Immortal Mad Devil - Chapter 3463

The ferryman shook his head slowly and said, “the inheritance of the magic tripod sect should be based on the original life tripod. Only by inheriting and integrating the blood of the magic tripod can you display it. You don’t have the blood of the magic tripod. Even if you get it, it’s useless.”

Qin Huan was disappointed at the speech, but he was not too disappointed.

After all, he didn’t come for the inheritance of the so-called magic tripod sect. He wouldn’t be too disappointed if he didn’t get it.

Before he asked, the ferry man’s eyes fell on Qin Huan’s left eye.

“Your left eye…”

The ferryman just expelled the shadow from his body because of his left eye. When he woke up, he would not ignore it.

He seemed to think of something. In his dark eyes, he seemed to see the waves.

Qin Huan said, “this is not my left eye.”

The ferry man nodded and shook his head: “it doesn’t matter. The magic tripod sect has been destroyed, its blood has been cut off, and its inheritance is no longer. I’m afraid there will be no trace of the magic tripod sect in this world. What does it matter?”

Qin Huan smoked at the corner of his mouth.

When the ferryman said this, it was obvious that he did not really regard him as the descendant of the magic Ding sect.

Then the ferry man sighed and turned to the topic: “you are going up the mountain.”

Qin Huan nodded quickly: “yes, we want to go to the top of the mountain. Can you ferry us up, elder?”

The ferryman looked in the direction of the top of the mountain and said slowly, “now on the top of the mountain, it’s very dangerous.”

“There is a smell that pollutes everything in the whole magic Ding mountain. Its source is the top of the mountain.”

The ferryman said in a deep voice: “old man is no longer a living creature or even a spirit. He is just a memory left in the river to ferry for the devil Ding sect.”

“Even so, the old and decadent in the river was eroded by the smell and became the same as before.”

“With your strength, you can’t resist the existence of terror. For your own sake, it’s better not to go up the mountain.”

Qin Huan nodded and said, “thank you for your warning, but I have to go to the top of the mountain. Please wait for me to go up the mountain.”

The ferry man sighed when he heard the speech: “well, my duty is to ferry. As long as you want to go up the mountain, I can’t refuse.”

He shook his head and propped up the oars again. The calm river began to flow back again, along the river and towards the top of the mountain.

At this time, Mu Tianyu and others looked at Qin Huan strangely.

“Li Youcai, what’s your purpose in coming to this relic?”

Qin Huan smiled: “it’s nothing. Anyway, it’s not to compete with you for fortune.”

As the ferryman said just now, the magic tripod clan has cut off the inheritance of blood. It must be that the seven pole magic tripod will not stay. Qin Huan broke his mind and relaxed a lot.

At the moment, the identity of the young man in black is the first doubt in his heart.

Anyway, he will go up the mountain to find out.

“That’s the best, but even if you want to compete, the palace will not be merciful.”

Poison Luoying looked at Qin Huan with complicated eyes.

Qin Huan’s means and strength just now were far beyond her imagination.

She never thought that the young friar she caught was the first demon in the rumored land of demons.

Now, with Qin Huan’s strength, even Mu Tianyu was afraid. If he wanted to kill her before, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be very difficult.

Qin Huan didn’t pay attention to the thoughts of Scorpio palace.

He sat in the bow of the boat. Since his identity had been exposed, he simply stopped threatening his appearance and recovered his original appearance. He was dressed in white and handsome.

Scorpio palace is full of nuns. At this time, their eyes fell on Qin Huan. Many of them were fascinated by Qin Huan’s style just now.

Although they are all friars in the nether abyss realm and not casual young family disciples, they have never seen Qin Huan’s talent and style in the whole demon land.

It was a pity that Qin Huan ignored these eyes. Instead, he looked at the ferry.

“Senior, there are other six roads similar to senior. If they are eroded like senior, will they become something else?”

The ferry man sighed slightly: “maybe, today’s magic Ding mountain is very different from before. Even the old man can’t understand it, but each road has its own guide. If they are eroded, I’m afraid it’s more dangerous than the old man.”

Qin Huan thought to himself that the others who went up the mountain from the other six roads would not feel well, and he didn’t know how many people could live to the top of the mountain.

Seeing the scenery on both sides of the Strait passing rapidly, ferries passed by, but the ferries didn’t stop this time.

The shore on the ferry is shrouded in thick fog. You can’t see the scenery clearly, but you can vaguely see the outline of one of the buildings.

The ferryman seemed to notice Qin Huan’s eyes and said faintly, “from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, every ferry is connected to a branch of the magic Ding sect. There are countless disciples in each branch. There is also a Ding Zun sitting in the town. The closer it is to the top of the mountain, the closer it is to the place where the patriarch is, and the stronger the strength of the Ding Zun will be.”

“If you want to become a tripod master, you must refine at least one sub supreme divine tripod. As a life tripod, you have half a step of supreme strength.”

“And the most powerful tripods are the real supreme.”

“The tripod masters closest to the top of the mountain have sublimated their blood, returned to the gods and Demons and took charge of the supreme god tripod.”

Qin Huan was shocked, but seeing that the magic tripod mountain was so huge that it could not be less than 100 million miles up and down, we can imagine how many strong people there were at the peak of the magic tripod sect.

Qin Huan was shocked by more than a dozen supreme lords of the Hunyuan Shenzong. Now it seems that the magic Ding sect at its peak is not much worse.

“However, they have now turned into clouds and smoke.”

The words of the ferry man seemed to be for Qin Huan, and it seemed that he was feeling. His voice was drifting.

Qin Huan asked in a deep voice, “Sir, why did the magic tripod sect perish? Was it because of the war of annihilation?”

The ferry man was silent this time.

After a long time, he said, “it’s because of the will of chaos.”

“Chaotic will?” Qin Huan was stunned. “Does chaos also have a will?”

All things in heaven and earth were born in chaos, but before the father of heaven combined the Tao with the body, there was no theory of the Tao of heaven, and heaven and Earth naturally had no will.

The ferry man shook his head and said, “maybe the magic tripod sect chose the wrong way.”

After that, the ferryman didn’t speak again and kept silent. No matter what Qin Huan asked, he didn’t answer.

In this silence, more than two years passed in the blink of an eye, and the small wooden boat finally approached the top of the mountain.