The water of the pitch-black yellow spring was bubbling and flowing, but it only took half an hour to flood Jun Qinghan's knees. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Suddenly, Jun Qinghan only felt that the soles of his feet were like a thousand pounds, and his whole body did not move at all.

Boundless demonic energy, eroding the whole body.

"You haven't told me yet, why am I a descendant of the Demon Race?"

Jun Qinghan's eyes were slightly cold, staring at the dead Demon Venerable in front of him, and he said with a blue face, "He Jun Qinghan believes in the Demon Dao, but it doesn't mean that he is willing to become a demon!"

"Why?"

In the abyss, he remembered the angry yellow voice, "Because, your body is the Supreme Demon Python!"

Listening to the buzzing sound, Jun Qinghan's heart chuckled.

"Tens of millions of years ago, the Great War of Immortals and Demons subverted the world, and the two sessions of Immortals and Demons completely collapsed, and the human world turned into a scorched earth, and blood immersed the continent for 10,000 years. After this battle, the Immortal Demon Realm fell, and the Supreme Demon Python is my Demon Dao Remnant!"

Thousands of years ago, I banished the Demon Dao Supreme Demon Python clan in the water of the Yellow Spring, hoping to survive the calamity of the immortals and demons.

It's hateful, the way of heaven is unkind, kill my demon body, suppress my demon clan, and suppress the remaining souls of me and the Immortal Emperor in the bronze Dao hall, and I will never be able to turn over. And...... The way of heaven is to let the water of the Yellow Spring of Hell dry up.

I, the Supreme Demon Python Clan, have been killed and wounded. In your generation, you are the only one in my demon race!

In the pitch-black demon abyss, I remembered the desolate smile of the Dead Demon Venerable, "Hahaha...... The demon clan that has flourished through the ages, and now, there is only one clan, the way of heaven...... You're damned!"

Listening to the pale laughter of the Demon Venerable, Jun Qinghan didn't know what to say, "Demon Clan...... A thousand years ago, how could he have known his identity, and how could he have known that tears like snow were the water of a dried yellow spring?"

"But...... You, but you have left the territory of Huangquan, the last domain of my demon clan", the desolate laughter of the Demon Venerable was filled with infinite hatred:

"You actually gave up the demon path and evolved into the dragon", a fierce voice resounded in the demon abyss, "Although, the dragon clan has been inherited from ancient times and can be compared to my demon clan, but ...... You're a demon!"

"But I didn't know that I was a demon, and besides, after the demon python evolved, wasn't it a dragon?"

"It's a dragon, after the python evolves, of course it's a dragon, it's the most powerful dragon in heaven and earth, but the demon clan Canglong doesn't have a demon heart, it's just food for my demon clan Shura!"

In the abyss, the Demon Venerable smiled hoarsely:

"It's ridiculous, the demon clan rebelled against the world and was besieged to death by Xiaoxiao, but it was inherited by the orphans of the Phoenix clan, and after six reincarnations, it became a human race", the laughter of the demon lord became more and more desolate and sad, "I have only been a human for more than 20 years, but I have a human slaughtering personality, I have been inherited by the Seven Killing Stars, and I have the blood of Xianmen."

Jun Qinghan's eyes widened, and he looked at the Demon Venerable in front of him in horror, and a storm set off in his heart, "But with a drop of essence blood in his heart, he can know so much!"

"I don't know, my body is a demon, and what I'm pursuing is just peerless power!"

In the demon abyss, the water of the yellow spring had already submerged Jun Qinghan's waist and abdomen, looking at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him, the black-robed man said indifferently.

"Ridiculous, my demon clan will never make excuses for my mistakes, the nine ghost demon bones behind your skull are the best witness, without the blood of the demon race, you can surrender to the demon soldiers?"

Jun Qinghan's face was stunned, and he said solemnly, "But, I really don't have any feelings for the demon clan!"

"Hahaha...... There is no emotion, you say you have no emotion", in the abyss, there was a loud laugh, "Without emotion, can you pass through the Three Thousand Nightmare Fire Land? Can you pass through the sea of killing pain? Can you escape from the boundless Bronze Territory?"

Demon Venerable's voice suddenly became fierce, stabbing the void like a sword:

"You have no feelings for the demons, but you have demonic thoughts in your heart, so ...... It's the call of the bloodline!"

Being in the water of the Yellow Spring, Jun Qinghan's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked indifferently, "So, what do you want to do?"

"What should I do?" the pale yellow voice surrounded Jun Qinghan's ears, "You are a descendant of my demon clan, and your mission is to recover my demon clan, do your best for the great cause of my demon clan, and kill this heavenly way for my demon clan."

"I'm the only one left in the demon clan, how can I say that I'm going to recover, and besides, I don't want to be a puppet!"

In the abyss, the water of the Yellow Spring boiled, and the Demon Venerable was furious, "My Lang Demon Clan, even if there is only the last person left, can only die in battle, even if our backbone is the way of heaven, we don't want to bend; This world ...... No one deserves to restrain you, not even me, otherwise you won't be the prince of the demon race!"

Jun Qinghan's face was stunned, and he saluted the dead bones, "Jun Qinghan greets the Demon Venerable!"

"You, are you willing to fight for my demon clan and fight the world!"

In the demon abyss, the question of the Demon Venerable Li Xiaotian sounded.

"I don't have the common people in my heart, and I won't harm the people, Jun Qinghan only wants it, the world is invincible, only my relatives, my clan, anyone who sees it must retreat, as for the world, when I become a peerless powerhouse, the world is naturally mine, why should I be expelled?"

"Hahaha...... Are you willing to lash reincarnation and rebuke the way of heaven?"

In the water of the Yellow Spring, Jun Qinghan's eyes were cold, "Heaven and earth are plates, everything is a chess piece, if you can't jump out of the chessboard, Jun Qinghan would rather die here now, with the Demon Venerable as a companion!"

"Are you willing to destroy the bloodline and condense the ancient killing body?"

"Unwillingly, in order to become a strong man, Jun Qinghan will not hesitate. But Jun Qinghan is the emperor of the dragon clan, and he is deeply favored by the dragon clan, and at the same time, the bloodline of my human race cannot be crushed!"

In the abyss, the waves rolled in an instant, "Is my demon clan ungrateful...... The prince of my demon clan, to this day, you still don't understand what the real demon is!"

In the pitch-black demon abyss, the voice of the Demon Venerable became farther and farther away, "Do you know that only by obtaining the Immortal Demon Inheritance Dao can you get out of this ancient bronze giant hall, and only by understanding the mystery of the Immortal Demon can you leave the desperate abyss of the Kusang Domain!"

When the words fell, the water of the Yellow Spring had already flooded Jun Qinghan's neck.

"Demon Venerable...... Demon Venerable......"

In the demon abyss, Jun Qinghan shouted loudly, but he could no longer hear the echo of the demon venerable, and gradually ...... The water of the yellow spring overflowed Jun Qinghan's head, tearing the whole person into a drowning one.

"The prince of my demon clan, in other days, the rise and fall of my demon clan will be in your hands, whether you can understand the way of the demon is all in your thoughts!"

In the endless demon abyss, a voice like a bell chime continued to reverberate in Jun Qinghan's ears.

The water of the Yellow Spring tumbled, setting off layers of huge waves, whirlpools and swirling, like a fierce beast opening its scarlet bloody mouth, and anyone who fell down could not escape death.

At the bottom of the demon abyss, Jun Qing raised his eyebrows, and immediately sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and let the water of the yellow spring wash his body.

The moment Jun Qinghan sat down, the entire endless demon abyss was filled with the water of the Yellow Spring, and the infinite demonic qi came out of the sky, like an angry ocean, which shocked the ancient bronze giant hall again, and the entire Qinglian Continent fell into a storm.

The ancient immortal and demon inheritance, the mysterious withered domain, is full of unknown terror and power.

In the dry mulberry city, the Eight Banners wandered outside the city gate, and the old men who were about to die looked at the ancient vicissitudes of the city gate, their dry palms clenched tightly into fists, and the sweat of their palms.

They're clan names!

However, the breath of death in the dry mulberry city frightened them, as if there were ancient beasts crawling inside, opening their fierce mouths, waiting for everyone to step in.

Moreover, outside the city gate, there are no footprints to walk outside the city.

The horror of the unknown makes the Eight Banners fearful.

"Sonorous ......"

Just when the Eight Banners were not moving, the gate of Kusang City suddenly opened, making a grinding sound, and the endless desolate breath radiated from the city, which made the Eight Banners Famous Mansion startled.

In front of the moat, a figure like an iron tower suddenly appeared. Wild and flying hair, eyes like lightning, holding a wooden spear in his hand, coiled and vigorous, behind him is a linen cloak.

The middle-aged eyes were like electricity, and he coldly swept over the Eight Banners, a trace of contempt swept over the corners of his mouth, and his thin lips spit lightly:

"Get out!"