3592. Chapter three thousand five hundred ninety-two spring eyes!
Qin Yu stood next to the spring, while holding up the Xuanyuan Dragon Body, he pinched the magic formula with his hands constantly, and began to use the method taught by the Son of the Abyss.
Under Qin Yu's control, a stream of spring water slowly rose up from the spring eye, slowly wrapping the purple crystal.
According to what the Son of the Abyss said, he would use the power of this spring to eliminate the confinement of the Tao body.
At this time, his heart was beating wildly, and he was extremely nervous. If he were in the outside world, the power of his heartbeat alone would be enough to shatter mountains and rivers millions of miles away.
Because this touches the power of the God Lord, if the figure in the spring reacts and is so close, Qin Yu may be annihilated without even having room to think.
The power of the God Lord is really too terrifying for Qin Yu's level.
If it weren't for the method taught by the Son of the Abyss, even if he tried his best and used all the means, he might not be able to affect the spring in the slightest.
You know, that is a state that even the Lord of Curse and the Founder has never reached.
According to Qin Yu's perception, any drop of spring water in this spring may have terrifying power that can turn an entire small world into a dead place.
If he had come into contact with it himself, it would only take a drop of spring water to completely dissolve Qin Yu's body and soul.
Under Qin Yu's frightening manipulation, the spring water was wrapped in purple crystals, constantly swirling and reverberating on its surface.
He could feel that the purple crystal was being worn away rapidly. Although it was not visible to the naked eye, it had already shrunk significantly in just a few hours.
To Qin Yu, these few short hours almost seemed as long as hundreds of thousands of years.
Seeing that there was still silence in the spring, with the figure motionless, Qin Yu's beating heart finally calmed down a little.
A few more days passed, and by this time, the purple crystals on the outer layer of Xuanyuan Dragon's body had almost been worn away.
But the real power of the ban is shrouded in the surface of Tao's body.
Under Qin Yu's careful control, the two powers of the Divine Master were consuming each other at a slow speed.
At this rate, it will take at least several years to remove the power of the ban.
Although time is tight now, this is already the fastest speed.
The figure in the spring's eyes remained motionless, which made Qin Yu feel more at ease.
"I hope things go well for the Children of the Abyss."
Qin Yu thought to himself.
He knows that "Qin Yu" will only become stronger faster than him. Even if he can control the power of the Taoist body, if he is not forced out of Huang Quantian and allowed to grow, he may be dead when Qin Yu leaves the Styx.
By that time, "Qin Yu" was already strong enough to suppress the Demon Soul Land with one hand.
"But no matter what, I will never give up."
A trace of determination flashed in Qin Yu's eyes.
Even if "Qin Yu" is another version of himself, he has no intention of giving in.
There are still too many things waiting for him to do. He must not lose until he reaches the true supreme and finds the answers to everything!
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Just as Qin Yu was at the source of the Styx River, using the power of the mysterious God Lord in the spring to unseal the Xuanyuan Dragon Body, he was also in the Underworld River Styx.
On the bank of the Styx River, which had been running for countless years, a large thick black mist suddenly rose from an empty dock.
The black mist was so thick that it seemed to swallow up the darkness itself. It spread rapidly and occupied the entire dock in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, the black mist exploded, and a figure flew out from it, standing on the River Styx. He turned back and looked coldly at the black mist covering the dock.
"It's useless. Your devouring power is of no use to me."
That figure was an old man with black hair and a face full of vicissitudes of life, but without any wrinkles. He was none other than Youhuang, the founder of the You family.
As the black mist rose, the figure of the Son of the Abyss slowly took shape in it. He still had that evil smile on his face, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Huh, what a good dog. He still carries the strength of his master."
Youhuang said lightly: "You and I are both descendants of the abyss. Since the Demon Lord has been reborn, you are just a defective product. How can you devour the one who serves the Demon Lord?"
The Son of the Abyss mocked and laughed: "You are so loyal to the Demon Lord. It's a pity that your so-called Demon Lord is just a young guy with only half of his soul left."
Youhuang didn't take it seriously at all, and said calmly: "The person who controls the power of the Demon Eye and controls the will of the Demon Soul is the real Demon Lord. How can it be compared to a defective product like you who has never found the Demon Eye in hundreds of millions of years? ?”
"Do you think that by destroying the formation and preventing Huang Quantian from absorbing the power of the Styx, you can stop the Demon Lord?"
He glanced across the void: "The entire Exiled Land is the hunting ground of the Demon Lord, how can it be limited to the small underworld?"
"That's a lot of nonsense." The Son of the Abyss smiled evilly and said: "If it really doesn't matter, why do you, the old immortal, chase me all the way here? With the power of the Demon Eye to protect you, I really can't devour you, but you can't either. After all, I’m just an ant and won’t be able to kill me in hundreds of millions of years, so what’s the use of chasing me?”
You Huang was unmoved and slowly raised his hand.
The entire waves of the Underworld and the Styx River seemed to follow his movements and converge towards where he was.
"Indeed, I can't kill you."
He gently flipped his palm, and a huge wave swept up, rushing towards the pier.
Under the impact of the huge waves of the Styx, the black fog that shrouded the entire dock bore the brunt.
The water of the Styx collided with the black mist, and the river water poured in backwards and the black mist billowed.
The Son of the Abyss also jumped up and collided with Youhuang's figure instantly, fighting fiercely.
Under the terrifying consuming power of the Styx water, the black mist continued to shrink, seemingly unable to withstand the incoming waves of river water.
The Sons of the Abyss were also retreating steadily under Youhuang's offensive.
Although he is immortal and can devour even the Supreme, the power of devouring is of no use at this moment, and the power of his body is still at the level of the Supreme. Facing Youhuang, who has reached the end of his path to the Supreme, It's hard to compare at all, and it can only barely support it.
Youhuang's light attack was able to tear his body apart, while making a faint sound in his mouth.
"Why do you think I want to fight with you here?"
"I have been sitting on the Styx River for hundreds of millions of years, and I control the power of the Styx River at the palm of my hand!"
In the blink of an eye, he tore off the limbs of the Son of the Abyss, threw them aside, and sent him flying onto the dock with another palm.
The Son of the Abyss was in mid-air, his limbs had returned to their original state, and evil laughter resounded through the void: "So that's it, you want to use the water of the Styx to consume my strength. It's a good idea, but unfortunately, it's just in vain!"
