Jiang Yuhe hung on the surface of the river, his expression calm and indifferent.

Her heart did not cause a trace of turmoil because of killing the demon cultivator, nor did she become panicked because of the sudden and powerful force.

She stood there quietly at this time, staring at Jiang Renbao lying on the shore, and was silent for a long time.

Qing Yuran didn't know why she was like this, but the other party's eyes didn't release any malice, so he didn't move, but waited and watched.

"The old ancestor is awake! the old ancestor is awake!"

At the moment when the demon cultivator is killed, the shrimp soldiers and crabs on the surface of the water will fall into a panic.

And when they heard the sound from the palace at the bottom of the river again, they instantly became excited, and the sadness of the previous moment completely disappeared, as if the death of the demon cultivator had been forgotten by them.

They re-entered the water and rushed towards the palace with all their might.

However, before they could reach the entrance of the palace, they only heard the voice of the old ancestor coming from the palace again.

It's just that the emotions contained in the voice at this time are completely opposite to before.

"Who are you and why are you here...... ' voice was full of consternation, "It's useless for you to take it, this is the Heavenly Demon Bead, one of the sacred relics of my East Sea Demon Clan, and it is only valuable in the hands of the Kraken He!"

"You...... What do you want to do......"

"Don't come here!"

"You let go, let me go!"

The shrimp soldiers and crabs didn't dare to rush back at this moment, because they heard the panic and panic in the words of the old ancestor.

They looked at each other and said, "Is it really our festival today?"

"What else can I do, running away is the only option!"

"How can you care about the life or death of your ancestors!"

"What do you think we can do with our subtle skills? Even the king and his descendants are no match for that woman, and now there is a man stronger than that woman, what do you think we can do?"

"Collect the corpses!" said a crab general with a demon cultivator on his back, "at least we should bring their corpses with us!

......

"Ahh......h Which grandson curses me to death, get down for Lao Tzu! See if I don't peel your skin! Let me go, I'm wrong, I'm wrong!"

......

"The old ancestor is a little incoherent! It seems that he can't bear it anymore!"

"Let's go! The old ancestor said that he wanted to pick your skin, didn't you hear?"

"Let's go, let's go and look for those dead monks first, see if there are any treasures, save a little more, maybe you will have to settle down in another river basin, and you will have to pay the entrance fee!"

“...... Makes sense!"

——

Ancient Holy Land.

The ancient hall stands on the commanding heights.

There is a delicate figure sitting on the huge throne in the ancient hall, she is dressed in a light green dress, which is long and sloping to the ground, her thin waist is restrained by a cloud belt, which seems to be not in her hand, and there is a Qibao coral hairpin in her hair, her face is pretty, and her pair of red phoenix eyes are extremely deep, awe-inspiring.

There were five people standing under her seat, each with a look of respect for the woman in the seat.

"Are the two old things soft?" the seated woman's voice was cold, without the slightest emotion.

"Nope!"

The answer was a middle-aged man, burly, nine feet tall, carrying a huge coffin behind him.

"King Xiangyuan, how are you recovering?"

The woman got up slowly, moved lightly, took a few steps forward, and stared at the man with the coffin below.

"Lord Huitian Demon, his subordinates have recovered six or seven percent, and according to the realm of human beings, they should now be at the peak of the Sendai realm. ”

The ......" woman frowned slightly, as if she was not very satisfied with the man's answer, she then looked at another middle-aged man with an elegant appearance and a smile on his face, and asked, "Has Shengding been found?"

"The subordinates are incompetent, and they haven't been found yet!" the elegant man replied truthfully, "However, there is a person who says that he knows where the Holy Ding is!"

"Oh?"

The elegant man didn't speak, but he stretched out a hand and snapped his fingers, and then a faint transparent soul appeared in front of several people.

I saw this soul body curled up and sluggish.

But when he raised his eyelids and saw the woman standing on the steps, his soul body couldn't help but tremble, and he said in disbelief: "Senior Sister Bailing!"

The woman's Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at the soul body in front of her with great interest, "You know me?!"

"Senior Sister Bailing, I'm Chen Cang! Don't you remember me? At the beginning of Shengjing Xianmen, we had a group called Jiu Yewang! We were in the livestock farm, and there was a sign you wrote at the door! Have you forgotten? Senior Sister Bailing!"

"Oh, it turned out to be Senior Brother Chen Cang! Why did you become like this?"

The woman's expression changed very quickly, and she quickly ran down the steps and came to the soul body that claimed to be Chen Cang.

"Sister, where is this? Who are they, and why are you with them?"

"Oh, this is the Ancient Holy Land! They are the elders of the Ancient Holy Land!"

"Desolate Ancient Holy Land!" Chen Cang looked surprised and incredulous, "How could I be in the Desolate Ancient Holy Land...... I was obviously imprisoned in the Three Elders Peak by Senior Brother Lu Zhao, and then ...... And then...... The Three Elder Peaks suddenly shook, as if something had happened...... Then the Three Elder Peaks were cut in half by a ray ......of light!

Chen Cang held his head and tried to recall, "Later...... A middle-aged man with horns on his head appeared...... He couldn't help but slapped me with his palm...... Then I was plunged into darkness......"

Speaking of this, Chen Cang raised his head and looked at the woman in confusion, "Senior Sister Bailing, I'm ...... Am I dead?"

The woman nodded slowly and said, "You now exist in the world as a divine soul! You say you know where the Holy Ding is?"

"Holy Ding?" At this moment, Chen Cang said curiously: "Isn't there a Holy Ding on the Wangtian Peak of Shengjing Immortal Gate?

"Shengjing Xianmen?!"

The woman hid it well, not showing a trace of hesitation in Chen Cang's eyes, she smiled: "Of course I know, but the elders of the Ancient Holy Land don't believe what I say, and now that someone is helping me testify, it can be regarded as relieving the doubts in their hearts." ”

"Senior Sister Bailing, why are you the only one here? What about the others? Aren't you here to attend the Immortal Alliance Conference?"

When Bai Bailing left, Chen Cang had already been sent to the Three Elders Peak by Lu Zhao, so he didn't know about his departure, and as for the news of the Immortal Alliance Conference, he also learned it from the disciples of the Three Elders Peak when he was imprisoned.

"The Immortal League Conference is over!Master, they live at the bottom of the mountain again!" The woman said casually, and then said with a look of sudden realization: "By the way, I almost forgot one thing!"

"What's the matter?"

"Master asked me to take the elders of the Desolate Ancient Holy Land back to the Immortal Gate first, and she said that the Holy Ding in the Immortal Gate originally belonged to the Desolate Ancient Holy Land!

"Elder is above, please accept the disciple's worship!" Chen Cang turned around and knelt down directly at the five people, kowtowed, and said: "The Ancient Holy Land is famous, the elders must have the means to reach the sky, please save the disciples! Save the disciples! The disciples don't want to die yet...... Even if you let your disciples be cattle and horses, I beg you!"

Although Chen Cang is now in the state of his soul body, there is still a sound when he kowtows.

The elegant middle-aged man glanced at Lord Heavenly Demon.

I saw that the other party nodded after a little thought.