It is true that Wen Chunxiang was shrouded in black air, but it was not that he couldn't hear the sound of the outside world, on the contrary, he heard it more clearly than anyone else.

Whether it was the three monsters or the Eastern Heavenly Emperor Shen Potian who appeared later, or the words that Shen Potian said to Xie Zhenghong later, Wen Chunxiang heard them clearly. Just listening, those black qi still poured into his body in a steady stream.

On the other hand, the white peony flower was like a natural transformer, transforming the demonic qi that he couldn't absorb into a power that could be accepted, and the red bead of qi luck was fused with the demonic qi crystal from before.

Wen Chunxiang has been able to persist until now, thanks to the inheritance of the spiritual Heavenly Palace in his body.

But even so, Wen Chunxiang gradually felt a little powerless.

He felt as if he was standing in a sea of blood, with the tip of an incomparably sharp knife under his feet, and every step forward carried with a deep pain in his heart. The immortal bone spirit root seemed to be sucked out of the light, constantly washed by the boundless demonic energy and blood qi, and carved into the shape it wanted.

Under such pain, Wen Chunxiang heard Shen Potian call the little monk "Buddha." ”

What is a Buddha?

The Buddha is the next Buddha, and the Buddha is the only one who can open the thirty heavens! The Buddha is a person with a high status that these Oriental Heavenly Emperors and Bodhisattvas and Arhats do not hesitate to reincarnate to find, and they are also the objects that a little embroidered knife is willing to bet on with luck and red beads.

Wen Chunxiang has recited so many Buddhist scriptures and learned so many Buddhist exercises, and his understanding of Buddhism is no less than that of any Buddhist practice. He once thought about what kind of person the little monk was before he was reincarnated?

Don't mention it before, let's just say that they are the old monks of Shenxiu at the beginning of cause and effect. A mortal body, a magic seal after death can save him from the thunder. Song Qing was even more able to conceal the Three Thousand Worlds and create the illusion that he had ascended. Not to mention the little monk, the speed of cultivation is what he has witnessed, and the thickness of luck is also something he has only seen in his life. Is such a person really just an ordinary bodhisattva arhat?

Wen Chunxiang remembered that the moment he fought against Ji Xie, his inner demons came without warning and quietly, just cutting off all the retreats between him and the little monk. If the little monk hadn't come to look for him at the beginning, he would have returned to his position now.

The demonic energy in his body continues to spread, and now all he thinks about is Xie Zhenghong?

Wen Chunxiang knew that he was hopeless, but he was willing to do it.

This kind of pain is not without benefits, at least Wen Chunxiang is suspicious to keep his mind clear, and he can force himself to face those things that he is unwilling to think about. Knowing that what Ji Xie gave him was not a good thing, why did he choose to hide it from the little monk and hide it secretly? Obviously, even if he sued Xie Zhenghong, the little monk would not force him to throw away the red beads.

Wen Chunxiang knew that this was his distrust of himself.

He didn't believe that when he reached the immortal realm, he still had the ability to tie Xie Zhenghong to his side. Therefore, he had to take this red bead with him and let it grow and awaken. In this way, when one day you don't have the ability to go to the little monk again, you can use it to give yourself the power to take the little monk back.

That's right, power!

Wen Chunxiang came back to his senses, he was still standing in this boundless sea of blood.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the sea of blood was floating with blood blisters of a human-shaped face, and what was under his feet was not the tip of a knife, but a pile of bone spurs piled up from white bones.

The sea of blood was churning, and those bubbles were born and burst one by one, old and young, men and women, monks and mortals, beauties and beggars, with all kinds of emotions on their faces that you can imagine, but they didn't last long, and they were immediately replaced by another blood bubble.

Wen Chunxiang raised his head, the sky was pitch black, and he could barely see anything clearly.

"Ahh

The humanoid bubbles in the sea of blood suddenly opened their mouths towards the sky, and let out a terrible scream.

A red light shot down from the sky and reflected in the sea. The dark objects in the air also revealed their true faces.

The black objects that covered the sky were none other than human heads!

Those black objects are the hair of these heads.

As the red light fell, the dense human heads in the sky invariably turned their heads, revealing faces that were either hideous or resentful.

In such a hellish scene, if a slightly weaker immortal came over, he would have to shout loudly.

Wen Chunxiang didn't seem to be surprised, strolled past those bone spurs, and walked towards the highest peak of the White Bone Mountain.

He didn't know what had become of the outside now, and his perception of the outside world had been cut off unconsciously. But he knew that even if he didn't have consciousness, it would be absolutely impossible for him to attack Xie Zhenghong.

On the highest peak of the White Bone Mountain, there is a chair.

The chair seemed to be only one step away from Wen Chunxiang, but the more you walked towards it, the farther away the chair became.

"Back then, the Demon God left the method of condensing the Red Bead of Qi Luck, in order to re-use the collected blood and demonic qi as the key and re-pour it into the sixteenth layer of purgatory, so that the demonic qi of the past can be restored." A faint figure appeared in front of Wen Chunxiang, so weak that he could barely see his face, and accompanied Wen Chunxiang on this journey.

"But the demon cultivation in the Demon Realm is limited, if they are smelted into the Red Bead of Qi Luck, then even if the sixteenth layer of hell is opened, the Demon Realm will not have the ability to fight against the Immortal Realm. Therefore, a little embroidered knife obeyed the master's instructions, deliberately leaked the storage of the luck red bead to the demon emperor who thought he was ambitious, absorbed countless blood and qi through his hands, and deliberately divided a touch of the body into the world, and completely completed the luck red bead. But I didn't expect that just having this luck red bead was not enough, even if the blood sacrificed hundreds of worlds, it still lacked the opportunity to wake up. But the Demon Dao will not perish, and the balance of immortals and demons is the way to stability. The Buddha is about to return to his throne, and the thirty heavens will eventually be opened, and in the same way, the sixteen layers of hell will also be opened. ”

Wen Chunxiang quietly turned his head and looked at the figure, "Aren't you completely dead, Ji Xie?" ”

Ji Xie's figure shook slightly, as if he was laughing.

"Slashing Cangsheng injected a touch of its sword intent into this divine thought, and I and it only had this trace of divine thought left." Ji Xie couldn't help but sigh a little in his tone, "People are dying and their words are good, I chose to give you the luck red pearl because I wanted to help you." I just want to follow you and learn something about the past that I have forgotten. I didn't care that much about my past, but I wanted to know. We poured the last of our thoughts into the red beads, and in order to keep them for a long time, we never woke up. It wasn't until Hongzhu absorbed an Immortal Monarch that we had a little consciousness. And now, I know where we came from. ”

Speaking of this, Ji Xie couldn't help but laugh again. He and Qi Cangsheng have always thought that they are the demon king of the mixed world, hated by everyone, lawless, even if they die, they will die vigorously and chicly, leaving countless backs and legends for future generations. It turned out that he and Chop Cangsheng were just pawns in the hands of others, who were manipulated all their lives without knowing it.

It's a good thing if you don't know about it all along, but now you know it.

It's probably because he has done too much with the slaying of the people, and even if he dies, he can't die.

"Probably the ontology appeared, and in this red bead of luck, I was able to share some things that the subject knew by its power. I won't be able to maintain this for long, and now, I'll tell you what I know. Ji Xie reached out and pointed to the highest chair.

"You are currently the person who has the deepest cause and effect with the Buddha, and in order to balance, the Heavenly Dao can only stand on your side and impose the red bead of luck on you. When the time comes, the two of you will naturally separate, and the Thirty Heavens and the Sixteenth Layer of Purgatory will come again. So you can go forward without any scruples, and when you sit on the chair, you will get the full power of this Luck Red Bead, fuse the Yin Qi you absorbed before and the demonic energy of the Heavenly Punishment Forest, and become the Supreme of the Demon Realm! ”

Because of this, a little embroidery knife dared to bet with Xie Zhenghong.

Once Wen Chunxiang has these powers and becomes the supreme of the Demon Realm, it is impossible to stay in the Immortal Realm with Xie Zhenghong again. Even if Wen Chunxiang is willing, for the sake of Wen Chunxiang's safety, Xie Zhenghong will not be willing. From the very beginning, it was impossible to lose.

"Why are you suing me about this?" Wen Chunxiang looked at Ji Xie and said, "If it weren't for me and the little monk, you and the little monk wouldn't necessarily die." ”

"If we hadn't died, we'd probably have been reabsorbed by the body by now." Ji Xie shook his head, his face surprisingly clear for a moment, "Because neither I nor I are willing to submit to this Heavenly Dao, why is its will a qiē?" Wen Chunxiang, you are a miracle that no one can understand. The reincarnation of the Buddha for a hundred lifetimes, countless immortals wanted to get close but couldn't, but you crossed a qiē and became a Taoist companion with him. You are not even afraid of the identity of Xie Zhenghong Buddha, are you still afraid of this little luck red pearl? ”

"Hahaha, that's good."

Wen Chunxiang laughed loudly, "I don't even dare to let go of the Buddha, no matter how powerful this bead is, it is no more than a dead thing, no matter how many of these people are, they are just dead people, so what are you afraid of?" ”

Ji Xie smiled in return, and a touch of divine thought quickly plunged into this sea of blood, becoming the power of this red bead.

He and Qi Cangsheng sacrificed countless blood sacrifices for this red bead, and the final destination should also be in this sea of blood!

Shen Potian hurriedly grabbed Xie Zhenghong's shoulder and flew away, and the area where he cast a spell was engulfed by the black qi in the next breath, and he never regained it.

"Here we go." A little embroidered knife's eyes were full of light, "It was also the same scene when the Demon Emperor took away the luck red bead and fused it, no, that scene is far from being compared to it." Sure enough, Wen Chunxiang is the destiny of my demon realm, thanks to the Buddha. ”

Xie Zhenghong didn't speak, looking worriedly at the area that was engulfed in black gas.

"The Quartet Heaven will end here, and the points will start to be calculated!" Shen Potian pinched a few legal decisions in his hand, and the voice spread far away, falling in the minds of every contestant.

"How is it so fast?"

"Wait, isn't there a few more days?"

Shen Potian stretched out his hand, and the nameplates of the contestants in the Heavenly Punishment Forest suddenly glowed, falling on the contestants, and quickly teleported them.

Xie Zhenghong looked at the light on his body and reacted, "Shen Daoyou, what are you doing?" ”

"Xie Daoyou, you go first." Shen Potian gritted his teeth, "This place is about to be swallowed up, I know you're worried about your Daoist, but you're only distracting Wen Chunxiang here." Thank you Daoyou, for today's events, I will make amends to you another day. ”

After speaking, Shen Potian turned his head sideways, stretched out his hand, and teleported Xie Zhenghong far away.