After the immortal disappeared

Before He Lingchuan could finish his thoughts, Qian Huan had already retreated to the Pu Island beach, turned around and threw himself into the sea. Miao Zhantian chopped off His tail, but He ignored it.

A pale golden liquid suddenly appeared on the sea surface, which was the blood flowing from Qian Huan's wound.

The two demons looked at each other and jumped into the sea together.

Maybe Qian Huan has another trap, but there is no way, they have reached this point, they will chase after them as soon as they come.

The sea is not deep either, and it will reach the bottom very quickly.

Just as Miao Zhantian expected, Qian Huan started to mess with the moth again——

With a splash, the two demons poked their heads out of the water and found that the scenery above had changed.

This was exactly the same feeling as the first time they crossed the Kidney Lake with the Silver Pearl Fruit. They also discovered the light when they dived into the bottom of the lake, and when they swam closer, they emerged from the water in another world.

It’s just that this body of water is very small, not even comparable to Yaozi Lake:

This is a pond several feet square. The water is very clear, but a little red.

As soon as Miao Zhantian smelled it, he knew that there was the smell of blood in the water.

The two demons jumped out of the pond and found themselves in a city!

There are rows of buildings everywhere, generally not high, but very thick. The exterior walls are mainly made of red sandstone, as if the simplicity of history is embedded in the pillars.

Many houses here have been damaged, and there seems to be a large square not far away with lingering smoke.

Further away, there is the ridiculously high city wall, but it is also empty.

Seeing these scenes, Miao Zhantian felt familiar at first sight.

No way, could it be here?

He experienced countless great scenes in his long life, but this place was deeply engraved in his mind.

His younger sister Miao Yuntian suddenly pulled his arm and pointed back.

Miao Zhantian turned around and saw a huge temple behind him!

It turns out that the pond they dug out is a common blessing pond at the entrance of the temple. This kind of pool is full of living water. Believers can wade in the water and circle around it. It is said that they will receive blessings from the gods, which can relieve diseases and reduce disasters.

There was a huge statue lying upside down in the open space beside the pool, with its head in a different place.

This statue is at least three feet long from head to toe, made of solid materials, meticulously carved, and extremely heavy. Anyone who is willing to put in the effort to drag it out of the temple must hate it to the core of its being.

When Miao Zhantian saw the stone head of the statue, his expression changed:

"Miten!"

Mi Tian, ​​as a great demon, is of course not in human form. But of course Miao Zhantian knows best what appearance He takes to enjoy the incense in the human world.

The eyes of the statue seemed to be staring directly at Him.

Behind him is the huge temple.

This god has long since disappeared from history, and no one has worshiped him again for a long, long time. If the gods do not perform miracles, they will be forgotten by the world.

Miao Zhantian raised his eyes and looked around with horror in his eyes:

"This is Panlong City!"

He remembered that this was “the” majestic city on earth.

From its birth to its destruction, that plateau city gradually shocked the gods.

Regarding everything about this ancient city, to this day, the demons usually remain silent among themselves.

Why is there such a Coiling Dragon City hidden deep in Qian Huan's sea of ​​consciousness?

Looking at the scene in this city, it looks like it has been ravaged by war. In history, Panlong City was captured only once.

Just once.

Then, it was completely erased from history, and the Panlong Wasteland became the Panlong Desert!

The two demons were wandering among the ruins of the ancient city, watching carefully.

There are broken tiles and ruins everywhere, and there are scarlet blood stains everywhere, but there is no one there.

Suddenly a gray shadow flashed not far away, and the two demons immediately chased after it.

…

In front of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, He Lingchuan suddenly clenched his fists.

The knuckles cracked twice.

Wan Qifeng turned around and saw his lord staring straight at the picture in the mirror, with disbelief written all over his face.

He Lingchuan rarely expressed his emotions like this, but the way he looked now, he seemed to be eager to jump into the Haoyuan Golden Mirror in the next second.

Only Dong Rui dared to ask:

"What, what's wrong?"

The soul-capturing mirror in He Lingchuan's arms was also muttering: "Hey, the smell of this place is so familiar?"

In just two breaths, He Lingchuan returned to normal and took a deep breath: "Nothing!"

For him, the scene in the mirror was so unexpected and impactful that he lost his composure for a moment.

Dong Rui asked him: "Where is this?"

He Lingchuan said word by word: "Panlong Ancient City."

He never expected that he would see the most familiar Panlong City here!

He will recognize every street, every house there, and even every square brick in front of the South Gate Square!

At this moment, He Lingchuan probably had the same questions as Miao Zhantian.

Why did the ruins of Panlong, which had gone through the flames of war, appear in the depths of Qian Huan’s sea of ​​consciousness!

Everyone was at a loss and had never heard of it.

Dong Rui had some impression of this place name, while the Soul-Taking Mirror let out a long wow and said in surprise:

"Ghost town! Is this your ghost town, master?"

He Lingchuan shook his head.

The real ruins of Panlong are in the distant Panlong Desert. The former Panlong City remains in the square pot, but this one in the Sea of ​​Thousand Illusions...

He didn't know what it was either.

The perspective of Haoyuan Golden Mirror suddenly increased, looking down from a high altitude.

"Huh?" Everyone was just a little surprised, but He Lingchuan was suffocated.

Panlong City is surrounded by a vast ocean!

The blue water ripples all the way down to the moat.

No matter how high the viewing angle of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror is, there is only an endless ocean as far as the eye can see.

Blue, but monotonous.

And Panlong City is the only island in the sea!

Where is the desolate Panlong Desert? Where is the Chipa Plateau covered with wind and sand?

Why are they all gone?

The high cliff where Panlong City is located has now become a reef in the sea, the only cornerstone that supports it from being swallowed by the ocean.

Don’t look at the whole sea is calm, but at the foot of Panlong City, there are waves crashing on the shore, waves piled up, and the waves splashing up can be more than two meters high!

He Lingchuan even had a trance for a second. Whether in the vast wilderness or in the vast sea, this majestic city has always been isolated and helpless, but it is unyielding.

From life to death, from reality to illusion, this has never changed.

Wanqi Liang also said: "Why do I feel that this city is in danger and will be swallowed up at any time?"

The Soul-Capture Mirror said disdainfully: "What knowledge! Ghost City is such a powerful existence, how could it be swallowed up...right?"

He Lingchuan murmured: "This sea really wants to swallow it. The Panlong Wasteland and Chiba Plateau below the ancient city have been submerged."

Only the highest Panlong City stands on the cliff, still fighting against the wind and waves.

"Ah?" The Soul-Capture Mirror said, "But that is the sea of ​​consciousness of Qianhuan Zhenxian, right?"

Because of the special structure within the storm circle, it can be regarded as the "law realm" of the inverted sea, but in essence it is still Qianhuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Why is there something in the sea of ​​consciousness of the Zhenxian that he himself cannot swallow?