Eternal Tranquility

Between the mountains, the diffuse blood mist is like a slowly flowing river. It seems calm, but in fact it is dangerous.

The demon army covered by the blood mist looked like a formidable enemy. The demons who were usually the most aggressive and noisy became trembling with fear at this time. They moved their steps cautiously while staring at the sky, just because there was something in the sky that even demons were afraid of. The Tao Demon appeared again.

In fact, the previous orders for the demon army to disperse and evade were executed quickly and effectively, so Liu Qinghuan did not kill many demons. However, the black dragon he transformed into was so majestic and intimidating that the demon army now saw him. All scared.

While everyone was on alert, Liu Qinghuan's clothes were fluttering out of the clouds, and he slowly flew back and forth several times over the blood mist. He seemed to be choosing where to start, but he hadn't decided yet. idea.

"He's stalling for time!"

In the blood mist, a demon ancestor spoke to the silver-haired man in a suppressed voice, with uncontrollable anger on his face.

"Haosu, are we just going to watch him show off his power above us?!"

"I also think he is deliberately stalling for time, not wanting us to rush to Suohen Bridge for reinforcements." Another Demon Ancestor also echoed, and after speaking, he cursed several times in a low voice: "This is the first time I feel so aggrieved. Personal cultivation is on your head, what are you afraid of? Come out with me now and kill him!"

"That's right! No matter how powerful the Dao Demon is, he's just one person. If the five of us attack him together, I don't believe he can't defeat him!"

"Haosu, please say something!"

The silver-haired demon ancestor had been silently looking at the sky. After hearing this, he finally turned to look at the few people: "What do you mean, come together?"

He sneered, with a sarcastic look in his eyes: "Speaking of this, I only have one question: I was pressed under the mountain at that time, and you guys were outside, but now where are the Huige people? Where are the Huokui people? They are there where!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several Demon Ancestors became a little bright. One of them hesitated and said: "Hui Ge was swallowed by the black dragon, and Huo Kui... he was the first to escape!"

"As soon as he ran away, you guys also ran away, right? Then why not do what Huo Kui did and just run away and come back."

The silver-haired Demon Ancestor spoke very calmly, and there was no anger on his face. However, the Demon Ancestors across from him were so frightened that they lowered their heads even lower.

The Demon Ancestor who complained about being aggrieved before argued: "Hui Ge is dead, Huo Kui has escaped, and the four of us are left. The river of blood cannot be opened in time. The price paid for summoning the evil god is a bit too high, so we have to... …”

His voice became smaller and smaller, and under the sinister gaze of the silver-haired Demon Ancestor, the next words were choked in his throat and could not be uttered.

"How big is it? Is it bigger than being killed by the Dao Demon? Is it bigger than so many tribesmen who died?" The silver-haired Demon Ancestor said coldly: "Now that the river of blood has opened, what are you waiting for!"

His usual prestige should not be low, and several demon ancestors did not dare to say anything more, and they all walked towards the center of the demon army.

"Return to the tribe!" A demon ancestor complained to the other three through voice transmission: "Hmph! What qualifications do those low-level insects have to be called tribesmen?"

"That's right. If he really cares about his clansmen, why would he force them to donate their blood essence and demonic energy!"

"After all, he just doesn't want to pay the price himself, but wants us to cut his heart and liver..."

"Shut up, you two!" Finally a demon ancestor stopped him: "If you have any dissatisfaction, you have the ability to complain to Hao Su in person, but you don't dare to say it, and you moan in private, what's the use! Hurry up, summon the evil god , It’s important to kill the Dao Demon!”

As the man spoke, he took out something completely wrapped in black cloth from his arms and placed it carefully on the ground.

The other three people averted their eyes in unison, as if they did not dare to look at the object, and hurriedly took their positions. Under the oppressive gaze of the silver-haired Demon Ancestor in the distance, they stretched out their hands and thrust their sharp claws into their chests...

Liu Qinghuan, who was flying in the air, immediately noticed something was wrong. The blood mist that was originally gentle and quiet suddenly surged, so thick that it seemed as if it had turned into blood. A strange chanting sound came from the water.

He listened carefully, but found that he couldn't understand it. It was an extremely ancient demon language. Every word seemed to be a roar under the abyss, full of anger and hatred for the world.

Liu Qinghuan frowned, and his body disappeared in the blink of an eye, falling into the blood mist.

The first thing that came into view was the four Demon Ancestors gathered in a circle. They all transformed back into their original demon selves, with their chests torn open. While chanting the ancient language, they couldn't help but trembling with fear in their eyes.

Wisps of black energy and blood floated out from their eyes, ears, noses and mouths, floated out from the demon soldiers, and all converged towards a half-human-tall statue placed on the ground.

The statue looked dilapidated. Not only was it covered with traces of corrosion over time, but it only had one arm. However, the evil intent was so strong that Liu Qinghuan only glanced at it, feeling frightened and afraid to look directly at it.

Around the statue, there are four still beating bloody hearts.

Liu Qinghuan was shocked: At this glance, he knew that these demons were performing some kind of evil ritual. The statue gave him a very bad feeling. As it absorbed more and more essence, blood and demonic energy, its blurred facial features It's becoming clearer and clearer.

Suddenly, the statue suddenly opened its eyes, grabbed a heart and stuffed it into its mouth!

‘We can’t let them complete the ritual! ’

Liu Qinghuan sneaked nearby silently. If he wanted to take action, he would need to remove his invisibility, so he only had one chance and had to succeed in one blow.

At this moment, the statue that was chewing the devil's heart suddenly turned its head, and a pair of blood-colored eyes looked at him accurately!

At that moment, Liu Qinghuan appeared without hesitation, Xuanyuan Sword instantly appeared in his hand, and all his magic power poured into the sword like a flood!

The first person to discover him was the silver-haired Demon Ancestor Hao Su. He had been paying attention to the movements everywhere. From the moment Liu Qinghuan disappeared in the sky, he searched for him all over the sky and the ground. It's just that Liu Qinghuan used the Thirty-Six Immortal Techniques of Tiangang to stand upright and shadowless. He couldn't see through it and was very anxious.

Seeing Liu Qinghuan appear at this time, Hao Su couldn't help but roar and immediately rushed towards this side.

However, probably because he didn't want to be sucked by the statue's essence, blood and power, Hao Su stood a little off, and his speed couldn't keep up with Liu Qinghuan's sword.

Before the other demons could react, a golden light flashed suddenly, sweeping away a large amount of blood mist in an instant and slashing towards the statue's head!

"No!"

At the same time, there was a heavy "dang" sound, and the majestic sword force exploded, knocking out the demon ancestors and many demon troops surrounding the statue.

In the golden light, Liu Qinghuan's face changed slightly. Although his sword was not 100% powerful due to haste, it should not have been the opponent's only hand that stretched out and grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword as if it was very easy!