Bang, bang, bang.
The silver-white chains were like slender white snakes one after another, winding and criss-crossing above the cold pool. There were many chains swimming in the crystal-clear pool.
And at the end of these chains is a figure like a hill.
The whole body is as black as ink, with a single horn on its head, which is as white as snow. Its four hooves are long and slender, and its feet are like white clouds. The long tail hanging behind it is strong and big, like a cattail leaf fan.
It has a deer body with horns and a long tail like a dragon.
This is the appearance of the ancient mythical beast Qilin.
What was bound by silver chains in front of him and lying in the cold pool was undoubtedly a monster with Qilin bloodline.
Just when Jiang Yanzhi's figure appeared on the cold pool, the mountain-like monster slowly opened its eyes, and a ray of divine light suddenly leaked out. The overwhelming pressure had not yet appeared, and the surrounding silver chains There was a crashing sound, and blood-red demonic runes flowed out, suppressing all the pressure of this demonic beast.
At the same time, the silver-white chains suddenly converged, easily breaking several pieces of the monster's scales into pieces, and a lot of bright red blood seeped out, slowly immersing into the cold pool underneath.
Jiang Yanzhi appeared directly in front of the monster and directly above the cold pool.
The seemingly crystal clear pool under your feet is actually a cold pool ice prison built with special means. The temperature of this pool is enough to freeze a person into a snow sculpture in an instant.
The monster in front of me is named Xuan Shui Mo Qilin. It is a monster left over from ancient times. It also has the bloodline of the divine beast Qilin and is born with the ability to control water.
It is the descendant of such a divine beast who has been trapped in this cold pool for a long time. The flesh and bones of his body will be eroded by the cold air all the time, like gangrene attached to the bone. Every time he moves, it is like a knife cutting an axe.
It can really be regarded as a kind of torture.
According to the information collected by Jiang Yanzhi and others, this Xuanshui Mo Qilin has been imprisoned here for more than six hundred years.
"Are you a human?"
Xuan Shui Mo Qilin spoke slowly, and his voice echoed like thunder in the cold pool prison. Those eyes that were still bright after being trapped for hundreds of years were staring at Jiang Yanzhi firmly.
Jiang Yanzhi was a little surprised, but he smiled knowingly, "Senior has good eyesight."
Unlike humans or demons, monsters are not judged by their eyes and magic power, but mostly by their sense of smell.
But being able to see through Jiang Yanzhi's disguise at a glance, it was obvious that the Xuan Shui Mo Qilin in front of him was indeed quite capable.
However, if you don't have the ability, you won't be imprisoned by the demons for many years without killing them.
"The flower branch in your hand is indeed a good treasure," Xuan Shui Mo Qilin was quite satisfied with Jiang Yanzhi's calmness. Even though his body was covered with scars and tied up with silver chains, he still raised his head proudly and fixed his gaze on Jiang Yanzhi's hand. "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Young Master?
Jiang Yanzhi's eyebrows moved slightly. This was the second person he met today who claimed to be his father.
What’s interesting is that one is a demon and the other is a demon.
Monsters generally have a long lifespan, and this is especially true for Xuanshui Mo Qilin who has the blood of divine beasts. Six hundred years, for the human race, is the lifespan of nearly two golden elixir monks, but for the monsters, it is just a long time.
It seems that the Xuanshui Mo Qilin was not very old when he was first captured.
"This Fumo City has been at peace for too long. I wonder if Senior will ever see the light of day again."
Hearing this, Xuan Shui Mo Qilin snorted coldly, looked at Jiang Yanzhi again, and then lowered his head, "Okay, I understand, I didn't wake up today."
Back then, the whereabouts of the Xuanshui Mo Qilin were discovered by the Yin family, who wanted to tame the Xuanshui Moqilin as a mount for the Yin family. Unfortunately, the Xuanshui Moqilin was very arrogant and refused to bow its head.
In the past six hundred years, all Yin family demon cultivators with outstanding talents like to come here to try to tame this black water ink unicorn.
Six hundred years have not only failed to erase the arrogance of this Xuan Shui Mo Qilin, but have hardened his pride even more, and his hatred towards the Yin clan has also grown day by day.
He didn't care what the human race in front of him wanted to do with him. Anyway, having the opportunity to leave here and kill one more demon cultivators from the Yin clan was enough for Xuan Shui Mo Qilin.
Jiang Yanzhi understood Xuan Shui Mo Qilin's reply, bowed slightly, and then waved the flower branch in his hand again.
The moment the petals fell, the figure had disappeared.
Only Xuan Shui Mo Qilin was left in the cold pool, and the scars on his body began to heal gradually.
The space vibrated silently.
It was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly in the dark prison, not even the sound of breathing, as if this was an empty prison.
When Jiang Yanzhi appeared in the darkness, a pair of bright red hands grabbed hold of him quietly, without much power, and he was easily restrained by Jiang Yanzhi.
Following the hands with bright red nails, there are slender arms and a red sleeve hidden in the darkness.
The flower branches in the hands swayed gently, blooming with a faint light, dispelling the surrounding darkness and illuminating the owner of these hands.
The ground-length black hair fell down like a waterfall, covering most of his face, leaving only a pointed chin and a scarlet eye.
A red lip that looked like it was stained with blood kept opening and closing, as if it was saying something, but no sound came out. The scarlet eye, which had no focus at first, turned into focus the moment the flower branches lit up. Staring blankly at the only light.
Now that they have arrived at the Demon-Conquering Tower, Jiang Yanzhi and others must have made all preparations, including who is imprisoned in the tower.
But when he actually saw these so-called criminals who had been imprisoned for hundreds of thousands of years, Jiang Yanzhi still wanted to shake his head.
The woman in front of her is a real demon. She was originally a slave girl. She was used as a plaything because of her outstanding appearance, and was humiliated as she wandered around.
Later, I got some good fortune and practiced an extremely evil demon-swallowing technique, which specifically relied on swallowing demons as a training method. Several of them improved quickly.
In just over ten years, she slaughtered all the demons who had bullied her back then.
Countless demons died in his hands.
Because she likes to wear red clothes, she is called the "Red Devil".
In the end, he was captured by the Yin family. Because he wanted to learn the demon-swallowing skill and torture the other party, he was thrown into this secret prison and used his inner demon as a guide, causing the red-clothed female demon to be tortured all the time.
After hundreds of years, this red-clothed female demon who killed countless demons in the past is not far away from madness.
The flower branch in Jiang Yanzhi's hand not only has the ability to travel through space, but also has some calming effects.
Everyone in the East Continent had already speculated on the situation of the red-clothed female demon. Jiang Yanzhi sighed softly when he saw the red-clothed female demon staring blankly at the flower branches and showing no tendency to attack.
He took out a green pill from his arms and punched it into the mouth of the red demon.
"It's time to wake up."
