Barking!

Nine dark blood seas, but on the side of the bridge, a red dog scurried into the boundless blood-colored flowers on the other side, but it was full of joy. 'Music' Literature's Novel''l0'c's Patches of Blood-colored Flowers, indescribably beautiful, indescribably beautiful, but at this time they were scolded.

The delicate flowers were trampled back and forth by the little red beast, or scratched with their claws, or gnawed with their sharp teeth, turning into branches and leaves.

Whining!

The breeze blows, and the petals fly, but there is an inexplicable poignant artistic conception. The sound of the wind was bleak, and suddenly there seemed to be a sound of ghosts crying, coming from the bottom of the bridge, from the depths of the sea of blood.

"Xiaohong, you're being naughty again. ”

An old figure appeared on the side of the bridge, dressed in coarse linen clothes, full of white hair, sallow, hunched over. His face was wrinkled, with the color of wind and frost, and his eyes were yellow like dead fish, and there was no trace of waves.

The clothes are neat, and a red rope is tied to the head, which looks very conspicuous. Although it is already old, from its back, it seems to have vigorous vitality, which makes people feel very weird.

It is the Lord of the Blood Altar Forgetting Stage, who is suspected to be the strongest of the six realms of reincarnation Meng Po. Standing on the edge of the bridge, looking at the young figure jumping among the flowers, the old woman's dead eyes suddenly gave birth to a little doting.

That young figure naturally could not be a real puppy, but a huge blood beast that had made hundreds of thousands of heroes tremble in the sky. As the strongest person who is away from hating the sky, the Thirteen Horsemen of Yanyun were also afraid of this "little beast".

Barking!

At this time, hearing the call of the old woman, the red dog responded happily, and from the flowers on the side, he bit a twin flower and sent it to the old woman.

"Ahh That's good!"

smiled softly, as if facing her child, but the old woman reached out to take the red flower and pinned it to the top of her head. Then he stooped down and picked up the little red beast and walked towards the side path.

The smoke drifted away, and ten thousand miasma qi rose from above the sea of blood, and fell with the wind, quickly covering the surrounding qiqiqi.

This space seems to be boundless, and its origin is unknown. I don't know what to do. When the Heroes of the Hatred Heaven were trapped, they had shown their scales and half-claws, but now months have passed. Those trapped powerhouses still haven't found out the real situation. Well, I should say, there's no way to find out.

"Am I waiting for it to be true, just sitting and waiting to die, trapped here like this?"

In the unknown space, the nun in Tsing Yi had a little unwilling on her face. Look closer. I saw a white mist. Cut off the thoughts of the gods, so that the people cannot explore.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn came. Beside him, the white-clothed old monk, who had been silent, sighed. With a little sadness and joy on his face, he said: "Senior sister is in love, although we have been trapped here for several months. But there has been no danger for months. Obviously, that senior is an honest person, and he will definitely let me go when the time comes. ”

"But ......"

Hearing the words of the old monk, a slight unnatural color flashed on the nun's face. Whoever it is, I'm afraid that the Buddha above the temple will go crazy in the face of such complete isolation.

"Giggles!"

At this moment, a chuckle came, and I saw the surrounding fog suddenly disperse. A slender figure manifested out, holding a red blood beast in his arms, which was the lord of the six realms of the blood sea.

"You three, you know each other!"

smiled softly, but the old woman nodded, and a look of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

"I've seen my seniors!"

Seeing the old woman appear, the three of them hurriedly stood up, with a respectful look in their eyes. Just kidding, the person in front of him is extremely strong and unfathomable, and it is even more likely to be Meng Po, the legendary owner of Youwangtai, how can the three of them compete with such a character?

"Let's go!"

Nodding slightly, the old woman turned around and walked towards a path, and said to the three of them casually: "Come with me to work, my old man is not raising people in vain!"

Hearing this, the three of them changed their faces slightly, good guys, and locked everyone up for several months without a sound. Now not only do you want everyone to work, but you also say that you can't raise people in vain, but with everyone's cultivation, you have already opened up the valley, and you are clearly burying people!

However, the heroes don't suffer the losses in front of them, and the three people in Tsing Yi Nun and the other three are from the Chaoyin Cave of the South China Sea in Lihate Heaven, the Xitu Buddhist Sect, and the Dizang Palace. The so-called can bend and stretch, and dare not have objections, but they quickly followed.

As he walked, he looked curiously at the surrounding scenery, but found that except for the path ahead, all the places were shrouded in a layer of fog.

Seeing this, the three of them shook their heads and hurriedly followed the figure in front of them. After a short time, I had reached a low hill and saw a ruined temple.

In the Jizo Palace, a broken stone tablet revealed the origin of the broken temple, which made the faces of the three people change greatly. Especially the black-clothed monk from the Jizo Palace, his eyes showed even more excitement.

It is rumored that on the shore of the sea of blood, there is a Jizo Palace at the foot of Yin Mountain, which was created when the King of Jizo entered the Nine Shadows Blood Sea, and it is the source of the inheritance of the Tibetan Palace of Heaven and Earth.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

At this moment, an impatient voice sounded, but the old woman turned her head to look at the three of them and said, "Why don't you hurry up and go in and clean it?" ”

"This ......"

Hearing this, the three of them were even more excited, and they couldn't speak for a while. If you are not mistaken, this is the place where the King of Jizo turned into ten thousand ghosts, and there must still be the imprint of the King of Jizo in it, and even the inheritance of the Great Dao, which is definitely a great opportunity for the three of them.

And the old woman in front of her let the three of her go in to clean up, obviously deliberately giving the three of them a chance. With a little gratitude in his eyes, it was the white-clothed old monk from the Western Soil Buddhist Sect, who was already full of joy in his heart at this time, bowed to the old woman slightly, and then stepped in.

Wow!

A faint fluctuation came, but the figures of the three appeared in the ruined temple. Only to find that the Jizo Palace, which was tattered on the outside, was actually intact on the inside. It's just that no one has lived in it for too long, and because it is located in this netherworld blood sea, so there is less popularity and more yin energy.

Seeing this, the old woman outside the Jizo Palace nodded slightly. He whispered to himself: "The sea of blood will come out, there will be a big change from the hated sky, and the battle of the nine heavens will start again, you can still go to which step is which." ”

Shaking her head slightly, the old woman was holding the blood beast in her arms, and she disappeared in front of the Jizo Palace, and ten thousand mist covers pressed in, sealing the path when she came.

"Big brother, do I really want to clean that crazy woman's cell here?"

In a deep cave, Yuan Hao, who was among the thirteen horsemen of Yanyun, looked not far away with a dissatisfied expression. An iron tower-like figure. But it is the boss of Yanyun's thirteen horsemen, Yuan Yu.

At this time, Yan Yun's thirteen horsemen and Ye Tianlong, the descendant of the god operator, were busy in this cave, and the fourteen figures were all without exception. Holding a mop and a rag, he wiped down the cells separated by iron bars from time to time.

From the windows, to the floor, to the ceiling, to the iron fence. There was black blood everywhere, and I don't know how many years ago. It seems to have an eerie magic. It's hard to wipe it off.

On top of the mural, horrific scenes are depicted. It is the scene in the legendary eighteen layers of hell. Tongue Pulling Prison, Scissors Prison, Iron Tree Prison, Mirror Prison, layer by layer. It's incomparable.

It was the Yanyun Thirteen Horsemen who killed people like hemp, but how could they have ever seen such a scene? I'm afraid it was the real Eighteen Layers of Hell, and it was nothing more than that. At this time, everyone unconsciously doubted whether the eighteen layers of hell really existed.

Inside the cave in front of you. In the dark, cell after cell, seemingly endless. The surrounding walls, floors, and fences are indestructible because they are made of what kind of material they are made of.

The crowd had secretly used their divine powers, and even used the Arcana to tempt them, intending to escape, only to find anything in the hell of the invincible. There was also a throbbing fluctuation that emanated from the iron fence and wall, which frightened the hearts of the strongest.

"Could it be that you have a better way?"

Hearing Yuan Hao's words, Yuan Hao glanced at him slantedly, with a little indifference in his eyes, which made Yuan Hao shudder unconsciously.

"I ......"

Hearing Yuan Hao's rhetorical question, Yuan Hao shut up and didn't know how to answer.

Airplanes!

At this moment, a faint fluctuation came out, but it made the face of the thirteen horsemen of Yanyun change slightly. A red light flashed, and thirteen blood-colored flags flew out of the thirteen people and collided together.

Thousands of red lights illuminated the entire deep cave, and the thirteen flags began to melt and then merge into one. A black banner emerged from the red light, emitting an earth-shattering ripple.

A golden figure appeared above the flag, replacing the empty ghost. Vaguely, everyone seemed to see a huge figure, with long horns on its head, over Mount Tai, four eyes and six hands, reaching the sky, and a fierce aura was transmitted.

"That's ......"

Seeing this, everyone's complexion changed greatly, and the "blind" and "Mr. Guigu" Ye Tianlong on the side changed even more.

"Chiyou?"

A faint voice came, but an old figure appeared in the cave, holding a red young beast in his arms, and with a slight dip of his hand, he had already taken the black flag that exuded monstrous power in the void into his hand.

There was a slight difference in her eyes, but the old woman sighed, and then said to herself: "I didn't expect you to die yet, but it's okay to do so, the battle of the Nine Heavens will start again, see which side you should be on this time?"

Yan Yun Thirteen Riders and Ye Tianlong on the side heard this, but their faces changed greatly, and their eyes showed a look of horror......

Kunlun Mountain, Qilin Cliff.

Tianjizi, dressed in green clothes, leaned on the stone cliff and drank alone in the afterglow of the setting sun. A little emotion suddenly flashed in his eyes, as if he was recalling something.

Airplanes!

At this time, a faint fluctuation came, but it made Detianjizi's face change greatly, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Chiyou!" (to be continued.) (lw0。 om))

ps: I've been really busy lately, only to find out that there are two Ye Tianlong's dragon sets, it's really an oolong!