4838 The Hundred-Headed Strange Child



The white jade object looked like a round mirror. It was completely white and densely covered with complex fine patterns. It looked extremely strange and ancient.

With the appearance of this mirror-like object, the prisoners who were screaming in the Heavenly Prison all quieted down and ran away in a frenzy.

Prince Jiu's expression was cold. He reached out his hand and touched the mirror without any expression.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the surrounding void dropped to the freezing point, and a cold and evil aura escaped from the mirror.

Then, a strange laughter that sounded like Yin Ling rang out, and then the originally ivory-white mirror suddenly reflected a red-eyed and red-haired baby's head.

"Your Highness, long time no see ..."

Prince Jiu cast a sidelong glance at the strange baby in the mirror in his hand, then threw the mirror into the air.

The void stagnated like a swamp, trapping all the prisoners who wanted to escape, including Jian Wushuang and Di Qing, who felt a touch of uneasiness.

A ray of red light that illuminated hundreds of millions of miles shone down from the mirror hanging high in the sky, making everything seem as if it was soaked in a sea of blood. It was unspeakably strange.

Jian Wushuang, who was carrying Wei Liujia, frowned slightly. Then, he looked at Di Qing and said quickly, "Take him away from here. I'll be in charge of bringing up the rear. We'll meet at Dagu Mountain later."

Di Qing looked at him again and pouted. "You should take him and leave first. I'm not at ease with you bringing up the rear."

Jian Wushuang no longer declined. A Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal covering the rear was more reliable than a Yan Immortal.

Seeing him leave, Di Qing looked away and frowned slightly at the mirror that was emitting a demonic blood-red light.

"You're just pretending to be a ghost!" He said disdainfully and waved his hand to throw out a ray of Yan power.

The white light pierced through the blood space, but just as it was about to hit the mirror, it disappeared like a clay ox entering the sea.

Then, a lotus-like tender white arm suddenly emerged from the mirror!

Following the appearance of the arm, a red-eyed and red-haired head of a baby appeared.

The baby had a mouth full of sharp teeth and let out a strange laugh.

The mirror floating in the void was like a separate space, constantly revealing body parts.

Di Qing, who was originally indifferent, frowned even more after seeing this scene, not because of nervousness, but because of disgust...

The red-haired child that came out of the mirror could no longer be described as strange.

In front of him was a pocket-sized infant with a dark red apron around his waist. He looked normal.

However, behind his head, there were hundreds of identical heads, hanging behind him like a bunch of grapes. From a distance, it looked like he had the body of a centipede. It was extremely disgusting!

Even Di Qing, who had seen all kinds of things and experienced countless battles, could not help but raise his eyebrows.

It was simply too disgusting. What kind of thing could look like this? They were pieced together, right?

After releasing the extremely hideous infant, Prince Jiu immediately retracted the mirror in the air and fled into the distance.

At this moment, Di Qing and the ugly child were the only two figures left in the ruins of the prison.

"Hehe... Food, powerful food."

The countless heads behind the ugly child all stared at Di Qing at this moment, drooling without hiding it.

"I advise you to get lost, don't dirty my eyes," Di Qing said coldly. "Otherwise, I'll make sure you die."

When the ugly child heard this, it was as if he had heard a joke. He grinned in unison. "Who do you think you are? Can you kill me? Even if you can kill me once, I still have 99 lives. What can you do to me?"

Di Qing did not speak, but pointed a finger at him.

An extremely fast Yan power shot out like an arrow and instantly shattered the head of the infant who was still laughing.

"With my absolute strength, even if you have 10,000 lives, I will still kill you without hesitation."

He took a head from his back and placed it on his neck. The ugly child was completely furious. "Food! You deserve to die!"

With that, his lotus-like arms suddenly shook, and the blood space with infinite pressure descended again, even the void was crushed.

However, Di Qing just smiled disdainfully. He raised his palm and shook it directly. The blood space that was about to descend exploded from the middle, causing a rain of blood.

The infant did not wait helplessly even though his attack had missed. He roared, and the hundreds of heads that looked like grapes and centipedes on his back opened their mouths at the same time, spitting out palm-sized blood-red bubbles.

Di Qing obviously did not want to waste any more time. His eyes began to surge with golden light, and his palm had already condensed a full-power attack.

When the tens of thousands of blood-red bubbles descended, he directly released a full-force attack.

However, a strange scene appeared. Di Qing's unstoppable attack did not destroy the bubbles. Instead, the bubbles attached to it and began to devour it.

"Hehe, it's really delicious!"

The ugly infant's body also expanded rapidly.

At the same time, the heads behind him also changed their shape and formation, becoming a long snake, whistling and winding over.

Because of Jian Wushuang's warning not to use any highly recognizable Immortal Styles in the Great Mi Heaven, Di Qing could not release his Golden Crow form and could only rely on Yan power to resist.

Right now, this ugly child was only at the peak of the Yan Immortal realm, but he gave Di Qing a feeling of extreme difficulty.

Ordinary Immortal Styles had no effect on him and would be devoured. Even though Di Qing had crushed more than ten of his heads, the ugly child was not affected at all.

On the contrary, he seemed to be in a passive situation.

Every head was devouring the Yan power that was escaping from his body and constantly strengthening himself, which made Di Qing very unhappy.

Just as he was about to disregard everything and directly release the crushing power of his image form, an extremely sharp Sword Intent that swept across a hundred miles slashed over!

A total of more than 20 heads were completely chopped off, making Di Qing feel that his body was lighter.

Then, a mysterious figure covered in a loose black robe stepped in the air with an Invisible Sword in his hand.

Di Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you go to send that guy back to Dagu Mountain? why are you back so soon?"

The unshaven Jian Wushuang shrugged his shoulders, "I met an acquaintance on the way. After I threw him to the acquaintance, I quickly rushed over."

Di Qing nodded. With Jian Wushuang's company, he felt a little safe.

"This big guy doesn't seem to be a single individual. It seems to have been forcibly glued together. He's very powerful," Jian Wushuang took a step forward and analyzed.

"I don't care what he is, I'm done," Di Qing said in a deep voice.