Under the Qingjiang River, Jiang Wang stepped into a deep cave.

This is where the flow of water stops.

There is no light source in the cave, and when you look back at the outside of the cave, the water seems to be dyed with iron, giving people a particularly heavy feeling.

"What kind of place is this?" Jiang Wang asked in the Tongtian Palace.

Jiang Wei's voice was faint: "Qingjiang Water Mansion has a long history, I only know that this is the secret place of Qingjiang Water Mansion, which is enough to isolate the breath and let us escape this catastrophe." But there are no more details in the fragment of the knowledge of the White Bone Venerable, it may be missing, and it may take some clues to connect me. ”

"That's it. ”

Jiang Wang didn't show any suspicion and walked through the dark cave.

His extraordinary cultivation allowed him to still have a clear vision in such an environment, with strangely shaped turbules in the cave, and monster-like fangs and claws.

There are many marks on the walls of the cave on both sides, as if they have been torn by something.

The underwater cavern is constantly descending, going farther and deeper as the passage extends.

I always feel like the mouth of a huge monster, and I am obediently walking into the monster's belly, actively moving towards death.

The cave was narrow at first, then gradually expanded. Walking into the depths, it suddenly opens up.

It is a huge round cave, unconventional, with a neat symmetrical beauty.

However, this open cave must not make people feel relaxed.

On the contrary, there is only an incomparably heavy repression.

Because when he stepped into this cave, Jiang Wang had already seen that there was a row of upside-down sarcophagi in front of him, hanging on the stone wall of the cave.

The sarcophagus was black, and the coffin was carved with strange blood-colored lines, which was the only bright color in this huge dark cavern. However, the blood patterns are complex and strange, as if they can suck people's eyes into it, and then pull the soul and entangle it.

Therefore, Jiang Wang was determined, calmed his mind, and saw the figure lying in the sarcophagus.

Only then did he realize that the sarcophagus was unlided, and he had ignored it before.

The blood streaks were so strange that he refused to look at them more, and tried to focus his gaze on the inside of the sarcophagus—the senses weren't much better—what a strange thing it was?

There are a pair of thick cow hooves, a pair of dry and thin chicken feet, the belly is high and bulging, as if there is life in the middle, and the navel is constantly bubbling with blood. The head is a human head, but it is erratic and illusory in nature.

The thing had its eyes closed, motionless, as if it was bound in a sarcophagus by some force.

Jiang Wang's gaze skimmed over this thing, and when he looked around, he saw that in the entire huge dark cave, there was a sarcophagus hanging at every other location.

In each sarcophagus, there are different deformed monsters, and the only thing in common is that they all have an illusory head in the shape of a human.

There are a total of one hundred and eight sarcophagi hanging on the stone wall of the cave, as if according to some mysterious formation.

"These ...... What is it?" Jiang Wang asked in his heart.

He felt strange, strange, and a hint of fear that came from nowhere. I have also fought evil spirits, seen fierce spirits, and killed fierce beasts, although these monsters in front of me are hideous, but they should not bring fear.

"Yin Demon. Jiang Wei's voice said, "These things are yin demons. The most common, the lowest kind of demons. ”

"Aren't the demons all in the border wilderness? Jing and Muguo suppressed it with a large army," Jiang Wang couldn't hide ......his surprise: "How can there be demons under the Qingjiang River?"

"I remember...... Jiang Xiao's voice didn't know why, and it was a little heavy: "This place should have been a demon cave before." In ancient times, when the demon tide swept the world, this was one of the demon caves. It's just that a demon cave like the bottom of the Qingjiang River should have been sealed a long time ago, and there will be no new demons. These magic ...... Maybe it has something to do with Song Hengjiang!"

"You mean...... Is it Qingjiang Shuijun Song Hengjiang who is raising these demons?" Jiang Wang was very dignified.

"Can there be any other explanation? This is Qingjiang, even if it is Du Ruhui, the minister of Zhuang Guoguo, it is impossible to hide this from Song Hengjiang. ”

This is earth-shattering news, the demon is the enemy of the human race, and it is the enemy of life and death who has no room for turn. In ancient times, a demon tide almost wiped out. Although several great eras have passed, and the news of demons has gradually appeared only in the border wilderness, the fear they once brought has never been forgotten by the human race.

To this day, people use the word magic to describe the existence of horror.

And Song Hengjiang, the water monarch of the Qinghe River, actually raised demons under the water of the Qingjiang River!

Once this news spread, Qinghe Shuifu was instantly the enemy of the world.

Jiang Wang's first reaction was to hold his breath, remain motionless, and restrain his breath. Even if he was wearing hidden clothes, even if he was blessed by Yin Guan's means, even if there was no one here now, it still couldn't bring him a sense of security.

In such a critical place, Song Hengjiang would never let down his vigilance. Once discovered, it will be the end of being wiped out in an instant.

It's really just out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den.

Of course, Du Ruhui is terrible, but Song Hengjiang, the lord of the eight hundred miles of Qingjiang, must also be gentle!

After doing his best to conceal his deeds, Jiang Wang had time to think a second way—as the lord of the 800-mile Qingjiang River, why did Song Hengjiang raise demons under the Qingjiang River? What benefits did this have for him?

After all, these Yin Demons are the lowest level of demons, and no matter how powerful they are, they are limited. And once exposed, it will be a catastrophe in an instant. Even if Song Hengjiang himself cultivates extraordinarily, he will definitely not be able to protect himself.

Regardless of Jing or Qin, they wouldn't mind coming over to eliminate the Demon Guardian Dao. Even Zhuang Gaoxian "cleaned up the portal" as soon as possible!

What are the benefits of such a high level of risk?

"Why did Song Hengjiang raise these Yin Demons?" Jiang Wang asked in his heart.

Jiang Wei was silent for a long time.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Jiang Wang heard his voice a little difficult.

What does he know?

"Look inside. Jiang Wei said.

The whole huge circular cavern, on the left and right sides, has a hole opening, and I don't know where it leads.

Each cave is between two sarcophagi.

Jiang Wang looked at it for a while and asked, "Where to go?"

"To the left. Jiang Wei said.

Jiang Wang didn't know what the basis of his judgment was, but after all, for unknown things, Jiang Wei had richer experience and broader knowledge, after all, he was contaminated with the memory fragments of the White Bone Venerable God.

So go to the left.

The closer you go, the more clearly you can see the hideous and disgusting details of the yin demon in the sarcophagus, coupled with the lingering faint stench, which is simply disgusting.

Jiang Wangqiang resisted the urge to draw his sword and smash these Yin Demons, and walked slowly inside.

Although it was Jiang Xiao's suggestion, he still had to be vigilant enough.

Behind the huge cave where one hundred and eight Yin Demons are hidden, where will it connect?

Just walked to the hole on the left......

"Don't move!" Jiang Wei suddenly issued a warning in the Tongtian Palace.

Jiang Wang turned sideways, fixed in the middle of the two sarcophagi, and remained motionless against the stone wall.

His neighbor on the left has the body of a goat and the wings of a fly. The neighbor on the right, under the illusory skull is a half-coiled snake body.

He was sandwiched between two ugly Yin Demons, sandwiched between two strange blood-patterned sarcophagi.

And then I saw—

In the direction of the entrance of the Demon Cave, the undercurrent stops.

A rickety figure dressed in a gorgeous crown robe walked in slowly.

The real master of these eight hundred miles of Qingjiang, Song Hengjiang!