I can't figure out the location of the heart ape.

Red Boy can only rely on the causal connection between himself and Sun Wukong, and barely sense a vague direction.

That is, the South.

Today's Beiju Luzhou, the three major forces are entrenched, each in its own way, killing constantly, and the blood is not endless.

East, occupied by the remnants of the Wu Clan.

The West is the remnants of the Ancient Demon Court.

In the south, there are descendants of the demon Rahu, and the Shura demon clan is entrenched.

In the north, there is a mixture of fish and dragons. There are immortals and gods who fight to the death, in order to seek immortality. There are Buddhas and arhats who have been bewitched by seven emotions and six desires, demons in their hearts, and have fallen into the lower realm. There are also the indigenous people of Beiju Luzhou.

"What is the heart ape doing in the place where the Shura Demon Clan is going?"

The red boy frowned slightly, those Shura demons are not easy to mess with.

Although he has never dealt with it head-on, the fierce reputation of the Shura Demon Clan has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and it is by no means easy to match.

Because of the monstrous karma that the demon Rahu once invited.

Today's Shura Demon Clan can only survive in the Beiju Luzhou, not blessed by the Heavenly Dao, and born with a sinful body.

This bitter fruit is even more tragic than the dragon clan that was taken to the eye of reclamation.

If the heart ape went to the place where the remnants of the ancient demon court in the west were located, the red boy would still be able to understand.

The choice of going to the Shura Demon Clan, he couldn't understand it at all.

"No matter, let's talk about it first. ”

For the Quartet forces in the North Julu Continent, the red boy doesn't know much about it.

I don't think there will be a quasi-saint level in this.

If you really want to be a quasi-saint, you won't live in this small Beiju Luzhou and dare not go out.

With the last chaotic divine power in his body, he had confidence in his heart.

It is the place where the Shura Demon Clan is located, and he dares to break through.

In the middle of the North Julu Island, it is impossible to fly at high speed.

If you don't have superb strength, soaring clouds in the sky is tantamount to looking for death, and you will become a live target in an instant.

The red boy can only walk obediently or fly at low altitudes.

The place where he is now is the north of the North Continent, a hodgepodge of places.

This place is also the only entrance for the Three Realms to enter the North Ju Luzhou, and if you dare to enter from the rest of the directions, it will be for nothing.

Follow a dark path that doesn't look like a road, and climb over a few bare hills. After walking three hundred miles, a small town finally appeared in sight.

While hurrying, he solved a few immortal thieves watching him by the way.

Or directly burned to ashes with samadhi fire, and even the ashes were raised. The remnant soul does not leave any point, and does not give a paragraph of the Sutra of Transcendence.

Most of the immortal consciousness that probed the red child disappeared suddenly, and only some undead people remained, believing in wealth and danger, and still refused to give up.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

The familiar opening sentence made the red boy pause.

"Uncle, is there something wrong?"

The red boy turned around, staring at the old Tao in front of him with innocent eyes.

However, he is five feet tall, wearing a slightly shabby magic robe, and his long white beard is not neat, as if he has been cut by someone.

The expression on his face was barely kind, his eyes were evasive and a little afraid, and the mask of pain could still be seen.

'I'm still a kid, what are you afraid of? I must have been beaten too much, so miserable. ’

The red boy secretly said in his heart, this kind of opening statement of the Western Sect God is strange if he is not beaten.

"Big ...... Uncle?"

An uncle made Lao Dao fall into deep self-doubt.

Shouldn't you call it a Taoist friend?

Could it be that he hasn't been out of Beiju Luzhou for 500 years, and the outside atmosphere has changed so quickly.

Are you all based on 'appearance'?

"Fellow Daoist, you and I are destined. I wonder if you're interested in talking about it in more detail?"

Fortunately, Lao Dao was used to all kinds of routines, and he was beaten all kinds of times, so he quickly adapted to it and continued to start the traditional Western process.

"Not interested. The red boy glanced at the old way, turned and left.

"Eh, don't go!" Lao Dao stood sideways in front of the red boy again, and took out a simple and tattered classic book from his arms: "This is a magical power created by the poor Dao, which can be lent to Taoist friends for a look." ”

It's hard to catch someone who seems to be easier to deceive, how can the old man give up easily.

The red boy still wanted to refuse.

Lao Dao suddenly jumped up, crackled, shook his hand, and shook his head.

If it weren't for his serious expression, he would have thought that this old way was here to entertain the atmosphere.

"This is one of the supernatural skills created by the poor Dao, the lightning five whips. ”

Behind the old way, I don't know when there were more than twenty young earth immortals.

After the earth-shattering 'lightning five whips' were used, more than 20 immortals shouted in unison!

"Hun Yuan Xingyi Gate, the first case in Beizhou, five lightning whips, destroying the immortals of heaven and earth. ”

The red boy's face was gradually wrapped in black lines, how did it feel a little familiar.

"What do you think, these are my disciples. You also saw the power of the lightning five whips just now, are you interested in joining our Hun Yuan Xingyi Gate?"

The red boy was stunned, and his big eyes were greatly hurt, "I don't know how big it is...... Ahem, I don't know what to call a friend?"

Seeing the shocked expression on the red boy's face, Lao Dao was very satisfied, and stroked his beard and smiled: "I am a horse turning into hair, and the immortals and gods of Beizhou all respect me as a master." ”

"It turned out to be a master of the transformation of the hair, a poor Mujiang scattered person. ”

The red boy made a shallow Taoist and said with a smile: "I don't know if the Venerable Master has ever been to the realm of the Southern Shura Demon Clan. ”

He thought that this Venerable Master and the sect members were somewhat powerful.

Although the strength is at the funny level, he should know better than himself about the topography of Beiju Luzhou.

It's better to fool around and get some information.

"Whew!"

Master Ma breathed a sigh of relief, as long as this Mujiang Sanren answered, he would have ten thousand ways to let him join the Hun Yuan Xingyi Gate.

He looked at Mu Jiang Sanren, and he still maintained the appearance of a child, and there were some problems with his head, so he should be fooled.

"The poor road has been crisscrossing the northern Luzhou for thousands of years, and it has naturally dabbled in the southern Shura Demon Clan. Ma Huafa said in a loud voice, looking very proud.

Behind him, more than twenty disciples all showed expressions of adoration.

"Can the Venerable Master tell me about this Shura Demon Realm?"

The red boy handed Ma Huafa a superb spirit stone.

After some pushing, the Venerable Master couldn't resist his hospitality, and took the best spirit stone into his pocket.

The idea in his heart to pull the red boy into the sect was firm again.

"Naturally. Many years ago, I also dealt with a young general of the Shura Demon Clan.

I didn't know him if I didn't fight, and I fought on the border of Beizhou for ten days and ten nights.

But I'm a little older after all, and I don't care much about him. This young Shura general didn't talk about immortals, and in the end, I fell behind!

But I lost, but ......"

"Master, the Shura Demon Clan doesn't cultivate immortals. They have cultivated the Shura Demon Path. A little disciple couldn't help but interrupt.

Syllable!

"Are you teaching to do things for the teacher, go back to the sect and practice the lightning five times and whip me ten thousand times. ”

After scolding his disciple, Ma Huafa went on to tell his legendary story.

"Wait!"

The red boy immediately interrupted the gushing mouth again.