Looking at the clarity and cleanness, there are no waves, and the water flow is as clear as black jade, but it comes from the core of Jiuyou's magic sea. It is the most filthy thing in the world, even better than the surging blood river and the secluded dirty soil.
Treasures like the Qinglian Treasure Color Banner and the Plain Cloud Boundary Banner are best at defending and guarding. Facing the pollution of this sea water, they still can't stand it.
Even the demon heads of Jiuyou's own family, most of them dare not approach the abyss of the demon sea.
With seawater in front of them, what container to put it in is even a very serious question for many people.
However, it was not a problem for everyone in the Taoist sect. Suo Mingzhang spread out his palms, and the palms lit up with dots of starlight. When the brilliance expanded, he wrapped and stored the black sea water.
The original demon looked at this scene with a smile, nodded and praised: "Friend Suo Dao is worthy of the title of 'Zhongtian'."
"Thank you." Suo Mingzhang responded lightly.
The original heart demon turned to look at Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng: "Then, next, can we start?"
"Yun Sheng?" Yan Zhaoge looked at Feng Yunsheng upon hearing that, and Feng Yunsheng nodded, calmly looking at the primordial demon.
On the other side, Yu Ye looked at Nie Jingshen with worry on his face. Although Yue Zhenbei's face was calm and solemn, his eyes were also fixed on the familiar figure from the past.
Nie Jingshen didn't show the slightest expression on his face, and he stopped looking at Yu Ye and Yue Zhenbei, but turned around directly, stepped into the darkness again, and disappeared into the depths of the secluded land.
Seeing that he didn't show any nostalgia, Yu Ye opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't make a sound.
There was also a look of pain in Yue Zhenbei's eyes.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng narrowed their eyes.
"Do you want to keep him?" Suo Mingzhang asked aloud at this time, not avoiding that the original demon was in front of him at this moment.
"I can't keep it." Yan Zhaoge replied softly after watching Nie Jingshen disappear.
Nie Jingshen didn't stay by himself, and it was too difficult to forcefully take him away from Jiuyou.
After all, he is a very powerful Lord of Exorcism who has already ascended to Da Luo, and his strength is outstanding.
What's more, there are also the Nine Nether Great Demons such as the original heart demon.
Even if the Daoist sect gathers all the powerful people to attack together, the final result will only be to provoke the Great Zizai Heavenly Demon.
At that time, even if there is Zhuxian Formation, it will be a lose-lose ending, and the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, Yaozu and heretics will be cheap for nothing.
The point is, this kind of mutual injury is meaningless, and Nie Jingshen still can't come back.
On the contrary, it was his act of disappearing now that made Yan Zhaoge secretly remember it in his heart, thinking about it.
"Let's go back and talk about it." Yan Zhaoge said, Beiming clone and Panpan appeared at the same time, leading Yu Ye and Yue Zhenbei out of this place.
The original demon still had a smile on his face, he didn't seem to mind Suo Mingzhang's proposal, nor did he mind Yan Zhaoge's actions, he just smiled and nodded to Feng Yunsheng and said, "If that's the case, then let's start."
While speaking, a multicolored auspicious cloud appeared above the old man's head, and a little black bloomed in the center of the auspicious cloud, evil and pure, like ink, quickly spreading in the auspicious cloud.
Xiangyun was dyed black in an instant, but still radiated light.
Yan Zhaoge and the others took a closer look, and there was an abyss vaguely reflected in the black auspicious clouds.
An atmosphere that was both depressing and frenzied permeated the air. With the cultivation strength of Yan Zhaoge, Feng Yunsheng, and Suo Mingzhang, they also felt slightly restless.
It was as if the abyss of the sea of demons at the core and deepest part of Jiuyou had come down here and came before them.
In the depths of the magic sea, twelve pillars appeared faintly, scattered everywhere, arranged irregularly, with different heights and thicknesses, as if there was no pattern at all.
But it naturally contains a different kind of reasoning and artistic conception, which is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is contrary to the principles of the world, forming a style of its own, with constant conflicts.
Some of the tops of the twelve pillars are empty, while others are looming and entrenched.
On one of the pillars with nothing at the top, a blood mist gradually rose up at this time, and the blood mist was indistinct and indistinct, making it difficult to distinguish.
But that cloud of blood mist slowly floated, flew out of the black abyss of the Nine Nether Demon Sea, seeped out of the black auspicious cloud, turned from virtual to real, and approached Yan Zhaoge and the others.
"Friend Daoist Feng, please." The original demon said politely.
Feng Yunsheng's face remained unchanged, and a dark chaotic abyss appeared on the top of his head, which looked somewhat similar to the abyss of the Jiuyou Demon Sea, and also resembled the primordial chaos before the opening of the world.
The dark and chaotic abyss spread to the periphery, and the blurry edge came into contact with the blood mist, and began to have a clear outline.
Feng Yunsheng's body trembled slightly.
The originally dark and obscure chaos began to become more and more concrete, and in the end, it was like boiling water, tumbling and boiling.
"Woo—" Feng Yunsheng let out a long breath, and shook his head at Yan Zhaoge and Suo Mingzhang to signal that he was fine.
On the other side, in the Nine Nether Demon Sea reflected in the black auspicious cloud above the head of the original heart demon, there is still nothing on the pillar at the source of the blood mist.
However, from Yan Zhaoge's point of view, there seems to be some changes in the pillar itself.
The pillars became more obscure and dimmer than before. In the dark abyss, they became more blurred, more hollow, and more difficult to observe.
And the blood mist became thicker, darker, and even gradually turned black.
"You guys are pushing an inch." Feng Yunsheng suddenly snorted coldly.
The chaotic abyss above her head was turbulent, and gradually regained its calm, becoming dark and unpredictable.
But the blood mist seemed to still not give up, and still only absorbed Luo Yuan transformed by Feng Yunsheng's martial art conception.
"Feng Daoyou's words are wrong. If we stop here, we will not only gain nothing, but also lose a lot." The original heart demon still smiled, like a vegetable market vendor who is haggling and haggling.
But both Yan Zhaoge and Suo Mingzhang knew what a dangerous deal the two sides were making, and a slight loss could be a thousand miles away.
"Your Majesty, are you trying to buy and sell by force?" Yan Zhaoge slightly raised his eyebrows.
It can be seen that while Feng Yunsheng gave up part of the power of the Doom Heavenly Demon to Jiuyou, he also gained other things from Jiuyou, so the original heart demon said that if it stops here, Jiuyou can't help but lose money. .
Jiuyou lost money and his family made money, Yan Zhaoge was naturally happy to see the success, immediately stretched out a hand and stuck it on Feng Yunsheng's vest.
The blood mist was between reality and reality, it could not be cut off from the outside, and the contest still had to fall on Feng Yunsheng himself.
At this moment, Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng seem to have a heart-to-heart connection, following Feng Yunsheng's thoughts, he also seems to have a glimpse of the mystery of Jiuyou.
At this moment, as if they were so close at hand, and as if they were far away from each other, the twelve pillars became more and more clear in Yan Zhaoge's and Feng Yunsheng's sight.