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Chapter 398: The Devil

"Are you going to leave Dragon Island?"

Lao Long suddenly changed his mind and asked.

"Yes, everything is done, it's time to leave!"

Qingyang nodded slightly.

"The Dragon Island has been sealed, and even the nearby seas have become a forbidden sea. Whether it is a person or a ship, it will collapse as long as it enters. However, there is no way to leave. There is a divine ship in the Forbidden Sea, which is built by the bones of the Ancestral Dragon and the Tongtian Divine Tree. It has been wandering in the Forbidden Sea and has been wandering for endless years. It can take the people on the island out of the Forbidden Sea."

Lao Long said.

"Yayayaya..."

The little guy called out a few times, meaning to ask Lao Long how to find the magic ship.

"It takes the nine-headed Dragon King to work together to summon the divine ship that wanders in the forbidden sea."

The old dragon was slow and slow.

"No need to be so troublesome!"

Just a ban on Dragon Island, how can it be trapped in Qingyang?

If he wants to leave Dragon Island, he can leave at any time.

"Let's go!"

Then, one man and two beasts walked southward. About an hour later, a small village surrounded by ancient trees appeared in front.

There are only seventy or eighty families in the small village, and you can hear the crowing of chickens and barking of dogs.

Qingyang, who has read the original work, naturally knew that this was a village where the indigenous people lived on Long Island.

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder what it is important to come to our village?"

A cough sounded, and an old woman appeared in front of Qingyang and others like a ghost.

"Don't worry, we have no malice!"

Qingyang said lightly.

"I am a guest from afar. If fellow Taoists don't dislike me, you can go to the village to have a cup of tea!"

The old woman frowned. She couldn't see through Qingyang's cultivation and did not want to provoke such a powerful enemy.

"Fellow Daoist, you have always lived on Dragon Island?"

After entering the village, Qingyang couldn't help asking curiously.

"To be honest with fellow Taoists, our ancestors were also people from the Continent of Eternal Life, and they ended up being trapped in this island. We are their descendants."

The old woman answered truthfully.

"Didn't Dragon Island be unblocked every few hundred years? Why haven't you left?"

Logically speaking, if Dragon Island is unblocked every few hundred years, these people should have the opportunity to leave Dragon Island.

"I can't live without it. When I was born on Dragon Island and lived on this island, my physical condition had long changed. I was like being cursed, and I couldn't leave this island at all."

The old woman talked, and they didn't want to leave, but they couldn't do it at all.

"Not good, that evil ghost is born again, I found his trace."

However, at this moment, a panicked voice came from afar.

"The evil ghost appears again?"

The old woman's face suddenly changed drastically, and she even showed a hint of panic.

"Fellow Taoist, you'd better leave first. That evil ghost is extremely cruel. It's very dangerous for you to stay here!"

The old woman kindly reminded.

"Is that terrifying evil spirit that?"

If Qingyang is not wrong, that evil ghost should be Chiyou, the legendary ancestor of the Demon Sect.

"That was an ancient evil ghost who lived for endless years, and was the only terrible ghost who escaped from the dead city..."

The evil ghosts have existed for endless years and escaped from the city of death. They actually originated from ancient times.

Back then, when this village was selected, it was not here, but in a more beautiful valley. They moved here only because they found dozens of sarcophagus while digging soil to build the foundation.

Later, less than three months later, an evil ghost appeared.

From then on, the nightmare in the village began. They were like animals in captivity, and one or two people disappeared from time to time. The villagers knew that the evil ghosts took the lives of those people.

The old woman's ancestors also resisted and tried every means to kill the evil spirits, but they all ended in failure.

It also attracted even more terrifying revenge, and for them it was an unforgettable dark time.

During those dark years, the old woman's ancestors discovered several older village relics on Dragon Island.

There are some records left in those desolate ancient villages. It was not until then that they realized that the evil spirit was an ancient undead, the only evil spirit escaped from the dead city, and was not something they could compete with.

It can be imagined that people on Dragon Island were blocked at different times.

The final demise of these people is related to the evil spirits, so they all left some clues to the point.

In ancient legends, some evil spirits that disturb the gods can rob the vitality of the world and make their ghost bodies constantly transform and return to their yang again. Such evil spirits are called devils.

Some records left in those dilapidated and deserted ancient villages verified this legend, and it was obvious that the evil spirits on the island were the devils.

Fortunately, the evil ghosts have not been rampant for a long time, only one year.

Once time passes, he will find the place where no one is, and fall into a deep sleep. This will take hundreds of years to undergo a transformation, and then break out of the coffin and absorb the yang energy again.

The old woman's ancestors had experienced two ghost catastrophes, and now they can be said to have withered people. If they experience another ghost catastrophe.

Then it is not enough to die for the remaining twenty or thirty people, and it is obvious that they will be completely extinct.

According to records, the devil has undergone dozens of transformations, and in theory he has already reached the state of perfection and has become an existence that makes God tremble.

However, the Dragon Island was sealed by the God Monument, and the devil could not break through the shackles at all. He was suppressed in the demigod realm, and he himself did not dare to take the risk of breaking through. Otherwise, the consequences would be terrible. God-level powers were not allowed to exist on the Dragon Island.

"He's here..."

A pale young man walked out of the dense forest.

The young man was surging black fog, and the biting yin energy surged out of his body, making everyone feel the cold cold.

On the pale young man's left wrist, there was a striking birthmark.

The cold wind blew again, and the pale cheek in the dark fog was completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

The young man's eyes were a little hollow and there was a sense of vicissitudes of time. It was hard to imagine that he was a devil who had lived for endless years without looking closely.

The more I stared at it, the more I felt a little miserable and scary.

"Give me the holy tree..."

The devil suddenly spoke, his voice extremely hoarse, and he actually wanted the little guy's holy tree.

However, looking at the devil's appearance, he was obviously a little afraid of the little guy and did not dare to act rashly for a moment.

For a moment, the old woman and others focused on the little guy. The treasure tree on its head had no glory at this moment, like an ordinary plant, inconspicuous at all.

The old woman and others thought it was this naughty little beast running around and accidentally being covered by the head. Now they realized that it had a great origin and even the devil was moved.

"Yayayaya..."

When the little guy heard that the devil actually made a fuss about his holy tree, he was immediately angry.
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