kong Laosan and others were located was far away from the water pool. The two races of humans and demons stood clearly on both sides. When Kong Laosan looked around, he seemed to have noticed something. He turned his eyes and looked towards the gathering place of the human cultivators.
As he walked over, he saw a woman in her thirties looking at her curiously. When Kong Laosan looked over, she nodded slightly.
The person in front of me was no stranger to Kong Laosan. He was Nan Lanzhi of the Nan family of Sansheng Island who had had a few friendships in the past. Twenty years ago, Feng Limen and his wife Feng Shan planned to avenge their son and plotted against everyone.
However, he misjudged the strength of the Ancestor Manxiang and ended up with the sect being destroyed.
When Patriarch Manxiang chased him all the way, the Nan family fairy probably didn't expect that he would survive. Now that they meet here again, Nan Lanzhi must also have many doubts in his mind.
At noon, when the sun was blazing in the sky and the first ray of light fell on the lake, the fish playing in the lake disappeared without a trace, as if in a dream.
At this moment, the tranquil lake surrounded by deep mountains seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light, sparkling, and the entire pool seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, giving people a slightly illusive feeling.
The Mysterious Demonic Sanctuary was originally left by the powerful powers of the upper realm. After the demonic creatures retreated, and when the people from the Upper Realm left, they used their great supernatural power to seal the entire Xuanyao Sanctuary.
However, after tens of thousands of years, the original seal has gradually loosened. Thousands of years ago, the Xiaotian Demon Ancestor teamed up with the other eight demon ancestors to forcefully tear open a gap in the seal with the power of blood, and used the demon ancestor's innate magical power to
Filling this gap, and thus holding the portal of the Xuan Yao Sanctuary in hand, is also the final reason why the Biao clan has not been exterminated even after the eight demon clans rose up.
However, ever since the seal was broken a thousand years ago, the entire Xuan Yao Sanctuary has gradually been on the verge of collapse. Even if the eight demon clans struggle to maintain it with magical powers and secret methods, it will only prolong the period.
At this moment, the eight demon tribes had landed on the edge of the pool one after another, but they did not take action immediately. Instead, they looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the Xiaotian Demon Ancestor in the distance.
"Haha, I haven't congratulated fellow Taoist Xiaotian for regaining his life. If it is convenient, fellow Taoist might as well come and preside over the opening of the Holy Domain!"
An old man in black robes with a sharp mouth and a thin face spoke softly. His voice was not loud, but it strangely suppressed all the noisy sounds around him. For a moment, there was silence all around.
Hearing this, a hint of disdain flashed at the corner of Xiaotian Demon Ancestor's mouth, but he hid it immediately, his expression unchanged, "It disappoints fellow Wu Daoist. I haven't fully recovered yet, and my strength is not as good as before. Let's let Xiao Demon King do it for me.
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After saying that, he ignored everyone.
The Xiao Demon King on one side was quite sensible. When he heard what the Xiao Tian Demon Ancestor said, he directly drove the escaping light to Tan Bian without thinking.
Seeing this, the old man of the Wu Peng clan flashed his eyes and glanced around the Xiaotian Demon Ancestor. He said nothing more and took a deep breath. "Fellow Taoists, let's do it together!"
After the voice fell, the old man Wu Peng took the lead in returning to his original appearance. The huge three-foot-long demon body was overwhelming. As his wings spread, black wind blades connected into one. At the same time, he chirped, and a ball of blood essence the size of a baby's fist came out of his mouth.
It spurted out, and as it connected with each other, it turned into a strange inheritance talisman, which gently covered the pool below.
Seeing this, the other demons did not hesitate and at the same time returned to their original appearance. For a moment, the surrounding void trembled with overwhelming power. It seemed that they were affected by this aura, and the surrounding demons screamed, creating an inexplicable power that shook the heavens and the earth.
In the void, nine balls of essence and blood condensed into a ball, slowly falling towards the pool below.
Just like a drop of water falling into a burning oil pan, the originally calm lake boiled instantly. In just one breath, it completely turned into blood. At the same time, the lake water gradually became transparent, as if covered with a layer of red gauze.
A piece of heaven and earth gradually appeared in front of everyone.
"Bah!"
At this moment, the three-foot-long Wu Peng chirped in the void, its wings shook, and it turned into a stream of light and dived into the lake below first. Just as the Wu Peng Demon Ancestor took the lead, the other seven demon ancestors moved almost at the same time.
Then dive into it.
Like fire, the originally orderly surroundings suddenly became chaotic. Countless demon clans flew into the sky and fled, swarming downwards.
Seeing this scene, Kong Laosan twitched the corner of his mouth, but he saw Xiaotian Demon Ancestor, who had always been cold and solemn, looking at the lake below, a look of extreme concern flashed in his eyes, "Let's go!" The voice fell and turned into a stream of light.
Galloping away, before Kong Laosan could react, his whole body seemed to be wrapped by a huge force, following behind the Xiaotian Demon Ancestor involuntarily.
Upon noticing this scene, Kong Laosan's expression darkened. Just as he was about to make a move, he saw a sneer on the corner of Xiaotian Demon Ancestor's lips, "Get out of here!"
The voice fell, his five fingers bluffed, and the giant palm formed by the gathering of spiritual power smacked downwards without hesitation.
"boom!"
There was a roar, and there was silence all around. Then, countless screams and screams came from below. Blood rained all over the sky, and broken limbs and bones were everywhere. Under a palm, at least hundreds of monsters were reduced to nothing.
fate.
After doing all this, Xiaotian Demon Ancestor laughed, his whole body turned into flowing light, and disappeared into the lake in the blink of an eye.
"Is this the Xiaotian Demon Ancestor of the Biao clan?"
In the distance, the Holy Demon Old Monster who saw this scene from a distance frowned slightly and said, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice, "I hope that the Xiao Demon King's promise to the ancestor will not change. Otherwise,
The only way to meet this powerful and powerful Xiaotian Demon Ancestor is in person..."
With that said, he waved his hand and fled towards the lake.
Just after crossing the lake, Kong Laosan felt his head sink. Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space seemed to become sticky. When he came back to his senses, he was already in a strange world.
Except for himself and the former Xiaotian Demon Ancestor, there was no one else around.
Upon noticing this scene, Kong Laosan quietly pulled away a distance. Although he knew that what he had done was useless, it was good to have a little more peace of mind at this moment.
Seeing that the Xiaotian Demon Ancestor in front of him did not do anything, Kong Laosan was slightly relieved. At the same time, he looked around, but as far as he could see, a look of astonishment flashed across Kong Laosan's face. What he saw in front of him actually seemed like
A world of ice and snow, with strands of snowflakes constantly flying in the crystal-white sky, pure white and flawless. However, after experiencing it carefully, Kong Laosan was shocked to discover what kind of snowflakes were condensed and formed. They were clearly the condensation of the spiritual power of heaven and earth.
To a certain extent, the "spiritual flower" is formed by turning the gas into solid form.
What's strange is that even though the spiritual energy in this world is astonishingly rich, it can't be absorbed and breathed out by the cultivators at all. Upon noticing this, Kong Laosan spread his palms, and within a moment, a thin layer of snowflakes adhered to them.
On the palm of his hand, as Kong Laosan's heart moved, the spiritual power in his body rolled slightly. The snowflakes on his palm seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and turned into a group of spiritual mist and floated away without a trace, which was completely incompatible with the spiritual power in his body.
blend.
"this……"
Kong Laosan looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, as if everything just now was a complete illusion.
While Kong Laosan was stunned, Xiaotian Demon Ancestor, who had been motionless and seemed to be inquiring about something, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the void, with a cold silence in his eyes.
The originally clear sky seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, and at the same time, illusory soul shadows that shocked the soul condensed from the distance in the void, forming large tracts, like dark clouds.
The souls of humans, monsters, and even some demons were looming, transformed by resentment. Over thousands of years, some souls seemed to have developed some intelligence, and they were shrouding Kong Laosan and the two of them.