At the top of the water cave, a large area of silver-white cold light suddenly gathered and dispersed, turning into a rain of light and rain in the sky.
In the little cold light, there are large patches of purple-red sand and gravel with a hint of mist falling down, and for a while, silver light and red light are sprinkled one after another, as if countless cherry blossoms are drifting away, and the beauty of the end is to the extreme.
In this boundless glamorous light, Ji Hao, who was attached to Yuan Li's long hair, broke away, holding the Tai Chi Qiankun Mirror and emitting a large area of cold light twisting and swaying, and countless purple-red sand and gravel gushed out of thin air, constantly training Ji Hao and the fate to attack with a trace of the secret connection.
The cold light flickered, and the purple-red sand and gravel hit the cold light with a halo, making the snapping sound of frozen flies hitting the window paper.
As the cold light writhed, the purple-red sand and gravel continued to move out, but the endless sand and gravel kept coming and falling on the cold light.
"This old guy is the Ancestor of the Flood Desolation, doesn't it mean that the Ancestor has already fallen, and the Ancestor has long been extinct?"
Yuan Li clinged to Ji Hao, looking at the purple-red sand whistling around him in embarrassment, not daring to break away from the protection of the Tai Chi Qiankun Mirror.
Ji Hao's heart moved, and he looked down at the man in black.
No one can say what the body of this thing looks like, only that he likes to hide in the dark, and if someone passes by, he will spray poisonous sand from his mouth to attack people's shadows.
If someone's shadow is struck by his poisonous sand, they will be haunted by fever, chills, then vomiting and diarrhea, and finally they will be in pain, and in severe cases, they will die of serious illness, and even their souls will be melted by the poisonous sand.
The witch priests of the witch hall are very curious about this species, and the witch priests of the witch hall often complain that the witch hall cannot provide a few live snakes for them to study how wonderful and vicious the poisonous sand of the snake is.
But according to the secret file of the Witch Palace, the last snake in the world should have been swallowed as food by a gluttonous head more than 2,000 years ago, and no one has ever seen a living snake again, so the witch priests of the Witch Hall naturally have no object to study.
But I didn't expect that in the depths of the Huai River, Ji Hao could meet the ancestor of the dragon, the first dragon between heaven and earth, and the old guy who was called the ancestor of the dragon.
Since this old guy is alive and well, it is naturally impossible for this clan to become extinct "The ancestor is alive and well, how can it fall" The ancestor chuckled, and opened his mouth to spray out a piece of poisonous sand.
The most terrifying thing about insinuation is that the poisonous sand does not need to touch the human body at all, as long as the shadow of the person, or the breath left by the person on a certain thing is sprayed by the poisonous sand, the person will be infected with the poison of the poisonous sand.
The poisonous sand of the snake is quite a bit of the smell of the Terran witch sacrifice and the distant sky curse, and it is more mysterious than the power of the witch curse.
Just now Ji Hao sacrificed the Mu Clan's life puppet and tried to attack the dragon coffin, the Mu Clan's life puppet was contaminated with a trace of Ji Hao's breath, and the ancestor spat out poisonous sand to attack the life puppet, and the poisonous sand followed the fate puppet and Ji Hao's fingertips A wisp of qi pulled and attacked.
If it weren't for the very clever use of the Tai Chi Qiankun Mirror and the comprehensive protection of the Taiyin Divine Light, Ji Hao would have been afraid that he would have fallen into the secret plan of the ancestor.
At the moment, Ji Hao and Yuan Li exposed their true bodies, and the poisonous sand in the ancestor's gulp continued to spew out, and after a while, purple-red sand and gravel with red mist surrounded Ji Hao and Yuan Li, and countless sand and gravel continued to spray in, crashing on the Taiyin Divine Light.
"Hong Huang Ancestor, since you have not fallen, and you have not cut off your children and grandchildren, what are you hiding in this water eye" Ji Hao looked at the ancestor who was spitting poisonous sand and asked coldly.
"Why did the ancestor tell you" The ancestor was so excited that his face twitched, and he smiled with his hands: "The ancestor has been here for thousands of years, looking at these coffins, I can't hold my breath y, you want to get an answer from the ancestor and beg me, kneel down and beg me."
With a shake of his body, the ancestor brought up a trace of water and instantly arrived in front of Ji Hao and Yuan Li, he made a grimace at Ji Hao, and hissed: "Or, you let go of this treasure and let the ancestor's poisonous sand spray you in the face, as long as you don't die for three days after being hit by the ancestor's poisonous sand, whatever you ask, the ancestor will answer."
Ji Hao frowned, he was not interested in tasting the power of the Yu Clan's poisonous sand.
This kind of alien species generated by heaven and earth, creatures born in the flood after the opening of the world, who knows what strange magical skills they have Ji Hao doesn't want to capsize in the gutter and suffer here in vain.
Seeing that Ji Hao was silent, the ancestor seemed to have encountered something worth celebrating, and laughed with a bright face: "You don't dare, you don't dare to try the ancestor's poisonous sand hahaha, you know the prestige of the ancestor, you know the power of the ancestor" He jumped up a little crazy around Ji Hao and Yuan Li, he jumped for a while, and suddenly his face turned cold, and he stared at Yuan Li up and down for a while with a gloomy expression.
Yuan Li suddenly pulled out the dragon stick given by Yu Yu Daoren, pointed at the ancestor and shouted: "Look at what the little master has done."
The ancestor stretched out his slender and viscous fingers, like the tentacles of poisonous insects, and gently tapped Yuan Li: "Where, little guy, you are the son of Wuzhiqi, what a strong monkey smell, the ancestor will know it when he smells it."
Yuan Li shook his hand and played the Panlong stick with a stick, and he sneered: "That's right, I'm the son of Wuzhiqi, so what?"
Ancestor Shuzu's face tensed for a moment, and then finally he couldn't hold it back, he laughed hysterically: "What's the matter, I'm going to sue, hahaha, sue Wuzhiqi's son No, sue Wuzhiqi for colluding with the human race and betraying the Gonggong clan, I want to make Wuzhiqi's old monkey head look good" Shu Zu's eyes widened with excitement, staring at Yuan Li viciously and roaring: "Everyone is an ordinary person, why can he be the god of Huai River water without a prayer, there are countless scenery outside, and you can also enjoy countless human sacrifices, eat and drink well, play well, and the ancestor and I, I want to see the ugly hidden in this water eye, accompanied by three lifeless coffins all day long" "What bullshit important duties, what is the most important thing, what is the first merit in the future, what will be rewarded and generously rewarded in the future, what is the difference between being locked up in this water eye, and being in prison" Xuan Zu roared sharply: "Even if he is punished by the emperor and locked up in the prison cell in front of the council hall, there are unlucky people chatting with him on the left and right, and you can still see living creatures, but here" With a long roar, the ancestor's eyes protruded, and when he opened his mouth, a purple-red firelight came, hitting the silver-white Taiyin divine light released by the Taiji Qiankun Mirror.
Two hazy figures suddenly burst out from the side of the ancestor, it was a human form formed by two water waves, and it was a life puppet made by the ancestor spirit of the water tribe in the Panxi world.
The two life puppets rushed to the side of the ancestor one on the left and one on the right, and the two fist-sized golden thunder flames in their hands exploded at once.
A ball of golden light with a diameter of thousands of feet enveloped the ancestor, and a devastating thunderbolt light continued to roll and impact in this golden light, and only the hoarse screams of the ancestor could be faintly heard.
To be continued
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