The dark wind blows, ghosts cry in the clouds and mist, gods howl under the demon altar, the heavens lament, Shura is arrogant...!
Black Dragon took the lead in opening his dragon claw hand, and gave Wu Tian a divine dragon's big claw along the side.
The dragon's claw came down from Wutian Tianling, but it was knocked into the air. Wutian was still laughing in terror and rushed towards the black dragon.
"I'll go! It turns out to be a demonic energy."
The black dragon's claw hand was empty, and he realized that the devil opposite was actually a breath of energy. When he was about to withdraw his claw hand, it smashed deeply into the lake, and he could no longer take it back.
"Don't move, there's something fishy here."
The black dragon shouted loudly.
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and so are feelings, thoughts, and consciousness. Isn't this energy just emptiness? Maybe it's just a past scene reflected in a demonic lake!"
The Buddha pinched the beads in his hand, his wise eyes widened, and he sang loudly.
"Buddha is right, everyone, please don't move. Hold your breath and don't let the evil spirit enter our bodies. That would be dangerous."
The Holy Spirit looked at the black dragon, who was already suffering from severe pain in his balls, and said in silence.
Wutianxunyouxuntian Rakshasa girl revealed the essence of their scheming to Buddha and the Holy Spirit, which inevitably turned into a black mist and dispersed into the devil lake with a gust of wind.
"This is the trapped fairy lake of the Shura Martial God trapped in the immortal lake introduced from the earth's core, mixed with five artificial poisons, which can corrode the immortal energy and spiritual power. This may not be the Phantom River, just a pool of stagnant water. It is a magical miasma, demon, and mind demon.
Yun Mist is basically a demon lake hand-crafted by the demons of the demon world. Because it cannot reach the sky or reach the ground, if one accidentally gets involved in it, the ending will be terrible, and most of them will be unable to survive except as demons.
.Hehehehe, it’s better for all of us to stay still for now!”
Pixiu's face turned black and white intermittently. He looked at the fading illusion of Wutian Xunyou and was so anxious that he roared loudly and said.
Regarding the Immortal Devouring Demon Altar of the Magic Academy, few people in the fairy world have set foot in it, so everyone knows about it.
In fact, this is a soul-refining altar built by Empress Asura after the Martial God Shura returned to the mountains, and the newly born Samadhi Demons worked hard to assist Empress Asura to build a soul-refining altar for the descendants of the demon world. The altar is hidden.
Under this ghost lake, above the Nine Netherworlds, and under the world of mortals, it is generally unknown to people.
The reason why this ghost lake is called ghost lake is because it is not a lake, it is just an illusion of a lake.
Strictly speaking, it is a lake soul, or the soul of a dead lake.
That’s why it’s called Ghost Lake.
Since it is a ghost lake, it will naturally change endlessly all the time.
This ghost lake is as thin as a cicada feather, just the shell of a lake.
Popi is an extremely huge demon world soul refining altar built by the demon world in imitation of the heavenly world soul refining altar.
The heavenly soul refining altar refines the souls of humans, gods, demons, and the devil soul refining altar can refine everything, including their monsters and demons.
Previously, the Xunyou Rakshasa girls from Xuntian Wutian infiltrated into the Oriental Glazed Light World to do evil, deluded people, and caused a lot of trouble.
In fact, people like them are just one of the thousands of small remnants under the empress of this magical world, and they are just like ants in this demonic soul refining altar.
If you put them among the students of this magic academy, they are just a drop in the ocean.
"In the history of our immortals, no one has ever heard of a number one figure like her! This happened so suddenly, it really makes people speechless."
Miaomiao completely agreed with Pixiu's statement.
"Sister Miao Miao, you believe everything our Senior Brother Pixiu says. But if this is a lake, the water in it should be moving! At least, there should be some ripples. But how can I watch it?
This is not like a lake, but like a mirror in the clouds and mist? Could it be that we have mistaken its true appearance?"
Yang Jianan looked at Pixiu who seemed to be deep in thought, and said to Miao Miao with a smile.
"Ignore what it is for now, let's quickly work together to get out my master's dragon-clawed hand!"
Yu Yan glanced at the impatient Black Dragon and said to Shui Mo and Pi Xiu.
"There's no need to be so anxious. I have thousands of dragon claws. If I lose a handful of them, the impact won't be very big. But, this ghost lake is too damn evil. How can I break it if it continues like this?
What a witchcraft!"
The black dragon looked up to the sky and sighed, saying with great sadness.
"Hahahaha! The little dragon god dares to come to my Asura world to run wild. Do you know how much you have weighed this time? You will lose half if you surrender. If you repent now and docilely withdraw from my magic forest,
My aunt, please let me wait until you die."
The fake autumn moon appeared again in the clouds and mist in the sky. She stretched out her arm and fished out the black dragon's claw hand from the ghost lake in the blink of an eye.
It's like taking an oversized chicken foot out of a frying pan.
"Hehehehe! Little Black Dragon, your chicken feet are really black from the inside out! They seem to be cut from a silky chicken! Hahahaha."
Fake Qiuyue burst into laughter.
Just when Shui Mo was about to rush to snatch the black dragon's claw hand, the fake autumn moon had long since disappeared into the clouds and mist.
Hands with black dragon's claws.
"Damn it! Damn it. I caught you and I have to skin you."
The black dragon was so angry with her that he became furious. In a rage, he picked up a big wooden stake and threw it into the ghost lake with a "poof!"
"Strange! Isn't it supposed to make a "pop" sound? Why is it this sound?"
Muyun Beast said very puzzledly.
"Ah! Look, everyone. This wood has not sunk. It is indeed a lake."
Yang Canan couldn't help but screamed as he looked at the wood that was gradually appearing.
"We can chop more wood, can't we get across? Maybe we can see a different ghost lake when we get to the other side."
Young Yazai spoke loudly as if he had found a treasure, saying:
"You can definitely give it a try. Maybe the souls of Senior Brother Mo Xuan and Sister Shui Yue were taken away by her like this!"
Yang Jianan looked back at Shui Yue and Mo Xuan, and whispered to Mu Yun Beast and Yu Yan.
"Otherwise, let's give Junior Brother Mo Xuan and Sister Shui Yue some immortal energy first, wake them up, and then ask for some more. Let's go over there. If the female devil comes back to deal with them, wouldn't their souls be the same?
Is it going to be completely cool?"
Miaomiao reminded everyone.
"Shui Mo, save people first."
Yu Yan gave the ink order without hesitation.
"Yeah! Without him, I feel like my spiritual energy is much less."
Shui Mo agreed.
"Ink and wash, give it a try first, don't let it be an illusion, it will be a big embarrassment."
Black Dragon looked at Mo Xuan and Shui Yue, who had dull eyes and bright red blood all over their bodies, and whispered to Shui Mo.
"I understand, master. I have a sense of propriety."
Shui Mo said, and slowly began to approach Mo Xuan and Shui Yue, who had not moved more than half a step.
"Don't...don't...don't...!"
A faint voice entered Shui Mo's eardrums faintly.
It seemed to be Senior Brother Mo Xuan, but Senior Brother Mo Xuan across from him didn't emit even a trace of sound waves at all!
Shui Mo immediately stopped moving, turned on his immortal energy, and carefully identified the source of the sound.
"That's right! Even if Sister Shuiyue and Senior Brother Mo Xuan are killed, there will still be a little bit of blue fairy blood left on their bodies, right? Why are they all covered with red blood? Could it be that they have all the blood stains on them?
Is it stained by the blood of the demon gods? But the wounds haven’t completely healed yet!...?”
Shui Mo immediately retreated into the distance, carefully warning of the movement around him.