17 Gurgle Gurgle

The main plot has become a mess, but Hua Lang has no mind to care about it at the moment.

The monstrous demonic energy swept over the two of them, and the pool water stirred up dark waves, which crashed onto the shore with great force.

There's something in the pool!

A huge black hand, as fast as lightning, grabbed Xie Hanjing directly.

Hua Lang turned his wrist, brushed past the withered lotus stem, and grabbed Xie Hanjing's hand. At the same time, the big black hand also grabbed Xie Hanjing!

Hua Lang's heart skipped a beat and he wanted to drag Xie Hanjing to the shore.

Unexpectedly, the big hand was extremely powerful. Before she could react, the big hand grabbed her and dragged Hua Lang and Xie Hanjing into the pool together!

The giant hand carried them quickly through the pool.

The splashing water stung her skin and Hua Lang could hardly open her eyes. She subconsciously clung to Xie Hanjing tightly.

The complicated skirt absorbed water and became extremely heavy. Hua Lang almost drank a lot of water as soon as she entered the water. The heavy skirt kept pulling her down.

At this time, Xie Hanjing also grabbed Hua Lang's wrist with his backhand, and with a force, Hua Lang was lifted steadily into his arms.

At the moment, the two of them had no intention of paying attention to etiquette, and Hua Lang took the opportunity to lean in his arms to avoid the sharp water blade.

Hua Lang forced himself to calm down and tried to make sense of this inexplicable situation, but the screams and calls from outside the pool came into his ears again, and he could vaguely hear someone calling "Junior Master".

Soon, the big hand brought them to a stop.

At this moment, the two seemed to have arrived at the center of the ghost pool.

Hua Lang leaned on Xie Hanjing, and the water drops dripping from Xie Hanjing's chin hit her face. Hua Lang wiped them away and turned her head to cough at the water that had choked into her throat.

After a while, Hua Lang raised his head. A huge ball of demonic energy covered the sky. Two round, scarlet eyes like blood moons could be vaguely seen in the demonic energy.

Demons?

But how could the demons appear in Qinglai?

The demon, as tall as a hill, spoke first, his voice piercing the ears like the sound of a bell. "Two ants, tell me where my daughter is now, and I will leave you both with your bodies intact."

Hua Lang: "Ahem... This is Qinglai. How are we supposed to know where your daughter is?"

"If you didn't know, how could you have my daughter's aura and mark on you? I will never make a mistake!"

The big hand slowly tightened. Hua Lang and Xie Hanjing were already tightly clinging to each other, and if it continued to pinch like this, they would be squeezed so tightly that they couldn't say a word.

Hua Lang was a little annoyed. He had wanted to reason with this black thing since it seemed to understand human nature, but he didn't expect that it didn't want to listen at all!

Hua Lang moved his fingertips, and a light shadow flashed by. In an instant, several silver lights flashed by. Wherever they passed, a huge hole was torn in the giant watch's skin.

But the strange thing is... there is not a trace of blood or flesh in the wound, only a constant flow of thick and wriggling demonic energy.

This isn't like an ordinary demon!

While the demon was in pain and trying to release his strength, Hua Lang pulled Xie Hanjing out of his giant hand.

The two fell into the water, the water level had reached Hua Lang's chin, not to mention the waves coming in. Hua Lang was not careful and was knocked dizzy by the waves.

Hua Lang kept saying "Pooh, Pooh" in his mouth, and his head felt dizzy and he almost fell into the water.

"Junior Master, be careful!" Xie Hanjing was much taller than Hua Lang, and seeing this, he quickly reached out to support her.

The demon was cut by Tian Shu, and the demonic energy from the wound scattered and escaped, but he caught it back and stuffed it back in. When the wound was exposed again, it had healed as before.

It failed to catch the nimble and petite Tian Shu several times, so it simply let Tian Shu attack it, and slapped Xie Han and Jing Hua Lang with its big hands!

A dark giant hand pressed down——

Hua Lang raised her hand, and Tianshu flashed with a stream of light, and returned to her hand in the blink of an eye.

She was about to blow, so she opened her mouth and

"Beep—gurgle gurgle gurgle..."

The pool water is rising again!

The big black hand was about to press down on the two of them - the sound of the flute suddenly sounded again.

The surging spiritual energy was like thousands of swords unsheathed, instantly piercing through the black hand. Hundreds and thousands of gaps leaked out dense sunlight, which was quickly covered by the overflowing demonic energy.

Hua Lang was picked up by Xie Hanjing. She held the flute between her lips, and the sound was dull and hoarse, but it made all the evil spirits retreat three feet wherever it went!

Drops of water rolled down Hua Lang's face. She had no intention of wiping them off and could only squint her eyes. The waves hit her several times, but were blocked by Xie Hanjing each time.

Her moves were slightly affected by the demonic energy, and her sonic blades became much slower. Fortunately, the demon's movements were even slower, and she was still able to hit □□ of her ten moves.

The mountain-like demon was shaken back half a step. "You dare an ant to hurt me? Then I will turn you into human pigs first, and then find my daughter's whereabouts!"

It moved violently, causing huge waves in the pond, and the withered lotus and the annihilated beasts in the water were torn into pieces like thin paper!

The demonic energy and spiritual energy collided, and layers of circular air waves surged in the air. Hua Lang felt a little overwhelmed, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead, but she still fought against the demon, not letting him move forward.

The Ghost Pool is located in a remote area, and it is unknown when others will arrive. Hua Lang's heart sank little by little.

Although Hua Lang intended to resist the waves while attacking, the water level was slowly rising, and in a moment it reached a level that made Xie Han drop his jaw in shock.

He held Hua Lang high in his arms. Most of Hua Lang's body and his arms were still immersed in the water, and withered yellow lotus petals were floating in the water.

Xie Hanjing didn't know what he was thinking about. He lowered his head slightly and easily picked up the petals on the water.

As he bit his tongue, bits of golden threads began to grow and spread from the point of contact between him and the lotus petals. An incredible thing happened. The withered and cracked lotus petals came back to life as the golden threads moved. In an instant, they returned to their tender and juicy state!

The lotus petals infused with golden threads fell from his lips and floated away lightly. It was a small and inconspicuous piece, and flew towards the demon as if riding on the wind.

Hua Lang recognized at a glance that Xie Hanjing was using the Ling Chu technique. The spiritual energy was replaced by the restrictions in his blood, and his attack power increased instantly.

Last time she only demonstrated it once, but Xie Hanjing learned it so quickly.

The lotus petals gently fell on the demon's chest, and golden light spread out -

The restriction was transferred to the demon head. The demon head froze in his tracks, as if he had been burned. He did not bother to attack the two people, but instead dug into his chest, as if he wanted to tear off the layer of black skin wrapped in demonic energy!

Hua Lang seized the opportunity and delivered an attack. The sound blade, so fast that it was invisible, chopped straight towards the demon's chest where there was a restriction. With a loud bang, the fierce demonic energy burst out like a raging wave.

The demon was like a water-filled balloon. When the balloon exploded, the water splashed all over the ground. The demon's body collapsed and the sonic blade hit nothing.

The battle is not over yet——

The dark and chaotic demonic energy twisted, as if a passage to another space had been opened up. The hissing and roaring sounds went from being barely audible to being earth-shaking. Hundreds of low-level demonic beasts of various shapes and sizes flew out of the demonic energy.

The sound of Hua Lang's flute was not far away, and it chopped into pieces several strange beasts in front of it.

The sound of the flute cut the necks of several strange beasts, and the lingering sound cut off the dissipated evil spirit, but was swallowed by other strange beasts in the instant.

Too many!

Hua Lang put down the flute, jumped off Xie Hanjing and into the water, using his free hand to hold Xie Hanjing's.

Hua Lang said briefly, "Hold me tight."

Tian Shu flew out, and wherever he passed, all the evil spirits disappeared. Suddenly, the sky became bright, and a road appeared before the two of them.

Hua Lang pulled Xie Hanjing up and took the opportunity to fly out and leave the chaotic ghost pool.

Outside the pool, thousands of molten lamps were lit, blending into the blood-red ground.

He Wenzhou led his inner disciples to fight with the monsters. Judging from the number of monster corpses on the ground, the situation outside the pool should have been in chaos a long time ago.

The two of them stood still, without even taking a breath—

The big hand that was thought to have disappeared suddenly stretched out from the bottom of the pool again and grabbed Hua Lang!

The black hand was much smaller than before, and Hua Lang was held tightly by Xie Hanjing, so he was not pulled into the pool for a while.

Someone saw the commotion here and wanted to help, but was blocked by the monster in front of them.

Xie Hanjing used his spiritual energy, veins popped out on the back of his hand, and he held Hua Lang's hand tightly. Just as he was about to bring her ashore,

A familiar slender shadow shot out from the bottom of the pool and was about to stab Xie Hanjing's neck - it was Bai Ling!

But we must not let go now!

In the crisis, he could only turn his head.

Xie Hanjing closed his eyes lightly. A sharp wisp of air ruffled his slightly dry hair, and then his face felt cold.

A long, thin bloodstain suddenly appeared on his originally flawless face, running from his forehead to the other cheek. Blood oozed out, staining half of his face red in a blink of an eye!

Strands of golden light emerged from his wounds and wandered among the dripping blood.

Seeing that Bai Ling was about to rush towards Xie Hanjing again.

Hua Lang, who was fighting against the big hand, heard 001 scream, turned around and saw Xie Han in a shocked state, and Tian Shu escaped from his hand——

The flute passed through the blood-stained white silk without any hindrance, and even pierced through several magical beasts that were watching them from behind.

The white silk fluttered and scattered, and the white silk was like an ordinary piece of white cloth, which was completely torn into pieces by Tian Shu.

Xie Hanjing pulled Hua Lang, with half of his body hanging over the edge of the pool, and blood dripped down his chin into the pool.

In the pool, dark red blossoms faded, golden threads twisted, and a scene even more shocking than the fleeting miracle just now appeared—

One after another, the Wanguanglian flowers broke out of the water, and the immature buds were forced to grow and bloom in a blink of an eye. The dazzling light instantly filled the shore, but the sea of flowers did not stop, and surged towards the distance.

The Wanguang Lotus bloomed one after another, and the vast glow drove back the evil spirit, almost illuminating the entire pond!

At the same time, a flute sound like the sound of nature was heard, clear and crisp. The sound of the flute refreshed the mind and eyes. The tired people were instantly refreshed and even felt that their spiritual energy was slowly recovering!

Under the sound of the flute, the evil spirit seemed to have met its nemesis. It first became thinner, and then completely disappeared. The big hand holding Hua Lang also disappeared along with the evil spirit.

The darkness pressing in the air faded away, and on the messy and bloody stands, the still neat and elegant Wu Tingque was revealed.

The monsters also stopped attacking and fell to the ground. Under the sound of the flute, they were forced into a deep sleep, curled up quietly, and allowed people to stab swords into their bodies.

…

Wu Tingque put down the flute, the sound of the flute stopped, and the chaos finally ended.

In the clear and empty space, only the remaining waves under the swaying lotus in the pond had not yet subsided. The water splashed onto the shore, and the Wan Guanglian grew ashore with the waves, covering the bloody corpses on the ground.

No one wanted to step on it, but they didn't know where to start.

Amidst the Wanguang lotuses filling the ground and the pond, the light of the jade slip was barely identifiable.

Silently, the words "Yan Rong" disappeared from the top of the jade slip, and were replaced by the following:

The three words "Xie Hanjing".