The sound was like someone whispering or whispering, no specific words, no specific words, just a sound, but it felt like a muffled drum ringing in one's heart.
The whole city began to shake and even collapse. The cracked ground was vaguely glowing with a blood-red light, and countless liquids that looked like blood and magma flowed from it. Looking down, the whole underground looked like a volcano about to erupt, crimson and rolling.
At the same time, Han Qianqian felt an extremely strong pressure coming from underneath the city.
Even though Han Qianqian had met many experts along the way, he had to admit that this aura was so powerful that it could definitely be ranked among them.
Moreover, it was definitely one of the top few numbers.
Even Han Qianqian, who had become a demon, could not help but frown at this point.
The evil Taotie over there, seemingly sensing the danger approaching, roared in anger, the eyes in his belly, staring intently at everything around him.
Boom!
A loud sound, countless slurry erupted from the cracks in the ground, like countless claws and teeth sticking out of the ground, flying directly towards Han Qianqian and the Evil Taotie, one man and one beast jumped up in the air, Han Qianqian fiercely one hand is a punch of energy over.
However, this energy hit, Han Qianqian's jaw dropped, as if it was like a dog being beaten by a meat bag, it simply did not return.
What was this?
Given Han Qianqian's power, I was afraid that it was not often that he was able to eat and devour something like this.
But what is this thing? It could actually cancel out Han Qianqian's energy and even engulf it ......
The lava that burst out was already bursting high, like vines, and turned into tentacles to attack the man and the beast, trying to catch them.
Han Qianqian's body was agile, and he turned around quickly to break free, but when he looked back he heard a roar, and when he looked up, the evil Taotie was not sure if he was not as agile as Han Qianqian, or if he simply did not bother to dodge, but in a few moments, those flaming tentacles had bound him, and more and more vines trapped him tightly, and even a huge thing like him could not break free.
The most terrifying thing was that the Evil Taotie's body was constantly covered in black smoke, and although the vines were in the shape of vines, their bodies were always flames, and once they were attached to the Evil Taotie's body, they burst into flames.
Even as strong as it is, it is still under the fire and cannot help but roar in pain.
Han Qianqian frowned and swept his gaze straight across the entire ground, which was already completely squirming madly at this point, as if it was experiencing a crazy earthquake of unknown tens of levels.
"Break!"
With a cold voice, Han Qianqian held his jade sword, drawing the thunder of the thunder dragon, and attacked the vines that were twisting around the Evil Taotie's body with his sword.
With this sword, although the vines seemed to be broken, in the next second, some of the broken vines reassembled themselves, while some of the flames emblematically formed into a bloody mouth that roared towards Han Qianqian.
With this roar, an extremely dry air instantly hit his face, and in addition to a very strong dry heat, it also pushed Han Qianqian a few metres away.
At the same time, there were countless other vines coming towards Han Qianqian again.
"Seventy-two divine swords."
With a roar of anger, Han Qianqian's hands moved extremely fast, and as he steadied himself, he waved the 72-way divine sword wildly, snapping off the elongated vines.
Only when he landed higher did it dawn on him that even though he thought he had dodged it perfectly, the corners of his clothes were still burning with ashes.
"What a strong fellow." Han Qianqian gazed coldly at those cracks in the ground, and he had a vague feeling that there seemed to be some huge fellow hidden beneath the molten lava of this ground.
"Injuring my puppet and damaging my men, mole, how dare you."
Almost at the same time, the voice that had been incomparably low before, at this moment, faintly spoke out, his tone not heavy, but extremely dignified.
At the same time as he spoke, several more vines attacked Han Qianqian again.
After Han Qianqian dodged them, he stood up slightly and looked into the crack in the ground: "Who are you again?"
As Han Qianqian finished speaking, the demonic aura in his blood-red eyes flourished and his killing intent rose wildly.
"Oh, the ancestor of heaven and the mother of earth, I am not the ancestor of heaven, I am the mother of earth!" The voice coldly returned.
"Mother Earth?"
"Or, you can call me the King of the Pale Ming like those mundanes!"