Chapter 1871

Zhu Xiuer said: "Qianhuan's sea of consciousness is really like a poisonous insect pit; so many went in one after another, but only you came out in the end."

Lingguang was also full of joy, but as soon as it jumped onto He Lingchuan's shoulder, it bounced away with a swoosh, pointing at his back and being suspicious:

"Where did this cloak come from?"

It remembered clearly that when He Lingchuan was fighting in Qianhuan's sea of consciousness, he only wore the black armor of the Great Emperor of the Nine Netherworlds; when he came out, how did he have an extra cloak on his back? A cloak that was pitch black on one side and blood red on the other, with a thumb-sized, dark red treasure bead at the tie, hanging right in front of He Lingchuan's chest.

And this cloak gave it a very sharp feeling, making it unwilling to touch it.

He Lingchuan flicked the cloak with his finger: "Behave."

The amazing thing was that after he flicked it, the cloak hung down honestly and no longer flew.

Zhu Xiuer saw the trick: "Eh, this bead has plenty of treasure light."

He Lingchuan didn't hide it: "This is the lonely city of Panlong in Qianhuan's sea of consciousness."

"Lonely city?" This bead is a city? Zhu Xiuer was startled, "Is it the Great Expansion Heavenly Bead?"

"That's right, Qianhuan snatched it from Panlongcheng more than 150 years ago and refined it in the Upside-Down Sea for 60 years, but didn't expect it to return to its original owner in the end." He Lingchuan was also very emotional.

He didn't know what was going on with the Great Fang Hu before Panlongcheng fell, and why it handed the Great Expansion Heavenly Bead to True Person Qianhuan.

Perhaps it knew very well that only by falling into Qianhuan's hands could the Great Expansion Heavenly Bead continue to stay in the mortal world for tempering?

Now that the Great Fang Hu let He Lingchuan bring out the Great Expansion Heavenly Bead, it was probably for the same purpose: to let this bead follow him and continue to travel through the human world.

Lingguang pointed at the cloak, its eyes full of vigilance.

He Lingchuan answered: "This is the Blood Demon."

"Ah?" Everyone said in unison, never expecting this.

Before entering the mirror, the Blood Demon was a ball of red mist; in the lonely city of Panlong, the Blood Demon was a strange-looking glutton; how did it become a simple and unadorned cloak now, worn on He Lingchuan?

Lingguang wondered: "You didn't destroy it?"

He Lingchuan smiled, casually pressed the Great Expansion Heavenly Bead, and released the Blood Demon.

As a result, the cloak behind him virtualized into a ball of red mist and pounced toward the little monkey.

The Blood Demon disliked its unpleasant words.

Lingguang squeaked and hid behind the Ghost Ape.

He Lingchuan only beckoned: "Don't scare Lingguang, come back."

The red mist drifted back slowly and turned into a cloak behind him again.

"I signed a contract with it, and from now on it will be attached to this cloak and fight with me." The cloak was a magic tool he bought from the capital of the Yao Nation, which had some wonderful uses, but had been idle. With the help of the Great Fang Hu, the Blood Demon successfully attached itself to the cloak, which was the combination of illusion and reality, and the medium was this Great Expansion Heavenly Bead.

The Blood Demon's ability had been fully demonstrated in the Upside-Down Sea, and it had made achievements even in the Immortal-Demon War. If it hadn't met an opponent like Miaozhantian, and if it hadn't met a player like He Lingchuan who didn't play by the rules, it should have been able to kill everywhere.

Lingguang worried: "Keeping such a thing, won't it damage your karmic virtue?"

It held a heart of saving the dying and healing the wounded, and always looked at this thing with displeasure.

"You said it backward." Zhu Xiuer took the conversation, "Letting this thing go is the karmic obstacle. Kid He controlling such a thing abandoned by heaven, not letting it go out to do evil, is actually a good thing."

Dong Rui looked at He Lingchuan sideways, the question reached his lips several times, but he couldn't help it:

"Old Clam said you are a wandering soul of Panlongcheng, this isn't true, right?"

The Black Armor Army led by Wanzai Feng immediately pricked up their ears; it was inconvenient for them to ask, but it was appropriate for Mr. Dong to ask.

He Lingchuan asked back: "What do you think?"

"Nonsense, you don't look like someone with deep hatred." Dong Rui scratched his head, "But you are often mysterious, that is true."

He Lingchuan often had divine strokes, often as if he had "divine" help; he and Zhu Xiuer were not unaware, they just didn't inquire.

Who didn't have their own little secrets? But being exposed by Qianhuan like this, He Lingchuan's secret seemed a bit... too big!

"Deep hatred doesn't need to be expressed all the time." Hatred is not something to be said with the mouth; you have to settle it, savor it, and turn it into endless motivation for moving forward.

"I am just the eldest son of He Chunhua, authentic and genuine." He Lingchuan knew that he had to give them a definite answer to settle their hearts, "I just accidentally obtained the inheritance of Panlongcheng. But after today, we are afraid that we will be at odds with the Heavenly Demon."

What he said to Qianhuan and Miaozhantian was heard by the audience in front of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror.

Dong Rui sneered: "Weren't you before?"

From blowing up the Star-Plucking Tower of the Heavenly Palace to laying out the Shining Gold Plain, he knew that He Lingchuan was aiming at the Heavenly Demon even if he was slow. This trip to the Upside-Down Sea just further clarified it.

Wanzai Feng and others pressed their hands to their hearts and said in a deep voice: "We swear to follow our lord to the death!"

He Lingchuan nodded, looked at Xiao Wencheng's remains beside the mirror, and sighed softly: "Don't judge a book by its cover; Xiao Wencheng made a contract with me before entering the mirror, which was to prepare for not being able to return."

Zhu Xiuer wondered: "I see him being timid, he really doesn't look like a character who dares to charge and explode Miaozhantian."

"This Dean Xiao doesn't have rich experience in commanding large-scale battles, and he is hesitant and has scruples in doing things, but there is one point worth praising, which is that he dares to take responsibility. Look at how he obeys Qianhuan and protects the Illusion Sect, but he doesn't put mortals in his eyes." He Lingchuan exhaled, "Why is he hesitant and have scruples? Besides the relationship of temperament, it is also because the responsibility on his shoulders is heavy."

"Those who don't need to be responsible can of course be unscrupulous." In the world he was in before, why are middle-aged people with old and young the easiest to be manipulated? Isn't it because they have to be responsible for those above and below, with weaknesses all over their bodies? "Heh, those who are reckless may not be true heroes."

After speaking, he patted the mirror lightly: "Illusion Sect."

Before Xiao Wencheng was summoned by He Lingchuan, he settled the Illusion Sect's troops by the Upside-Down Lake.

The Haoyuan Golden Mirror flashed, and the arrival of He Lingchuan and Zhu Xiuer immediately attracted the attention of the Illusion Sect disciples.

They didn't take two steps before someone shouted ahead: "Stop!"

The voice was very nervous.

He Lingchuan looked, and it was Lu Jing and others, the cultivators who sent them to Stone Dragon Peak when they first entered the Upside-Down Sea. It turned out that after so many fierce battles, they also survived.

The situation in the Upside-Down Sea at the moment left them confused, and their eyes looking at He Lingchuan were complex and unclear, not knowing how to deal with it.

He Lingchuan said gently: "The Great Heavenly Demon Miaozhantian has been executed, I am looking for Elder Liu."

This was good news, but also a warning.

Miaozhantian was dead, and Lu Jing had also seen the cultivation and skills of these few, how could they deal with it alone?