When Gongsun Yan left, only the blood-haired Shura and Liu Yue Niangniang were left, and the Xuanhuo Sparrow was almost negligible, basically following Liu Yue Niangniang and spitting out a few mouthfuls of painless flames.

Liu Yue Niangniang suddenly felt a sense of discouragement, shook her head and sighed lightly: "After fighting for so long, I still made a wedding dress for others." Purple Mansion God King, you have won. ”

"Wedding dress?" Although the blood-haired Shura was also hit hard, his fighting spirit remained undiminished, and he sneered: "Even if we make a wedding dress, he Lin Yi can't wear it!"

Liu Yue Niangniang smiled and did not refute.

At this moment, Liu Yue Niangniang had a seemingly absurd thought.

This Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion may be for one person!

Everyone else is just a foil!

This idea has no logic at all, and it is groundless, but from the various expressions after entering the Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion, Liu Yue Niangniang feels as if she is a chess piece to be manipulated by others.

This idea was just a bud at first, but as time went by, it continued to rise wildly, hovering in Liu Yueniang's mind.

Maybe the blood-haired Shura hasn't realized this yet, but Liu Yue Niangniang has relatives in her heart, and she really can't afford to set foot on the Huangquan Road.

There is already fear in my heart, once I get on Huangquan Road, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

Liu Yue Niangniang shook her head and said, "That's it, junior Shura, you can try this real treasure of the Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion, and I will leave too." ”

After Liu Yue Niangniang finished saying this, she took a deep look at Huangquan Road, the blood-colored footprints on the bridge were still there, extremely dazzling, and there seemed to be a white-shirted monk standing there, looking at her indifferently.

"You have to make some preparations when you go back, if he can really get the inheritance of the Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion, the future will definitely be a big trouble!"

Liu Yue Niangniang secretly thought in her heart: "But this son is from the Flood Desolate Continent, go back and ask Sen'er, this person has weaknesses, and he will definitely have a salary at the bottom of the kettle when the time comes!"

At this point, Liu Yue Niangniang beckoned to the Xuanhuo Sparrow.

The Xuanhuo Sparrow fluttered a few times, jumped onto the shoulders of Liu Yue Niangniang, and one person and one bird followed the Yellow Spring and embarked on the road of life.

In any case, this trip to the Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion was not empty-handed, and it still gained a lot of resources.

Liu Yue Niangniang came to the Netherworld Sea, looked at the darkness around her, but she didn't panic too much, hesitated a little in place, and galloped away into the darkness.

I didn't go far when I heard a sound of collision.

Liu Yue Niangniang's mind turned, and she guessed that Gongsun Yan must have fallen into the Netherworld Sea and could not escape, and was besieged by fierce beasts.

"Huh. Liu Yue Niangniang sneered in her heart, didn't pay attention to him, and galloped forward by herself.

Along the way, Liu Yue Niangniang skillfully avoided many fierce beasts, and gradually approached the edge of the Netherworld.

As a demon race, there are always some abilities that other races can't match.

......

On the side of Huangquan Road, the blood-haired Shura stood quietly, a total of eleven monks entered the Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion, and now he was the only one left.

Just retreat?

Blood-haired Shura is unwilling!

has reached this point, and the blood-haired Shura will never give up his efforts.

"Heh, if you Lin Yi can walk through Huangquan Road, I can't? You can go over as a high-level divine soldier, but I can't as a god general? What's more, in the next Divine City Conference, I will definitely seal the peerless, and the sky will be unstoppable!"

"Huangquan Road, I'm going to break through today!"

The blood-haired Shura fought on the bank of the Huangquan River, looking at the undulating corpses of the gods in the river, with a strange expression, talking to himself, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed terrifying.

As if he had made up his mind, the blood-haired Shura breathed in place for a long time, trying to regain his state.

The outbreak of the forbidden art has caused a great burden on his bloodline and primordial spirit, and it will probably be difficult to heal in a few years.

But as long as you get that half-saint-level treasure, all your efforts will be rewarded!

The blood-haired Shura took a deep breath and boarded the narrow bridge over the Yellow Spring!

"Boom!"

An unimaginable pressure suddenly descended, and the blood-haired Shura snorted, and although he was on guard, he was almost crushed.

The bloodline of the Shura clan was under this pressure, and it instantly boiled and became violent, the color of the blood hair was darker, bright red, and the eyebrows of the blood-haired Shura began to gradually change, oozing out drops of blood!

This is the embodiment of the flow of qi and blood to the limit!

"Ahh

The blood-haired Shura let out a long roar, the blood was angry, and the tart tart took ten steps forward in a row, all in one go!

Ten meters away, fleeting.

"Boom!"

The state of three heads and six arms emerged, and the power of qi and blood was superimposed three times!

The power of the primordial gods has skyrocketed again!

"Tart tart, tart!"

The blood-haired Shura's eyes widened, and he kept scurrying forward, and in the blink of an eye, he walked ten meters again!

Although the pressure of the Blood-Haired Shura was getting heavier and heavier, it was far better than Lin Yi's previous state.

The figure of the blood-haired Shura also began to tremble, but his fighting spirit soared, and he laughed and said, "It's so simple, Huangquan Road, it's not worthy of the name!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood-haired Shura's eyes jumped wildly, and he saw that Huang Quan on his side suddenly became irritable, rolled up a wave, and rushed straight towards the blood-haired Shura.

A fishy smell rushed to his face, almost suffocating the blood-haired Shura.

But what made the blood-haired Shura even more horrified was that the water of the Yellow Spring carried a sense of murderous intent.

"Can't resist!"

The blood-haired Shura gritted his teeth and took a few quick steps forward, narrowly avoiding this stall of yellow spring water.

The body consumed by these few steps is simply bigger than walking out of twenty meters before!

Blood-haired Shura's chest heaved and he gasped violently.

Looking at the distance of more than seventy meters ahead, a trace of retreat flashed in the mind of the blood-haired Shura, but it was instantly cut off by him.

"How could I lose to that Lin Yi!"

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the blood-haired Shura, and he continued to move forward, with a blood-colored long knife in his hand, holding the ground and supporting the pressure on his body.

"Tart!"

"Tart!"

"Tart!"

The steps of the blood-haired Shura became heavier and heavier, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't lift his feet at all, so he could only drag his legs forward.

"What should I do if the water of the Yellow Spring rushes up the bridge at this time?"

Before the thought of the blood-haired Shura fell, Huangquan suddenly rolled up a huge wave, enveloping the entire narrow bridge!

"Shhh

A tall stone shield appeared in the palm of the blood-haired Shura, and he placed it on the side of his body, curling his body into a ball and clinging to the inside of the stone shield.

The water of the yellow spring washed onto the stone shield, and the power was not strong, but it made a 'zizzle' seeping sound.

The water of the Yellow Spring, with a powerful corrosive force, is destroying the stone shield's defenses!

The light on the stone shield was fading.

This stone shield is an earth-level defense artifact, not even weaker than some heavenly artifacts, but in the face of the water of the Yellow Spring, it still can't resist it!

The blood-haired Shura was hesitating whether to move forward or retreat, and suddenly a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him, with a strong corpse qi, no divine power and Yuan Shen fluctuations, and a punch stained with the water of the Yellow Spring smashed directly towards the blood-haired Shura!

Divine corpses stand in the way!

When the blood-haired Shura crossed the bridge, in the depths of the Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion, a monk in a white shirt walked out, his eyes seemed to cross the void, and he saw the wolf-haired blood-haired Shura.

"Bloodhair, it's time to settle accounts with you!" the white-shirted monk whispered to himself with a cold expression.