Looking up again, a tower-like boulder stands behind the waterhole, leading to the top of the cave, about 50 zhang high, connected with several slightly lower stones, and the cave wall is connected, forming a concave and undulating hill.

Another two zhang and half a foot wide waterfall vented down from the top of the boulder, like a silver-white giant horse, impacting into the pool of blood, splashing countless flowers and broken jade, and making a roaring sound like a yellow bell and a big Lu.

There are holes in the mountains, there are mountains in the holes, and there is no trace of any acquired carving.

"Here we are. The snake demon stopped its tail and stopped in front of the pool of blood.

Bihua stared at the dark red pool, leaned down, stretched out her hand, and tried the strange liquid in the pool.

The skin on the back of her hand was drenched, revealing its original complexion, like a handful of white snow soaked in the red pool of water, which was about to melt in the next moment.

Although the smell of blood in this pool of water is very strong, it is not mixed with human blood, nor does it contain a bad atmosphere, Bihua thought about this, and the idea of drawing a sword to eliminate this evil in the world in his mind gradually dissipated.

Only the magic array patterns looming around the waterhole made Bihua feel a trace of ruthless qi.

"That's what you call chance?" Bihua looked up at the structure in the cave.

Tower-like boulders occupy the largest space inside the mountain, and the pools of blood are insignificant compared to it.

There was also a white stalactite pillar next to the blood pool, about the height of the snake demon standing upright.

The surface of the stone pillar is as smooth as ice, forming a circle of spreading lines, and there are some scales scattered on the ground, presumably because the snake demon is wrapped around it in his spare time, so that the surface of the stone pillar is rubbed so smooth.

"Yes, it was supposed to be just a matter of soaking that little white in this pool of water for a while, and it could be successfully transformed into a demon. But I don't know what went wrong, since I brought it back to now, there has been no trace of transformation, so I said at the beginning that it was inconvenient to bring it out to meet you. ”

The snake demon was completely unaware that he had inadvertently escaped, and there he was talking to himself.

"Hey, what about the little thing?" the snake demon looked around the pool of blood, but did not find the white young beast soaked in the pool, and was a little puzzled.

The white beast is so small, without him watching, even if it climbs out, it won't be able to climb far.

Bihua raised her head, looked at the tower-like boulder behind the waterhole, and muttered:

"But where is it?"

The snake demon followed the reverse direction she was pointing at, stretched her neck and looked up, and couldn't help but froze.

I saw that the boulder was about forty zhang high from the waterhole, and a small black and white ball was sandwiched between the black and dark stones, and next to it was the Feiliu Waterfall, which was hidden in it, and it was really not very conspicuous.

It may be that he was impatient with the viscous coldness of the blood in the waterhole, and as soon as the snake demon left, Xiao Rolling couldn't wait to climb out of the waterhole, and intuitively, clumsily climbed up the boulder.

It was round and chubby, like a sesame ball bumping up, and finally climbed a few steps up, and then slid down a little bit, even if it repeated this a few times, it continued to go up without being discouraged.

It may be because of this spirit of "perseverance" that it climbed to such a high position during the time when the snake demon left.

Xiao Bai Zhen has a very good sense of hearing, and in the thunderous sound of water, he can accurately distinguish the subtle movements coming from below, and the little short claws hold at the cracks in the stones, looking back with difficulty.

Its gaze directly bypassed the largest snake demon and fell on Bihua.

I don't know if I smelled the smell of big white on Bihua's body, and there was a brilliance of infinite joy in the little rolling eyes, and it barked at her milkily, and then like a little milk dog that had not yet been weaned, it squeaked and whimpered there.

Bihua was frightened, for fear that it would accidentally fall down.

If it falls into a waterhole, it's fine, but if it hits a boulder, with its small body, it will inevitably fall and get a bruise.

But Bihua has now lost his mana and can't fly with a sword, and the flying spell he has learned has no aura and can't be cast.

Her eyes fell on the snake demon's wings, and she suddenly remembered that this vermilion and blue-scaled snake could fly, otherwise it would not live on the edge of the cliff, so she said:

"Daoyou's flying skills are superb, and it should be easy to take the white young beast next. ”

The snake demon shrank her wings when she saw it, and hurriedly said: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but the veins here are strange, and you can't fly in the belly of the mountain, so you have to go out." ”

Is there such a thing? Bihua said in disbelief: "Does that fellow Daoist know how to go up quickly?"

The snake demon stared at the little rolling figure, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth and said: "Who wants to climb up without a meeting! Lao Tzu has lived here for so many years, and he has never gone up!"

Bihua saw that the snake demon's expression didn't seem to be fake, so she had to give up her thoughts.

The snake demon couldn't count on it, and Bihua observed the surrounding terrain.

The top of the cave is closed, except for the passage when it comes, the stone wall inside the cave is at a vertical angle upward, forming a circle of closed cylinders, there is no way to go, only the tower-shaped boulder has some slope, the surface is undulating, and there is still a place to put your feet down.

She made up her mind and decided to swim through the pool, and then follow the route that Xiao Bai Zhen had climbed, and carry it down.

Seeing the trembling appearance of the little ball hanging on it, Bihua couldn't slow down for a moment, and immediately jumped off the pool of blood.

The blood in the blood pool was cold to the bone, and the surrounding array was cold, and with her physique, she couldn't help but be shivered, and the pity for Xiao Rolling in her heart was deeper.

She had just entered the water, and she couldn't stand the cold, Xiao Rolling was much weaker than her, and after soaking in it for so long, she had to freeze out something, no wonder she wanted to climb to a high place.

She secretly decided that no matter how powerful the snake demon was, she couldn't let Xiao Roll return to his hands, not to mention that the transformation into a demon would stand on the opposite side of the human race, even the hard work in the transformation process, and she was not willing to let Xiao Roll suffer again.

Finally swam to the bottom of the boulder, and when Bihua looked up, Xiao Roll was more than forty feet away from her, almost as high as a building with more than thirty floors.

Moreover, the surface of the tower-like boulder was covered with moss, and it was slippery, but fortunately, the slope was slightly gentle, not as steep as the stone wall in the cave.