The little white pig covered his face and observed the surrounding environment. He found that he was passively ejected to the bottom of a valley. He turned around and looked at the white stone mandarin duck splashing platform with mountains behind him. He couldn't help but exclaimed again, "What a beautiful and majestic white stone platform with flowing water! So beautiful!" How can a dilapidated pit be worthy of such a majestic Baishi Terrace!"
Just when the little white pig sighed, a familiar figure came towards the little white pig from far and near from the Baishi Mandarin Duck Playing Table. "Dragon poisonous insect?" As soon as the little white pig finished speaking, the dragon-headed centipede, which was trying hard to control its body, knocked the little white pig over. After being knocked over, the little white pig rolled and fell several times, and was about to fall into the Netherworld Lake.
With a hiss, the six-eared monkey demon grabbed the little white pig by its hind legs and pulled the little white pig directly in front of him.
The little white pig was knocked to pieces by the dragon-headed centipede. It was extremely angry. When it was about to explode, it was blocked by the monkey demon. "Brother Bai Wang, don't worry about it anymore. Entering the Netherworld Lake is very important. You must listen to me." Make arrangements, otherwise you two will die without a burial place!"
When the little white pig heard what the six-eared monkey demon said, he retracted his anger and snorted coldly at the dragon-headed little centipede. He spit out a mouthful of saliva and turned to look at the Netherworld Lake in front of him. "Brother Six-Ears, this pit is really the Netherworld Lake." ?”
"Yes, and no, this lake is indeed Netherworld Lake, but it's just the entrance. I haven't been here for many years. I don't know if it's as dangerous as before." The six-eared monkey demon frowned and stared at the dark and cold place in front of him. There was a burst of worry at the entrance to Netherworld Lake.
"Dangerous? What do you mean? Isn't it just a broken lake? What's dangerous about it? Are there high-level monsters inside?" The little white pig was curious when he saw the six-eared monkey demon showing unprecedented worry.
"Brother Bai Wang doesn't know. There are no high-level monsters in this Netherworld Lake. There is only one creature in it. This creature is called the Ancestral Spirit in the Netherworld Lake. It is the ancestor of the water spirits here. Its existence is also in the Netherworld Forest. It is a guess of many creatures. After all, to this day, no creature has seen its true appearance. Only two ultra-high-level monsters have felt its spiritual thoughts. Those two ultra-high-level monsters were affected by the lake. After receiving some kind of gift from the ancestral spirit, he entered the Heshen level, and then left the Netherworld Forest, saying that he wanted to complete the mission entrusted by the ancestral spirit in the center of the lake. Before leaving, he left instructions for all the creatures in the Netherworld Forest, saying that the ancestral spirit in the center of the lake was According to the will of the spirit, the ancestral spirit in the center of the lake claims to enter a ten thousand-year slumber. Only the destined creatures can awaken it. Once awakened, all will have unimaginable gifts. Since then, the existence of the ancestral spirit in the center of the lake has become a legend. After that, countless monsters of all levels came to look for opportunities. However, most of the creatures that set foot in Netherworld Lake disappeared, and the small number of creatures that survived by chance had their memories completely wiped out. Over time, many creatures began to have a negative impression on the ancestral spirits in the lake. Strong doubts arose about the existence and good intentions of the Netherworld Lake, and the Netherworld Lake was also called the Spirit-Eating Lake, and the ancestral spirits in the center of the lake were called the Soul-Eating Water Demon. Until the appearance of Little Hell, the celestial phenomena were abnormal at that time, and Little Hell unexpectedly encountered What chance awakened the sleeping ancestral spirit in the center of the lake? Dozens of monsters got the opportunity to step into the divine level from the gifts of the ancestral spirit in the center of the lake. But for some reason, the little king of hell did not receive any reward from the ancestral spirit in the center of the lake, which is even more strange. What's strange is that the little King of Hell seemed to be very resistant to the reward from the ancestral spirit in the center of the lake. In the end, the old king of hell took action and snatched the little king back from the ancestral spirit in the center of the lake. Since then, all the creatures in the Nether Forest have believed in the ancestral spirit in the center of the lake. Existing, countless monsters of all levels went to the wooden house where the Little King of Hell lived to harass and seduce him in various ways. Unexpectedly, the strength of the Old King of Hell was too terrifying. Even if dozens of god-level monsters joined forces, they were no match for him. Among them, There were also two bird tribe god-level monsters who lost their lives and became the delicacies of the old King of Hell. From then on, no monsters dared to set foot within a hundred feet of the wooden house. After all, if you want to obtain high-level cultivation, saving your life is the prerequisite. "
"Si...Little King of Hell is really not that simple!" The little white pig's eyes lit up after listening to the six-eared monkey demon's eloquent statement, and he once again strengthened his determination to follow A Lang.
