There were countless secrets hidden behind these few words, but the time and place were inappropriate. It was not the time to talk in detail yet. Although Wei Shiqi had doubts in his heart, he tacitly kept silent.
Yan Nanping flicked his fingers, and the soil tumbled into the Black Dragon Pond, silently. He recited a spell silently, urging the soil to grow. After a while, a little loess gushes out of the pond, and gradually spreads as the mud squirms. The numerous interlocking restrictions are like colored woodcuts, revealed layer by layer, and then disintegrated and disappeared. After a few breaths, a vortex the size of a bowl emerged in the Black Dragon Pond. It was deeply sunk, and the crystal water shivered, reflecting the five colors of divine light.
The whirlpool rotated rapidly, getting bigger and bigger. A five-foot-square hole opened in Huo Di, and it was bottomless at a glance. Yan Nanping waved the command flag and rushed in first. Wei Shiqi put the snake-shaped ring on his little finger, and the five-color divine light disappeared, and his figure disappeared. The sky-high water poured down on her head and face. Shen Yaobi's face changed several times. She hurriedly put the water-proof drop in her mouth, gritted her teeth and urged the black cloud pocket, and also threw herself into the whirlpool. She Hao Mandrill didn't dare to delay, and followed closely behind.
The soil sank into the pool, and the Sumeru phantom formation gathered from all directions. The layers of restrictions were stacked on top of each other, and the entrance to the Black Dragon Pool was once again restricted. The river water fell hard, and the backflow stirred up, and the silt was churning. It took a long time to gradually calm down, as if nothing had happened. Didn't happen.
It was pitch black under the Black Dragon Pond, and you couldn't see your fingers. The slight sound of water echoed, as if a big fish was swimming. After a moment, a dim light lit up, but it was Yan Nanping holding up a fist-sized pearl, shining brightly.
She Hao had lived under the Tongtian River for a long time, and he came and went in the water quickly, like a swimming fish. Although the other four people were protected by water drops, they could move easily and there was no risk of suffocation. After all, it was a bit inconvenient, and they were quite uncomfortable when advancing and retreating. obscure.
Yan Nanping said: "Black Dragon Pond is extremely dangerous. Everyone should be careful and don't get separated."
His voice was separated by the water, sounding low and unfamiliar.
The Sumeru Illusion Formation isolated the turbulent Tongtian River, and the demonic aura floated in the water, which was a bit stronger than before, entangling their hands and feet like waterweed. Shen Yaobi's heart skipped a beat, and she almost swallowed the water-repellent drop - the demonic energy was passing through her pores, worming its way into her body, being slowly absorbed by the demonic elixir in her dantian. Not scattered. She hurriedly looked up at everyone, only to see that their faces looked strange, and they were obviously also troubled by the evil spirit.
Yan Nanping knew the details very well. He displayed the triangular flag, pushed away the demonic aura, and said: "The demonic aura of the black dragon is extremely domineering and pervasive. It doesn't matter if you inhale a small amount. Just take some time to refine it slowly. It will be quite beneficial. If you take it for a while If you take too much of it, the demon pill will corrode it, which will greatly hinder your character."
Shen Yaobi did not dare to neglect and hurriedly raised Wu Yun Duo. Then she felt her whole body relaxed, as if a thousand kilograms of burden had been lifted, and even her breathing became much easier. Wei Shiqi practiced the Sky Fox Ksitigarbha Kung Fu, practiced the Mountain and River Yuanqi Lock, and absorbed a large amount of demonic energy from the Demon Suppressing Tower. His senses were extremely keen. He noticed that the black dragon's demonic energy was like a needle or a sword, which was different. He immediately used the five-color god The light sickle vibrated and waved out a divine light, protecting the whole body.
The wooden mandrill has an expressionless face, showing the original shape of a dead tree, with all the pores closed, and the demonic energy only brushes across his body surface, with nowhere to enter. He is a spirit made from grass and trees, and the opening and closing of his orifices are completely different from those of ordinary monsters, but he can cope with it. The most relaxing.
Only She Hao was devastated. His parents retrieved the reverse scale from the Black Dragon Pond, and both of them died soon after. The reason for this was probably inseparable from the demonic aura of the black dragon. He didn't have a magic weapon to protect him. Fortunately, his body was a black snake of black water. The snake was a small dragon with similar blood. In addition, the demon pill was a foreign thing and was not so closely tied to the soul, so it was okay for a while.
Yan Nanping swam around, sensing the source of the demonic energy, and then moved his hands and feet to invite everyone to swim towards the depths of the Black Dragon Pond.
The Black Dragon Pond is empty and dead. Wei Shiqi suspects that hundreds of millions of years ago, this was a deep and deep lake. Due to the changes in the sea, it sank to the bottom of the Tongtian River and became isolated from the world. As for why the Black Dragon fell here, and what happened to the Kunlun Patriarch. How to set up a magic array to seal the entrance? No one on Liushi Peak has ever mentioned this secret. I am afraid that even Taoist Ziyang knows nothing about it. After all, Meng Zhongliu had selfish motives. If he had informed the sect of the whereabouts of the black dragon earlier, the sect leader would not have allowed outsiders to covet the corpse of the sky demon, and even secretly communicated with Pan Chengnian to give up the mountain and river vitality lock. .
A drink, a peck, all have a certain number.
I don't know how long I swam, but the Black Dragon Pond seemed to have no end. The further down I went, the greater the water pressure became. Suzaku Shen Yaobi could no longer hold on any longer. Her eyes protruded outward, her vision gradually became blurred, and there was a buzzing in her ears. Thousands of wild bees lingered noisily, lingering, and the heart-breaking pain on her skin seemed to be roughly torn apart by a pair of invisible hands. Her body was longing for something, not hunger, not thirst, not lust. She could really bear it. She couldn't help but unknowingly let go of the black cloud bag, and a wisp of evil spirit penetrated into her body, like a sudden enlightenment, she suddenly felt better.
Out of control, she deliberately activated the demon elixir in her dantian to absorb the demonic energy. Her eyes became brighter and brighter, taking on a strange look.
The bottom of the Black Dragon Pond has not yet been reached. It is as dark as night all around. The pearl in Yan Nanping's hand emits a hazy light. The divine light around Wei Shiqi swims slowly. The evil spirit is like a wisp of misty singing in the night sky. It is exciting and elusive. indefinite.
