Linyuan Dengxian

The three Heavenly Yakshas yelled at each other, passed on the signal, and rushed up at the same time, their fangs dripping with saliva, and their sharp claws, they grabbed Su Luo head-on.

With no way out behind her, Suluo let out a loud roar, grabbed one of the celestial yakshas, ​​broke its wings with all her strength, and threw the celestial yaksha that bit her arm hard to the ground, and the third celestial yaksha had already climbed up. Her back was touched, and the saliva dripped on the back of her neck, which was cold and smelly.

Su Luo snapped Tian Yasha's mouth, roared angrily, and tore apart its mouth biting its arm. At the same time, it felt a gust of wind rushing over the back of its head, and Tian Yasha's fangs had already touched her soft neck.

Su Luo secretly thought that my life was over, but he didn't show any fear, and grabbed Tian Yasha's claw with his right hand, since he was dead anyway, he would break your leg too!

A chuckle sounded from behind, Su Luo grabbed the empty hand, and Tian Yacha fell to the ground with a bang, a hole appeared in his forehead, and brains and blood were gurgling.

Su Luo looked slightly relaxed, Fang felt that his whole body was in pain, his clothes were covered with blood, dripping on the ground, blossoming red plum blossoms.

Su Luo put one hand on his chest, bent his knees and said, "Sura Clan Su Luo, pay homage to Lord Saint Clan!" More than ten white demon lions surrounded the silver masked man on Bai Jie's back.

"Kneel down!", the man raised his voice and said, Su Luo fell to his knees, losing consciousness gradually due to heavy blood loss.

A slender and tender catkin stretched out, and suddenly pinched the wound on her arm. Su Luo was so excited that she almost couldn't breathe, but her eyes regained a little clarity.

"If you want me to save you, first promise to serve me with eternal life, otherwise, just die here," said a soft voice.

Su Luo gritted her teeth, her limbs and bones became numb and gradually became cold.

She put two fingers together, stained with blood, wiped her eyes, and said with difficulty, "Sura Clan Suluo, may I live forever, Lord Saint Demon!".

With a snort from his nose, Bai Jie raised his proud head, turned around, and more than ten snow demon lions followed behind him respectfully.

Suluo never thought that her life would no longer belong to her for the rest of her life.

Wuyou traveled all the way to the east until he was blocked by a mountain. At this time, the blood stagnated and solidified into a ball of blood.

Before reaching this mountain, the blood mist soared into the sky, reflecting each other with the blood moon of the demonic eye in the sky, which looked weird and mysterious. The rocks on the mountain were red and purple, and countless purple evil spirits were evaporating.

The rock-red blood was lingering with a dark purple evil spirit, which added a gloomy air. When he breathed in the boundless evil spirit, his heart felt manic and depressed, and a bloodthirsty desire rose.

"The Void Heaven Realm fell on the Blood Mist Mountain in the Demon Realm?" Wuyou frowned, and said sideways, "The Blood Mist Mountain has a strong evil spirit, so remember to be careful", Qing Xu nodded and followed her closely.

As soon as the two of them approached the Blood Mist Mountain, they heard a dull and dull sound. In the tumbling demonic energy, countless mephits with a body length of more than ten feet sprang out. All of them had bright red fur like blood, and black horns on their heads. Below, a wave of sound waves twisted and surged from the void.

Shrouded in worry-free divine light, the Wuji Sword erupted with powerful demonic energy, causing the densely packed mephits to slightly weaken their rushing momentum, and lingered a little hesitantly.

As if there was a layer of light waves vibrating the void, countless evil spirits spewed out from the blood mist mountain, and the mephits were frantic and restless, spraying like blood flames.

With a flick of her wrist, Wuyou turned into more than a hundred silver rainbows and slashed away wildly, crushing the magic bats. She stretched out her hand to hold Qingxu, and instead of retreating, she advanced towards the group of magic bats.

She recited the Immortal Jue, held the Wuji sword, and it turned into a black halo, which burst open, and after a few ripples, the halo turned into circles of invisible spiritual waves, sweeping away in all directions.

The blood-colored mephits that came rushing in like a tide, were flashed by the Lingbo, and suddenly exploded violently, blood splashed everywhere, turning into strands of pitch-black devilish energy and dissipating.

The group of mephits, as vast as a sea of ​​blood, was forcibly split into a path, and two figures rushed into the blood mist mountain with lightning speed.

Suddenly without a target, the mephit skimmed in the air for a moment, then retreated like a tide into the cave of blood mist, hanging upside down.

The inside of the Blood Mist Mountain is hollow, and it falls directly from the top of the mountain to the halfway point. It goes down along the sloping mountain, and the inside is pitch black.

Both sides are full of corpse-scented konjac, with purple outside and red inside, spathes with large petals, coquettish in color, like a blood-red candle inserted in a candlestick formed by wide purple leaves, exuding a stench like carrion.

"The magic flower is hallucinating, hold your breath", Wuyou said, Qingxu hesitated, and asked, "Do you remember the memory of God Taiyi?",

"It's all fragments. After reading all the classics in Wenshu Pavilion, I can barely piece together some of them."

Wuyou let go of her hand, his palms were covered with sweat, and when he looked up at her, she closed her eyes and said in a low voice, "Yes, it has been 600 years since you entered the fairy world."

The 600 years of solitude are more than passed away with the classics of Wen Shuge.

The more you go down, the more corpse-flavored konjac, densely surrounded, a two-winged viper sprang out from the corner, and just approaching the top of the corpse-fragrant konjac, the spathe suddenly opened like a big mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp. The spathe that the snake hit slightly bulged, and after a while, it stopped struggling and turned into a pool of blood.

The Zhixu sword whistled, and a clear silver glow poured down like running water, and instantly froze into corpse-scented konjac, forming a blue ice belt. Wuyou and Qingxu set foot on the ice field road and walked all the way to the mountainside.

"If there is danger, you don't have to protect me, I have the power to protect myself," Qingxu said in a low voice, she didn't want to hide behind Wuyou and be protected by her.

Walking through the corpse-scented konjac flowers, I saw a silvery-white dazzling light floating in the belly of the mountain, trembling slightly, turning into a white light curtain, filled with pure fairy power, surrounded by purple evil spirits, it seems quite daunting .

Through the spiritual sense, one can faintly see the figure of a nine-tailed fox in the silver-white light, it really is the Void Heaven Realm refined by Nanqin!

There was joy on Wuyou's face, and she held it with one hand, and the Void Heaven Realm trembled slightly, and it shot out, and landed in her hand. Looking at Kowloon glaring.

Rusting sounds kept coming from all around the mountainside, and purple evil spirits were seen scurrying wildly, and emerald green poisonous insects spewed out from the corners. There are fine brushes moving, making an unpleasant sound of friction.

"Let's go", Wuyou and Qingxu turned around and swept up, and saw a blue light flashing behind the poisonous insect, and two transparent wings separated from its body. After a vibration, they flew into the air one after another, and the evil spirit penetrated into the poisonous insect's body. Maniacally ran towards Wuyou and Qingxu.

Wuyou turned around, Wuji sword slashed in the air, turning into a black glow, pressing down, forcing the poisonous insects down, and there was a sound of puffing, the buddha buds of the corpse-scented konjac kept opening, devouring the whole body. Pieces of poisonous insects.

At this moment, the sharp voice of the poisonous insect became more urgent, and suddenly there was a loud hissing, thousands of green threads shot out from its mouth, and Qingxu threw out a golden pagoda, which spun around and sprinkled five colors of light , the green line collided, and burst into clouds of green mist with a bang.

An unpleasant stench erupted, and green mist filled the air in an instant. The moment the golden pagoda was enveloped, it suddenly turned dark green, its light was dim, and it fell from the sky.

"Magic liquid poisonous insects! It is highly poisonous!" Wuyou Linshen retracted the Wuji sword, and sacrificed the sun, the temperature suddenly rose, the real fire of the sun rose into the sky, the wrist rotated, the space fluctuated, and groups of red fireballs emerged one after another The moment it touched the green line, it disappeared.

The real fire of the sun continued unabated, sweeping past the dense swarm of poisonous insects, the real fire intertwined with the demonic energy, and exploded one after another. The poisonous insects frantically dodged, but under the fierce attack, they suffered heavy casualties and turned into a scorched mass. fall down.

There was a strange smell of grilled insects in the air, the corpse-scented konjac devoured the poisonous insects greedily, the spathe swelled and swelled, wriggling constantly, and a faint green color flickered inside.

"There's something wrong here," Qing Xu frowned and said, with a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

I saw the spathe shrinking slowly, emitting puffs of green mist, and flattened at a speed visible to the naked eye. The candle-like inflorescence axis and the wrapped spathe gradually collapsed, and began to rot and fade, revealing the mature and bright inside. fruit.

The rancid smell became more and more intense, and the longan-sized fruits gradually changed from orange to crimson red, and each fruit had eyeball-like marks on it, staring at you densely.

Wuyou looked at it, only felt that his mind was fluttering, and his consciousness was muddled, as if he had fallen into the illusion of countless eyes.

At this moment, a blue light on the surface of the earth hidden under the corpse-flavored konjac was erratic, and with the Big Dipper as the center, a huge and extremely mysterious formation emerged out of thin air.

There were bursts of blue light in the pattern, transforming into a huge phantom blue bird, bursts of hurricanes, whistling towards Wuyou and Qingxu.

The whole Blood Mist Mountain was trembling, the blue bird rolled the hurricane, smashed all the corpse-scented konjac and magic liquid poisonous insects, the poison, illusion, and powerful power were all concentrated on Wuyou and Qingxu.

From Wuyou and Qingxu falling into the illusion of corpse-scented konjac, to the moment when the blue bird pounces, although Wuyou has been on guard for a long time, but in a flash, he is in an extremely dangerous situation.

"Break the jade ring! Go back!", Wuyou turned his head and shouted to Qingxu, the divine power of the blue bird was above Wuyou, and the invisible gust of wind made the sky and the earth change color, and the stars became confused.

Qingxu's eyes regained clarity, and he looked at the huge blue bird in astonishment. The wind howled, and the smoke and clouds were like boiling.

Wuyou held out the Eastern Emperor Bell, pointing with two fingers, infinite golden light poured out, and there was a buzzing sound, the space shook violently, twists and turns, Ziji True Fire spread away like a sea of ​​flames, as if straight into the endless void, suddenly The loud sound was like the roar of a dragon and the roar of a cow, shaking the void.

The cyan wind and waves stretched for thousands of miles. The magic bat was shaken and fled in panic. It was torn into pieces by the blue bird. The monsters hundreds of miles away were all flesh and blood.