Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1892 Everyone is my enemy except me

In the deep seabed, a man in black with black hair and black eyes almost blends into the surrounding darkness.

He raised his head and saw two conspicuous lights in front of him. His eyes were still calm, but the corners of his lips slowly raised into an icy arc.

You came just in time, just waiting for them!

The man took a step forward, a faint black light floated around him, and his wide sleeves flipped up, revealing two thin chains.

Just like two nimble black snakes, they pierced through the dense sea water and swam rapidly towards the two people in front, approaching in just a few breaths.

I didn't expect the other party to start fighting as soon as we met, without any nonsense.

Liu Qinghuan was shocked and took out the Xuanyuan Sword and looked at Nujiang.

"One for each person?"

"Split up and run!"

Liu Qinghuan paused the sword in his hand, and Nujiang threw a round bead backwards and crushed another bead at the same time.

Thick black smoke like ink exploded instantly, covering his figure and quickly spreading in the water.

The two were not far away from each other. Liu Qinghuan only felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and his face also turned dark.

There was no tacit understanding between them. He wanted to fight, but the other party just wanted to run away.

The thing is, if you want to run, just run, but at least tell us what you lost.

The sea water was already dark, and now it was even darker, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you, and even your consciousness suddenly lost its direction.

He quickly put away the Xuanyuan Sword that was shining with golden light, stepped hard on the ground, and the lotus seat flew out diagonally forward.

There was a "whoosh" sound, accompanied by the sharp sound of iron chains colliding, and something flew behind him, exactly where he had just been.

At this time, the round bead that Nujiang threw out first also exploded, and the orange-red flames exploded in the sea, like a big blooming flower.

The dead sea water stirred up huge waves, which formed a flood and pushed Liu Qinghuan forward for a long distance.

Looking back, the flames in the sea had not yet completely extinguished, but the black ink had already dissipated a lot, and a human figure could be vaguely seen.

The great demon's black hair fluttered as he leisurely passed through the chaotic vortex of water and fire, moving forward step by step.

Liu Qinghuan heaved a sigh of relief instead: the pressure of the Immortal Emperor's aura filled every inch of space here. Even if that person's cultivation was comparable to that of a wandering immortal, he was still under great suppression.

At the current distance, if they were outside, the other party could make them suffer with just a wave of their hand.

But in this realm, spells will be annihilated as soon as they are cast, and magic weapons cannot fly far once they leave their hands, so it is quite difficult for the opponent to hit them. They should be safe for the time being.

Looking at the Nujiang River again, that guy was in the front right side, with bubbles on his head, and his body below the waist and abdomen had turned into a fish body and tail. Every time he swung his tail hard, he would jump out a long distance.

Run faster than him!

Behind them, the big demon was pressing forward step by step, and its speed was obviously more than twice as fast as the two of them.

In other words, after a while, the other party will catch up.

At that time, whoever falls behind will suffer.

Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows: Nujiang only wanted to run away, and wanted the other party to stop and join forces with him to fight against the big monster, which was obviously impossible.

If Huang Long or Daoxuan were here, there would at least be some trust between them and they could discuss countermeasures properly.

But as for Nujiang, he was too lazy to persuade him and didn't even want to speak.

That's fine, then let's all try our best to see who runs faster!

After a moment of thought, Liu Qinghuan placed his hands on the lotus petals in front of him.

Pure magic power poured into the lotus seat like a tide. In an instant, a green light shone brightly, and the cracks on the outermost lotus petals gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, he threw out a handful of seeds, and countless green vines grew wildly, breaking and shattering under the heavy pressure. But some of them survived, and the vines intertwined in the rosette to form a thick cocoon.

The next moment, the cocoon rolled forward like a ball and almost instantly surpassed the Nujiang River in front.

The broken branches and rotten leaves scattered in the water, and soon turned into green spots of light and flew back to fill the damaged parts of the cocoon.

Nujiang's heart tightened and he swam forward even harder, but for a while he could not catch up.

His expression changed again and again. He had only heard that Dao Kui was very powerful before, so when he saw him for the first time, he was actually disappointed.

His cultivation level is one level lower than his, and apart from being able to transform into a dragon, there doesn't seem to be anything special about him.

But now, watching the other party being surrounded by countless green lights, destruction and reconstruction, rebirth and destruction, constantly rotating but endlessly.

Nujiang felt that he could hardly withstand the tremendous pressure, but that person seemed to be more and more at ease, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

Behind him, the big demon had closed the distance again, and the rattling sound of chains seemed to be in his ears, getting closer and closer!
Nujiang was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't care about anything else. An undercurrent suddenly appeared under his feet, carrying him forward suddenly, and he escaped the entanglement of the chains.

But the bubbles around him were pressed almost to his face, and his tail could hardly move. He became even more anxious and could not help shouting:

"Fellow Daoist Taiwei, we can't go on like this. He will catch up with us sooner or later!"

Liu Qinghuan sat on the lotus platform, holding the spirit stone to restore his mana, and replied after a moment: "Then do you have any ideas, fellow Taoist?"

Nujiang was speechless.

You can't just say "don't run so fast, just stand behind me."

He is very regretful now. What does the Locking Heaven Pillar have to do with him?
But he followed here for some unknown reason, just because he coveted the imaginary relics of the Immortal Emperor Haotian, which made it difficult for him to move forward and he had no way to retreat, and he couldn't even leave.

Looking at Liu Qinghuan's figure not far ahead, Nujiang's eyes flashed with gloom.

"At least before we reach the Black Rock Mountain, we can't let him catch up. We have to delay his progress..."

As he spoke, he quietly spread out his hands, and dark blue magic power surged silently in his palms, drawing the water around him.

The undercurrent is surging and dark whirlpools are gradually emerging.

But Liu Qinghuan said, "Nujiang, you'd better think before you act, the real enemy is behind us!"

Seeing that his actions were exposed, Nujiang was shocked and angry, and raised his hand and clenched it violently!
"Except for me, everyone in the world is my enemy!"

The dark seabed suddenly seemed to be swept by a violent storm, and the sea water surged to form huge waves, dragging him up and sweeping Liu Qinghuan towards the big monster behind him.

The fallen leaves are flying and the petals are falling.

Liu Qinghuan had a blank expression on her face as she took off the beads from her wrist.

Most of the time, he just used this string of beads to hit people, but as it was called Dinghai Pearls, it did have the ability to calm the sea and stop the waves.

Twenty-one round beads flew out, like stars, each taking its place.

In an instant, the wind calmed down, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped.

"You!" Nujiang was shocked and furious, his whole body's magic power surged, but he found that he could no longer create a wave.

Liu Qinghuan didn't look at him, but looked back past him, then controlled the lotus seat to fly forward.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The green cocoon woven by vines finally couldn't bear it anymore and burst open with a bang. The exposed lotus petals retracted inward, making a crackling sound.

At the same time, Nujiang's terrified scream was heard. He was locked by the monster's chains and was dragged back against his will.

"No! Fellow Daoist Taiwei, you misunderstood just now, save me..."

Liu Qinghuan turned a deaf ear to everything and let the storm rage behind him. His only target was the Black Stone Mountain.

The huge mountain stands in the darkness, but it seems that it can never be reached.