Eternal Tranquility

"He's breathing!"

Di Ao's words made everyone else change their colors in shock. Their eyes fell on the thing in the pool, and they saw that it was much larger than the average human head. It was wrapped in layers of torn wadding-like things. A closer look revealed that it was there. What's not broken, but layers of black hair that are messy and tangled together, looking like a huge cocoon, rising and falling in the water with the sound of deep breathing.

Sometimes, when you think things have reached the worst point, it can always get worse unexpectedly.

And the thing worse than destroying the head of a god and demon clan is that this head is still alive!

Liu Qinghuan felt cold in his heart: Yes, why did they think that the other party was dead before? He had obviously seen the memory of Master Jia Luo Mo. When the other party united many Buddhist cultivators to seal the Land of Ten Thousand Ancestors, it Clearly still alive.

So what if 300,000 years have passed? The other party is a god and demon as famous as a true immortal, and he can still escape with only one head left!

Liu Qinghuan looked solemn and looked at each other silently with Yao Qing and Ni Yu. The three of them slowly backed away in unison.

Yao Qing made another gesture to Di Ao, who stood closest to the pool. When the rich demonic energy flowed from his side like water mist, he made a slight sizzling sound when he was ignited by the flames on his body.

Di Ao quickly collected the released dragon flames, moved slowly, and retreated in the direction of Liu Qinghuan and others, when he heard a crisp "click" sound!

His feet suddenly stopped, and when he looked down, he accidentally stepped on a broken bone. The bone was eroded by the demonic energy day and night, and was already extremely fragile. After being stepped on, it immediately shattered into pieces.

Everyone's minds were tense, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the black cocoon. After a while, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the other party was sleeping soundly and would not be woken up easily.

Di Ao's palms were slightly sweaty. The tension he had not experienced in many years made his body and mind as tense as a fully-stretched bowstring, and even his steps were a little stiff. The frighteningly powerful magical pressure coming from the pool behind him made him I just want to escape immediately.

After seeing the head of this god-demonic clan, the previous fearlessness had completely disappeared and was replaced by an innate fear in the face of danger.

Di Ao couldn't help but quicken his pace, and suddenly his waist tightened. When he looked down, he found a strand of black hair on his waist.

The hair was still dripping with water and was as dirty as if it hadn't been washed in hundreds of thousands of years.

The sound of rippling water came from the pool behind him. The layers of black cocoon's messy hair separated into two gaps at some point, and a pair of eyes as deep as the black abyss stared coldly at the people present!

Di Ao cursed lowly and turned around suddenly. Pieces of dragon scales quickly spread from his neck to his face, and red dragon fire exploded!

At this time, the other three people also discovered what had happened. Nieyu shouted: "Run!" He turned around and rushed out, but a bunch of black hair swung down at him like a whip.

Nieyu's hand instantly turned into a bird's claw, grabbed the black hair, and gave it a strong stroke - it didn't even cut off!

He rolled on the spot, and there was a "bang" sound beside him, and several strands of black hair hit the ground. The earth and rocks instantly shattered, creating a deep groove on the ground!

At this time, Yao Qing's anxious voice was heard from the front: "I can't get out, the exit is blocked!"

He was startled. He looked up and saw that the door of the main hall was covered with a layer of black brilliance as thick as clay. Yao Qing carefully touched it with a finger wrapped in spiritual power, and green smoke immediately appeared from his fingernails. , became burnt black.

The two of them couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and there was another sound of slashing behind them, but Liu Qinghuan didn't retreat with them at all. He changed his hands to a crystal clear long sword, and the cold sword energy was flying around him. , in the blink of an eye, bunches of extremely tough hair broke, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into black gas and merged into the surrounding magic mist.

Looking at the other side, both Nie Yu and Yao Qing were shocked. At this time, Di Ao had become a burning man. The burning dragon flames were billowing out, and the smell of burning was filling the air. However, those black hair looked like they were Just like him, they all wrapped up towards him.

After a while, Di Ao's body was covered with hair, and even his hands and feet were tied up, leaving him to struggle hard.

He was still inevitably pulled towards the pool.

"Ouch!" The angry and impatient dragon roar sounded, causing the whole palace to tremble. Suddenly, a black dragon suddenly appeared. Di Ao finally couldn't help but transformed back into his true body, and the hair wrapped around him The threads also broke apart.

The black dragon roared again, opened its mouth at the pool below, and spit out the hot dragon's breath like a pillar of fire!

Below, the pair of demonic eyes had been watching all this coldly. It was not until the black dragon appeared that it blinked. Seeing the dragon's breath pouring over it, a blood-red killing intention quickly flashed through its eyes.

The next moment, huge waves surged in the pool, and the pitch-black water seemed to be stirred by a pair of invisible hands, forming a huge vortex flying into the sky.

"Boom!" Water and fire collided, boiling into the sky, and a flower bloomed in the sky, just like the flower on the other side of the River Styx that was full of the breath of death.

The power of the collision overflowed, and the palace behind everyone collapsed with a rumble. The tall beams and pillars that could still vaguely see the glory of the past, and the carved railings and flowered walls that recorded the glory of the demon clan, suddenly turned into rubble and rubble. .

A low voice sounded at this moment: "You people of the demon clan, why are you here to disturb my peace?"

After hearing this, Liu Qinghuan reacted for a moment before he understood the meaning of this sentence. The other party used an ancient magic language, and he had learned a few words during those days in the boundless magic sea.

Yao Qing and others had obviously never heard of this ancient magic language, and their expressions were very confused, so the voice changed to the language commonly used in the world of immortality and repeated the sentence. However, even if they understood, no one responded to him. Instead, they all looked wary.

Liu Qinghuan turned his head and scanned, and found a figure above a remaining palace. He had the same head, with black hair covering his face. Only two eyes were exposed, but he had a body shrouded in black mist, and the devilish energy formed a dense forest under his feet. Sea of ​​clouds.

What does the other party want to do? Could it be that he has been too lonely here alone for a long time, and suddenly he has something to talk about?

Seeing that there was still no answer, the demonic energy surged in the air, and the suffocating demonic power was pressed down heavily!

Two muffled groans came from behind, and both Nie Yu and Yao Qing were forced to bend down, with a look of fear on their faces, and even the giant dragon in the air shook twice.

Liu Qinghuan gasped, and the hand holding the sword drew in front of him, and a clear light spilled out, resisting the heavy pressure exerted by the opponent.

"Oh, is there another cultivator here?" The other party looked down, his dagger-like eyes fell on him, and his voice suddenly became sharp: "Why do you smell like that old bald donkey Jia Luo Mo!"