4559--Andrew Wanxuan Ghost Pool
Amidst the shrill screams, the purple thunder eel was bloodied by Jing Yihun's knife light, and was scratched by the dragon's claws with bloodstains. And Qinglong was also hit by the thunder ball spit out by the opponent, and a big hole was torn in the dragon soul suit, which made Qinglong vomit blood.
Jing Yihun's knife was also swung away, and the whole body retreated violently, and the purple flower basket also shattered under the rebound of the shattered flower.
The purple thunder eel, which was badly injured, was weak and fled into the water.
"Finally, this monster has been repelled." Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, and now he is still counting on Jing Yihun to take him from Xuanyong Haidao to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, so naturally he can't expose too much and cause the other party's vigilance too early.
"It's a pity that there is no Thunder-Tuning Youlan, and it will be difficult to pass through the Xuanyong Sea Road later." Jing Yihun sighed, although he repelled the purple thunder eel, his face was not happy.
"Are there other minefields that are difficult to pass through in Xuanyong Sea Road?" Lu Xiaotian frowned.
"There is an area of thunderstorm and heavy water. If you don't have a thunderbolt to protect yourself, it will be difficult for you and me to go directly."
Jing Yihun nodded. If it wasn't for the fact that the purple thunder eel was too powerful, he would not be willing to use up the Thunder Swallowing Orchid. He has experienced too many dangers along the way. At this time, the hole cards in his hand are one less and one less. Can't get out of trouble and reach the East China Sea Whale One Soul is also not at all in his heart at this time.
"Let's take a step and see. It's really not good. I just continue to make a living in the battlefield of immortals and demons. The situation is not too bad." Lu Xiaotian's incarnation of Qinglong said in a urn.
"Fellow Daoist, don't be discouraged. Although the future is difficult and dangerous, as long as you and I can work together, there is still a chance to go out."
Jing Yihun was taken aback, and quickly comforted Lu Xiaotian. If Qinglong quit at this time, the little hope on Jing Yihun's side would naturally become even slimmer. But Whale One Soul wasn't just consoling, so he added another sentence immediately.
"Besides, the purple thunder eel has just retreated, and maybe it is guarding the exit of the vortex. If the fellow daoist returns alone, he will probably run into it. It may not be good for the fellow daoist to encounter this monster with his own strength. deal with."
"What you said is reasonable." Lu Xiaotian murmured in his heart, how he couldn't hear the other party's implication, it was just because he was afraid that his ability to resist risks would be weakened if he retreated alone.
The threat of the purple thunder eel was temporarily resolved, and the two continued to move forward.
On the Yin Mountain of the Bone Lion, swarms of space-eating ghost ants rolled on the ground. These space-eating ghost ants devoured all living things in sight. When the living beings are devoured, the ghost ants will devour each other. The twelve sub-ant nests are like giant peaks reaching from the ground to the heavy sky.
Part of one of the main ant nests is exposed on the ground, like a round fortress, while most of the other is sunk in the ground, even entering it is like a huge maze. In the depths of this labyrinth lives a stunning woman with icy muscles and fine bones.
With a flash of the woman's figure, she came near the Diting Leiquan, and a large amount of ghost power rushed towards the woman, and the woman's beautiful face changed uncontrollably, turning into a ferocious ant shape.
Luo Qian looked at Su Qing calmly. Even though Su Qing's face was ferocious, in Luo Qian's eyes, Su Qing never changed.
"Senior Brother Luo, I'm going to Wanxuan Ghost Lake." After absorbing a large amount of ghost power, Su Qing recovered as before.
"Wanxuan Ghost Pool? Once you get stuck in it, it will be difficult to get out." Luo Qian frowned.
"I want to go. I don't want to continue to exist in the form of an ant queen. I want to regain my body. The Wanxuan ghost jade inside is a must. If I miss it, I may have to wait a hundred thousand years, or even longer. "Su Qing said with hazy eyes.
"Then go, I'll accompany you." Seeing that Su Qing had made up her mind, Luo Qian nodded immediately.
"I knew it." Su Qing smiled when she heard this, no matter the mountains of swords and fires ahead, Luo Qian would follow her down.
"I don't plan to have the Bone Lion Yin Mountain anymore."
"If you don't want it, then you don't want it." If Wanxuan Guitan can't come back, whether the Bone Lion Yinshan exists, or whether it is occupied by other ghost tribes, it doesn't make any difference to Luo Qian, and it doesn't make much sense.
With a wave of Su Qing's sleeves, the main ant nest and twelve auxiliary ant nests rose from the ground and floated slowly towards the depths of the far void. The figures of Su Qing and Luo Qian disappeared into the ant nest in a few flashes.
In Wanxuan Ghost Pool, crystal black snowflakes fell into the mirror-smooth surface of the pool, without even a single ripple. In the mirror, a mountain rock stands up, and the long river surges, just like another world.
Opposite the Wanxuan Ghost Pool, it seems that only tens of feet away, there are two rotten corpses standing, each other's ugly and hideous faces are reflected in the black mirror, and the rotten corpse caresses the mirror surface obsessively, "In the Wanxuan Ghost Pool The Xuanyao Nether Liquid is said to have the effect of rejuvenating the body and healing the soul, Jie Jie, after waiting for so many years, there is finally hope to get rid of this disgusting body."
The two rotting corpses laughed sharply, "No one can delay Xuanyao Nether Liquid with me, anyone who dares to snatch me will kill whoever dares!"
After all, the two rotting corpses looked at Su Qing and Luo Qian viciously. When he opened his mouth to spit out, a mighty corpse aura surged out from the potential enemy who seemed only a few dozen feet away.
It's just that the distance, which seems to be only a few tens of feet, was originally considered by their strength, and they didn't even need it for a moment, but now it is like a moat, and the mighty corpse has been rushing halfway at an astonishing speed. However, Su Qing always has a long distance, and it seems that she will never be able to reach the shore that seems so close at hand.
"Myriad Profound Ghost Pond is as smooth as a mirror, and each mirror image is a hole in the sky. Those who understand the realm can reach the other side in one step, and those who have not reached the realm will have difficulty crossing it even for a thousand years. Since you are determined to seek death, I will make it possible for you. "Su Qing's tone was indifferent, she stepped into the smooth mirror-like ghost pool of Wanxuan, stretched out her hand and pointed at the void, and suddenly a mysterious passage opened across the void, and it seemed that countless empty-eating ghost ants roared from this passage .
The two rotting corpses screamed. Lian Lian pulled back and wanted to retreat, but although his speed was fast, it was far behind the progress of these ants chasing them.
In the blink of an eye, the two carrion corpses were surrounded by countless empty-eating ghost ants. Crowds of ants surged forward. The rotting corpse spit out pieces of corpse light, and wherever the corpse light passed, these space-eating ghost ants were burned into nothingness. Not even a trace was left. In fact, these space-eating ghost ants are not their own bodies. More ghost ants clung to them, layer upon layer, and in the blink of an eye, a particularly ferocious space-eating ghost ant jumped onto the carrion body, opened its mouth and bit it, and the carrion body, which had long been invulnerable to immortal soldiers, groaned in pain. One sound.
At this time, the rotting corpse screamed in horror. These space-eating ghost ants are not real entities, but the primordial spirit that is directly biting the rotting corpse.
