Although the Holy Lord Wei was in pain, the sharp stone under his feet was very smooth and he couldn't move at all, and at this moment, a small stone half an inch long appeared on the top of the stone at the right time, and when he saw it, he immediately stepped on this half-inch stone and pulled out the pierced sole of his foot in pain.

But he immediately felt that the half-inch stone was showing signs of loosening, and he had no choice but to step on the sharp tip of the other full foot again, and the blood of the tattered foot smeared on the smooth stone, making its surface smoother, and at the moment when he relaxed, the half-inch long stone fell with a clatter, and was also swallowed by the hot yellow pulp, and a puff of black smoke came out.

This is enough to see the horror of this fiery yellow pulp.

Because, what is even more terrifying is that the Holy Lord Wei is about to experience the same pain as he just now, if he continues like this, then he will definitely have no skin, no pain, and life is better than death!

At this moment, above the sky, Xuan Luan had been treating this cruel and bloody scene as a good show, watching it with relish, and smiled coquettishly without care: "Holy Lord Wei, this is the old man's hell, it is my territory, the Shura demonic energy and magic power you borrowed from the Demon Heaven are useless here, everything you have to comply with the laws of hell, and next, there are more good shows, oops, I haven't seen such an interesting show for many years, Holy Lord, don't let me down!" ”

Holy Lord Wei didn't pay attention to her at all, he was now on this sharp stone with all his body and mind, he saw that the bottom of the stone was in the shape of a column, and the surface was extremely smooth, and his foot was immediately punctured again, and the sharp pain that pierced his heart came, making him can't help but roar.

In the roar, there is fear.

His heart was originally slightly relieved because of the appearance of half an inch of stone, and his mood fluctuated violently again, and he finally felt the fear that had not appeared for many years, since he became the Holy Lord of Solomon, he ordered the disciples of the Shura Dao and the demon slaves in the world to do everything, dominate the world, how to talk about fear!

But now, his power was as fragile as an ant in front of the Nine Hell Netherworld Sect Master, and fear naturally grew.

He didn't have cultivation qualifications in the first place, and his Shura magic power came from the infusion of Molan Shura. His soul had merged into his wife's, the soul of the dragon.

Molan Shura has been infusing him with Shura's magic power through this divine soul, just like a wind being infused by the Bo Shun Demon King, he has already become a slave of Molan Shura in the human world.

He also had a plan to deal with it, and when he learned that the new Buddha had appeared in the human world, he knew that his opportunity had come, and he was going to send the new Buddha into the hands of Mahara, and replace his wife back in the human world, so that they could be reunited, and when Mural Shura learned of his plan, he unexpectedly agreed.

But what is even more unexpected is still to come, his original plan was broken by his daughter, he sent Xiao Ji and Po Ya to Nanzong Temple to find the Buddha, but he didn't expect to be desperately blocked by those monks of Nanzong Temple, but he brought his daughter back to Solomon's main altar, but what he didn't expect was that his daughter was also like his wife, infatuated with this Buddha.

This made him think of a saying in Buddhism, karma.

His wife, the female Buddha, loves him so much, but his daughter is infatuated with the new Buddha, if this is not karma, what is it?

So, he began to hesitate, and after letting his daughter go, he kept thinking about what to do, if he sacrificed to Maharashura, then he would deprive his daughter of his fiery love with his own hands, and if he let them be together, then his wife, the mother of his daughter, would never be able to return to him.

If Yifeng is captured and dedicated to Moyan Shuluo, what is the difference between him and Wei Yu, who vowed to hunt him down to the ends of the earth and kill him completely?

When he heard that Cui Ming of the imperial court was going to send hundreds of old monsters to besiege Yifeng, his mind changed, he was almost certain at that time, Yifeng could not survive their siege, he remembered that many years ago, Ben Qian's mother, his wife, was also surrounded by such more than 100 old monsters who were at the peak of human cultivation, and was forced to comprehend the Shura Dao, fell into the abyss of the Demon Heaven, and was eternally separated from his demons, tormented by the pain of separation day and night.

If this is the case, Yifeng will definitely not escape his fate, rather than let him be killed by Cui Ming and those old monsters, it is better to use him and return his wife, so that at least there is still value in use.

So he made up his mind to send Xiao Ji to hunt down Yifeng again, but who would have thought that his daughter and the former maid Po Ya would almost kill Xiao Ji with their lives!

What shocked him in this incident was not only that his daughter's strength had improved by leaps and bounds under the guidance of Chongmenpei and the Eightfold Spell, but what shocked him even more was his daughter's determination.

He knew that determination, because her mother had made up her mind so many years ago, sacrificing herself to save him.

He stopped, he gave up that plan, if there must be one person in his plan who would be miserable, then he would rather be the one who suffered, his daughter's infatuation, if he could be happy, he would be happy, and he also believed that her mother would think the same way.

But God's tricks on people will never end, and he never thought that the siege of the old monster did not kill Yifeng, but it accidentally led to Ben Qian's death.

This made him regret and anger, and the anger reignited him, and so, after sending dozens of people to assassinate Ichukeze to no avail, the anger made him desperate, and he contacted Mahara, offering to sacrifice his whole human life to him, if only he could kill Ichukkaze—so that neither his daughter nor his wife would ever return to his sinner!

However, now everything is irreparable, and he didn't expect that the Jizo King Bodhisattva would collude with this Yifeng, and at the last moment when he saw that he was about to kill this sinner with his own hands with the help of Molin Shura, a Nine Hells Netherworld Sect Master suddenly appeared, and also blocked the incomparably powerful Demon Heaven Lord Molan Shura.

And he, now because of the Netherworld Sect Master's hell realm, has lost everything, lost the infusion of the magic power of the Mahara, he has lost his power, the power of revenge.

But the vengeful anger in his heart was still not extinguished, but he had to overcome this fear first, break out of this hell, and kill the man, the sinner who should have suffered as much as he was, but who still had no remorse or guilt!

At this moment, he gritted his teeth, squatted down in pain, held the sharp stone with both hands, and then gritted his teeth violently, and pulled out the soles of his feet that were stuck on the tip of the stone, and then his body fell down, and with a bang, he fell on the smooth stone pillar, and he immediately hugged the stone pillar tightly with both hands.

Blood dripped from under the soles of his feet and fell into the blazing yellow pulp below, and the sound of "snorting" continued, and puffs of thick black smoke came out, and the churning underneath suddenly became crazy, as if the blazing yellow pulp became extremely excited after drinking blood.

Holy Lord Wei's face turned pale at the moment, the passage of blood and the emptiness of his strength made him feel fear and despair, but the roar in his heart was still burning, and he hugged the stone pillar.

The stone pillar was extremely smooth, and it became even more fishy and smooth after being stained with his blood, and in the thick smell of blood, he raised his head to look at Xuanluan in the sky with a harmless innocent smile, and roared: "What are you going to do?!" ”

Xuan Luan grinned and said, "Can't hold on so soon? It's really useless, those evil obstacles in the past are much stronger than yours, and it's much more fun. What am I going to do? Think about it. ”

Then she raised her head unhurriedly, looked at the empty sky, pretended to think seriously, and opened her palm, one black and one red, and two fire lotuses, one black and one red, bloomed and extinguished between her palms.

But below, the Holy Lord Wei hanging on the stone pillar was pitiful and ridiculous, his arms were tightly clasped to the smooth stone pillar, he didn't dare to relax at all, he felt his body extremely sore, he knew that once his arm began to go numb, it would make him lose his strength, and finally fall towards the blazing yellow pulp underneath.

I don't know how long it took, just when Holy Lord Wei couldn't hold on any longer, Xuanluan seemed to suddenly remember, looked down at him and smiled slightly, and said:

"I remembered, and then, it's simple, jump off!"