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In the depths of the bottom of the lake, there is no light, the eyes are all pitch black, and the five fingers can not be seen, but fortunately, Ling Sheng is a cultivator, and his eyesight is very good.

The more you descend to the bottom of the lake, the more powerful the spirits you encounter. Most of these spirits were not attached to the Giant Crab's rampage, nor had they followed the rampage to make waves, so they had never seen Ling Sheng before, and they didn't know how powerful they were, so they pounced on Ling Sheng.

His fate was naturally all due to the sword qi.

According to what the shrimp essence said, the black monkey relayed that this big lake is very vast, a relatively small sea area, even this shrimp essence has not been able to swim all over the lake, but I have heard it roughly, there are thousands of spirits in this lake, there are a total of eighteen big demons, and it is said that there has been a demon king in the Xuan realm. Later, somehow, this demon king disappeared for no reason, probably captured by some scattered immortals, so there were only eighteen demons in the lake.

The eighteen demons divide one side of the waters, each with hundreds of subordinates, unrelated to each other, although there are some discords, but there are very few death-to-death fights.

Ling Sheng rose from a humble place, and his cultivation only relied on himself, not those inner disciples of the Immortal Sect who had been cultivated since childhood, so he knew that it was not easy to practice, and when he heard that there were eighteen demons and tens of thousands of spirits in the lake, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Needless to say, the big demon is actually Yun Gang's generation. And the demon spirits are all characters who know how to breathe and breathe, or the flow of hearts, or the birth of true qi, among them, there is also the cultivation of imperial qi.

Among the inner disciples of the Immortal Sect, there are quite a few who can step into the realm of imperial qi, but the outer disciples may not be able to achieve it after decades of cultivation. The disciples of the Immortal Sect are still like this, and the rest of the sects are not to mention. Those second- and third-rate sects, as long as there is a royal qi disciple in the sect, it is almost regarded as the foundation of the sect, and it will be inherited in the future, and it will not hesitate to devote all its efforts to cultivation.

The disciples of the sect are still a little better, those scattered cultivators who have to learn Tuna, and think hard about Taoism, have no teacher, and have no teaching, and they all rely on themselves, and every step seems to be difficult to ascend to the sky.

It is not easy to practice, but here in the big lake, there are tens of thousands of spirits, eighteen demons, and even a demon king who does not know whether there is a demon, which is really amazing.

It's just that after sighing, Ling Sheng was also slightly relieved.

The demon race is more prosperous than the human race, especially the water race. Mo said that there was a spirit of cultivation, that is, an ordinary fish, there are hundreds of thousands of fish eggs in its belly, a litter, although there are premature deaths, but there are a lot of survivors, after the weak and the strong, there should be thousands of fish grow up smoothly. This cycle repeats, the number of water tribe demons is innumerable, even if tens of millions of people can have a comprehension of the mystery and become a spirit, but under such a large number, there are tens of thousands of spirits, which is not uncommon.

What's more, the big lake here is in the mountains of southern Xinjiang, inaccessible, no one hunts, reproduces on its own, and is bound by big demons, so it is understandable that the number of water races has skyrocketed.

"A big lake is still like this, I don't know how many spirits and demons are in the sea area, the demon monarch and emperor?"

Ling Sheng said to himself: "Actually, although it is not easy to cultivate, but the number of human races is also quite large, the middle earth is prosperous, the vast southern frontier, the western pure land, as well as the East China Sea Immortal Mountain, the Arctic land, there are human races to thrive, in terms of their number, although it is not comparable to the water race, it can be called countless. Moreover, our human race also knows how to pass on the exercises, so there are endless generations of cultivators. ”

Thinking like this, the big red shrimp under Ling Sheng's seat gradually couldn't hold on, and the carapace gradually loosened. Ling Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then felt that the water around him was gradually approaching his body, and when he looked down, he saw that the clouds were dim.

As it fell, the pressure of the water became heavier, making this shrimp essence, which was not well cultivated and only lived in the upper lake, could no longer bear it. And the cloud beads around Ling Sheng's body instinctively isolated the flow of water three feet outside his body, but as they descended to the bottom of the lake, they gradually shrank inward, and they had already shrunk from three feet to one foot.

Looking at the rippling water a foot away, Ling Sheng frowned for a long time, and said in his heart: "With this prawn, I don't know how deep it falls, but this big lake is too deep, and I can't see the bottom of the lake yet." If it goes down like this, it must go down hundreds of zhang, and the prawn under the seat will be crushed by the water first, and I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on. ”

Suddenly, a big fish slammed into it, its body shape was like a door panel, and it opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and it was about to swallow Ling Sheng and the prawn under him into its belly.

Ling Sheng was about to use his sword qi to kill him, but with a slight movement in his mind, he abandoned the prawn, jumped on the back of the fish essence, pressed the fish essence's head, and made it descend to the bottom of the lake.

The prawn survived the catastrophe, but was oppressed by the current, the carapace could not help loosening, and the flesh was almost scattered.

The shrimp spirit had seen Ling Sheng kill dozens of spirits in one fell swoop, killing the big demon, so when he saw Ling Sheng, he never had the intention of resisting, and he was extremely obedient. And this fish essence is different, firstly, its cultivation is slightly deeper than that of shrimp essence, and secondly, it has never seen how powerful Ling Sheng is, and his heart is extremely angry, and he wants to swallow this guy on his back with his mouth open, so he can't help shaking it and wants to shake Ling Sheng away.

Ling Sheng sat on the back of the fish, held down the head of the fish, and with a clamp between his legs, he crushed the fish essence to death. However, this fish spirit was a carp-like spirit, and the fins on its back were erected, almost piercing Ling Sheng's lower body and the back of his thighs, but fortunately Ling Sheng left early, otherwise he would have been seriously injured.

Although he was not injured by the fins, Ling Sheng's clothes and pants under his crotch were torn apart, and the scene was fully visible, although no one saw it, it also made Ling Sheng's face full of anger, and he shouted in a low voice: "Since you don't know whether you live or die, I will slaughter your fish essence." ”

The fish spirit thought of the shrimp essence, although the cultivation was not as good as himself, but it was extremely docile by the person in front of him, and even the depth of the bottom of the lake where the pressure of the water was enough to crush the shrimp essence was willing to dive, could it be that this person was really so powerful? At this time, it seemed to know that it was powerful, and it was shocked when it heard the words, so it went down.

"You want to run?"

Ling Sheng took a deep breath and chased after him.

One chases and one runs.

In a short time, the water flow outside the body was already approaching the body, almost covering Ling Sheng's body, becoming a thin layer of protection. The Cloud Bead was dimmed by the heavy pressure of the water, and cracks were almost bursting out on it, if it dived down again, it was afraid that it would be destroyed, leaving Ling Sheng without his protective belongings and crushed by the current. Although with his strong body, Ling Sheng would not be crushed to death by the current, but he must not be happy.

Ling Sheng sighed and was about to return.

Suddenly, a cloud of blood mist erupted underneath, although it was the bottom of the dark and dull lake, Ling Sheng could see clearly with his sharp gaze.