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Accompanied by the sound of conch trumpets, hundreds of Asura warriors came running barefoot soon.
In the sea of ​​blood, elixirs and divine gold are most in short supply. The Asura clan can only attack other heavens and seize the divine gold to refine weapons. Therefore, the essence of magic weapons is far away under the Taoist sect.
However, they are born with many limbs, and can condense many magic weapons on them according to their natal magical powers, so they are not lacking in means.
A great Asura warrior condensed the Tao Yun on his six arms into a treasure fan. When he saw everyone running away, his face turned red from suppressing it. He blew a breath of demonic energy on the banana fan in his hand, and then it surged. It was him
Even the six-arm joint insurance cannot hold it.
At this time, the Asura warriors around him came to help one after another. They worked together to lift the huge banana fan and fanned it down fiercely.
When the old demon of the blood sea who was running at the front saw this, he screamed: "No, they are going to stir up the sea of ​​blood, stir up the filth deposited on the bottom of the sea, and fan the poisonous wind!",
The expressions of the group of demons changed, and many demons jumped directly into the sea of ​​​​blood to get to the bottom. Ling Gong quickly shot out pills one by one, and landed on each person respectively, saying: "Don't be afraid, I have an antidote here.
The elixir!"
The old demon of the sea of ​​​​blood ran wildly, and the huge demon elephant's body ran like the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering.
Its two ivory tusks kept sweeping back and forth, and said with a buzzing sound: "It's useless, the poisonous wind of the blood sea was refined into magical power by our blood sea demon path, and it is known as the Nine Yin Rot Immortal Qi. Your Taoist sect should be familiar with it!"
Ling Gong was stunned for a moment, then sat down obediently, and then frantically activated the golden boat.
This thing can corrode even the Yuanshen. The righteous path and the demonic path have been entangled for millions of years. Many immortals have come to Tushita Palace to seek medicine for this reason. There is no need to consider elixirs below level five. As for those below the Yuanshen immortals, Zhan
With this poisonous gas, there is no time to seek medicine.
The sound of conch trumpets, the sound of war drums, and the screams of the Nine Nether Demonic Languages ​​of the Asura warriors, every word of obscene words echoed in the sea of ​​blood, fell on everyone's hearts, and began to taint their Taoist hearts.
Although the Blood Sea Old Demon is not afraid of these, he can understand the Nine Nether Demonic Language. These Asura warriors have no culture and their scoldings are very straightforward.
Thousands of sentences overlapped together, which also made the old devil burn inside.
Immediately he rolled up the elephant's trunk, opened his mouth, made countless overlapping sounds, and began to curse with the Asura warriors!
Yan Shu quickly used the forbidden method to block Ning Qingchen's ears: "Don't listen, the scolding is extremely dirty!"
Ning Qingchen turned his head slightly to avoid it and said with a smile: "Brother, I don't understand!"
Yan Shu was stunned for a moment, yes! Why did he understand it?
The Nine Nether Demonic Words from both sides come and go, but the Nine Nether Demonic Words are part of the manifestation of the Nine Netherworld Avenue. The true inheritance of the demonic path has been secretly recited in the silent magic words to drive the demons they have trained. Over there is the right path.
Some people have already begun to lose their magic power and their souls are shaken.
Finally, the huge banana fan fanned several times, causing the bloody sea fan to fly up. The pus and blood at the bottom of the sea of ​​​​blood bubbled upwards, and black air surged up, glowing with bright colors and thick black color.
The mist is made up of countless extremely bright colors. It is unknown how many kinds of strange poisons have been deposited to create such a top quality product.
The Asura warriors with immortal bodies would rather run far away and circle far away than block the path of the black wind transformed by the Nine Yin Rot Immortal Qi.
There is still power as small as dust haze in the black wind.
The old demon from the sea of ​​blood took one look at it, and the soul of the dead was expelled: "Ecstasy Sand!"
The poisonous wind mixed with the evil sand rolled over the sea of ​​blood and rolled towards everyone. Seeing this scene, the old demon of the sea of ​​blood knew that he would never be able to escape the poisonous wind, so he quickly said: "Sink into the sea of ​​blood quickly!" He stopped.
With one step, he turned back and twitched his strong and huge elephant trunk suddenly, a hurricane rolled up, and the poisonous wind and sand that was about to catch up with everyone were sucked into his nose.
The huge demon elephant's nose suddenly rotted inch by inch. The immortal body of the demon began to fester. Even the strongest ivory began to turn yellow. Poisonous gas entered the lungs. The demon elephant's chest began to rot, revealing a huge...
Hill-like ribs.
The rough elephant skin, which was as tough as dragon skin and copper armor, was ulcerated over a large area. The skin and flesh of the prison-suppressing demon dragon elephant began to fall from the inside out.
Seeing this, the Taoist disciples finally gave up their hesitation and jumped off the golden boat like dumplings toward the sea of ​​blood.
As for the demon disciples, they are the fastest, followed closely by the Buddhist sect, and then the overseas immortal sect...
Yan Shu overturned the golden ship with his backhand, and dived into the blood with Ning Qingchen. The blood, which was originally extremely filthy, was contaminated by their protective fairy light. As expected, it only took away all kinds of heartless life, tiny insects, and those who came into contact with the fairy.
The light slides from both sides. It is true that the most filthy thing is the most able to cleanse away impurity.
Even the lotus flowers on the soles of Zhu Tanmo's feet and the round light behind his head were washed with blood and became more transparent.
The demonic dragon elephant transformed by the old demon of the Blood Sea looks like a rotting skeleton, with its four legs standing like pillars on the Blood Sea.
The figure on its back pressed his hand slightly, and the nine-yin rot fairy energy was refined into a black mysterious light, which spiraled towards the elephant bone. The water of the blood sea passed through the elephant's legs and was also refined into some kind of nourishment by the black light, and gradually
The skin and flesh of the giant elephant grew again, but its shape changed a little more.
The black mountain and the demonic body above the elephant body blocked a vague point within it, which suddenly opened up and turned into a hell.
The black light refined by the Nine Yin Rot Immortal Qi is entrenched in the hell. Countless ghosts and ghosts are soaked by it, and their skin and flesh immediately rot. Then the black light turns and turns into blood and water for nourishment.
The condensation of such a blood pool is the most important change in the phase of the Prison Suppressing Demonic Dragon from having a phase to being without a phase.
Demon Elephant Transformed into Hell!
Under the Black Mountain, a hell was opened, but it was the fourteenth level of blood pool hell. The old devil obtained the Nine Yin Rot Immortal Qi to refine the eighth phase of gods and demons, opened up the blood pool hell transformation, and once again moved towards the immortal bodies of gods and demons.
Take a step.
It raised its trunk and made the sky grow taller. Then, with a roll of its trunk, it rolled up the fastest Asura warrior and suppressed it in the hell.
The man on the back of the demon elephant said: "..."
The extremely pure Nine Nether Demonic Language made the chasing Ashura warriors hesitate. The leading warrior knelt down on one knee and said: "We can retreat, but we must put our companions back!"
The man pondered slightly, but shook his head and said: "I think your clan is also a man who can be trained. He will have his chance, so you don't have to worry."
After saying that, the demon elephant waded into the sea and sank into the sea of ​​blood.
Those Asura warriors discussed it for a while and felt that they still could not give up their companions, so they separated into a small team of about five people and followed them in the direction where the demon elephant sank.
The old demon of the Blood Sea suppressed an Asura. After being tempered in the Blood Pool Hell, it immediately provided him with a steady stream of mana and power. With the blessing of the Asura's power, although the Prison Suppressing Demon Dragon Elephant was famous for its great strength, its strength was still the same.
It was three points stronger, and the physique of the immortal demonic body was nearly doubled.
The old devil was overjoyed and said: "Sure enough, I, the Blood Sea Demon Dao, am my biological son, and the ones raised by you little servants dare to explode!"
"Suppressing one Asura has the power of an Asura. If you suppress ten Asuras, wouldn't it mean that you can beat the bodies of immortal gods and demons with just your strength? Unfortunately, I only cultivated a small hell of a blood pool, and I can only suppress three at most.
Asura warrior..."
The blood-sea old demon's eyes lit up. He now knew why the Asura warriors were even more angry when they saw him than when they saw the descendants of Shaoqing.
The devil is really capable of killing his own people!
In the blood pool hell, the Asura warriors struggled angrily, triggering a riot in hell. Those evil spirits were instantly blasted to pieces, and then the black light turned and they were reborn in the blood pool. At this moment, they were sitting cross-legged on the back of the demon elephant.
The man's lips moved slightly, and a loud and magical sound enveloped the hell.
The Asura warrior listened attentively, suddenly realized something, and stopped struggling.
The old demon had no idea, he only thought that this Asura warrior had been appointed, and still happily used Asura's demonic energy to hone the newly formed formless god and demon - Blood Pool Hell.
Yan Shu sank into the sea of ​​blood, feeling as if he had gone home.
He turned to Ning Qingchen and said: "Those Asuras are quite simple. I, Shaoqing, have fought with them for many years, and I know that although their temperament is explosive and warlike, they actually don't have as many evil thoughts as the devil! If it were just our Taoist sect,
It would be nice to make peace with them. Unfortunately, they are extremely jealous of Buddhism, have a grudge against the devil, and have a bad temper and will not listen to our explanations."
However, Ning Qingchen blocked the blood with her affection for the moon. Seeing that the path forward was cut off, even the reflected lunar moon turned into a blood moon.
She looked around and found that it was all the blood that Haodang had eaten. She couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Senior brother, don't think too much, we are lost now!"
Yan Shu uttered magic words, asked twice to the sea of ​​​​blood next to him, and said: "We are not lost! We are still at the junction of Guixu and the sea of ​​​​blood, and the position of the lunar calendar is very unreliable, so it is best to let it come.
good!"
The green bull stared at the sea water with all four legs, stretched out its horns, and sent the Ear Canal God holding a colorful carp in front of them.
The Ear God dipped his pen into the blood next to him, pondered for a moment, then drew a simple and broken stone bridge in one stroke. He threw the stone bridge drawing paper upwards, and suddenly everyone sank into the sea of ​​blood.
Crossing a stone bridge, a bright moon hangs high above the stone bridge, and the clear light shines on the bluestone bridge, which is quiet and full of tranquility.
Yan Shu struggled to swing his arms and swam upward.
The two of them broke through the water and immediately saw that everything in front of them had changed. The boundless sea of ​​blood that suppressed the heavy demonic nature was gone. They were surrounded by clear river water, but this water was extremely frivolous. If it weren't for the invisible force of the stone bridge not far above their heads,
Capture them.
At this point, the two of them should have sunk to the bottom of the river.
Yan Shu wanted to get up and fly, but found that there was no place to put any effort. Ning Qingchen turned into a ray of Taiyin sword light, cutting off the power of the river water to absorb them, and with the help of various things placed on a piece of gravel on the bridge
Caught in love, he flew up and landed on the bridge.
"Finally back to the earthly world!"
This is an extremely wide river, flowing slowly. The water is extremely cold, frivolous, and has a faint smell of washing away memories and souls. The two of them felt that their souls were much clearer after just one dip.
Of course, one of them has a strong sword and the other is bound by love. The memory and spiritual feelings have not been lost.
Yan Shu's eyes lit up, he lay down in front of the stone bridge and sunk his head into the water.
Ning Qingchen was startled and said, "Senior brother, what are you doing?"
Yan Shu murmured under the river: "This water can suppress the magic wisdom in my mind. I still overestimated myself. My sword heart could not kill the Mani Pearl before! If I can't hold on, Junior Brother
The line here is broken!"
Ning Qingchen was still a little worried: "Senior brother, please be careful and don't wash away all your memories!"
"Don't be afraid, my memory is imprinted on Shaoqing, and is engraved on the heart of my natal sword. Alas, maybe this is the fate of my Yangshen! I can feel the thunder, wind and fire against my junior brother's demonic wisdom when I step on it.
The tempering of Yang Shen is not worth mentioning! It’s hard for my junior brother to fight against the devil for so long before he can no longer hold on!"
Ning Qingchen had no choice but to protect him. When he saw a human head emerging from the river, he quickly pointed his Taiyin Love-cutting Sword and cut off the pull of the river on him.
Ling Gong was a little dazed, and it took him a long time to recover. He took out the alchemy furnace from his arms, opened the secret box and drank an elixir.
He was afraid and said: "It was so dangerous, my memory was almost wiped away! Fortunately, I prepared the Zhixuan Wenxin Pill in Tushita Palace!"
At this time, people were floating up from the Forgotten River one after another. Yan Shu used the Naihe Bridge as an anchor to lock this place. The people who sank into the sea of ​​blood could not hold on. When they floated up from the sea, they would return to the earth.
It would be appropriate for the road to return to Yang to emerge from the Forgotten River.
Ling Gong stepped forward and fed each disciple of Tushita Palace with the elixir, and asked them to open their own elixir furnaces and take out the Zhixuanwenxin elixir that transformed the original heart. Other Taoist disciples also had their own methods, and the sequelae were not too serious.
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Lin Mingxiu of the Shenxiao Sect had a headache. He had forgotten some things, but with the help of the elixir from the Tushita Palace, the operation of the high-grade elixir gradually filled the gaps in his memory.
But those junior brothers and sisters with slightly inferior cultivation are not so lucky, some even forget their own last name.
The Buddhist monks all climbed up intact, but they all had a bitter look on their faces, and even seemed to be reluctant to wash away their memories. One monk's lips wriggled and he said bitterly: "This poor monk's previous life practice has been ruined a lot. I want to
I don’t know how many more lives it will take to achieve true enlightenment!”
Zhu Dammo was surrounded by nearly a hundred lotus flowers. The lotus flowers were in full bloom, but they contained many unconscious disciples of various sects, as well as some unwilling demons.
Seeing the water of the Wangchuan River around them, the demons felt as if they had seen a ghost, and exclaimed: "The Wangchuan River! Is this the Santu River?"
"The Santu River is the dividing line between the underworld and the Yang world. It makes sense to come out from here, but why is there such an existence as the Santu River in Guixu, which is just an earth burial fairy island? Is this really a big world waiting to be opened up?
The prototype? Those big shots are buried here, just waiting for the opportunity of the world to open up and plan to live again? "
Xu Daofu said to himself.
At this time, everyone helped to pull their companions up. Among them, Ning Qingchen's love-cutting knife made the greatest contribution. She even used the light of the knife to renew the love for those who had lost their memory, allowing them to have a relationship with their most important person.
People's hearts are connected and memories are renewed.
Everyone thanked him for a while, and he opened up many connections for Ning Qingcheng.
A demon from the Nine Nether Demon Consciousness Sect said with a bitter face: "It's over! Hundreds of my demons are gone!"
A disciple of the Wuchang Sect next to him comforted him: "Reincarnate! It's okay, everyone is the same. I, the "Bitter Spring Sutra", am even worse. I don't know how many kinds of suffering I have experienced in the world before I developed a pool of bitter water. I can see it with just a glance.
A spring has been opened. It was just flushed by the river and all was washed away!"
Are all the basic skills useless?
The disciples of the Demonic Consciousness Sect just wanted to comfort him and secretly planted the Heavenly Demon at the same time. However, the regretful Yin Demon just fell and was destroyed by the slight shock of the Wuchang Sect disciple's true energy.
The disciple of Wuchang Sect looked calmly: "In this way, I can only use the water of Wangchuan River to practice my sect's "Wangchuan Bitter Spring Yin"! The road to forming elixirs is ten times more difficult!"
Seeing him pretending to be a coward, the disciples of the Demon Consciousness Sect left indifferently, spitting in their hearts: "I know you have hope for a high-grade pill formation! Bah, what are you pretending to do? You are still glaring at me, I have lost so many demons.
The head cannot be filled back!"
"If you have the ability, let me plant a demon and sharpen your demonic heart!"
Suddenly there was a loud roar of rolling waves in the river behind them. Everyone looked back and saw a huge demonic elephant crawling out of the river. They said angrily: "How come the exit back to the Yangshi is the Wangchuan River! This is
Go to my hell and empty it out. Whose hell suppresses only one ghost? What are you looking at?"
He roared at the disciples who were looking at him: "Look again, I will suppress you all!"
The ear canal god raised his little head slightly and stared at him with his hands on his hips, as if to say: "Steamed buns, do you have any objections?"
The old devil lowered his head slightly and did not look at the little thing. It couldn't afford to offend it. The more its cultivation progressed, the more it knew that this little thing was unfathomable. It was obviously just a hairy god. When I saw this kind of spirit on weekdays,
Even the old demons would not even bother to refine it into a demon!
When the old devil saw the ancient stone bridge, he suddenly said in shock: "Who built the great magical power of Naihe Bridge and abandoned it here?"
He turned to look at the other half of the void that the stone bridge spanned, and immediately widened his eyes and said: "The Naihe Bridge connects to Jiuyou, and the Wangchuan River flows through it, and behind the river is my boundless sea of ​​blood. This place connects
Santu is the place where Jiuyou, Netherworld, Sea of ​​Blood, and Guixu overlap. Who set up such a big picture?"
However, Zhu Damo noticed that there were two or three green lotuses blooming on the stone bridge. They had no roots or leaves, and they didn't know where they came from.
The old devil glanced at Qinglian, curled his lips and said: "If there are no flowers blooming on the other side of the Forgotten River, what kind of lotus blooms! Arty!"
At this time, even the wisdom in his heart raised his head and glanced at him in surprise. He had seen many demons! He had never seen one so capable of seeking death!
And he said this without thinking at all.
But after a while, wisdom has time to remind him to be careful in his words and actions.
"Some people are so stupid that even world-famous wisdom can't save them...and they only play high-end games! If he had a lower status, he wouldn't be so offended!"
The root of wisdom shook his head slightly, and he wanted this kind of fool to drag down wisdom. The most taboo thing about wisdom is that it is unattainable and out of touch with reality, so it must be dragged by a fool to roll in the mud in order to sharpen it.
Chapter completed!