Chapter 542: The Demon Black Wheel Golden Small Stick

As the blood-colored gourd flashed, the storm that seemed to crush the void was sucked into the blood-colored gourd. With this strange gourd, Yi Chu flew a hundred feet apart in just a moment.

It was nothing for Yi Chu to be more than a thousand feet away. The huge palm flew behind Yi Chu in just a moment. The black light was like ropes, heading towards Yi Chu.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

The rope was approaching Yi Chu, and the blood-colored gourd was penetrated into the blood-colored gourd. The blood-colored gourd connected to Yi Chu's mind suddenly spewed out a bloody light when the ropes were collected, rolling up Yi Chu.

The blood was as bright as lightning, and in an instant, a distance of hundreds of miles was thrown behind Yi Chu. Yi Chu, who could escape from the Great Demon Reincarnation Formation after running for hundreds of miles, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

The huge demon black wheel is really not something I can resist now! Yi Chu, who was thinking in his heart, ran into the **** again, and felt a sharp golden light in front of him hitting his head.

"Strange, where are you going!"

The faint voice carried a terrifying force. If Yi Chu hadn't been good at this, he might have made his heart tremble even if he wasn't good at this.

The golden light slowly reflected into Yi Chu's eyes. This was a golden stick with a little golden light that stung people's eyes.

If the simple and unpretentious golden stick hadn't appeared in Nishuihan's hands, no one would have noticed it. However, Yi Chu, who had seen the power of this stick in the North Sea, was still scared and afraid when facing the golden stick.

The incarnation of the Nine Son Yin Demon, under this little stick, could be broken by a stick, let alone himself? As the thoughts in his mind turned, Yi Chu activated the magic trick in his hand, and the blood-colored gourd rolled up a hundred feet of blood and blocked the golden stick.

"Hmph", in a cold snorted disdain, the golden little stick instantly hit the blood light sprayed from the blood gourd. The blood light that has been something that has been able to be broken from now on, suddenly shattered between the tick of the golden little stick!

Stagnation, one percent stagnation, between the one hundred stagnation produced by the golden stick breaking through the blood light, two golden lights emitted from Yi Chu's eyes.

"Bang", Yi Chu's body flew backwards like lightning, and the torn pain came wildly from Yi Chu's body. His whole body seemed to be about to fall apart, Yi Chu rushed towards him desperately, trying to avoid Nishuihan's pursuit again.

Just as Yi Chufei retreated, a cold shout from the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace came from the void. The huge Heavenly Demon Wheel had already covered in mid-air. The irresistible tearing force surrounded Yi Chu's body in the middle.

"Does this old man really want to take away my body?" He was filled with unwillingness and looked at the rolling giant wheel, a deep sense of powerlessness hit Yi Chu.

"Dad, no, this black thing is too powerful. If you have enough magic power and sacrifice all the nine prohibitions on my body, how can you allow this black thing to be violent?" A sense of unwillingness came from the blood-colored gourd.

Nine Forbidden? How did this blood-colored gourd that claims to be his child come from? It is already so powerful after refining his one forbidden. If all nine way is refined, wouldn’t it be even more shocking?

However, this thought passed by in a flash. At this time, life was in critical condition, and Yi Chu did not waste much time in thinking. While the spiritual thoughts in his heart were turned, the fourteen blood gods who were possessed by Yi Chu were activated almost at the same time. When Wang Jianping and others didn't know what was going on, they occupied their bodies.

"Escape, scatter quickly and escape in all directions!"

Yi Chu, who occupied these physical bodies, did not dare to pause for a moment. These fourteen incarnations were the foundation of his life. As long as one could survive, he could rely on the magical powers of the three thousand blood divine paths to fight back against his true body again.

Although the consciousness of Kunpeng space can ensure that it is immortal forever, it will never be able to get out of Kunpeng space. Although there are many immortal stones in Kunpeng space, it is still too far from letting Kunpeng practice it.

At this time, whether it was Nishuihan or the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, they all placed their consciousness on Yi Chu and the blood-colored gourd. They didn't care about the ordinary monks who ran around like ants.

"Xue Mingzi, hand over the bloody gourd, I will protect your soul from immortality and reincarnation. Otherwise, I will let your soul be destroyed and there will be no place to bury you!"

The majestic and majestic voice cannot be rejected, and the victory is guaranteed to be firmly won, just like an emperor who dominates the heaven and earth, giving orders to his ministers. In this voice, there is a majesty that makes people involuntarily surrender. This majesty is hundreds of times stronger than any magic sound.

"Great head ghost for your mother!" The golden villain on the spiritual platform made Yi Chu's spiritual sense extremely tenacious. How could such a demon sound cause harm to him? After cursing, Yi Chu suddenly turned around and rushed towards Nishuihan.

Although he had already arranged a backup plan, Yi Chu was still not ready to give up until the last moment. At this time, only Nishuihan could save him under the black demon wheel.

"Zheng Master Nishuihan, I am willing to give you the blood-colored gourd. I wonder if you can protect me from death?" Yi Chu's voice was extremely loud, and it could be heard within a thousand miles.

Nishuihan didn't say anything at all, but the golden stick kept slamming down towards Yi Chu's head. Obviously, Nishuihan, the main sect, was about killing chickens and getting eggs, and he was not ready to give Yi Chu a chance at all.

The rolling black wheel and the golden stick each could kill Yi Chu's life. At this time, these two magic weapons suppressed Yi Chu at the same time. Feeling the enclosed space around, Yi Chu felt a sense of depression.

The blood-colored gourd did not emit consciousness anymore at this time, and I am afraid that it was the same despair as Yi Chu. The Blood-Crafting Peak, which was about a thousand feet high, was only a few feet high in the top of the mountain, and it was no longer possible to move at all. In an instant, the disciples of the Blood-Crafting Sect who were about to be destroyed with the Blood-Crafting Peak were full of reluctance at this time.

Elder Chuangong, the guardian elder, these two powerful men who had devoted their entire lives to the Blood Transformation Sect were frightened to see two treasures pressing over like a flood and beast, clamping Yi Chu tightly in the middle, and his heart was even more haggard, and he let out a sad cry without hesitation!

Their sect leader and their last hope are about to be destroyed in the Blood Transformation Peak. Could it be that the heaven really wants to exterminate the Blood Transformation Sect?
Chapter completed!