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I saw it looks like a dragon, its whole body is blood-red, and its face looks like a human. When I looked closely, the man looked a little familiar. A name suddenly came to my mind: "Wentian!? How could he become like this? Fortunately, Canglong didn't see him."

I saw a tall figure suddenly jumping off the back of "Wentian". It was not someone else, but the holy demon he was looking for!

Following him, several figures fell one after another. The two on the left were dressed black and white, the black one was Xuanwu, the white tiger, and a woman with golden arms in plain white dress standing on the right, and some strange monsters were listed behind.

At this point, Qinglong had no choice but to bite the bullet and jump out from behind the stone. When Xuanwu saw that it was him, he immediately jumped up and stopped him, while Baihu stared at him with cold eyes.

Qinglong carried Canglong on his back and said coldly: "I'm here to look for the Holy Demon, not for you."

Xuanwu glanced at him and Canglong on his back and said proudly: "Do you want to meet Lord Holy Demon?"

In the past, Qinglong would have been in a state of fire, but now he has to ask others for help, so he can only put away his anger and say, "Yes."

Xuanwu raised his head and laughed contemptuously, saying, "Didn't you say you won't have anything to do with us anymore? Why did you suddenly come to the door?"

Qinglong clenched his fists and said with a suppressed pressure: "Xuanwu! Don't force people too much! I have already said that I am here to find the Holy Demon!"

"Enough!" The holy demon's voice suddenly rang behind Xuanwu. After hearing this, Xuanwu immediately moved out of the way and walked over to him.

Qinglong walked to the holy demon, he glanced at Canglong and said coldly: "Do you want me to save this child?"

Qinglong nodded calmly and said, "He is my son. He was hit by the demonic energy of the Yanhuang Demon Sword. Only the spiritual energy on the Holy Demon Mountain can save him."

The holy demon just pondered without saying a word when he heard this.

Qinglong said anxiously: "What conditions do you want? As long as you are willing to save him, I will agree to you in everything!"

The Holy Demon sneered and said, "Don't regret it."

Qinglong said with a look of death: "I am willing to exchange my life for another!"

"Your life is useless to me." The Holy Demon said disdainfully, "But there is still something useful to you."

Xuanwu immediately walked to the Holy Demon and bowed his hands and said indignantly: "Sir, this person is ungrateful and abandoned at the beginning and end, so he should not trust him."

Qinglong glared at him and said, "Don't spit people with blood!"

The Holy Demon gave the two a blank look and raised his head and said, "It's very simple. As long as you stay here and don't let the Dragon Clan people approach the Holy Demon Mountain."

Qinglong was in trouble, and Xuanwu couldn't help but sneer. Seeing that he did not respond, the Holy Demon gave Xuanwu a glance. Everyone immediately stepped forward and began to leave, leaving Qinglong who was still standing.

"Wait a minute!" Qinglong shouted from behind, jumped to the holy demon with a quick step, and asked humbly: "Can you really save him?"

The Holy Demon ignored him at all, stretched his hand back, and everyone stepped forward again. When Xuanwu walked past, he deliberately knocked him away with his elbow.

Qinglong was completely anxious and set out and said, "Okay! I promise you!"

The Holy Demon stopped and turned to Qinglong. Qinglong put down Canglong on his back, lowered his head and touched his face, and handed him helplessly to the Holy Demon. The Holy Demon lifted Canglong's shirt backhand, and saw that most of his chest was black, and he sucked in less air and exhaled more air.

Qinglong stared nervously, but the Holy Demon did not say a word. His palms were facing downward, half a foot away from his chest, and then took a breath slightly. A white light flowed down from his left hand and penetrated into Canglong's chest. After a while, a black air slowly rose from Canglong's chest, and then sucked into his right palm. A smile began to appear on Qinglong's lips.

Seeing the white air coming in and out of the black air, after about a cup of tea, most of the black air in Canglong's chest had dissipated, and it returned to the point where it was only black around the wound.

The Holy Demon immediately put away his hands and said coldly: "I can only force out so much demonic energy, and the rest depends on you."

Qinglong felt a stern in his heart and asked in confusion: "What does it mean?"

The holy demon said coldly: "He wants to go up the mountain with me. Only by inhaling the spiritual energy from the mountain can he force out the remaining demonic energy. If you don't want him to die, stay here!" Then he turned around and ordered Xuanwu and said: "Take him away!"

Xuanwu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "As for order!" Then he came over and reached out to ask Qinglong for someone.

Qinglong said hesitantly: "I'm here to guard it, how do you know you will definitely save him?"

The Holy Demon sneered and said, "You are not qualified to negotiate with me! This is your last chance!"

Qinglong thought for a while, and had no choice but to hand the Canglong to Xuanwu. The Holy Demon said: "Remember, I don't want to see the people of the Dragon Clan approaching the Holy Demon Mountain!" Then he watched everyone leave.

Xuanwu carried Canglong on his shoulders, and the closer he got to the Holy Demon Mountain, the more he felt a wave of stuffyness in his chest. He saw that the white tiger was already covering his chest and gasping continuously, and Yin'er also began to sweat on his forehead.

The holy demon who was walking in front suddenly raised his right hand, signaling everyone to stop, then turned around and said, "You can't walk forward anymore!"

Yin'er ran forward with her chest covering her chest and whispered in his ear: "You must be careful!"

The holy demon said "Yeah" and said, "Before night, I can definitely remove the spiritual energy from the mountain." Then he shouted at Xuanwu: "Give him to me!"

When Xuanwu heard this, he wanted to throw Canglong to the ground immediately, so he swung his hands and threw Canglong forward. The Holy Demon jumped up and grabbed the collar behind Canglong's neck. He turned around, and the "top" sounded, turned into a black tornado and rushed straight towards the Holy Demon Mountain.

I saw the Holy Demon Mountain in the distance looming in the clouds. Xuanwu frowned and walked to Baihu and said, "Are you okay?"

Baihu tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't underestimate me!"
Chapter completed!