The dragon-headed little centipede looked back and forth between the little white pig and the six-eared monkey demon with a look of disdain. Although he feels contempt, the dragon-headed little centipede knows what absolute darkness means. The little dragon-headed centipede withdrew his gaze from the little white pig and the little dragon-headed centipede, and then fell on the dark water of Netherworld Lake in front of him.
Just when the three demons were extremely anxious, Alang and the ghost king Yuanling were wrapped in dark blue water polo.
"Everything is over. It seems that this little evil beast is not very good. It has no effect on nourishing the spiritual source of our ancestors. Could it be that the information from the Demon Slayer Temple is wrong? No, this little evil beast has obvious characteristics in all aspects. It fits the description of the Demon Slayer Temple! Alas... all my hard work was in vain..." The ancestral spirit in the center of the Netherworld Lake found that its source of spiritual power had not changed at all. She took back the dark blue water ball with a light brow and squinted her eyes to check. The water destroys all living beings.
As the dark blue water ball receded, the squinted eyes of the ancestral spirit in the center of Netherworld Lake widened uncontrollably. The overwhelming shock made the ancestral spirit in the center of the lake freeze on the spot. The ghost king Yuan Ling was seen disappearing, and A Lang was left with his head lowered and his whole body naked, with bursts of red light shining through his flame-like body.
"So... thirsty..." A Lang murmured, then slowly raised his head, and gently opened his closed eyes again.
As A Lang opened his eyes, a pair of extremely strange eyes with two states of water and fire appeared again, and the black and white eyeballs stared closely at the ancestral spirit in the center of the Netherworld Lake. What's even more weird is that in an instant, A Lang's appearance keeps changing, switching back and forth between A Lang himself, Yuan Ling Doudou, and the Ghost King of All Realms.
The ancestral spirit in the center of Netherworld Lake was uncontrollably frightened after seeing A Lang's strange eyes. Inexplicably, he found that he was imprisoned by an inexplicable force. The ancestral spirit in the center of the Netherworld Lake once again roared, "The spirit of water, the water will destroy everyone..."
Before the ancestral spirit in the center of Netherworld Lake could use "Water Annihilates All Living Beings" again, Alang disappeared in front of the ancestral spirit in the center of Netherworld Lake in a flash.
With a puff, the ancestor spirit in the center of Netherworld Lake heard a slight puncture, and then felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness coming from his chest.
When he looked down helplessly, the ancestral spirit in the center of the Netherworld Lake despairedly found a familiar right hand inserted into his illusory and transparent body, and at this moment it was tightly grasping his heart.
"Is he... really... ten thousand..." Before he finished speaking, the entire body of the ancestor spirit in the center of Netherworld Lake quickly collapsed and was annihilated. In the end, only a beating heart was left. Catch the waves in your hands.
With a "bang" sound, A Lang gently grasped it with his right hand, and the only remaining body part of the ancestor spirit in the Netherworld Lake was crushed by A Lang. Feeling that there was still an object in his right hand, Alang's strange eyes slowly stared at his right hand. After gently releasing his right hand, A Lang found a two-inch light blue ball in the palm of his right hand. A Lang unconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked the light blue ball. The light blue ball-shaped object turned into two mingling streams of water and entered A-lang's body after A-lang gently licked it. As the water flowed into his body, Alang felt an extremely familiar and comfortable breath, which spread from his tongue to his whole body.
Alang closed his strange eyes, immersed in the pleasure brought by the water flow, and the spiritual pool in his body entered a violent change. The spiritual pool that had been abnormally dry was now covered with light blue spiritual water. A light blue spiritual lake slowly formed. A Lang's very familiar figure appeared again on the light blue spiritual lake. If A Lang were conscious at this moment, he would definitely be extremely excited, because the body shape is not someone else, but A Lang's original soul - Dou Dou. Dou Dou has restored his original appearance, and no longer has the characteristics of the Ghost King of All Realms. It has completely disappeared.
After experiencing the extremely familiar and comfortable pleasure, Alang opened his strange eyes again, searching in the dark space as if he was caught in some kind of memory. After a glance, the absolutely dark space environment triggered A Lang's deep memories. In the memories, battle scenes appeared inexplicably. The battles in the scenes were extremely fierce, and familiar and unfamiliar figures flashed by like images. As the memory scene appeared, A Lang had a splitting headache. He suddenly covered his head and let out a roar. Then he spurted out a mouthful of red and blue blood, and then fell to the ground.
As A Lang spurted out a mouthful of red and blue blood, the pitch-black Netherworld Lake space was illuminated by the red and blue blood, and the absolute darkness receded rapidly.
After three breaths, the water in Netherworld Lake returned to a trace of clarity. Perhaps because the lake was too deep, the bottom of Netherworld Lake was invisible to the naked eye. The slowly regaining clarity of the lake occasionally shows traces of light blue and blood red, and several beams of sunlight shine through the entrance into the Netherworld Lake.
The previously imprisoned monsters slowly woke up one by one. Their sluggish bodies seemed to be nourished by the lake water, and they quickly recovered visibly to the naked eye.
There was a surge of water, and the monster beasts who regained consciousness were pushed one by one to the entrance of Netherworld Lake. Then they broke out of the water one by one and struggled to climb up the lake shore.
