Really, it's the ultimate coincidence.

Wu Tie had just used death threats to force Vulture Wushuang to accept his Dharma ban, and used the Red Lotus Temple's forcible transformation method to control a little innate aura at the core of his divine soul, completely controlling his life and death.

The method of the Red Lotus Temple is extremely domineering.

After being tempered and refined, the rich demonic aura around Vulture Wushuang's body suddenly dissipated, and each feather faintly spewed out a trace of glazed treasure light.

Although in his bones, he is still a giant demon.

But judging from the appearance, Eagle Wushuang has become the most hated Buddhist disciple in the Western Demon Kingdom.

Tie Sanhua and Hei Lao Qi fought for a while, and after making an appointment to gamble on the fight the next time they met, the vulture Wushuang, who was forcibly subdued, screamed sadly, turned into his original form, and flew towards the Blood Hell Mountain with Wu Tie and his party weakly.

Because of his low mood, Eagle Musou flies very slowly. Wu Tie was satisfied, and he was very considerate of Vulture's mood at the moment, so he didn't urge or scold him.

Instead, Tetsu Sanhua was bouncing around on Vultur's back, excited and happy.

Defeated and subdued Eagle Wushuang, and at the same time showed off his majesty in front of Hei Lao Qi - look, the distinguished guests we invited to Iron Arm Mountain are so powerful, Eagle Wushuang said that he would accept it as a mount, and he would accept it as a mount, right!

The monkey nature is like this, and when there is something proud, it jumps around happily.

After jumping for a while, Tie Sanhua took a group of monkey heads and flipped around on Vulture Wushuang's back, as if looking for fleas for the little monkey cubs, turning up the feathers on Vulture Wushuang's back one by one, and I don't know what they were tossing.

In short, when he arrived at the Blood Hell Mountain, Vulture Wushuang had become extremely embarrassed, and his feathers were messy, just like an old hen that had been haired by a monkey, with an inexplicable embarrassment and desolation in his bones.

Just when the vulture Wushuang flew in front of the Blood Hell Mountain, less than a hundred miles away from the first blood river in the Blood Hell Mountain, a cloud in the distance sped at an extremely terrifying speed, and he came to Wu Tie and the others in a flash.

The King of the Vulture arrived, yelling and scolding in the direction of the Blood Hell Mountain.

Vulture Wushuang's whole body shook, his dim eyes suddenly lit up, and he screamed in his throat: "Daddy...... Help me!"

The Vulture King turned around suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he stared at Wu Tie and his party. He was still in the original form of an old vulture at the moment, and the head of a large sleek vulture was rapidly engorged, turning black and red from Guanglulu's neck to the top of his head.

The feathers all over his body stood up one by one, and countless complex strange runes appeared on the feathers, and the Moyun Vulture King looked at the vulture Wushuang who was rippling with a layer of glazed treasure light all over his body, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You, you, how dare you make my family unequaled into such a person who is not a ghost or a ghost!"

In the eyes of the Moyun Vulture King, the Vulture Wushuang at this moment was revealing a trace of glazed treasure light, just like a baby of the human race who had been thrown into a dung pit, and his whole body exuded a sense of disgust that made the demon clan feel from the depths of his soul.

A good baby who is so handsome in his own family has been ** harmed!

Behind, dozens of fierce birds and demons that still had the strength to fly fluttered their wings and chased after them, and when they saw the King of Moyun Vultures, these fierce birds and demons trembled one by one and turned into human shapes, trembling and kneeling in the air and screaming.

"The king, the little ones are not well protected...... Young master, young master ......"

The Moyun Vulture King had a gloomy face, his right wing waved fiercely, and a vicious wind whistled out, and dozens of fierce birds and demons trembled, and the sound of bones all over his body sounded like bursting beans, and one by one he spat blood and planted it to the ground.

"The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime is unforgivable, go back to the Sky Cliff and go to the Yin Fire Pillar to be punished for three years!" the Moyun Vulture King screamed in a cold-eyed, expressionless hiss.

Behind him, a large group of fierce birds and demons flew over, and hundreds of demons turned into human forms, fell directly to the ground, grabbed the dozens of big demons with broken bones, and turned around and flew in the direction of Tiebi Mountain.

Wu Tie smiled and stood on top of Vulture Wushuang's head, and even deliberately raised his right foot and stepped on Vulture Wushuang's head a few times.

"Your Excellency, is it the King of the Moyun Vulture? hehe, so are we, we are destined. Your son, very good, flying smoothly. ”

Wu Tie laughed loudly: "Especially, he is very good-looking, the whole body is full of Buddha light, and the treasure is solemn, and he will definitely be able to sell it for a good price if he puts it on the auction ground of the Sui Dynasty." ”

The Moyun Vulture King stared at Wu Tie deadly, and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, let people go." ”

Wu Tie's smile became brighter and brighter: "Why did I let go of the mount I grabbed with my strength?"

The Moyun Vulture King let out a long roar, his body form was too huge, facing Wu Tie, who was six feet tall, and his body was too huge to smash an ant with a mountain, and he couldn't attack effectively at all.

He turned into a human form, and he didn't use weapons, his hands shook his fingers, and his nails popped out more than nine feet long with a sonorous sound, like ten black long swords, spewing out a series of sharp sword rays.

The speed of the Moyun Vulture King was several times faster than when Vulture Wushuang flew with all his strength with the Wind Slashing Halberd.

This speed is definitely the best in the world among the demon clans, except for those unfathomable demon venerables, almost no one can match it.

There wasn't even a trace of afterimage, not even a trace of air ripples, and the Moyun Vulture King suddenly flashed in front of Wu Tie like a ghost, ten fingernails slashed vertically and horizontally, and slashed at Wu Tie's body hundreds of times.

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the piercing cracking sound continued.

Wu Tie cultivated the "Yuan Shi Jing", and mastered the three thousand avenues and eighty-four thousand side gates, and the cultivation realm also broke through to the tenth level of the god realm. At this time, he definitely belongs to the invincible existence in the god realm.

Among those avenues and side doors, there is naturally a 'speed', and there are also the laws of the avenues with extremely fast speeds such as wind, thunder, light, and light.

The speed of the Moyun Vulture King is really extremely fast, but in Wu Tie's opinion, this is what is going on, compared to Wu Tie's full strength, it is still more than a step slower.

It's just that Wu Tie is too lazy to dodge.

He just stood there, letting ten fingernails slash wildly at his body.

The vulture king's nails were shattered inch by inch, and after hundreds of blows, the vulture king directly scratched Wu Tie's body with his fingers, except for tearing a set of clothes on Wu Tie's body, he couldn't even damage Wu Tie's oily skin at all.

'Snort'.

Lao Tie stood behind Wu Tie, with a spear in his hand, and a cold light pierced the void and stabbed out of Wu Tie's shoulder.

The frantically culled King Moyun Vulture couldn't dodge it, and was shot in the shoulder by Lao Tie.

With a loud bang, the spear exploded, and the right shoulder of the Moyun Vulture King burst open a fist-sized blood hole, and a large area of black-red, cold-breathed blood spilled out.

The Vulture King retreated sharply, this time, he failed to control the air around him, his body tore through the void, and let out an extremely sharp sound of breaking the air, which shook the eardrums of the overwhelming birds and demons behind him, and they screamed one by one.

Staggering back for dozens of miles, the Moyun Vulture King looked at Vulture Wushuang with a shocked face: "Wu'er, what kind of character have you provoked? This shot is enough to taste...... This shot...... Among the famous generals with guns in the Sui Dynasty that the old man has fought in, no one can match!"

Vulture Wushuang looked blankly at the bloodied Moyun Vulture King on his shoulder, and screamed miserably: "My son doesn't know, Dad, hurry up, save me...... I don't want to be a mount, I want to marry Pei Feng, and by the way, even the blood prison will be married, that is the best......"

"Dad, don't hide it, when it's time to work hard, you have to work hard...... You've lived a million years old, you've enjoyed everything, and your son hasn't lived enough!"

The Vulture King was so angry that his face turned black.

Wu Tie was stunned for a long time, and kicked Vulture Wushuang's head hard: "Hey, it's really a demon, what kind of fool who doesn't understand anything...... King Moyun Vulture, what's the use of keeping this kind of son? Why don't you kill it?"

The Vulture King's lips squirmed, he wiped the wound on his shoulder, a thick demonic aura gushed out, and a trace of water and fire was forced out of the wound by the demonic qi, and the Vulture King's wound squirmed and healed quickly.

"This senior......" The Moyun Vulture Dynasty bowed with Wu Tie, and his attitude became very respectful.

The demon clan, the king of the strong, and the winner is respected.

Although the Moyun Vulture King didn't use all his strength just now, he also used seventy percent of his means. However, his attack couldn't even break through Wu Tie's oily skin, which shows that Wu Tie's heritage and cultivation have definitely reached the Venerable level.

In the face of a demon-level powerhouse, the Moyun Vulture King put away all his arrogance and presumptuousness, and became cautious and cautious.

"Wu Tie, you can just call me Wu Tie. Wu Tie smiled, and then he saw a cloud of blood rushing out of the Blood Hell Mountain.

Wu Tie was in a good mood, he smiled and beckoned to the figure standing on the blood cloud: "Pei Feng, I'm here...... Hehe. ”

The blood cloud rolled and flew towards Wu Tie's side, and the fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Moyun Vulture King, and his body moved slightly, but he quickly glanced at Wu Tie, and then forcibly pressed the urge to raid Pei Feng and tie her up as a hostage.

In the face of a demon-level power, any impulsiveness, any recklessness, will lead to death.

The Vulture King lived for a million years...... The lifespan of millions of years, in the Western Demon Country, is not just because you have the strength to survive. In addition to strength, it is necessary to be cautious, careful, humble, and respectful.

The blood cloud flew past the Vulture King.

The Blood Hell drove Yun Tou, and Pei Feng, who was standing beside her, rose into the air with a bright smile and pounced towards Wu Tie.

"How did you get here? Sister Blood Prison said that there may be a big country outside the West...... But that was also the news from some giant demons in the sea, and no one from the Western Demon Kingdom had ever been to the land where we were. ”

Wu Tie hugged Pei Feng who was rushing over, pinched her shoulders with both hands, and looked down at her seriously.

The smile is like a flower, the beauty is still the same, not even a trace of oily skin is not hurt, the spirit is completely complete, and even the various rare spirit fruits of the Western Demon Kingdom have eaten too much, Pei Feng's complexion is a little better than when he was in the Martial Kingdom.

"I grabbed the Wind Entropy and the Smiling Face Buddha and came through the teleportation array secretly arranged by the Red Lotus Temple. Wu Tie said with a smile: "The Sui Dynasty's Three Divine Sects of the Protector of the Kingdom have an amazing foundation, and it only took them a few days to prepare such a huge teleportation array. ”

Blood Hell stood on the clouds, squinting his eyes and looking Wu Tie up and down.

Shaking his head, Blood Hell muttered in a low voice, "The little white face of the human race, frightened...... However, since it's the girl's beloved, and wait and see for a few days. If you have the slightest place to be sorry for your sister, tsk...... Crush the bones and scatter ashes, and help the girl find a hero in the Western Demon Country. ”

After muttering to himself for a while, Blood Prison suddenly sneered: "Hehehehehehe, old vulture, you precious son, you are really angry...... Hey, look at him with the light of Buddha lingering, what's the matter, he's going to become a monk?"

A circle of blood light spurted out around him, and the blood prison looked up to the sky and roared: "The kings of all mountains, peaks, rivers, streams, caves, and valleys, come and see, come and see, the only son of the Moyun Vulture King, Vulture Wushuang, look at his majestic appearance...... Hey, King Moyun Vulture, did you take refuge in the Red Lotus Temple?"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The old face of the Vulture King turned pale in an instant, and then it was pitch black again.

The sound of the blood prison was extremely clear and melodious, and it came out with the wind, far and near, in the mountains, valleys, rivers, and caves, a large area of demonic energy rolled out, and a small demon, a big demon, a giant demon, a demon king, etc., rose into the air one after another.

The lowly one didn't dare to provoke the Moyun Vulture King, but just watched from afar.

When he reached the level of a giant demon, he staggered with his subordinates and approached with great interest.

And several demon kings with amazing strength rushed over in a grand manner, 'hee-hee-ha' pointing at Vulture Wushuang.

The Moyun Vulture King trembled with anger, and he roared at the demon kings who were constantly approaching: "Get out of the way of this king!"

"What, what are you doing with such a big fire?" The iron-toothed king of Tiebi Mountain carried an iron nail rake, turned into a strange image of a pig's head and a human body, and rode a fat wild boar with wings on its back, and came slowly against the wind.

"Our ancestor said that calmness is the right way to maintain health, don't shout and kill all day long...... Blood Prison Girl, do you think that's the truth? Everyone is a demon, a demon, a demon...... Since they are all demons, they should be harmonious, fraternal, united, and mutually helpful!"

The Iron Tooth King was talking nonsense as he flew over.

He flew to Wu Tie's side, stared at the Vulture Wushuang who was covered in Buddha light for a while, suddenly threw the nail rake in his hand, and then rolled off the winged boar's back with his belly in his arms.

With a 'bang', the hundred-foot-tall iron-toothed king smashed to the ground like a small mountain, shaking the ground and splashing dust.

"Ha, haha, hahaha...... Old bird, your son, your son...... I've really become a monk!"

"Ha, haha, haha! Alas, I'm laughing, laughing...... Really, hahahahaha!"

The Iron Tooth King was like a pig with a pig in the wind of a pig, laughing and rolling on the ground, smashing two small hills with a 'clang'.

The vulture king's face was flushed, and every pore seemed to ooze blood.

Wu Tie and Pei Feng held hands, stood on Eagle Wushuang's back, and smiled without saying a word.

It doesn't matter what your Moyun Vulture King comes from or what strength you have, even if you are in trouble in person, what are you afraid of?

Blood Hell clasped his hands in front of his chest, and stared at the Moyun Vulture King fiercely: "Old vulture, don't fight ghosts, Pei Feng is my sister-in-law, your rogue son has been born three times and twice, even if he dies, he deserves it." ”

"You want to make trouble, this king will accompany you!" Blood Prison raised its head proudly, a large area of blood light flickered behind him, and a blood-colored peacock phantom with gorgeous wings appeared in the blood light, and countless blood-colored eyes on the tail feathers flickered, spurting out a sky of blood.

In the distance, a black gas rose into the sky, billowing like wolf smoke, straight to the sky.

An earth-shattering demonic aura rolled over, and suddenly the blood rivers around the Blood Hell Mountain set off huge waves.

A very hurried voice came from afar: "Who dares to bully our monkey cubs?

Wu Tie raised his eyebrows, and his heart was terrified.

This breath was so suppressed that he was faintly out of breath.

Powerful, incredibly powerful, desperately powerful.

"Golden-eyed Demon Venerable. Blood Hell let out a quick whisper.