Her eyes swept into the hall, and the stone statue of the Demon Ancestor in the center escaped into her eyes. The stone statue's eyes narrowed slightly, and danger suddenly appeared, and its expression was no different from the ferocity of the little monster when it attacked the enemy. The spread out bat wings are stretched out and powerful, as if they are about to overturn the sea of clouds. The cat's body is bigger than the giant elephant, Wu Hong is domineering, and his claws are raised and the sword is pointed straight ahead, and thousands of demons are still killed bravely. There is an extra beast tail at the tail that the little monster does not have, and the beast tail has a bulging tendon, as if the magma flow is inside.

Under the stone statue of the Demon Ancestor, a small demonic beast lying with its back to the door, motionless, as if it had fallen into a long sleep. The two ends of the altar hall were empty, clean and bright, and completely different from the dilapidated outside the hall.

The vermilion wooden threshold stopped in front of the door, as bright as new, completely cutting off the cleanliness of the hall from the dead silence outside the hall. In the silence of the ashes, there is a faint magic sound in the hall, and those who are not awakened cannot hear it.

In the hall where visions are frequent, Shen Moli still intends to step into the threshold. Including the little monsters, no matter how strange it is, she needs to try it. Besides, it was okay for Shen Xiao and other beginner-level first-tier heavens whose souls had not yet awakened to enter the temple, so she was cautious and estimated that she should be safe.

The cold voice of the little monster suddenly came: "Stop! Terran girl, quickly hide behind the Terran stone statue in front of the hall. ”

The little monster that didn't move was lying on its side, as if it had never woken up while talking.

Shen Moli looked at the little demonic beast that fell to the ground and fainted, his red lips opened slightly, and he was finally silent. Turning around and walking to the stone statue, she looked at the pillar under the stone statue that was close to her, and she didn't know what the little monster meant. The stone pillar is no more than two or three feet small, no matter how shrunken she is, no matter how well she hides, it is very easy to be discovered.

Looking around, Shen Moli pondered other places to hide.

"Just lean against that pillar. The little demonic beast's cold voice came again.

Shen Moli glanced at the little demonic beast who was still lying on the ground, and he didn't know the intention of doing this, so he still did as the little demonic beast said.

The back is lightly attached to the stone pillar, and the feeling of clarity of the ocean swept at the moment when the back of the neck was against the stone. The waves were tied to Shen Moli's waist and pulled hard, pulling Shen Moli into the stone pillar.

The little demonic beast's Xuanhuang eyes suddenly opened when Shen Moli was swept into the stone pillar, and the bat's wings flew into the other demonic beast stone pillar. After a shock, the stone pillar returned to silence.

The swirling waves dragged Shen Moli to the depths of the waves. Surrounded by the blue of the sea, the slight waves touched her limbs, but not a drop of her green clothes were soaked.

The salty sea water stubbornly jumped into her tongue, and the bitter and salty taste also carried the bitterness of a faint memory. Shen Moli savored the taste, trying to grasp the vague memory that flashed by in a flash, but no matter how he grasped it, he didn't get half a minute into his mind.

Who is this? Why is the memory so sour? How can the bitter and bitter taste be mixed into the vast sea? A little bit of sea water diluted in Shen Moli's mouth, but it deepened the question in her heart. Looking at the bottom of the sea with a glimmer of light, Shen Moli was sure that this time she must have let the little monster trap again, but the danger or chance in the trap was unknown.

"Mo Li. The familiar voice jumped into her ears, and Shen Moli looked at it, not far from the bottom of the sea, the little demonic beast was calling her, flapping its bat's wings and black wings to approach her. The rippling sea water does not block the pressure on its thin and tearable bat wings. The black cat's body is insignificant in the waves of the Miao Miao, and it is impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake in the clear waves.

"Who are you?" asked Shen Moli.

"Mo Li, this beast has known you, don't you know me?" the little monster asked with a suspicious look at the bottom of his eyes.

"Seeing flowers in the fog is ultimately false, there are too many phantoms in the world, how can I know your truth or falsehood? What's more, you deceived me into this strange place, and I haven't settled this account with you yet. Shen Moli said word by word.

"True or false, you and I are companions for more than a month, you really can't see it?" the little demonic beast asked tentatively, and then sighed happily: "All the spirits in the source sea are withered, and who can make the illusion sacrifice into a virtual shadow?"

"Yuan Hai?" Shen Moli looked at the little demonic beast with a slight suspicion.

The legend of the source sea has been passed down orally from generation to generation among the five ethnic groups. At the beginning of Pangu, the Sea Emperor was merciful to the world and made water into six seas.

After the sea was built, the Sea Emperor regarded the characteristics of the five tribes, and gave the five seas to the five tribes respectively, leaving the poorest source sea to live in it.

At first, there were no fish and shellfish in the source sea, and no algae remained. The Sea Emperor Festival nourishes the source sea with its soul and gradually integrates itself into the sea. Over time, the source sea became more and more abundant, and gradually became an existence that surpassed the other five seas. One side is strong and the other side is red-eyed, and since ancient times, many capable people have been envied, and the prosperity of the source sea has gradually attracted the covetousness of the five tribes in other seas.

At the beginning of the ocean, the five clans were still afraid of the sea emperor's vast ocean divine power, but gradually the number of greedy people of the five clans who tried to challenge the sea emperor increased day by day. The provocations of the previous waves rolling and the back waves often end in the fiasco of the greedy, but they cannot stop more unfrustrated contention.

In later generations, for some reason, the Sea Emperor finally melted into the sea and disappeared, and the competition for the source sea also ended with the strong return of the Demon Ancestor.

Although the other clans want to fight for the source sea again, they are only poor in the world, and the source sea has long been hidden with the fall of the demon ancestor. After thousands of years of fruitless searching, the world gradually faded out of the category of greed.

Shen Moli looked at it from afar, and the wisps of sunlight in the blue water of the sea were far away, and if there was a figure floating in the sparkling waves, it would be ethereal and near.

She looked at the little monster and said, "The sea is deep and swallows all things, how can you be sure that no one can use illusions in it?" You say that you are a monster, but do you remember the promise you made to me on the cliff that day?"

"This beast is born on the cliff, and I am not familiar with you, so how can I make a promise with you?" the little monster wrinkled his nose and said unhappily.

"Why are you so hard to beat me so enthusiastically?" asked Shen Moli again.

"It's not that you're the only one on the cliff, and this beast won't find you as a lowly human contract. Said nonchalantly, the little monster glanced at Shen Moli and secretly probed her changes.

The inexplicable sour eyes flashed in an instant, and Shen Moli stared at the little demonic beast in front of him with suspicions.

The demonic qi hidden in the heart didn't know what Shen Moli was thinking, and he was so anxious in his body that he was alone. On weekdays, it hates the appearance of little monsters, for fear that it will be swallowed back by monsters. But now, it is extremely eager for the little monster to appear soon and break the game.

No matter how similar the person in front of him was, he couldn't hide his sense of the master's sharp induction. It's just that this source sea is weird, suppressing it, it can't run the demonic qi to sacrifice its magic power, and it can't get out of the heart to connect with Shen Mo Li Xiucheng. Faintly, there is also a hypnotic strange power, which is pressing it to squeeze into pills and empty into dust.

It tried its best to swell its already small slap-like body, but under the strong pressure of the invisible ocean, it fell at the beginning and was gradually crushed.

Shen Moli had already been aware of the shrinking demonic energy in his heart. In addition to the demonic energy, the inheritance power in her manifest spirit also fades and dissolves sleep. All the available external power around him fell asleep quietly under the brushing of the source sea, and he sank into the movement.

In the dead and soulless source sea, she and the little monster seem to be the only ones in the wide flat current. And the little monster, the unspeakably strange things are endless. She wanted to find out what was wrong with it, but she couldn't find it out for a while, and the only thing she could be sure of was that the beast in front of her was definitely not a little monster.

"Isn't it fun to imitate this beast? If you like this kind of play, come a few more, and this beast will accompany the Lord of the Source Sea to play to the end. The sound passed by the waves, familiar fell into Shen Moli's ears. The little demonic beast with the eyes of the Xuanhuang beast spread its batwing and flew behind the "little demonic beast" who was talking to Shen Moli earlier.

"Don't dare, Lord Warcraft is swimming in the sea of origin, how dare I disturb the elegance of the adult. After the source sea converts to the demon clan, the adults should be called the lord of the source sea. "The figure of the imitation of the little monster turned into a fish in the speech.