At the top of the water cave, a large area of silver-white cold light suddenly gathered and dispersed, turning into a rain of light and rain in the sky.

In the little cold light, there are large patches of purple-red sand and gravel with a hint of mist falling down, and for a while, silver light and red light are sprinkled one after another, as if countless cherry blossoms are drifting away, and the beauty of the end is to the extreme.

In this boundless glamorous light, Ji Hao, who was attached to Yuan Li's long hair, broke away, holding the Tai Chi Qiankun Mirror and emitting a large area of cold light twisting and swaying, and countless purple-red sand and gravel gushed out of thin air, constantly training Ji Hao and the fate to attack with a trace of the secret connection.

The cold light flickered, and the purple-red sand and gravel hit the cold light with a halo at first glance, making a 'pop' sound of frozen flies hitting the window paper. As the cold light writhed, the purple-red sand and gravel continued to move out, but the endless sand and gravel kept coming and falling on the cold light.

"This old guy is...... Isn't it said that the ancestor has already fallen, and this group has long been extinct?"

Yuan Li clinged to Ji Hao, looking at the purple-red sand whistling around him in embarrassment, not daring to break away from the protection of the Tai Chi Qiankun Mirror.

Ji Hao's heart moved, and he looked down at the man in black.

No one can say what the body of this thing looks like, only that he likes to hide in the dark, and if someone passes by, he will spray poisonous sand from his mouth to attack people's shadows.

If someone's shadow is struck by his poisonous sand, they will be riddled with diseases, first fever and chills, then vomiting and diarrhea, and finally the whole body will be in pain, and in severe cases, they will die of serious illness, and even their souls will be melted by the poisonous sand.

The witch priests of the witch temple are very curious about the 'snake' race, and the witch priests of the witch temple often complain that the witch temple cannot provide a few live snakes for them to study how wonderful and vicious the poisonous sand of the snake is.

But according to the secret file of the Witch Palace, the last snake in the world should have been swallowed as food by a gluttonous head more than 2,000 years ago, and no one has ever seen a living snake again, so the witch priests of the Witch Hall naturally have no object to study.

But I didn't expect that in the depths of the Huai River, Ji Hao could meet the ancestor of the dragon, the first dragon between heaven and earth, and the old guy who was called the ancestor of the dragon. Since this old guy is alive and well, it is naturally impossible for this clan to become extinct!

"The ancestor is alive and well, how can he fall?" the ancestor giggled, and when he opened his mouth, a piece of poisonous sand erupted out.

The most terrifying thing about insinuation is that the poisonous sand does not need to touch the human body at all, as long as the shadow of the person, or the breath left by the person on a certain thing is sprayed by the poisonous sand, the person will be infected with the poison of the poisonous sand.

The poisonous sand of the snake is quite a bit of the smell of the Terran witch sacrifice and the distant sky curse, and it is more mysterious than the power of the witch curse.

Just now Ji Hao sacrificed the Mu Clan's life puppet and tried to attack the dragon coffin, the Mu Clan's life puppet was contaminated with a trace of Ji Hao's breath, and the ancestor spat out poisonous sand to attack the life puppet, and the poisonous sand followed the fate puppet and Ji Hao's fingertips A wisp of qi pulled and attacked.

If it weren't for the very clever use of the Tai Chi Qiankun Mirror and the comprehensive protection of the Taiyin Divine Light, Ji Hao would have been afraid that he would have fallen into the secret plan of the ancestor.

At the moment, Ji Hao and Yuan Li exposed their true bodies, and the poisonous sand in the ancestor's gulp continued to spew out, and after a while, purple-red sand and gravel surrounded Ji Hao and Yuan Li with red mist, and countless sand and gravel continued to spray, and the 'bang' hit the Taiyin Divine Light.

"Hong Huang Ancestor, since you have not fallen, and you have not cut off your children and grandchildren, what are you hiding in this water eye?" Ji Hao looked at the ancestor who was spitting poisonous sand and asked coldly.

"Why did the Ancestor tell you?" Ancestor was so excited that his face twitched, and he smiled with a smile: "Ancestor has been here for thousands of years, looking at these coffins, I can't hold my breath! Hehe, you want to get an answer from Ancestor...... Plead me, kneel down and beg me!"

With a shake of his body, the ancestor brought up a trace of water and instantly arrived in front of Ji Hao and Yuan Li, he made a grimace at Ji Hao, and said with a 'hiss' smile: "Or, you let go of this treasure and let the ancestor's poisonous sand spray you in the face, as long as you don't die for three days after being hit by the ancestor's poisonous sand, whatever you ask, the ancestor will answer!"

Ji Hao frowned, he was not interested in tasting the power of the Yu Clan's poisonous sand. This kind of alien species generated by heaven and earth, creatures born in the flood after the opening of the world, who knows what strange supernatural abilities they have? Ji Hao doesn't want to capsize in the gutter and suffer here in vain.

Seeing that Ji Hao was silent, the ancestor seemed to have encountered something worth celebrating, and laughed with a bright face: "You don't dare, you don't dare to try the poisonous sand of the ancestor! Hahaha, you know the prestige of the ancestor, you know the power of the ancestor!"

He jumped up a little crazy around Ji Hao and Yuan Li, he jumped for a while, and suddenly his face turned cold, and he stared at Yuan Li up and down for a while with a gloomy expression.

Yuan Li pulled out the dragon stick given by Yu Yu Daoren, pointed at the ancestor and shouted, "What do you think the young master has done?"

The ancestor stretched out his slender and viscous fingers, like the tentacles of poisonous insects, and gently nodded at Yuan Li: "Where, little guy, you are the son of Wuzhiqi, right?

Yuan Li shook his hand and played the Panlong stick with a stick, and he sneered: "That's right, I'm the son of Wuzhiqi, so what?"

Ancestor's face tensed for a moment, and then he finally couldn't hold it back, and he laughed hysterically: "So what? I'm going to sue, hahaha, sue the son of Wuzhiqi...... No, sue Wuzhiqi for colluding with the human race and betraying the Gonggong clan, I want to make Wuzhiqi's old monkey head look good!"

Ancestor Shu's eyes widened with excitement, and he stared at Yuan Li viciously and roared: "Everyone is an ordinary person, why can he be the water god of the Huai River without praying, there are countless scenery outside, and he can also enjoy countless human sacrifices, eat and drink well, and play well?

"What bullshit important duties, what is the most important thing, what is the first merit in the future, and what will be rewarded in the future...... The Ancestor was locked up in this waterhole...... Ah, what's the difference between being in prison and going to prison?" "Even if you are punished by the emperor and locked up in the cell in front of the Great Hall, there are unlucky people chatting with you on the left and right, and you can still see living creatures, but ...... here"

With a long roar, the ancestors protruded their eyes, and when he opened his mouth, a purple-red firelight **** came, and it hit the silver-white Taiyin divine light released by the Taiji Qiankun Mirror.

Two hazy figures suddenly burst out from the side of the ancestor, it was a human form formed by two water waves, and it was a life puppet made by the ancestor spirit of the water tribe in the Panxi world. The two life puppets rushed to the side of the ancestor one on the left and one on the right, and the two fist-sized golden thunder fires in their hands exploded at once.

A ball of golden light with a diameter of thousands of feet enveloped the ancestor, and waves of devastating thunder continued to roll and impact in this golden light, and only the hoarse screams of the ancestor could be faintly heard. (To be continued.) )