Chapter 42: The Demon (Collect, Subscribe)

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"Hahaha......" Gu Jiyang raised his head and laughed three times, and then swept his gaze towards Qin Hong with disdain, "There is a sentence that is true, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of mice burrow in the ground, the blood of our royal family is so noble, in fact, you wild dogs and grass people can understand! Needless to say, just take care of your sister!"

Saying that, Gu Jiyang turned around and turned his back to Qin Hong.

Qin Hong took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

There is no need to go toe-to-toe with the Guxia Dynasty now, sooner or later Qin Hong will prove that any Guxia Dynasty and any royal bloodline are all just jokes.

"Hmph, what kind of person, I really think he's amazing!" Bai Jingxiang snorted disdainfully, looked at Qin Hong and said, "Senior Sister Qin Yue is doing lately?"

"It's okay, most of the time is spent on cultivation. Qin Hong said.

"Senior Sister Qin Yue, that's the fairy of our Yan Dao Holy Sect, I don't know how many disciples of the Yan Dao Holy Sect admired her back then, what bullshit Gu Xia royal family, I think it's a group of narcissists!" Wei Wuya said.

"Qin Hong, I'm optimistic about you. I believe that sooner or later, you will reach the pinnacle of the Xuanwu Continent. As long as you become a Xuanshen powerhouse, it will not be a problem to establish an imperial dynasty at all!" Zhuge Zhan said.

"Huh...... The establishment of a dynasty does not mean anything. As long as Brother Qin Hong becomes a Xuan God, he will naturally be the highest-level figure in this world. In the face of absolute strength, everything is fragile and vulnerable, just imagine, if Brother Qin Hong you are now a Xuan God, then the people of the Ancient Xia Dynasty will still think that your sister's bloodline is not good?" Jiang Tai'a smiled disdainfully.

"That's right, if I were a mystical god. I'm afraid that the four ancient dynasties all want to have a relationship with me, and my sister doesn't know how many people want to rush to get the heart!" Qin Hong's heart suddenly burned with a desire to fight.

"I have to keep fighting, keep growing, today I have been seriously traumatized, but what is this? These can't break me! These traumas, these tribulations, just like all the ups and downs I have experienced since I was a child, will all be transformed into my motivation to move forward, and everything will always remind me that my road is ahead, and I will not be afraid of any difficulties!" In Qin Hong's eyes, a fierce fighting spirit burned again, and a confident aura emanated.

"Noon is coming, and the door to the Demon Altar is about to open!"

At this moment, someone suddenly muttered.

Because the yin energy in the demon altar is deep, if you want to open the demon altar, the most relaxing time is at noon every day, and this is the time of the day when the yang energy is at its peak.

Zuo Qingmei took out a talisman seal from her body, this talisman seal, yellow paper and red seal, there was a mysterious aura emanating from it.

"The door to the Demon Altar is about to open!"

Many people's hearts began to stir, in the demon altar, there were not only countless magic medicines, but also countless materials for refining Xuan Bing, of course, it was also extremely dangerous, and there was a great reward for how much risk there was.

"Everybody, stand back!"

Zuo Qingmei, who had a cold face, glanced back at everyone, and her sharp eyes made everyone who was still whispering quiet.

Zuo Qingmei turned around slowly, the expression on her face became dignified and solemn, only to see her hands waving, the talisman seal in her hand continued to float out of ancient runes, and some ancient characters were suspended, lingering around the rune paper, swimming back and forth like tadpoles......

"Hurry!"

Zuo Qingmei snorted lightly, and then the fingers of her right hand shot out, only to see that the talisman instantly flew out like a streamer, shooting towards the door of the entrance of the demon altar.

The door of the Demon Altar is dozens of feet high, made of pure black rock, and it is covered with traces of the vicissitudes of time.

When the talisman shot at the gate, the gate that had been standing still suddenly shook violently.

"Boom ......"

The gate was against the mountain, and the original mountain trembled through the gate, and suddenly the mountain trembled, as if it was about to collapse.

Everyone felt the ground shake beneath their feet, as if it was about to crack.

Suddenly, above the gate, a black light appeared, and then a crack opened in the middle, and as soon as this gap appeared, a terrifying aura seeped out from it.

"Hahaha......"

"Hahaha......"

A majestic but mysterious laugh suddenly came from inside the demon altar, and everyone was horrified, not knowing where the laughter came from or who it was.

The huge stone door split in two and slowly opened in the middle.

Everyone looked inside and outside, but they saw that it was extremely dark inside, and they couldn't see their fingers.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a gust of yin wind blew out from inside, and I saw a black mist sandwiched in the yin wind, and as soon as it flew out, the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly dropped a lot.

"Evil obstacles!" Zuo Qingmei let out a low snort, stretched out one hand, and slashed in the air, a golden mark manifested in the void, and with Zuo Qingmei's push, the golden mark flew out, just imprinted on the black mist.

"Squeak ......"

There was a sound like a rat crying in the black mist, and a moment later, the whole black mist turned into a cloud of soot and drifted into the air.

"That's the demon! the thing that Zuo Qingmei killed just now!"

Zhuge Zhan whispered beside Qin Hong.

"Demon?" Qin Hong was slightly shocked in his heart, he could feel that the demon just now was definitely not growing, even so, but that demon was not to be underestimated, Zuo Qingmei was able to easily kill it, it was because Zuo Qingmei was strong herself, and what kind of unique handprint she possessed, it should be the method to restrain the demon.

"Bai Jingxiang, Wei Wuya, and Ram Yu, the three of you wait and follow me, let the rest of the Yan Dao Holy Sect wait outside, don't go in!" Qin Hong could feel that there was definitely a lot of danger in this demon altar.

"Okay!" Bai Jingxiang nodded, and immediately ordered the other disciples of the Yan Dao Holy Sect not to follow, this time when he came to Panshen Island, Zhen Yu, the strongest person of the Yan Dao Holy Sect, had been in retreat and did not come, Bai Jingxiang volunteered and came to the adventure with Wei Wuya and Ram Yu.

"If you don't have the realm of Xuanwang, it's better not to come in!"

After Zuo Qingmei finished speaking indifferently, she was the first to walk in.

As soon as she entered the gate, she disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Subsequently, Xing Ge and other disciples of Pan Shenxue Palace rushed in one after another.

Originally, many local monks wanted to enter it to see what was going on and try their luck, but when they heard Zuo Qingmei say this, they all immediately retreated, and only a few cultivators who were not in the realm of King Xuan still rushed in.