Chapter 49: The Immortal War Demon (1)

Sure enough, as I had guessed, the moment my body entered the pond, I felt that my body was extremely heavy. I couldn't lift my arms, couldn't open my eyes, and fell heavily. At this moment, I felt like I was shouting for help, and I just opened my mouth hard.

After that, what I wanted to say turned into a series of bubbles~~

"Save me~~"

"Save me~~"

At this time, Xiao Shitou was immersed in the pleasure of a sudden increase in cultivation, unable to extricate himself, and naturally had no interest in the whereabouts of Mo Hun.

Mo Hun was just like a drowning child, letting his body fall downwards, his consciousness approaching the boundless darkness~~

Just when the last trace of consciousness was about to melt into the boundless darkness, a call from the heart slowly burned.

"The devil is born~~~The devil is destroyed~~~The devil is in the heart~~"

"If there is a devil in your heart, then the world will be in trouble~~~"

Why does this sound seem to come from the Dantian? It is a magic bead. The magic bead is talking. It can actually speak~~

For some reason, his weak body was like a cloth bag soaked in water, constantly swallowing the water around him. Mo Hun felt that his body was constantly expanding, filling his entire belly.

~~~Ah, my belly is about to burst, it feels so painful~~ It’s better to just turn yourself into a wisp of smoke to save trouble~~You don’t have to suffer like this~~

Mo Hun's subconscious kept thinking~~

After a moment of stability, the magic beads in the body began to glow, blasting out dazzling three-color rays of light, black, red, and gold. The three colors were constantly alternating. Inside Mo Hun's Dantian,

Paint a wonderful painting.

The painting style is violent, with a sinful aesthetic~~

There seems to be another inaudible voice coming intermittently in my ears~~

It came from the direction of the center of the pond. Isn't that the direction where the bucket is? To be precise, it is the demon soul that is about to take shape~~

"Are you here~~"

"Demon Lord~~"

"The much-anticipated Demon Lord~~"

"It's been a thousand years, have you returned?"

"Are you back~~"

"It's time to go out and fight, the son of the devil who belongs to the boundless fighting spirit - the golden war demon!!"

"We will not lose. Even if the last drop of blood is shed, as long as this blood is still there, it will bring about a violent bloody storm."

Coax~~

Coax~~

Coax~~

The whole pond seemed to be about to explode, making bursts of harsh roars~~

The colorful water surface has never been calm since the ink soul fell. The huge waves are violently set off by the power of ignorance--

That moment was so shocking that the ghosts and gods wept~~

At that moment ghosts cried and screamed~~

Boundless resentment~~Boundless murderous intention~~Boundless unwillingness~~

It seemed like he was accumulating thousands of years of rage at this moment.

The rage that had accumulated for thousands of years was reborn like fire at this moment, and within a few days, the world would be on fire.

A long time~~

All the brilliance gradually dissipated with the violent sound, and was replaced by a dazzling golden light.

The entire cave once again returned to its usual calmness, but this calmness was almost eerie, like a sign before a storm. It was a sign of disaster!

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A tall figure lay steadily in the almost dry pond.

It can be seen from the stern face that he is a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. His eyebrows are like swords, his eyes are like the sea, his handsome nose, and his knife-carved lips all reveal the extraordinaryness of the young man. From time to time there is a wave of golden light.

It flashed out from the boy's body, it was extremely mysterious and strange!

Ahem~~

Mo Hun coughed twice and slowly opened his eyes.

Where am I? Why do I look so familiar~~

Hey~ That pond full of magic spirits~~ I’m not dead~

I'm not dead!!

My ink soul is back again! Ha~~

The feeling of surviving a catastrophe is like the joy of rain after a long drought, floating in my heart with waves of surprises~

Mo Hun stood up and looked up, seeing that the pond around him was empty, he couldn't help but said happily.

At this time, there is no longer the painful feeling of drowning just now. On the contrary, bursts of comfort flow throughout the body. Vaguely, an uncontrollable powerful energy is stirring in the Dantian, slowly flowing through the blood in the body.

Strange meridians and hundreds of meridians~~

"What happened just now? Hey, where is this pool full of demons~~"

"Hiccup~~~" Mo Hun burped, puzzled as to why so many demon spirits just disappeared~~

And that weak and inaudible voice just now~~Who made it~~Where is the other person~~

Mo Hun recalled the magnetic voice when he was nearly comatose just now, because if that voice hadn't pulled his last bit of consciousness, he would have been out of his wits at this moment~~

Many questions are running through my mind like headless flies.

"Magic crystal~~My magic crystal~~Where did my magic crystal go!!"

An old man's voice penetrated the eardrums extremely sharply, causing Mo Hun to frown, and the blood all over his body suddenly boiled!!

"Old man, keep your voice down, do you want to disturb me to death?!" Mo Hun couldn't help but feel the atmosphere. There were only two people here, and they could hear their farts. Do they need to be so loud?

But after I said the words, I realized that I would never say such sharp words before. Why has my temper become so bad now? Is it because I am now full of power~~

Mo Hun didn't know that not only his personality, but also many things had undergone earth-shaking changes at that moment. These changes all started because of him and also ended because of him. Spend some time with him.

A wonderful reincarnation that cannot be ignored~~

"The magic crystal that I have been guarding for thousands of years is gone! Why is it gone? Where did it go, little friend! Tell me quickly, where are the magic crystals in the pool now?" Xiao Shitou asked anxiously.

Mo Hun then carefully looked at the small stone not far away. At this moment, he had a big transformation, with a head full of white hair, a red face, a big nose, and small eyes, showing a very humorous appearance pattern.

The eyes can’t help but be funny~~

"Xiao Shitou, is this your original appearance? To be honest, you are not as good-looking as Xiao Shitou before~~" Mo Hun couldn't help but joked, taking in the anxious expression on Xiao Shitou's humorous face.

"Little friend~~ tell me~~ where is my magic crystal~~" Xiao Shitou's energetic eyes slowly dimmed. It seemed that just for a moment, the little old man who was so confident just now suddenly became old.

Gone for hundreds of years.

Seeing Xiao Shitou looking so painful that he was about to shed tears, Mo Hun hurriedly comforted him: "I don't know, I was like this after I woke up. I wanted to ask you what happened. It's all your fault."

~~You just pushed me into this pond and almost drowned me~~" Mo Hun thought of the energy fluctuations erupting from the little stone, pushing himself into the water without warning, and the unbearable and severe pain.

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"What~so~~you entered the pond before it dried up?" A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Xiao Shitou's eyes~~

The ancient body completely lacked the frail charm at this moment. The little stone jumped up like a monkey, then took a few steps with its feet in the air and came to the front from a few feet away.

"Yeah, I almost died here~~But then I fell into a coma~~When I woke up, I found that this place was dry~~" Mo Hun looked at Xiao Shitou's incomprehensible expression and slowly explained.

Xiao Shitou listened to Mo Hun's words and rubbed his eyes vigorously. A few particularly deep forehead lines were squeezed together by his eyebrows, "That's wrong~~How could it be you~~you~~you said~you

~~Tell me~~Where are you from~~"

"Where am I from?"

"Are you from the first dimension? Jinshan?" Xiao Shitou asked knowingly, but as if he had just suddenly thought of it, he suddenly raised his head and said to himself.

"I was born in Jinshan." Mo Hun replied without any doubt.

"Do you know where Jinshan is?" Xiao Shitou narrowed his eyes and asked with deep meaning.

Without waiting for Mo Hun to reply, Xiao Shitou stood with his hands behind his hands and said slowly: "A long time ago, demon cultivators and immortal cultivators coexisted in the first space. Although they both followed the path of enlightenment and went against heaven, but they practiced

They have different methods, but they are each other’s enemies.”

"The immortal cultivators plunder the essence of heaven and earth, the afterglow of the sun and the moon, and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The demon cultivators take the soul blood of all living beings, and they do not hesitate to kill their own kind to supplement their own cultivation. From this, the two factions continue to dispute~~"

"Just a thousand years ago, the immortal cultivators gathered three elites and launched a century-long battle with the demons~~"

When Xiao Shitou said this, he sighed, his eyes showing a touch of sadness~~

"Finally~~Due to many reasons~~the remaining demon clan chose to retreat~~withdrew from the last base, Jinshan!"

"Perhaps it is not a retreat, but a change of direction."

"Jinshan dyed red with the blood of gods and demons, the next era opened by gods and demons with blood."
Chapter completed!