"Three Palace Masters, be careful!" With a loud shout, the golden beard slave jumped out from below, and the Taiyi Qingning fan in his hand shook at the three phoenixes.

The blue and red wind blew, and the surrounding yin fire quickly collapsed, and as soon as the golden beard slave came out, the iron umbrella Taoist recognized him and scolded: "It turned out to be your good beast, when I was fishing in the polar sea, you did a big thing to me for no reason." Later, I used the altar to seal you, and I wanted to bury you at the bottom of the sea forever, and you will not be able to live forever. I don't want you to escape to heaven, and I have been embarrassed a few times, so I will let you see my methods well, so that you will not be destroyed and will never be reborn, and the name of my iron umbrella will be written upside down. ”

As he spoke, the sleeves of the iron umbrella man's robe were spread, and several feet of black gold Huaguang flew out, directly taking the golden bearded slave.

This golden bearded slave itself is the essence of the South China Sea merman, born with a pure yang Qianming away from the fire of the air, and later borrowed the Tianyi true water into shape, reborn, even if he was calculated by the three phoenixes during the period, combined with the two phoenixes, and lost the innate Yuanyang, but he is also the highest person in the Purple Cloud Palace.

Coupled with the treasure fan in his hand, it is one of the four treasures of the former Lianshan master Zhenshan Demon Refining, in terms of power and wonderful use, it is still before the Dragon Bird Ring and the Xuanguang Ruler, which is the most restrained by the heavens and demons.

He held a treasure fan and fanned it against the black light, and the pure wind of the sage blew away the light, revealing the body of the Shura nail in it.

When the Iron Umbrella Daoist saw that his means had been broken, he was extremely angry, and he took out another thing to punch it, and a little blood gradually appeared in his eyes.

Yuan Qingwei, who carefully observed the battle situation, raised his eyebrows, and with a movement of his heart, he separated a piece of vitality, which was revealed outside the South China Sea, and the river of life appeared, and the immeasurable tide sounded, Yuan Qingwei traced back to a little connection in the underworld.

"It's you!" As soon as this incarnation of Yuan Qingwei arrived at the place, it was shrouded in a ray of blood light and brought to the bottom of the earth.

It was a blood-colored ocean, with countless blood flowing in it, but strangely enough, there was not the slightest smell of blood, but a burst of life.

Yuan Qingwei's incarnation of condensed vitality fell into it, and under the shroud of blood and qi, he vaguely gave birth to a feeling of flesh and blood.

With a thought in his mind, Yuan Qing's micro-form collapsed, recombined, and dispersed the contaminated blood qi, looking at the blood qi around him, he sighed: "How did you find the blood water that contains such power and ominous aura?" ”

"Do you know Chi You's blood?" A chuckle sounded, the bewitching red lotus bloomed, and Deng Yin, who was wearing a bright red blood-colored robe, sat on it, looking at Yuan Qingwei and smiling at the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Qingwei heard this, and said casually: "Could it be that this place still has something to do with Chiyou's stained blood?" That shouldn't be much! ”

"It's not much, after all, it's just the blood stain left after the death of a young god, and after years of consumption, sooner or later it will be gone. So ......" The corners of Deng Yin's mouth were slightly hooked, and he said: "Back then, there was a demon Dao predecessor who proposed a way to retain Chi You's blood. ”

"When they were in turmoil, they used the blood of hundreds of millions of living beings as the foundation, and arranged a formation here to connect the sea of blood in the legendary Nine Shadows, attracting a small section of tributaries."

"At the same time, with the help of the power of the formation, the world will be detected, and as long as there is more than a certain degree of war, this formation will be urged. The blood of countless soldiers who died on the battlefield will be affected by the formation and flow into this place, and finally pave such an ocean. ”

"No wonder!" Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand, the blood fell on his fingertips, and the vitality that built this body began to be rapidly infected again, and he sighed: "You got here, it can be said that you have opened up all the keys to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and the Golden Immortal Dao Industry is also within reach, why do you want to bewitch the three people of the iron umbrella and find trouble with Emei?" ”

That's right, what the three of them did was essentially to find trouble with Emei.

The three of Iron Umbrella Daoren, Zhen Hai and Tiger Head Zen Master have a certain causal connection with Ziyun Palace, and are affected by Deng Yin's magic, and they work with everyone in Ziyun Palace, which essentially plays a role that is almost like a human robbery.

As long as the people of the Purple Cloud Palace knock these three guys down, the causal network in the underworld will change, and the Qi of the Purple Cloud Palace will also be stable.

Coupled with the opening of the Purple Cloud Palace, the person who least wants it to succeed is the Emei faction, which is something that many people know in their hearts.

When the three of them came to trouble the Purple Cloud Palace, it was easy to cause misunderstanding, or they might despise the Emei faction.

Beppu, which has been calculated for thousands of years, flew like this, and during this time, it was still calculated, and there was no ability to react at all, so it was not a good partner to work with.

These pieces of information that were hidden behind the Iron Umbrella trio attacking the Purple Cloud Palace were not the Pit Emei faction?

Even, when the old monster of Youquan went to find trouble with the one-fingered Zen master, Deng Yin's role in it may not be very good.

With such a cognition, Yuan Qingwei naturally didn't have too much good face when he looked at Deng Yin.

Deng Yin also knew that many of his actions could not be concealed from Yuan Qingwei, and said calmly: "It's one thing to become a Taoist, and it's another thing to trouble the Emei faction." When I was defeated in the hands of Ren Shou, I was convinced, but he wanted to use me to sharpen his disciples, and he also wanted to see if any of his disciples were capable. ”

After speaking, Deng Yin looked at Yuan Qingwei and said, "But, then again, haven't you been looking for trouble with the Emei faction?" Why is it that at this time, why do you care about why I am calculating such a thing as the Emei faction? ”

"Trouble with the Emei faction is that I don't want my fate to be controlled, and what you did, I don't think it's just to get angry, this sea of blood can go further! It's just that the blood needed for progress is more special! ”

After Yuan Qingwei finished speaking, his body collapsed into countless clear qi, and Sun Yu Yuan Qingwei's personal will continued to disappear.

"Want to go? Let's stay! ”

Deng Yin stood up suddenly, the originally peaceful aura around him disappeared instantly, the blood water rolled, wisps of red to blackened thick blood qi emerged from his body, and dense blood-colored lotus flowers bloomed in the void, filling the inside and outside, suppressing the void.

Everything above the blood water was stagnant, and Yuan Qing's slightly collapsed body was also stagnant. Immediately after, an invisible and intangible blood shadow separated from Deng Yin's body and directly passed through Yuan Qingwei's body, swallowing up the vitality from which he had built his body.

"Ran away?" Unexpectedly, Deng Yin, who had arranged a lot of legal prohibitions and specially delayed time, and did not get Yuan Qing's idea of micro-distraction, frowned, and immediately made a decision, instantly turning into blood light and merging into the sea of blood.

The blood rolled and the blood quickly began to subside, and just as the last bit of blood disappeared, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and then a boy who looked like Guanyin sitting down on the good fortune boy fell from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of Buddha light fell, and the phantom of Master Fentuo appeared here.

"Amitabha! Wonderful! Wonderful! I can't imagine that the Blood God Son has found such a demonic land, but it's a pity that Hongchen has another catastrophe! ”

Master Fentuo said, clasping his hands together and sighing, his eyes full of compassion.

The Boy of Bliss didn't think so, he stretched out his hand, and a few wisps of residual blood fell into his fingertips, and said with emotion: "If I had known about this place thirty years earlier, my adult infant would have been better than now, but it's a pity, it's a pity!" ”

Before his words fell, another Buddha light fell, and the white-eyed monk looked around, the Buddha light in his eyes turned, that is, he guessed the cause and effect, and sighed slightly like Fentuo, and folded his hands.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

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