On the top of the water cave, a large area of ​​silver-white cold light suddenly gathered and dispersed, turning into light and rain all over the sky.

Among the cold light, there were large purple-red gravels with a faint mist falling down. For a moment, silver and red lights scattered, as if countless cherry blossoms were slowly drifting, and their beauty was extremely beautiful.

The boundless beautiful light was full of dangers. Ji Hao, who was attached to Yuan Li's long hair, escaped, held the Tai Chi Qiankun Mirror and released a large piece of cold light and twisted and swayed. Countless purple-red sand gravels surged out of thin air, constantly training a trace of connection between Ji Hao and his life puppet and attacked him.

The cold light flashed, and the purple-red gravel hit the cold light and suddenly became halos, making a "pa" sound of frozen flies hitting the window paper. As the cold light twisted, the purple-red gravel was constantly moved out, but the continuous sand and gravel continued to surge and fell on the cold light.

"This old guy is... the ancestor of the prehistoric world. Didn't it mean that the ancestor of the world has long been dead and the tribe of the world has long been extinct?"

Yuan Li pressed against Ji Hao tightly, looking at the purple-red gravel roaring around in a mess, and did not dare to escape from the protection of the Tai Chi Qiankun Mirror.

Ji Hao's heart moved and he lowered his head and looked at the man in black.

No one can tell what the original body of this thing looks like. He only knows that he likes to hide in the dark. If someone passes by, he will spray poisonous sand from his mouth and attack people's shadow.

If someone's shadow is hit by his poisonous sand, he will be plagued by the patient. First, he will have a fever and chills, then vomit and diarrhea, and eventually suffer from pain. In severe cases, he will die from serious illness and even his soul will be melted by the poisonous sand.

The poisonous witches in the Witch Palace are very curious about the "Fantast". The witches in the Witch Palace often complain that the Witch Palace cannot provide a few living flies and let them study how wonderful and vicious the poisonous sand of the fiction is.

However, according to the secret file of the Witch Palace, the last creature in the world should have been swallowed by a glutton as food more than two thousand years ago. No one has ever seen a living creature since then, so the witch sacrifices in the Witch Palace naturally have no object to study.

But unexpectedly, deep in the water eye of the Huaihe River, Ji Hao could meet the ancestor of the gods, the first gods in the world, the old guy who was called the ancestor of the gods. Since these old guys are living well, then the tribe of the gods naturally cannot be extinct!

"The ancestor is alive, how could he die?" The ancestor of the womb giggled, and opened his mouth and blasted out another piece of poisonous sand.

The most terrifying thing about insidious insidiousness is that the toxic sand of the toxic sand does not need to touch the human body at all. As long as people's shadow or the breath that people leave on something is blasted by poison sand, people will be infected with the toxicity of poison sand.

The poisonous sand in the wild is quite a bit like a human witch sacrifice, Yaokong, and it is even more mysterious than the power of the witch curse.

Just now Ji Hao sacrificed the Wooden Clan's life puppet and tried to attack the dragon coffin. The Wooden Clan's life puppet was stained with a trace of Ji Hao's aura. The ancestor of the Denim spitted poison sand and attacked the Denim. The Denim sand followed the wisp of the aura from the fingertips of Ji Hao and attacked him in a manner.

If it weren't for the wonderful use of Tai Chi Qiankun Mirror and the Taiyin Divine Light was fully protected, Ji Hao might have been attacked by the ancestor of the Demon.

At present, Ji Hao and Yuan Li exposed their true bodies. The toxic sand in the ancestor of the Demon was constantly spraying out. Soon, the purple-red gravel surrounded Ji Hao and Yuan Li with red mist. Countless gravels kept spraying, and the "slam" hit the Taiyin divine light.

"The ancestor of the prehistoric world, since you have not fallen or have no descendants, what are you hiding in this water's eyes?" Ji Hao looked at the ancestor of the world who was spewing poisonous sand and asked coldly.

"Why did the ancestor tell you?" The ancestor of the Mori was so excited that his face was twitching. He smiled with a chorus and said, "The ancestor has been here for thousands of years. I feel so angry when I look at these coffins! Hehe, you want to get the answer from the ancestor... beg me, kneel down and beg me!"

With a flash of body, the Ancestor of the Desolation brought a series of water traces to Ji Hao and Yuan Li in an instant. He grimaced at Ji Hao and hissed and said, "Or, let go of this treasure and let the ancestor's poison sand blast your face. As long as you don't die for three days after being hit by the ancestor's poison sand, what do you ask, the ancestor will answer!"

Ji Hao frowned. He was not interested in evaluating the power of the poisonous sand of the Yu clan. This alien species produced by heaven and earth, and the creatures born in the prehistoric world after the creation of the world. Who knows what strange magical powers and abilities they all have? Ji Hao doesn't want to capsize in the gutter and suffer in vain here.

Seeing Ji Hao silent, the Ancestor seemed to have encountered something worth celebrating, and laughed with a shiny face: "You dare not, you dare not try the poisonous sand of the ancestor! Hahaha, you know the reputation of the ancestor, you know the power of the ancestor!"

The ancestor of the Mother jumped around Ji Hao and Yuan Li in a crazy manner. He jumped for a while, suddenly turned cold and stared at Yuan Li with a gloomy expression for a while.

Yuan Li pulled out the dragon stick given by Taoist Yu Yu, pointed at the ancestor of the Mo and shouted, "What do you think of me?"

The ancestor of the womb stretched out his slender and sticky fingers, like a poisonous insect tentacle, and gently tapped Yuan Li: "Who, little guy, are you Wuzhiqi's son? What a strong fishy smell of monkeys, the ancestor will know it as soon as he sniffs!"

Yuan Li shook his hand and played the Panlong stick with a stick. He sneered: "That's right, I am Wuzhiqi's son, so what?"

The Fu Zu's face tensed for a moment, and finally couldn't help it. He laughed hysterically: "So what? I'm going to complain, hahaha, sue Wuzhiqi's son... No, sue Wuzhiqi to collude with the human race and betray the Gonggong clan. I want to make Wuzhiqi's old monkey head look good!"

The ancestor of the zodiac was extremely excited and widened his eyes, staring at Yuan Li fiercely and shouted: "Everyone is an ordinary person. Why can he be the God of the Huai River without prayers? He is so glorious outside, and can enjoy the worship of countless human races, eat, drink and play well? And the ancestor, I, must hide it in this water eye shame, accompanying three dead coffins all day long?"

"What shit is important, what is the most important thing, what is the future primary merit, what is the reward and reward in the future... The ancestor was locked up in this water eye... Ah, what is the difference between being imprisoned and going to jail?" The ancestor of the Mother said with a stern voice: "Even if he was punished by the Human Emperor and was locked up in the cell in front of the Political Consultative Hall, there were still unlucky guys chatting with him, and he could still see living things, but here..."

With a long roar, the eyes of the ancestor of the Wanshou protruded, and when he opened his mouth, a purple-red fire light came, hitting the silver-white Taiyin divine light emitted by the Tai Chi Qiankun Mirror.

Two hazy figures suddenly rushed out from the Ancestor of the Fen. They were human forms condensed by two water waves, and were life puppets created by the aquarium of Panxi World. The two life puppets rushed to the Ancestor of the Fen, one left and one right, and two golden thunder fires as big as fists in their hands exploded in a buzz.
Chapter completed!