At this time, the atmosphere was already extremely dull, and suddenly in the darkness behind him, a muffled snort came out, followed by a flash of fire, and a red figure stumbled out inside.

"The Ten Thousand Miles of the Innate Sect?"

Mo Wentian recognized this person at a glance, this Jindan Zhenjun, who was ranked in the top ten in Zheng Kingdom, was embarrassed like a lost dog at this time, his left arm had been broken at the root, and blood was spilling inside, dyeing the red brocade robe a piece of brown.

Looking at the strange murky river in front of him, as well as the Heavenly Demon Hall on the other side of the river, Wan Liyun was only slightly stunned, and his pale cheeks immediately turned like ashes.

He came to the secret realm of the Netherworld, although he had the life to come here, but he paid a lot of price, not only was his left arm cut off by a demon monk, but also his soul was accidentally contaminated with the Netherworld death qi, unless he got the Nine Ghost Soul Water to cleanse the soul, otherwise any elixir could not save his life.

He originally thought that when he walked out of the Netherworld, he would walk to the Heavenly Demon Palace, and the Nine Ghost Soul Water was at his fingertips, but he didn't expect that there was also a Nine Nether River in the way, and any living creature would not want to pass by.

Just when Wanliyun was depressed, suddenly in the darkness behind him, a violent and bloodthirsty voice came out: "Zhixing Zhenjun, even if you escape from this gate, you will also be unable to escape the blood condensation Dafa of this demon, and you will drink your blood now." ”

Another voice let out a mournful wail: "Blood-devouring...... Holy Son, let go of ...... Let go...... I! ”

As soon as the voice fell, a mass of flesh stumbled out of the darkness, as if it were a person in a human skin full of blood plasma. Desperately struggling and squirming, but always unable to break free from the shackles of that layer of plasma, it is shocking and disgusting.

"Senior Brother Zhixing?"

Renri Zhenjun saw it from a distance, and immediately became so angry that his eyes were about to split, and a pair of bright eyes immediately burst out with a sharp light, falling on the mass of flesh and blood, like the scorching sun sprinkled on ice and snow, and immediately sizzled, and was dissolved into a large piece in a moment.

"Renri Zhenjun, I want Lao Tzu's life. There are no doors! ”

A tumbling cloud of plasma swept into the sky. It seems to have taken away most of the flesh and blood of Zhixing Zhenjun, leaving only Senran's white bones and rancid flesh and skin, but there is not a drop of blood left, which is weird and makes people's hearts chill.

"Blood. It's fresh blood. Heaven is looking after this demon! ”

A vague and hideous face stretched out from the mass of plasma. Like a fierce spirit imprisoned in a blood prison, lightning swooped down on the clouds not far away, wrapping him in it. The gurgling plasma is like a pool of viscous blood.

Wan Liyun was immediately frightened, and urged the dantian mana as if he was desperate, and the skin on his body suddenly burst into flames, and his whole body seemed to be a raging fire, burning the blood wrapped in his flesh, and bursts of pungent black smoke came out.

"Where there is blood, there is the demon, if you burn the demon, it will burn your blood, don't you want to live?"

The Blood Devouring Saint Son let out a roar, he obviously didn't expect Wanli Yun to burn his body, and it seemed that he had a plan to die with him, and he immediately felt cowardice in his heart.

But at this moment, the black fog behind him was surging, and a red dragon like blood broke through the fog, and only a huge head poked out at first, while the rest of the body was hidden in the dark, and the shadows were full of shadows, and they didn't know how long the road was?

And the head of the snake looked a little terrifying, the two eyes were the size of lanterns, and a trace of cold light shot out from it from time to time, and scarlet letters spit out from the big mouth of the blood basin, giving people a chilling feeling when swallowing.

This Jiaolong seems to be a demon beast at the peak of the seventh order, and it should be in the secret realm of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, repelling all the competitors, and following the breath of the Nine Ghost Soul Water to come here.

The Blood-Devouring Holy Son was urging the mana with all his strength to suppress the flames on Wanliyun's body, but when he saw a dragon coming out of the darkness behind him, he was immediately terrified and scattered, and was about to escape away immediately.

The seventh-order dragon roared angrily, and the snake tail suddenly struck out in the darkness, but it swept up the blood-devouring holy son and the clouds wrapped in blood, and its thick snake tail was more than ten zhang long, and the two of them were wrapped around more than three or four times.

With the strength of this Jiaolong seventh-order peak demon beast, it is enough to stranch an iron mountain hard, and the two of them are tightly bound inside, there is no way to survive, of course, no one is willing to help at this time.

At this moment, in that darkness, a black and oppressive blue cloud suddenly rolled in, and there was a buzzing sound that made people's scalps tingle.

Mo Wentian and the others looked at it from a distance, but found that it was a group of floaters, but these floaters were huge, three inches in size, their turquoise wings spread out for a foot, and their sharp mouthparts flashed with a chilling cold light.

"Bloodbearded dragon mosquito? Is this the Bloodbearded Dragon mosquito? ”

The green-robed old man's face immediately changed, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation, no wonder he had the life to come here, this was far beyond ordinary people.

In the blink of an eye, the blood-whiskered dragon mosquito had already pounced on it, and in an instant, it pounced on the dragon, as if it was a fly smelling rotten eggs, densely biting on it.

The dragon let out a terrible scream, frantically struggling, but it was all in vain, in the blink of an eye, it was sucked dry of flesh and blood, and the blood-devouring holy son and Wan Liyun were not spared, and they had already become the slag in the wreckage of the dragon.

The demon beast at the peak of the seventh order was actually drained of blood all over his body in a face-to-face kung fu, and became a pile of bones, which was really unimaginable.

After the group of blood-bearded dragon mosquitoes had eaten their fill, they vibrated their wings and flew up like a cloud of smoke, rushing towards the Nine Shadows River, as if they were chasing the breath of the Nine Ghost Water, but the monks of all sects standing on the bank of the river ignored it.

However, the Nine Styx River prohibits flight, even any living thing is not good, and those blood-whiskered dragon mosquitoes have fallen into the Nine Styx, as if cold water is dripping into the oil pot, making a sizzling sound, but it is dissolved into a wisp of green smoke.

In a moment, in the sky above the Nine Nether Styx, bursts of green smoke rose up, and its smell was extremely pungent, and the terrifying killer who devoured the seventh-order Jiaolong actually died in that terrifying river in an instant.

The faces of the monks of both the righteous and demonic realms were extremely solemn, and they soon turned their minds to the only way to cross the river, and their eyes fell on the three treasure bags on the ground.

Of these three treasure bags, one is the Blood-Devouring Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect; One is the Zhixing Zhenjun of the Seven Star Palace; One is the right head of Zheng Guo's Xiantian Sect; Although these three people have all fallen, they can come here, and it is impossible for them to be without the Quartet Returning Yuan Stone in the treasure bag.

In an instant, the first to do it was the green-robed old man, who roared greedily and threw himself towards the three treasure bags, as if he wanted to take them all for himself, and this greed was enough to make him lose his life.

Boom, in the void above his head, suddenly an arm-thick thunderbolt slashed down, falling straight on his head, a flame immediately ignited, his sea of consciousness suddenly blanked, stumbled out two steps, the head fell down on the neck, and the headless corpse fell heavily to the ground.

The golden shadow started to kill this person, and then swept over like lightning, stuffed Wan Liyun's treasure bag in his arms, and was about to start snatching the blood devouring holy son's treasure bag.

Suddenly, there was a brittle slender hand blocking the front, breaking through the air and splitting out a palm wind, the surrounding space seemed to collapse, and the golden shadow only felt dull in his chest, and couldn't help but retreat back a few steps in a row.

The figure of the Heavenly Demon Saintess Miao Man swept through the air, stretched out a slender hand and grabbed it on the ground, and the Blood-Devouring Holy Son's treasure bag disappeared, like a piece of beautiful jade stepping in the dust, and it was fleeting in an instant.

Of these three treasure bags, the Heavenly Demon Saintess and the golden shadow each had one, and the target that the two of them had their eyes on was naturally that no one dared to take the food.

Renri Zhenjun was covered with dazzling white light, and swept towards the most beautiful treasure bag on the ground, but at the same time, the Xuanyi Holy Maiden let out a trembling laughter, and suddenly the figure shook in the laughter, and it turned into the same appearance of the four, and the delicate body and graceful steps pressed forward.

The four girls trembled and their hips moved, wearing red obscene clothes, half-covering and half-concealing were very tempting, the infinite spring was almost visible, the pink arms and jade legs glowed with a seductive luster, and she gasped coquettishly: "Brother Renri, don't you stop to take a look at the little sister?" ”

There is a kind of seductive charm in that voice, even a hard-hearted character will give birth to an inexplicable impulse, and that primitive desire cannot be suppressed at all.

Unexpectedly, Renri Zhenjun's eyes suddenly opened, as if two rounds of scorching sun broke through the sky, and his fierce gaze swept around, breaking through the vanity of the dust, and fell on the four wonderful figures, and shouted loudly: "Demon girl, get out!" ”

Under that scorching sun, the four fiery carcasses seemed to be exposed to the scorching sun, and immediately burst out of a burst of red smoke, and the Xuanyi Holy Maiden retreated a few steps back with a pale face, and her spirit was immediately a little sluggish.

Renri Zhenjun let out a cold snort of disdain, and was about to step forward and pick up Zhixing Zhenjun's treasure bag, but his face was a little unsightly at this time, because the ground was already empty, and there was a figure in a black cloak standing, looking over with a smile on his face, and the treasure bag was in the man's hand.

Renri Zhenjun frowned, and said angrily: "Demon Evil Holy Son, this is the relic of my junior brother, please return it immediately, otherwise you will not be spared!" ”

"Renri Zhenjun, how can you give back what you have in hand? Is it really whimsical? ”

Mo Wentian let out a sneer, and while speaking, his divine sense searched the treasure bag in his hand, but he only found seven Quartet Returning Yuan Stones, plus his original twenty, I am afraid that it is still difficult to cross the Nine Styx River, and his mood is immediately a little heavy. (To be continued......)