Chapter 120: What You Want Again, Qinglong Illusory (8.4k)(1/4)
Yu Ziqing hugged little Ao Qing, performed the maze of steps, and disappeared on the island on the first floor of the Li Mausoleum.
But when he returned to Stone Forest, he found that his arms were empty and little Ao Qing was missing.
His expression was calm, and he had already expected that this matter would not be that simple.
The purpose of the mausoleum was to bury the power of the curse and preserve part of the spiritual purity. How could Ao Qing come out so easily?
It is never that easy to lift up the coffin.
Returning to the first-level island again, little Ao Qing is still there.
"If it doesn't work, forget it, I'm already very satisfied..." Xiao Ao Qing had a smile on his face, not disappointed at all.
"Whether it counts or not, I have the final say. Don't say anything. I have plenty of ways. Try it slowly."
Yu Ziqing replenished a magic elixir again, with demonic energy surging all over his body. He couldn't help but pick up little Ao Qing. After thinking for a moment, he wrapped Ao Qing in it with demonic energy, stepped forward with his feet, and after two breaths,
Disappeared on the island on the first floor of the Li Mausoleum.
The light dimmed and then brightened, and he was standing in the stone forest again.
In the center of the stone forest, where no light could shine, Yu Ziqing could faintly feel the terrifying pressure fluctuating.
In his arms, there was little Ao Qing wrapped in demonic energy.
Little Ao Qing stared at everything outside with a shocked expression.
Yu Ziqing wanted to laugh a little. The monsters transformed by that cursed power that he didn't know what it was could not be killed by any other power. However, he was completely possessed by the demon. Just like the demon, those monsters were vulnerable to a single blow.
In the end, it took the power of the devil to bring little Ao Qing out.
Under normal circumstances, the curse is indeed a dead end with no solution.
The devil couldn't get into the mausoleum, and without the devil's power, he couldn't bring little Ao Qing out. Also, a normal devil would never do such a thing that would benefit others and not benefit himself.
After thinking about it, Yu Ziqing could only agree with Lao Yang's statement that the evil dragon's luck had plummeted to a negative number, and Hong Minghong's whole body had turned black, so that anyone standing next to him would be highlighted.
There is a feeling of great luck and destiny.
"Don't move, he might sense you."
Yu Ziqing gave an instruction, hugged little Ao Qing, and quickly walked out of the mausoleum using the enchanted steps.
When Yu Ziqing rushed out of the mausoleum, he immediately noticed that someone seemed to be peeping around him, and his strength seemed not to be weak.
"You see that mark? It was given to me by young Ao Qing. You can try to attach yourself to it first. Children, don't watch what happens next."
Ao Qing put his arms around Yu Ziqing's neck and said honestly. He now has absolute trust in Yu Ziqing. Even if he knows what might happen, he just likes that Yu Ziqing treats him as a pure child.
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This made him very happy.
He tried to touch the mark, and his body turned into a spiritual light and disappeared into it.
Yu Ziqing opened his eyes again, with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.
He is just a normal person, and the events that happened one after another have already made him feel angry. Every time he thinks of the image of young Ao Qing, with a satisfied look on his face, bowing to him to thank him, and then slowly dissipating, he feels very angry.
Not directed at anyone.
As soon as I came out, I immediately felt that someone was watching me, and the malice was almost undisguised.
Then Yu Ziqing would like to thank his eighteen generations of ancestors for giving birth to these things to calm his anger.
Yu Ziqing looked at the layers of seawater on the seabed, swayed, and swam forward.
We should be principled in our lives. If no one cares about him, then Yu Ziqing will pretend that he didn't notice. If someone dares to take action, no wonder he makes a big fuss.
After traveling no more than ten miles, Yu Ziqing noticed that the malice was getting closer and closer, and that malice had turned into murderous intent, stimulating his Yinshen to open his eyes.
Yu Ziqing stopped and looked around. It was pitch dark, and he grinned.
"You want to kill me?"
Hidden in the darkness of the deep sea, one of the sea monsters with an almost transparent body suddenly became very vigilant.
He felt that the guy whose whole body was shrouded in demonic aura began to increase his sense of crisis.
He turned around and ran away without hesitation, not even thinking about hiding.
As soon as this sea monster moved, it seemed that a fuse was lit, and the people hiding in the dark also began to move.
Even from the palace where Yu Ziqing came out, there were people rushing out after him.
All the people who wanted to fish in troubled waters were trying their best to get in, but there was one person who rushed out quickly. He was also a possessed guy. They naturally thought that that person had gained a lot.
Yu Ziqing's body slowly sank and had touched the one-yuan heavy water layer on the seabed.
The Guishui energy in his body was mobilized, turned into a ball, and was forcibly bombarded into the one-yuan heavy water layer by Yu Ziqing.
All of a sudden, there was a loud thunder.
The one-yuan heavy water flowing quietly on the bottom of the sea, stratified with the sea water, was stimulated by the gas of Guishui, and suddenly rolled up thousands of waves like a volcano erupting.
One Yuan Heavy Water belongs to Renshui and Yang among the five elements of Yin and Yang, and what Yu Ziqing draws from the Silver Lake is the most yin and soft Guishui Qi.
The river of heavy water flowing under the sea is essentially a barrel of explosives. Anyone who dares to activate it will be set on fire.
Now, Yu Ziqing used the energy of Guishui to collide with the one-yuan heavy water in the most violent way. If the one-yuan heavy water buried the ball of Guishui energy inside, it would not be induced.
Instead, it directly exploded the entire Yiyuan Heavy Water River.
Those gushes of one-yuan heavy water expanded exponentially, setting off a wave that covered an area of more than ten miles around in the blink of an eye.
Unless those monks have mastered the deep sea escape method, none of them can escape these waves of heavy water.
A bubble was caught in the wave of one yuan of heavy water. With a pop, it was submerged by the wave, turned around and disappeared without a trace.
Yu Ziqing, who was the closest, seemed to be about to withstand the strongest wave of power, but all the one-yuan heavy water waves automatically slid away when they were three feet away from him, so smoothly that there was no contact at all.
Arrive at Yu Ziqing.
On his right arm, the mark given to him by young Ao Qing shimmered.
He looked overwhelmed, but not a single hair on his head was hurt.
How could a dragon from the East China Sea, and a dragon with true dragon blood, be injured by one yuan of heavy water?
With this mark, Yu Ziqing won't have to worry about being crushed to death or drowning when he goes into the sea in the future, even if he wants to die like this.
How could Ao Qing's life, the only imprint he had left, be read as just an idle book?
Yu Ziqing slowly floated up and headed towards the sea.
After a moment, he rushed out of the sea and hung in mid-air.
On the sea surface, a huge water bag bulged, stretching for more than ten miles, and the water bag was still expanding.
There were bursts of muffled thunder, and traces of thunder light swam in the sea. When the water bag expanded to a height of ten miles, it suddenly exploded.
One yuan of heavy water mixed with thunder light covered the land of more than a hundred miles in an indiscriminate manner, including all places above and below the sea surface.
With one blow, everyone who can't stop it will die.
Only where Yu Ziqing was, those tiny one-yuan heavy water would be sensible enough to avoid them.
A figure flew from behind Yu Ziqing, turned into a ray of light, and rushed towards Yu Ziqing's back.
However, those Yiyuan heavy water that bypassed Yu Ziqing returned to the original trajectory after Yu Ziqing's death.
The man was turned into a sieve on the spot, and the dense one-yuan heavy water exploded on his body surface, causing thunderous bursts.
Yu Ziqing looked back, and the demonic energy in his body began to slowly fade away.
He only saw one person flying backwards, and then halfway through the flight, it exploded into a mist of blood.
Those who want money rather than life deserve to die.
There is never a shortage of such people in this place, and there are many people who come to fish in troubled waters every time.
It would be a little better to take the opportunity to search for resources in these tens of thousands of miles of sea.
There are many others. I don’t have the courage to enter the Evil Dragon’s Tomb. However, in the name of exploring the Evil Dragon’s Tomb, I have the courage to come near the Evil Dragon’s Tomb, fish in troubled waters, kill people and seize treasures, but I do have the courage, and it is great.
It's just that they don't know who is the prey and who is the hunter. Sometimes it's not necessarily the case.
After the clearance was over, Yu Ziqing didn't care whether there would be any manslaughter. During this period, every person who could squat near the evil dragon's mausoleum counted one by one. Even if they were all killed, there would be no manslaughter.
The January period is coming soon, and he has to wait here for Lao Yang.
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Inside the mausoleum, endless death energy enveloped the huge cave in the center, blocking all eyes from the outside and all those who wanted to enter without fear of death.
In the huge cave, a huge cocoon of light has been transformed. The old sheep bit the tail of the evil dragon and continued to refine it. It has been refined to the end, and only the head is left.
The death energy on the evil dragon's body is only left on the head, and the rest has been infected by Lao Yang with the help of the power of the formation.
"Uncle Yang, I can't hold on any longer. I don't know what happened to this guy. He suddenly woke up. I can only guide him with my power, but I can't suppress him by force. Even if he is dead, he is still a ninth-level man."
The dragon!"
On the evil dragon's head, black air slowly seeped out, and Lou Huai screamed and roared.
To be continued...