The lotus leaves in the lotus pond are fluttering, the mist is thick, and by the pool, Jiang Zhen is telling his master Fu Shi about the news he has gotten.

Jiang Zhen knew the huge fluctuations, but he didn't expect to cause such a huge movement, first, let Jiang Zhen feel like an ant, this feeling only appeared when he had an epiphany, Dao Hai churned and reversed,

Dao Hai is an alternate existence of virtual and real that is constructed by heaven and earth and all business thoughts, almost representing the idea of heaven and earth jealousy of all things, and there is such a powerful master in the emperor Dao Tianque, which makes Jiang Zhen really surprised,

"The speed at which the blood of Heavenly Jealousy was condensed was too fast before, and it turned out that it was the power of primordial Heavenly Jealousy, no wonder there was such progress," Fu Shi's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all things, and he looked at Jiang Zhen and said,

"Master, this is that Yuantian ring, which has the seal of the power of heavenly jealousy and the power of the emperor, and it is difficult to open,"

Jiang Zhen said and handed a ring full of monuments to Fu Shi,

"Come, let me see,"

Fu Shi said, took the Yuantian ring, lightly pointed out, a golden true yuan turned into an imperial dragon, rushed into the Yuantian ring, although this true yuan is small, but the condensed dragon shape is lifelike, agile like a god,

With this true yuan rushing in, suddenly the light on the Yuantian ring was sheng, and immediately, a stream of colorful colors burst out of it, and the emperor's qi was swallowed by the imperial dragon sent by Fu Shi, and the power of colorful heavenly jealousy was condensed into a small bead by Fu Shi,

"You can put away the little qi, it will be of great benefit to you to condense the blood of heavenly jealousy,"

Fu Shi handed the bead condensed by the power of heavenly jealousy to Jiang Zhen, but did not mention anything else about the ring,

"Master, what about the matter of the Lonely City Ancestor?"

Jiang Zhen is very interested in the unintentional things of the lonely city, if the lonely city is still reincarnated, this kind of person who shocks the eternal and arrogant world, Jiang Zhen also wants to meet,

"Back then, the predecessors of the Lonely City disappeared after entering the Killing Realm, that is, the entrance to the domain, let's make a decision on this matter later, now let's go and treat Yanrao first,"

The Killing Realm is still an unfamiliar name to Jiang Zhen, but he knows that this must be a talent that can trap the intolerable worldly talent of Gucheng Wuxin, Gucheng Wuxin can fight against nine congenital realm powerhouses with the Merge Dao Realm, and when he enters the Killing Realm, his cultivation has already reached the innate realm, and the strength of his combat power is unimaginable.

But even if it was so powerful, it was still trapped, and the danger of the killing realm was obvious, and Ling Xiaowan was able to come out alive, which could be regarded as a kind of luck.

The three of them soon came to the figure still suspended above the pool, and several solemn Buddha statues were empty of everyone's minds.

"If it weren't for the Holy Buddha Cultivation Realm's self-sealing mountain gate and escaping from the world, even a corner of the ancient map would be enough to restrain him from turning into demon blood,"

Looking at the four corners of the ancient map in the sky, Fu Shi sighed with emotion, this supreme treasure, only the Buddha cultivators in the Holy Buddha cultivation realm can exert his power to the extreme, otherwise even if he is the emperor of the heavens, he will not be able to exert his greatest power, and can only collect more eight bitter diagrams to enhance his power,

Fu Shi walked to the edge of the water spirit strict pool, raised his hand, and the dancing smoke sealed at the bottom of the pool with the water spirit fairy gas slowly surfaced, the magic is that he has been immersed in the water spirit strict pool for a long time, but when he came out of the water, his body was extremely dry, without a trace of water,

The plain white clothes fluttered in the air, even if she was still unconscious, but there was still a kind of dust fairy, the sacred made it difficult for people to give birth to a blasphemous heart, and nearly three years of sleep did not hinder her growth, the original childishness on her face has been taken off, which can be called a country and a city,

At this moment, the death picture in Fu Shi's hand flew out, and the holy Buddha qi diffused out, echoing with the other four ancient pictures, four eight bitter pictures swirled around the periphery of the death map, and on each of the eight bitter pictures, the Buddha's phantom shadow was manifested, and the Buddha's light was intertwined, with the death picture as the center, a huge swastika Buddha seal was constructed.

The whole water spirit strict pool has become a golden world, the sky descends golden Sanskrit like rain, the water spirit strict pool in the spiritual energy is steaming, dyed into golden yellow, on the surface of the pool condensed a golden lotus,

Fan Yu fell with the holy mang, the moment it was contaminated with Wu Yanrao's body, he saw a black demon qi rushing out of the body to resist, as the Fan rain fell intensively, Wu Yanrao's body was also wrapped in a black magic cocoon, but the Fan rain was densely woven, and the demonic energy that appeared on the surface of the body was purified by the Buddha Qi a little bit, wherever the golden Fan rain passed, the demon gas would evaporate like steam, and the whole process went smoothly,

The sound of chanting around became louder and louder, and after half an hour, under the washing of Fan Yu, there was no trace of demonic energy around Wu Yanrao's body, but Jiang Zhen felt that a truly evil aura was brewing out of Wu Yanrao's body, and he knew that this was the real difficult to deal with his demon blood.

Fu Shi had never mentioned to him the specific information about his transformation of demon blood, but from the title of primeval demon, Jiang Zhen could imagine the horror of his transformation of demon blood, which must not be so easy to solve.

Sure enough, just as Jiang Zhen's thoughts were flying, a huge golem appeared on Wu Yanrao's chest, with blood-colored eyes, depicting the scene of hell, and countless ghosts appeared around at first glance, calling out, resisting the breath of the Holy Buddha,

At the moment when the shadow appeared, Fu Shi moved again, and when the whole body was truly elemental, the pentagonal death picture was combined into a residual picture, in which a trace of golden lines flowed, drawing a picture of three thousand sentient beings,

Immediately, a golden holy light shot out of this broken picture of eight sufferings, and a compassionate aura diffused in the space, condensing a Ming Wang's angry face, and holding a demon-descending pestle, purple gold bowl and other Buddhist holy weapons among the eight arms behind him, instantly dispersed the demon shadow on the surface of Wuyanrao's body, and then shrunk into a light and shadow, escaped into Wuyanrao's body, and began to purify the remaining demon blood in the body.

The two extreme qi of one Buddha and one demon flowed in Wu Yanrao's body, even if he fell into a coma, but his body still had a painful reaction.

Wu Yanrao's body has been stranded for a long time by turning into demon blood, and the process of clearing, but with Fu Shi taking care of him, in the end, there was no accident, and the demon blood in his body was successfully removed.