As Xiao Hei thought, this monkey was indeed put in by him, and he also intended to follow the example of Bodhi Patriarch, secretly instruct, and cultivate a Monkey King.

However, what is too easy to get is often not cherished.

Therefore, he didn't plan to give him supernatural powers easily, but was ready to sharpen his sharpness, so that this monkey could first regain his temperament, so that he would not become really strong in the future, and no one could suppress it.

I don't want the sect to be disturbed in the future, and I also follow a drama that makes a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace.

But there is one point, he is not joking, Wukong, as one of the four great spirit monkeys in the mixed world, is a Lingming stone monkey, through change, knowing the sky, knowing the place, moving stars and changing fights, it is not easy to match, although Xiao Hei Xiaobai is also the bloodline of ancient divine beasts, but compared with him, it is naturally much worse.

Maybe at the beginning, Xiaohei Xiaobai could still rely on his cultivation strength to force this monkey, but as Wukong was defeated and fought repeatedly, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and he waited for him to get out of the customs for five months, and it was really hard to say who would win and who would lose at that time.

But by that time, presumably this monkey has suffered enough, and if he understands his intentions, his temperament will be much more restrained, and it should become much easier to break his sorrows and practice education again.

Maybe in the future, this monkey that also jumped out of the stone can also become the fighting protector of their Xuantian Sect, and the second Monkey King may not be.

Breaking the sorrow in his heart, he sensed the fluctuations of the momentum of the battle outside, and the smile on his face deepened, but immediately, he shook his head, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate again.

At this time, he received the chaotic starlight, and the spiritual platform under the seat was surging, and with the operation of the Dao Law Zhou Tian, there was an endless vast aura like the sea, gushing and filling in this cave, every breath, the pores around the body, were soaked in the liquefied like water, rich and pure aura.

At the same time, there was no sound behind the broken sorrow, a round of sword fans unfolded, and the five Tianlin Gang swords flashed with a sharp cold light, hanging upside down, Xin Jin, Yimu, Ding Huo, and De Shui, the four colors were intertwined, and the four divine swords buzzed, and the sword chanted like a dragon, and the sword intent soared into the sky, twisting the world.

And in the midst of this, a pure and transparent Tianlin Gang sword, condensing immeasurable sword energy, swallowing the edge, under the tempering of these four five elements Gang sword, gradually from the bottom to the top, dyed a little Xuanhuang, the breath is majestic, thick and boundless.

This is..... Mito Mamoto!

After being silent for so long, he was finally ready to break through, cultivate Wulin Tiangang, and make up for this last pulse of the Five Elements Divine Sword.

"Boom!!"

Hundreds of thousands of miles away from Fangcun Mountain, on a scarlet land, the river of blood roared and surged, and the crimson flying snow drifted all over the sky, like a spirit bird splashing blood and withering feathers.

Here, it is the Blood Demon Gate, one of the three major towns of Zhongtian!

And in the depths of this demon gate, in a cold and blood-condensing blood peak that has not been transformed for thousands of years, in the cave of the cold mountain cliff, a strange and chilling sharp magic sound constantly echoes.

In front of the cave, countless blood lines were outlined and intertwined, and there seemed to be a strange prohibition blocking it, blocking this crazy demonic sound and preventing it from coming out of the cave.

Through the prohibition, you can see that the cave is filled with endless blood and gas, this blood is as thick as a rag, constantly tumbling, filling every inch of space, and you can vaguely see that there are hideous skeletons and stunning bewitching painted skin beauties flying and shuttling inside.

From time to time, there was a terrible and eerie laugh.

The thick blood qi soaked the inside of this cave into blood, which looked very evil, and entered along the Yongdao, in the deepest part of this half-mountain cave mansion.

A young man with a strange face who couldn't distinguish between men and women sat cross-legged on a dark ice rock, his face and body were as pale as bones, and there was no trace of blood, but his hair and pupils, and even the clothes on his body, were all blood red.

On his neck, there is a blood-colored hideous pattern, like a blood-colored earthworm-like blood pattern, like a demon, extremely strange.

It was the bloody Tianjiao who had been beheaded before, and was seriously injured in silence.

At this moment, most of his injuries have healed, and the fierce beasts like blood worms are swimming around him, and the solid earth is like a sea of blood, and the blood is rippling and rolling like a tide.

And the Xuanbing Rock under his seat is like a reef in the sea of blood, the sea of blood is surging and immovable.

Streams of extremely rich blood gas, with the roar of the surrounding blood worms, spewed out, frantically converging towards the North Immortal, and the blood and qi that permeated the entire cave house gushed out from here.

Above his head, a cloud of blood rolled over, and a mysterious long banner floated on it.

This banner is incomparable, the whole body is blood-red, as if it has been soaked and refined by immeasurable blood, there are strong blood clouds surging in the flag, and countless blood-colored skulls open and close up and down in it, emitting bursts of strange screams, and the hollow pupils of the eyes reveal a faint blood light.

There are also countless painted skin beauties, wailing and crying on the flag, flying and laughing.

The whole rod of blood flags, the spirit pattern blood is forbidden, and there is a layer of terrifying blood and qi tumbling out on it, like light, those skeleton painted skins, as long as people take a look, they can let even the divine soul be ingested and taken away, and with a casual wave, it is a boundless blood cloud rolling and sweeping.

It's terrifying.

This is a powerful magic treasure, called the Blood Demon Flag, which is the method of refining weapons handed down by the ancestors of the Demon Dao of the Nirvana Realm in the Blood Demon Gate, which is very powerful, between the waves, endless blood clouds rolling, defiling the magic weapon, eroding the immortal gang, and the female skeleton in it flies and roars, and the soul is broken, which can easily devour the monk's three souls and seven spirits, flesh and blood.

In an instant, only a piece of clothing and dry bones can be stripped of people.

I don't know how the North Immortal Sect cultivated this magic flag, so that this fierce and evil demon treasure was refined from the day after tomorrow and turned into an innate spirit treasure.

It's incredible.

There are countless blood-colored spirit patterns circulating on the Blood Demon Flag, and they are also constantly absorbing the rich blood qi around them, like a giant whale drinking the sea in the swallowing river, which is majestic and terrifying.

The more blood qi was swallowed, the more blood streaks appeared on the magic flag, and then it condensed and turned into a blood-colored river, which was replenished to the body of the Northern Immortal.

As a result, all the breath injuries on his body were recovering at an astonishing speed.

"Break the sorrow, after waiting for so long, you are finally found by me, you are afraid that you will never dream, I have already laid a soul-devouring blood curse on you, waiting for this moment to counterattack, even if it doesn't kill you, I will let you go mad and be seriously injured!"

Bei Yingyu's face was hideous and cold, staring at the picture on the blood cloud, and said viciously.