Yin Ming is going to baptize this spring with a long river of culture!

It's a bold and amazing idea.

Because this magic spring is not only the black water on the surface.

Polluted springs in the ground are the key.

It was soaked in the blood of several demon powerhouses in the Middle Ages.

After many years, although the demonic energy of this spring has collapsed, its evil has grown more and more.

Yin Ming held a pen in his hand and controlled the wind.

And he saw that the spring was swept up by a strong wind, like a waterspout.

Strangely, in the spring water, there was a faint sound of wailing and mourning.

Apparently, the fountain has become a bit demonic.

If you leave it alone, after countless years, a monster may breed.

Moreover, such a demonic thing will never become a demon clan.

Although the demon clan is ferocious, they also know how to avoid evil.

But if this fountain is a monster, it will only be full of killing and demons.

The long river of literary qi swept up, enveloping the waterspout.

In the waterspout, only the mournful sound of a ghost crying wolf can be heard.

Before the ruins, all the people were terrified.

Fortunately, Yin Ming's thin figure stood steadily in the sky, standing still.

This stabilized the hearts of all the people.

Yin Ming's hand moved slowly and steadily, controlling the long river of Wen Qi, and began to rub the waterspout.

Zhang Qingxu looked sluggish and muttered: "The water source that the master said should not be ......?"

Beside him, Yang Ziming and Yi Hetu were also stunned.

This is simply unexpected.

It's just that the spring water has been completely polluted and turned into a magic spring.

It's so terrifying, even if you wash away the demonic energy, you're afraid you can't drink it, right?

Beside Yi Yao, the little girl held her head high, her mouth slightly open, and looked up at Yin Ming's slowly moving hands.

She innocently murmured, "The master must be very good at doing laundry......"

Although the scene was terrifying, everyone around couldn't help but laugh.

In mid-air, a terrible voice suddenly sounded.

All the people were appalled.

In the pitch-black waterspout, there seemed to be some living thing.

However, Yin Ming knew that this was not a living thing, it was just a bad breath.

The well water here is originally a spiritual spring.

If you are in the demon clan, after pregnancy and cultivation, you may be born with spiritual wisdom and become a demon clan powerhouse.

And if it is nourished by means of literature and Taoism, it may sprout a true spirit and become an existence like a spirit of literature and Taoism.

In fact, in the past, the demon clan also wanted to remove this spring.

It's just that removing the spring vein is very troublesome, and it is difficult to do it in a big war.

And when this spring was polluted by the demons, the demon clan did not stop it, but deliberately caused the spring to fall into the demons.

As a result, the spring became what it is today.

The waterspout brought up a black splash in the sky.

On every splash, there seems to be a dead soul roaring.

Just hearing this terrifying voice, the people felt their scalps tingle for a while, and they only felt that there was only hatred and revenge left between heaven and earth.

Yin Ming has put away the Wendao Zhu pen.

At this time, there is no need for him to be urged by the wind, and the magic spring is also spontaneously rebelling against the baptism of the long river of culture.

Yin Ming took out an empty hand and slashed in the air.

At the same time, he shouted: "Dingli banner flip shadow!"

Suddenly, in the long river of culture, there are countless flags and exhibitions.

The flagpole of each flag is deeply inserted into the long river of culture, and it is also pierced into the waterspout.

The Demon Spring, which was originally writhing wildly, seemed to be about to break away from Yin Ming's control, and its struggling movements were slowed down.

From a distance, I saw a jet-black column of water like a long dragon, soaring straight into the sky.

And the long river of culture is like a light veil, shrouded in the water like a magic dragon.

Although the long river of culture is light and thin, it blooms with sunshine and is not damaged.

And countless banners pierced the demon dragon's body, nailing it into the air.

In the midst of the ruins, the demonic aura was still terrifying, and the pitch-black water rushed into the sky.

However, the situation is clearly under Yin Ming's control.

The Demon Spring is still struggling in vain,

From time to time, a jet-black stream of water shot out, like an arrow off the string, piercing Yin Ming.

It's just that when the water flows through the long river of culture, it has been washed away by the demonic energy.

Countless streams of water shot out indiscriminately, passing past Yin Ming's side.

Yin Ming's robe sleeves flew and hunted sounded.

The book flew out of his sleeve.

The jade book changed, like a long dragon like white jade, surrounding the magic spring.

In the "Book" Sutra, the sound of dense chanting sounded.

The sound rumbled, like thunder.

Although dense, it is orderly, and it does not seem noisy at all.

The Book Sutra bloomed with infinite light, shining on the dark magic spring.

Yin Ming slowly moved his hands again, moving back and forth.

In the incredulous eyes of the disciples and the people, the pitch-black waterspout really faded in color.

The terrifying magic spring gradually settled down, and no longer tried to resist Yin Ming's baptism.

Seeing this scene, many people showed strange looks.

This scene is really a bit like putting something dirty and washing it in the long river of culture.

It's just that the filth is a little too scary.

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In the sky above the ruins of Jingxing City, Yin Ming baptized the magic spring, and the momentum was quite large.

Yuannan Plain, west.

Huge inverted triangular rocks are suspended in the air.

In the thin clouds, a beast-like form loomed into the clouds.

A low, cold conversation sounded.

"Someone is making a move, it's a very peculiar aura, but it's also very powerful. ”

"That direction, could it be the innate spirit spring that the Lightscale Demon Emperor wanted to remove in the past. Does anyone want to wash this spring?"

"It's possible, that spring vein has been polluted by the demon blood of my demon powerhouse, and it can't be purified for hundreds of years. This is a huge loss for the Terrans. ”

"Although it is conceivable that the human race is eager to restore this spring, but this person who did it is really bold to think that the spring water is so moving?"

"The Innate Martial Saint wants to cleanse the demon spring, but I am afraid that I will have to breathe in the martial arts and slowly consume the demonic energy. Without a thousand years of work, there is no hope of success. ”

"Hehe, although the martial arts inner breath is strong, but in the face of that demon spring, I am afraid that if I don't survive the end of my life, I will be polluted and degenerate. ”

"Yes, this stupid Terran powerhouse, I'm afraid I'm going to get hurt. In a short period of time, it shouldn't be bothering you and me. ”

After a moment, a statue said:

"However, such a big movement won't alarm that person, right?"

There was silence for a long time, and the voice sounded again:

"Hope...... So. ”

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Yin Ming's baptism of the Demon Spring not only alarmed the demon lord thousands of miles away, but of course also alarmed the demon clan not far away.

Especially in the north of Jingxing City, hundreds of miles away, there is a demon king peeking at this side.

One after another, the figures with monstrous demonic energy stood in the sky, their cold eyes facing south.

A hundred miles away, not very far, they could even see the changes on the ruins of the distant Jingxing City.

Many demon kings know about the magic spring in the ruins of Jingxing City.

They have always stayed away from this magic spring.

(End of chapter)