Ai Hui, who recovered his energy, had enough energy, just like a sword that had been collected from a scabbard, with a weak momentum.

The heavy rain that had been falling for several days gradually stopped. The thick clouds above the head dissipated, revealing the sky that had just been washed. The bright sunlight shone on the body, the breeze blew on the face, and the comfortable and slightly drunk feeling soaked every end of the hair.

It's really comfortable.

After several days of depression, I enjoyed such a beautiful sunshine and completely relaxed my body and mind.

Ai Hui casually found a flat grass and sat down, then pulled a green grass from the ground, stuffed it in his mouth, and bit the grass stem.

The green smell of grass spreads in my mouth, and Ai Hui looked at the two crystals in his hand.

The transparent crystal has a flawless texture without any impurities. At this time, Ai Hui found that he could not determine whether the transparent crystal was a crystal. He had never seen such a pure crystal before.

The sunlight shines on the golden droplets, immediately arousing a faint golden halo. The most peculiar thing is that this golden halo changes unchanged, like layers of exquisite ripples, one after another, and one after another, and never stops.

So beautiful!

Ai Hui was extremely amazed. Although he felt that he did not have any artistic cultivation, he would always be attracted involuntarily when he looked at the changing halo.

While amazement, Ai Hui suddenly discovered an unusual place.

He had previously suspected that the golden droplets were the blood of some monster, which could explain why the bandage was interested in it. But Ai Hui suddenly realized that if the golden droplets were really the blood of some monster, the bandage would have swallowed them up long ago, how could it be left until now?

Is it the crystal protection that makes the bandage nowhere to be inserted?

wrong!

Maybe it was because I had been wrapped around my body for a long time, and the bandage and Ai Hui had some vague connection.

Ai Hui suddenly remembered that the last time the bandage had a reaction, but the thing that had not swallowed was the Demon God's stone statue! As soon as this idea came out, Ai Hui's eyes lit up, and a bold idea appeared in his mind. Will there be some connection between the two?

The more I think about it, the more I feel it is possible.

He quickly opened the sand compass and took out the Demon God Stone Statue. Last time he absorbed the Golden Yuan Pill, the Demon God Stone Statue played a huge role, sucking away the fierce aura in the Yuan Pill, allowing Ai Hui to avoid his suffering.

Otherwise, just to resolve the fierce aura would cost Ai Hui a lot of energy and he might encounter many dangers.

When Ai Hui took out the Demon God Stone Statue, the bandage was like two white snakes, swimming down from him. The two bandages were combined into one at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a piece of white cloth, and drilling into the base of the Demon God Stone Statue, as if they were afraid that the Demon God Stone Statue would be stained with soil.

Ai Hui felt a chill in his heart when he saw this strange scene.

The demon statues and bandages all exuded a strange smell everywhere. If it weren't for the gift from the master's wife, I would have been following her for a long time, and Ai Hui would definitely be very alert.

It is so wishful thinking to see things and think of people.

Emotions to others are the warmth of holding cold things tightly, and the glimmer of loneliness in the void.

No matter how evil the bandage is, Ai Hui is difficult to hate it. Because justice or evil is insignificant to him. He never feels that he is very important. What is the difference between having one more righteous self or one more evil self in the world.

However, some emotions are more important to him than himself.

He placed two crystals on a white cloth made of bandages.

Ai Hui felt that the scene in front of him was quite interesting, just like offering sacrifices to the Demon God Stone Statue, and he was almost worshipped. However, the Demon God Stone Statue had no intention of appreciation, and looked indifferent and cold.

Did you think it was wrong?

Ai Hui had a headache, guessing riddles was never a good method. He simply picked up a crystal and sent it to the mouth of the Demon God Stone Statue, muttering the words: "Old Demon, give some face and taste one!"

The Demon God's Stone Statue is still cold, as if it is not as good as the world's fireworks.

Or is it wrong?

Or to crush the crystal outside?

Ai Hui was a little cowardly.

He had a premonition that the golden droplets in the crystal were absolutely extraordinary things. Extraordinary things often mean wealth and risks. Good things are of course valuable, but what if they are a powerful poison?

Ai Hui knew his depth. With his current strength, he could at least have some strength to face the grass lotus puppet or She Yu. But if he faced ancient evil spirits, his small body would not be enough.

But these two crystals are ancient treasures.

Well, I can't bear to let my child get caught in the wolf, so I'll try crushing it first. Anyway, this ancient treasure is also lucky.

Thinking about this, Ai Hui immediately had to balance a lot.

With a cruel heart, Ai Hui pinched hard.

Click!

The crystal immediately cracked open, and the golden droplets penetrated out. Ai Hui carefully dripped the golden droplets on the white cloth with a bandage.

Bandage is very interested in blood, especially some powerful blood, and is extremely hungry.

However, what made Ai Hui's eyes fall all over the ground was that the bandage had no interest in the golden droplets. The golden droplets were like water droplets on lotus leaves, round and golden. Without the protection of crystals, the golden droplets quickly rose into a faint golden mist, and the mist condensed but did not dissipate. The sunlight shone on the golden mist, making the light flowing, which was extremely beautiful.

Those mysterious ripples dyed with sunlight, becoming more exquisite and gorgeous, changing, making Ai Hui's eyes unblocked.

Suddenly, the golden mist was stirred up and a slender fog was pulled out.

Ai Hui woke up from a dream and looked up at the stone statue of the Demon God.

The Demon God Stone Statue's eyes were slightly opened, and the soft and neutral face was filled with a strange luster, and the lips were slightly opened.

Ai Hui was so energetic that there was a chance!

The slender golden mist silk continued to sink into the mouth of the Demon God Stone Statue, and the golden luster like a needle-tip lit up in the pupils of the Demon God Stone Statue.

The momentum of the Demon God Stone Statue changed rapidly, and the desolate aura of ancient times spread out.

When the last ray of golden mist penetrated into the mouth of the demon statue, there was nothing on the bandage and white cloth.

Ai Hui looked at the Demon God Stone Statue curiously, and his heart was full of expectations. What changes would happen if the Demon God Stone Statue devoured this drop of golden liquid?

Suddenly, a golden light lit up in the eyes of the Demon God's Stone Statue. Ai Hui widened his eyes, fearing that he would miss any details.

The golden light in his eyes turned into two golden vortexes. Ai Hui, who was unprepared, was immediately caught in the vortex. He felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, and the surrounding scenery was sweeping back rapidly.

Come again?

Ai Hui, who had experience once, had only had time to curse in his heart, but his cowardice was gone halfway. He was a little curious about what kind of scene the Demon God Stone Statue would present to him this time?

Time flies, and the earth retreats.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, Ai Hui saw the Demon God.

The demon floated over a valley and stared into the distance. Ai Hui couldn't help but look into the distance, and the blurry scene in the distance immediately became clear.

I saw countless sword lights scattered across the sky, and the terriblely thick lightning was like a silver snake rushing down from the sky. The flames from the ground soared into the sky and collided fiercely with the silver lightning. The splashing fire was like flying red cherry dyeing the sky red.

The dazzling light brought by flying swords was like sword marks, dismembering the sky to pieces.

The huge Dharma body summoned by ancient meditation, stepping on the earth and supporting the sky with hands. Sanskrit is flowing, the sound of the scriptures is ethereal, and the sky is falling.

Ai Hui was stunned and his heart was shaking.

He had never seen such a heroic scene. The sun in the sky was eclipsed, the undulating mountains on the ground were broken, and sword marks stretched for hundreds of miles everywhere. The sea was boiling and the fire was boundless.

This is...a battle between ancient cultivators?

Ai Hui was lost in his mind.

When he first saw Zhenshen Peak, he felt that it was already the most powerful weapon of war in the world. However, the majestic Zhenshen Peak, on this battlefield, was as small as dust.

It turns out that the description of the sword scripture is true...

Such emotion arose in Ai Hui's heart.

When Ai Hui discovered that the shock and loss of the demon god were exactly the same as his own, he gradually calmed down.

The battle ended, the battlefield was broken, but the demon gods gained a lot on the battlefield, magic weapons, magic tricks, etc.

The demon did not leave the valley, his strength became stronger and stronger, and he was preparing to leave the valley.

But just as his strength was so great, he suddenly felt something, the way of heaven began to collapse, and his spiritual power was declining. He found that the collapse of the way of heaven could not be stopped, and the spiritual power would eventually dissipate.

During the long years, he sat in the valley and thought every night.

His formation method is very unique, completely different from the traditional cultivator, which makes him find a glimmer of life in the collapsed way of heaven.

A glimmer of hope in the distant future.

But for his long life like this, waiting for thousands of years is not unacceptable. He condensed all the essence and blood and soul thoughts, gathered ten drops of true divine blood, and also ten seeds.

The ten seeds were formed at noon, and the sun shone brightly, but the sky suddenly became dark, but the sun in the sky was dim and dull, like a candle in the wind.

Ten drops of divine blood carry his wish for recovery and is sprinkled by him to every corner of the world.

And his body turned into a stone statue.

Only then did Ai Hui suddenly realize and fully figured out the origin of the golden droplets!

It's actually the real divine blood!

Ai Hui suddenly thought of the blood of God, and some doubts arose in his heart. Could it be that the origin of the blood of God is also related to the blood of the demon?

OK, I'm thinking too much.

It has been more than a thousand years since the Yuanli era entered. The demon god is from the era of cultivation, and there is still a little power left. God knows!

etc!

Ai Hui suddenly thought that the bandage seemed to be able to restrain blood poison and swallow blood poison.

This...isn't it a coincidence?

Ai Hui was a little uncertain. At this moment, the sky was spinning, and he felt like he was being swept into a whirlpool, and the light around him kept sweeping.

Ai Hui stabilized his body, opened his eyes, and the scenery around him returned to normal. He was shocked to find that he was standing there, without moving a single step.

His eyes subconsciously fell on the stone statue of the Demon God.

He was stunned.

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Chapter completed!