The old ghost's gaze was very sharp, and for a moment it seemed to be able to penetrate his heart, and suddenly he met it, and Granny Mo couldn't help but change her expression slightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fortunately, the old ghost's gaze quickly moved away and looked at the jade round table in front of him. Otherwise, Granny Mo really can't bear it.

"This old guy is a little bit stronger than he was five hundred years ago. Back then, he was a five-step master, and now even if he enters the infant transformation period, it is not impossible. Mo Qing, Mo Qing, you are seeking skin with the tiger!"

Granny Mo's thoughts were tumbling in her mind, and she seemed a little undecided.

"Tsk, if it weren't for the explosion of the Heavenly Burial Pit eight hundred years ago, the evil demon that flowed out was captured by our Ten Thousand Demon Pool, and secretly pried out the secret under this Wuchi Mountain. Who would have thought that the entrance to the secret realm of Wuchi, which had disappeared as early as 30,000 years ago, would be hidden in such an inconspicuous table. The dry palm caressed the jade round table, and the old ghost said with emotion on his face.

"It turns out that more than a thousand years ago, Xiao Ding Zhenren and they were secretly intercepted and killed, and they were really the black hands of your Ten Thousand Demon Pool. Although the positions are different, the old body really doesn't praise you, it's so daring, even the joint great elder of my Northern Drifting Snow Palace dares to kill you!"

"Haha, thanks for the compliment. Xiao Ding's old puppet is stubborn, this seat can give him a chance back then, but he has to fight to the death, and I can only reluctantly kill him. Now that I'm desperate in Ten Thousand Demon Pool, even if you know, it won't help. If it fails, then it's all about it. But if it succeeds, with the Demon Emperor's horn by his side, this seat still needs to stoop to this Iceland?"

"The Demon Emperor's horn is a great sin, and every time it appears, it is bound to stir up the storm. The old body looks at your Yin Hall blackened, and the spirit and spirit are weakened, I'm afraid I won't be blessed!"

Granny Mo shrugged her eyelids, her dry palms danced rapidly, and her mouth showed no weakness.

"Although this seat is old, but I just ask myself to control a horn, and I still have this ability, so I don't bother with it. ”

The old ghost of the dome fought with Granny Mo verbally,-for-tat, and at the same time, he also waved his fingers and played one trick after another.

Two beings at least five steps joined forces to cast spells, and soon, in the hall, lightning and thunder roared, and colorful colors surged one after another, and lines of different colors were generated out of thin air, spreading along the jade round table and spreading around. folding, it spreads all over the hall.

Unlike Mr. Tanuki, who sacrificed his entire body, he forcibly opened the entrance to the secret realm of the witch pool with the demon pill as a guide. The old ghost and Granny Mo have obviously mastered the true opening method. Just by replacing it with a high-grade spirit stone, the same thing was done.

Of course, in order to complete this matter, the two of them have no longer paid a few.

On the top grade spirit stones alone, they each took out no less than tens of thousands.

However, for an existence of the level of the two of them, what can be done with spirit stones is not called a thing, it is nothing.

Half an hour later, when he heard a loud bang, a huge light array of ten zhang suddenly closed in the middle, and under the rapid rotation of the jade round table, a deep passage with a diameter of three feet appeared in the center of the hall. Endless cold air is constantly gushing out.

"Hahaha, a thousand-year-old plan, it's finally time to see the difference. Children, go in with this seat to get the treasure!"

Staring at the passage, the old ghost rubbed his hands excitedly, greeted the side of the corridor, and rushed in first.

The old ghost of the dome is in the Ten Thousand Demon Pond and has absolute authority. As soon as he greeted him, the seventh- and eighth-order demons who had turned into human forms, led by several demon kings such as the toad old man Ju Khan, poured into the hall one after another, like dumplings, one by one.

During this period, Granny Mo just watched all this quietly and did not say anything. Until all the demon beasts, including the seriously injured and low-key Xiao Jiao King, entered. Only then did he lead the cultivators of the human race and entered the passage without hurrying. In the bend, he disappeared.

Nanhua deliberately left his figure last, and he didn't find Zhou Nan's figure when he stopped before, which made him very uneasy.

At this moment, looking at the passage that was about to disappear in front of him, his expression changed several times, and he gritted his teeth and followed.

With the entry of Nanhua, after more than ten breaths, the passage flashed a few times, and then disappeared like a bubble.

The jade round table stopped spinning and returned to its former calm.

Only the empty hall remains, and it is so immortal and silent.

The blue sea is surging, and the eternal silence is dead. In the secret territory of Wuchi, the whirlpool was close to the edge, and Zhou Nan was suspended in the air with a cold air, standing so quietly for more than a day.

During this period, he tried all kinds of methods, but in the end he could only wait.

The turquoise light between the hands of the demon statue rose and shrank, and a large stream of filthy yin and cold qi was stripped out of the earth's veins and eyes, and poured into the ball of light.

Every time it absorbs a stream of filthy yin and cold qi, the light cluster condenses one point. Faintly, there was a roar of beasts from within.

The roar of the beast was very faint, but it fell in Zhou Nan's ears, but it was like thunder on the ground, and the ears of the people who shook were buzzing.

Fortunately, this kind of sonic supernatural power is intangible and qualitative, and can be completely isolated by the sealed dragon coffin.

Otherwise, just this day's work, Zhou Nannan was tortured and went crazy.

"It's hateful, isn't this treasure about to be born?"

Zhou Nan suppressed the panic in his heart and looked at it intently.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

I saw that in the blink of an eye, the vertical eye on the forehead of the demon statue actually lit up with dazzling blood.

Even terrifyingly, the vertical eye actually turned drippingly.

Zhou Nan's soul was all rising, his hands pinched like lightning, and with a 'hum', the wood spirit clone was put away, and the Lini True Phoenix Sword trembled slightly, and the sword groaned loudly, and it turned into a half-foot-long pitch-black sword wire. The sword wire wandered erratically, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

Turning the sword into silk was cast, and Zhou Nan did not stop. Gritting his teeth, his left hand clenched violently, and a fist-sized, golden vortex condensed.

"Goddamn bastard, come on, the master is not afraid of you. If you want my life, you're not qualified!"

Zhou Nan's qi was tense, but what made him a little puzzled was that after the vertical eye stayed on him for a moment, it suddenly flipped up. Invisibly, Zhou Nan only felt that the piercing cold light flashed, and illusory and ethereal blood rays shot out from the vertical eyes.

The blood flickered and disappeared into the darkness overhead.

But immediately after, there was a series of miserable screams. Zhou Nan's scalp was numb when he heard this, and while maintaining the transformation of the sword into silk and the power of the whirl, he divided his mind and looked at the top of his head, and his mouth suddenly twitched.

"Damn, shit, what the hell is this. My hands, my arms, my shoulders, ahhhh

"Brother Qian, be careful, hurry up and get out of the way. Ah, you, goddamn bastard, you dare to use me as a backstop, I don't want to die!"

The screams of ghosts crying wolves, the roars of powerlessness and helplessness, the sounds are in the ears and intertwined.

As soon as he landed in the secret realm of the witch pool, both the human race and the demon race were fiercely attacked by the evil ghost statue.

In a short period of time, more than one-third of them were killed or wounded.

With the fall of one after another great demons and Yuan Infant Monks, large areas of strange light spots of various colors were strangely stripped away. Rolled back with the wind, and was sucked into the vertical eyes of his forehead by the demon statue.

Visible to the naked eye, the breath of this statue is rising.

After this sweep of dozens of bloodsheds, the human race and demon beasts can be said to have suffered heavy losses.

But those who landed alive were among the best masters.

Even a very small number of great monks and eighth-order great demons have fallen one after another because they are not good at saving their lives.

The human race and the demon beasts were still divided into two groups, suspended above the whirlpool hundreds of feet apart. But when the two forces calmed down, one after another, the eyes as sharp as knives instantly locked onto the demon statue in the center of the whirlpool, full of fear.

"My God, how can there be such a thing in the secret realm of Wuchi. This breath is comparable to the power of infantile transformation!"

The white-faced man gasped, and couldn't help but take a few steps back in shock, boundless fear hit, and for a while he only felt his legs and stomachs spinning.

"No way, it's not true, it's not true. ”

Li Er looked at the evil ghost statue in a daze, and only felt that his spirit was in a trance.

"Vault senior, what's going on?"

The toad old man looked at the old ghost in disbelief, and the horror in his heart was not a bit.

Faced with the reproaches of his subordinates, the old ghost turned a deaf ear.

At this moment, he was looking at the demon statue with his mouth open, his hands facing the sky, and his face full of fire and reverence.

The figure flashed a few times, and then he came to the demon statue. 'Poof', and he knelt down.

"Great master, after a thousand years, the old slave will see you again. For thousands of years, the old slave did not dare to forget the master's order for a moment, and finally planned painstakingly and brought enough sacrifices. Awake, my great master who shines as bright as the sun!"

The old ghost's face was filled with a terrifying phoenix, like a devout believer, calling out loudly.

At this moment, one of the people present counts as one, and they still don't understand that all of this is a scam.

The so-called Demon Emperor's horn and the so-called Witch Pond Secret Realm are all sets laid by the old ghost in order to awaken the evil ghost statue, and he and others are all sacrifices!

"Bastard, you already know all this, and you dare to invite us into the urn, wow wow wow, the old body and you will not die!"

Granny Mo's eyes were bloodshot, and she roared with murderous aura.

"Damn it, damn it, let's go!"

Toad Lao Weng and the other five eighth-order peak demons immediately made a decision, and they rose to the sky in a single volume.

At the foot of the demon statue, the old ghost suddenly stopped singing. He turned around suddenly, and said with a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth, "Truly, the servants of this seat, where are you going?"

"No!" more than twenty great demons wailed in unison, their eyes about to split, but they could only watch, and the old ghost's withered palm shook violently. A series of muffled sounds of 'bang, bang, bang' came, and all the natal soul cards were crushed into powder by the huge force.

As soon as the natal soul card was shattered, all the big demons were counterattacked.

The screams continued to sound, and one by one, they could not maintain their human form and manifested their bodies.

There are huge toads like small mountains, black bear demons that are hundreds of feet tall, and crystal cicadas that are hundreds of feet long...

Every big demon exudes an extremely terrifying and ferocious aura.

But unfortunately, it didn't work, and countless pitch-black runes crawled all over the body surface, and in a burst of terrible screams, all the big demons exploded one after another.

Only the terrible curse sound remained, like an eternal demonic thought, floating and drifting again in this secret realm.

A total of twenty-three shape-shifting demons collectively self-detonated, although they suffered from the backlash of the natal soul contract, the power of self-detonation was much smaller. But it couldn't stand the large number, and in the deafening roar, the rolling impact raged, and half of the maelstrom was destroyed.

Although the filthy yin and cold qi surged rapidly, soon under the action of the great power of heaven and earth, the great vortex was completely repaired. But the volume of the maelstrom has shrunk by one-third.

Even the normal rotation is much slower, and it is no longer as magnificent as it used to be.