"Don't talk nonsense! I've been preparing for today for a whole thousand years, and if you ask me to give up, I'll give up? If you have to stop me, I can only give it a go, either live or die!"

The Blood Demon slowly raised his head, his eyes were like demons in the netherworld, evil and violent, locked on Chongyuan, who looked like an old dragon bell.

"Lao Qu has been staying here for thousands of years, the only purpose is to sit in the center, to prevent you from escaping the formation, thousands of years ago you demon might, looking at the whole world, there are few people who can fight, our Buddhism in order to subdue you, paid a heavy price, but even if the old man in the end of the sacrificial technique, cut off your head, but also powerless, can not destroy your body of blood and flesh condensed into the blood and demons, even if you destroy your body, will release ten thousand people to complain about the heaven and earth, endanger the common people, this is the use of this strategy, you will be forever sealed, slowly wear out, for this reason, my Buddhism once again lost the six elders！”

Although Chongyuan's face was compassionate and his voice was calm, Wang Fan could feel his sentimentality.

Also, in order to subdue a demon, he paid such a big price, died so many people, and even sat down himself, who can not be sad?

Although he said that the four major members of the family were empty and insisted on the equality of all beings, but people have feelings, and people will be sad, although Chongyuan did not want to split, and pointed at the blood demon with tears in his eyes and scolded, but he said so many words, and he expressed the same meaning, that is: You have killed so many people from me, whether it is public or private, I will not let you escape!

"Hahahaha, old bald donkey, it's good to tell the truth at last, isn't that good? If you want to be so sanctimonious again, I'm about to throw up!" the Blood Demon suddenly laughed arrogantly, "A grudge is a grudge, why do you say that? You can't take revenge with just one mouth!" I killed countless disciples of your sect, and you also beheaded me and imprisoned me for a thousand years, so we have a deep blood feud between each other, and it is not a child's house, you punch me, I punch you is even, this kind of hatred has always been only resolved with the baptism of blood and fire, so today, either you live or die!"

"Amitabha, the old man has long since died, thousands of years ago he did not hesitate to hide his skin, and now how can he be greedy for the world, what the old man wants, only to get rid of the demon guard Dao ear!"

Wang Fan called Shang Moyu to step back a bit, and used the Panying Sword to stimulate the sword light to form a shield to protect the two of them.

The conversation between Chongyuan and the Blood Demon was not concealed in the slightest, so Wang Fan and Mo Yu could naturally hear it, and when the abbot of Chongyuan said that paragraph, Wang Fan knew that the negotiation was nothing more than the wishful thinking of the Blood Demon, and the abbot of Chongyuan did not give him a chance to escape at all, and he faintly had the intention of completely killing the head of the Blood Demon, after all, thousands of years have passed, and the Blood Demon has long since lost its majesty, and it is not impossible to completely get rid of it.

So next, a big battle that is about to take place is definitely a rare battle in the world, Wang Fan doesn't want to suffer from the pond fish, not to mention that there is Xiaoyu standing next to him!

……

In the sky not far away, as Wang Fan expected, after Chongyuan finished saying the four words of Demon Elimination and Guardian Dao, he didn't even wait for the Blood Demon to say another word, so he slashed the big knife and bullied himself.

The Blood Demon knew that this battle could not be escaped, and Chongyuan would never give him a chance to break through the formation and escape, at this moment, there was only one way to survive in front of it, and that was to kill Chongyuan!

He let out a high-pitched whistling sound, and his voice went up to the nine heavens and down into the netherworld, which could pierce through the golden stone and capture the soul.

This is the magic sound, a powerful means of attack, if a mortal hears it, his soul will instantly leave his body and his body will collapse.

Chongyuan also received some influence, his body slowed down a little, that is, he was caught by the blood demon, and a black giant claw entwined with demonic energy slammed into his chest.

"Dangchang"

Chongyuan was knocked back ten meters, and there was a deep black paw print on Jin Cancan's chest, as if there was still corpse poison, which was eroding the surrounding skin.

"Ahh

But it was the Blood Demon who screamed.

Wang Fan turned his head to look, only to see that the blood demon's head was actually split in half from top to bottom, although the flesh and blood squirmed and quickly recovered, but that kind of severe pain must be very perverted when you think about it.

Killing sacrificed everything he had in exchange for a brilliant record of a sword piercing his head, but Chongyuan casually slashed his head and covered his face, which was already not far behind, which shows how terrible his strength is.

"Don't forget, don't forget, you are no longer the blood demon of a thousand years ago, although I am not as far away as before, but the situation is much better than yours, after all, one is the suppressor, and the other is the suppressed. ”

The Blood Demon gave him a resentful look, his eyes as if he wanted to devour his life alive, he didn't say a word, and after the wound healed, he rushed up again, completely fighting for his life.

Chongyuan was not afraid to exchange injuries for injuries with it at all, he couldn't ask for it!

drink

The old monk shouted violently, as if the spring thunder suddenly sounded, deafening.

The sword is bright, with an indomitable and fearless momentum, and it also contains the artistic conception of the solemn and majestic Buddha.

The blood demon is extremely evil, demonic energy, resentment, blood energy, and ghost energy, mixed together, forming a very evil and terrifying force, which is not only extremely powerful, but also weird, vicious, and unguardable.

The collision of the two powerhouses can be described as earth-shattering, even greater than the movement of Wang Fan and the blood demon just now, at this time, the blood demon has performed the magic skill at the bottom of the box, this kind of magic skill must have great side effects, otherwise it is impossible to improve the combat effectiveness to such a terrifying point, it is simply the more brave the more you fight, the stronger you are, at the beginning you were pressed and beaten by Chongyuan, but after a period of time, you can actually compete with him, and as the fight becomes more and more intense, the injury is getting more and more serious, and his strength has not stopped.

Bang

The two were temporarily separated, Chongyuan was covered with wounds, paw prints, fist marks, and in some places it was even transparent from front to back, and a large piece of meat was actually gnawed off from his abdomen, leaking out the internal organs.

But Chongyuan is no longer a mortal body, he refined his body into a part of the formation thousands of years ago, and the current Chongyuan body is just a weapon that has no pain, no vital signs, and is tireless.

Sure enough, wisps of golden light bloomed on his body, which was the energy provided by the formation under their feet, and these golden energies only swam around Chongyuan's body, and all his injuries were completely healed, and even his breath returned to the way it was before the battle, without any loss at all.

On the other hand, the blood demon, although he also has a perverted self-healing ability, but the energy required for self-healing comes from himself, so his lack of strength is a loss, but his combat effectiveness has not decreased at all, but has been improving, this completely unreasonable contradiction happened to the blood demon.

"Amitabha, the curse of slaughtering the gods with a hundred deaths, thousands of years ago, you relied on this magic skill to kill countless of my Buddhist disciples. Chongyuan's face was expressionless, but his eyes were cold, "But the old trick is repeated, do you really think you can get out of trouble with it?"

(End of chapter)