Chapter 240: The idol is neutral in his heart, and his demonic thoughts disappear by himself

Although Chen Jing couldn't be sure what the Dragon King was thinking, he could feel something related to him, this was a feeling in the underworld, which had occasionally happened in the past, but it rarely appeared, but after surviving the tribulation of the gods, his perception of these nothingness became keen.

So, after thinking about it, I made a move.

As soon as you make a shot, you will be full force.

After so long, the Jinghe Divine Monument has recovered the spiritual power consumption in the Penglai War, only to see a piece of water rhyme and brilliance spread out, and the water rhyme is like the light of the sun shining in the water. The illusory broken waves are surging, and the faint sound of rushing water makes the Jinghe Divine Monument reveal endless mystery.

The sound of the rushing river, like the mysterious sound of heaven and earth, raised the spiritual power in the dragon palace in the sea area, and actually made the spiritual power in this unknown palace gather towards the Jinghe Divine Monument, and those colorful mist poured towards the Jinghe Divine Monument layer by layer.

When the Jinghe Divine Monument appeared, the sound of rushing was accompanied by the sound of a light sword, which was like water flowing through the blade of the sword. When Ao Zhen saw the appearance of the Jinghe Divine Monument, he was shocked, but that surprise turned into a loud roar, his head became extremely hideous the moment he opened his mouth, the teeth in the open mouth became sharp and pointed, and the chin, mouth, face, frontal bone and the entire head only turned into a sea Jiao head in that roar.

Then the back of the neck stretched out, becoming a gray snake Jiao's body, the gray and black scales showed a faint cold light, and the eyes were full of devouring light.

The aura in the hall of this roar was surging, and in the eyes of the big red shrimp, a huge sea Jiao suddenly burst out of the colorful mist, and the roar made his whole body weak, and he had no power to resist, because he had no heart to resist.

As soon as this kind of supreme power of the superior to the lower position came out, the big red shrimp felt that he should give up all resistance. And at this moment, a huge hemp white stele appeared above the gray giant Jiao and suppressed it.

The gray Jiao didn't have time, and it didn't seem to dodge. The stele that was suppressed as soon as it appeared was pressed in the middle, and the gray giant Jiao fell to the ground in an instant, and the head and tail coiled the stele in an instant, and the head that rose high bit on the stele of the Jing River. And its tail was tightly wrapped around the monument, as if it was going to strangle the monument.

That Ao Zhen appeared as soon as the prototype was suppressed by the Jinghe Divine Monument, but he was not alone, but a group of people, almost a few moments, a painting-like person appeared in the air, only to see his body suddenly floated, floating blood waves out of thin air, the blood waves were like the void of heaven and earth was stabbed by a butcher in the throat, the blood waves gushed down, and the blood waves were accompanied by a bloody monster, which looked a little like a skinned person.

He rushed down towards Chen Jing along the blood wave, but there was also a sword light slashing towards him, and the sword roared strongly.

He seemed to be extremely jealous of the sword light, and as soon as his body shrank in the blood wave, he merged into the blood wave and never saw it again. The blood wave turned in the void and poured down towards the Jinghe God Monument, instantly dyeing the Jinghe God blood-red.

Blood poured on the Jinghe Divine Monument, stained red. Suddenly, there was an image of a person on the stele, and if you look closely, it looks like a painting has been pasted on the stele of the Jinghe god.

And the other three Ao Zhen's friends each cast spells to attack Chen Jing's body. They are all sea demon spirits, and most of the spells they know are water spells, borrowing water to practice the law, melting in the water silently, if they are careless, I am afraid that they don't even know how to die.

In their eyes, Chen Jing's eyes flashed with a black and white aura, and there was a white light on his body, and that white light looked at them with a hint of inviolability. They don't know that it's the power of faith.

And the silent water spell ripples they emitted were shattered in the sword light, and when they were about to send out a second spell, there was already a faint sword groan in their ears, like a breeze blowing on their faces, and at the same time, a white light that was not dazzling, but extremely chilling, came into their eyes, and at this moment, they suddenly felt that this was the brightest brilliance in the world.

A sense of danger welled up in their hearts, and the talisman spell was born, and a curtain of water immediately floated on them, enveloping them in it. However, they clearly felt that in just an instant, the spiritual power of the water curtain of the talisman had been stabbed dozens of times, and it was stabbed in the same position.

The curtain of water broke in an instant, and they saw a colorful butterfly, and everything was drowned out by the darkness that surged up. They will never be able to see the blood hole on the forehead of their flesh that has been pierced, and at this time, there are broken waves surging on the Jinghe Divine Monument, and the broken waves look like a piece of brilliance, enveloping the gray Jiao that still has not lifted the Jinghe Divine Monument in it, naturally including the demon in the painting.

The image of the person on the Jinghe Divine Monument was about to leave, but at this moment, a butterfly flashed and landed on the Divine Monument, its wings trembling, and the sound of the sword chanting continued. The figure in the monument suddenly seemed to be frightened, but he rushed left and right but could not leave.

The shattered waves surged on the monument, and the brilliance became more and more intense, and finally the gray Jiao that Ao Zhen turned into was completely submerged. Only a roar and a roar rang out.

This hall didn't feel big when Chen Jing came in, but now the Jinghe Divine Monument has manifested, several zhang high, and the gray Jiao is also huge, and the battle between the two actually doesn't feel that this palace is small. The big red shrimp looked up, only to feel that this hall was really good, as if it was a space of its own.

The battle here is so fierce, but there is no notice outside, and it is no wonder that other people don't know, but the dragon king actually didn't appear, which made Chen Jing feel more and more that he must have been transforming, and it must be at a critical time. And then he thought of the little white dragon and felt that he would definitely be in danger.

However, these were just thoughts in his heart, and now all his energy was spent on the Jinghe Divine Monument.

Because the Jinghe Divine Monument has undergone changes that he can't understand, or there is a miracle that he has not understood.

The demon in the painting originally wanted to seize the Jinghe Divine Monument, for him, no matter what magic weapon, as long as it was submerged by his blood waves, he could cut off the connection between the magic weapon and the master in an instant, because of his own speciality, he could directly become a spirit-like existence, and erase the original owner's mind in the magic weapon, and then drive the magic weapon. He saw that he understood the magic of the Jinghe Divine Monument, so he wanted to take this Jinghe Divine Monument over.

It's just that after entering, he only felt that he had arrived at a void space, which was not a physical object at all, and he had no way to start, and he couldn't sense Chen Jing's divine thoughts left in the Jinghe Divine Monument at all. Just when he was still looking for it, he found that the river waves appeared out of thin air to drown him, and thousands of runes faintly appeared in the river waves, which made him feel a trace of danger, and he immediately rushed out of the gap in the sky, but at this time, the gap was blocked by a sword. The sword he saw was naturally a Lost Butterfly.

Chen Jing didn't do anything deliberately, but just carefully felt the changes in the Jinghe Divine Monument.

After a long time, the water charm on the Jinghe Divine Monument disappeared, and what appeared in the eyes of the big red shrimp was a huge stele, Ao Zhen under the stele had turned into a pile of dry bones, and a sea Jiao entangled with the Divine Monument appeared on the stele, hideous and terrifying, and a pair of eyes full of fierce light seemed to rush out of the Divine Monument at any time.

In addition, one side of the stele has turned blood, and a human-like imprint can be faintly seen in the blood.

The big red shrimp was secretly frightened, and said secretly: "The river god actually has such magical powers. ”

After Chen Jing savored it carefully for a while, he put away the Jinghe Divine Monument, only to see a blood-colored light that had already entered the back of the statue's head, and another sword light disappeared in the mouth of the statue in a flash.

"Let's go. Out of the temple. Chen Jing said.

The big red shrimp turned around and left quickly, and after coming out, he felt that this world was real, and he didn't feel the passage of time in the hall just now.

"Let's go, go and save the little white dragon."

"Where is the little white dragon?"

"You just have to move forward."

Just when the big red shrimp shouted happily, he felt an overwhelming coercion, suppressing his words. Before he could figure out what was going on, his body had already risen into the air and was running fast, as if he had stepped into the middle of yin and yang. Everything in front of him seemed to become illusory, through the walls of the palace, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and in his eyes he saw a huge monster, the monster had more than a dozen tentacles, a pair of eyes half-open and half-closed, revealing endless cunning and indifference.