"Isn't the Wei Yang Blood Knife in the hands of the mad god Baikong, could it be that you killed him?!" The purple-robed demon cultivator only felt that his whole body was cold from head to toe, the muscles on his face moved slightly, and his eye holes couldn't help but contract, but he didn't leave the bloody knife that Dongfang Yingyang said for a moment.

"That's right, in my hand is the fake Wei Yang Blood Knife, and the Pu Lao Hongzhong in your hand is just an imitation equivalent to the best spirit soldier." In the frightened eyes of the purple-robed demon cultivator, Dongfang Yingyang did not take the opportunity to attack, but withdrew the Wei Yang Blood Knife and stood there looking at the purple-robed demon cultivator mockingly.

The Blood God Bell was the third demon soldier in the Tianyuan Continent three thousand years ago after the Wei Yang Blood Knife and the Vicious Circle, and was later obtained by the Coiling Dragon Evil Venerable Dongfang Ran, and then he was tempered into Pu Lao Hongzhong, which was comparable to the Wei Yang Blood Knife.

And the purple-robed demon cultivator can only use other heavenly and earth treasures to replace the Blood God Bell, and the power is naturally greatly reduced, under the situation of comparable strength, even the real Puluo Hong Zhong does not dare to fight with the Wei Yang Blood Knife, not to mention that it is just an imitation, and it is strange if it is not broken.

The battle between the magic gods and soldiers is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, the lives of both sides may have to be explained. Although Dongfang Yingyang's current cultivation realm cannot complete the power of the Wei Yang Blood Knife, and although Pu Lao Hongzhong is only an imitation equivalent to a superb spirit soldier, the purple-robed demon cultivator can exert its true power, which is really not to be underestimated.

If Dongfang Ying Yang hadn't guessed that the purple-robed demon cultivator had an inextricable relationship with his grandfather, the Panlong Evil Venerable Dongfang Ran, the knife just now not only split Pu Jiaohong Zhong, causing the purple-robed demon cultivator to be seriously injured, but even the purple-robed demon cultivator was split in half, and Zhong was destroyed.

Dongfang Yingyang is now possessed by the Peacock Daxian, and he has used his chaotic power to re-refine the Wei Yang Blood Knife, as if he was born with himself, as long as his cultivation realm reaches a higher level, the power of the Wei Yang Blood Knife will increase.

Now, although due to the problem of his own cultivation, he can't exert the power of the Wei Yang Blood Knife that shocked the world and wept ghosts and gods, but the Wei Yang Blood Knife is one of the top ten demon soldiers, and it is easy to destroy gods and immortals, and half of the power is enough to destroy a master who is at the peak of the distraction period, not to mention a purple-robed demon cultivator in the primary realm of the distraction period, so it is naturally not a problem.

"Hmph, don't underestimate my soul-breaking strength! If he loses in your hands, the old man will not have the face to continue to gain a foothold in the cultivation realm. The purple-robed demon cultivator gritted his teeth, and with a "poof" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and shot at the Pulao Hongzhong, the crumbling Pulao Hongzhong seemed to be stimulated by something, and the blood-colored light skyrocketed, exuding a monstrous murderous aura,

With a roar that resounded through the sky, the coiling dragon carved on the Pulaohong bell was resurrected! The coiling dragon raised its head and roared towards the sky, the giant tail swung, and the whole Pugao Hongzhong was facing down, and the monstrous flood rushed out!

In an instant, thousands of miles of sea were turned into angry waves, and the hundred-foot-long coiling dragon rose from the ** sea, and its body was like an arrow from the string volleying towards the eastern eagle.

The Oriental Eagle has already risen into the air. Master Peacock knows the movements of the Yuan Continent and other worlds all day long, and he naturally knows all kinds of divine weapons, few of them can't see through the divine weapons, only he plays with others in the palm of his hand, and now Dongfang Yingyang, who is possessed by him, is like him being reborn, and naturally it will not be bad.

When the purple-robed demon cultivator who claimed to be a broken soul burst out of the power of Pu Lao Hongzhong with his own essence and blood, Dongfang Ying Yang landed on the ** sea, and his whole body was full of Buddha's light, and his hands were quickly sealed, and he fell on the sea with a bang.

The golden Buddha light shot out from a radius of 100 miles on the sea, and dozens of dragon whales leaped up from the ** sea that turned over the angry waves, opened their bloody mouths, and tore their fangs to meet the volley of the coiling dragon.

Although Pu Lao is a dragon and crisscrosses the sea, he has always been afraid of behemoths and whales, especially the dragon whales in the West Buddha Sea. As soon as the dragon whale attacked, it was swept away, like a lost dog, and roared loudly in fright, and fled.

All things are mutually reinforcing. This is the law of nature. Those who think that they are the supreme gods and demons, who can rule over all things at will, are not only ridiculous, but also pathetic, and will eventually pay the most painful price for their stupidity.

Under the attack of the dragon whales, the coiling dragon was embarrassed to go up and down, roaring incessantly, making the sky full of clouds and thunder and lightning bombardment.

The soul breaking mouth opened, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the crumbling Pu Lao Hong Zhong, seeing that the coiling dragon that was about to die under the fangs of the dragon whale instantly became several times larger, and the huge body exuded a monstrous deterrent power, reversing the embarrassment just now, and the majestic head and tail counterattack, several dragon whales were killed in an instant under their claws.

Dongfang Ying was shocked, his body and mind were injured, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. As he breathed, his spells changed continuously, summoning more aggressive and powerful dragon whales.

The two great beasts of the desolation could not hold each other for a while, roaring continuously, the torrent rolling, the turbid waves emptied, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

"Hahaha, arrogant boy, leave the blood knife and your life to the old man, you can send me to hell!" The broken soul is another three mouthfuls of essence blood sprayed on the Pu Lao Hong Zhong, the Hong Feng is stacked, and the dragon is angry!

"Wishful thinking! Evil Dragon, suffer death! Dongfang Yingyang still underestimated this imitation that is equivalent to the best spirit soldier and the strength of the Broken Soul himself, but he didn't expect that he had repeatedly injured himself in order to snatch the Wei Yang Blood Knife and kill himself, and his body and mind were hit hard again, and he even sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood, stained a cigarette coat red, and had to sacrifice the Wei Yang Blood Knife again.

"Ahh The Broken Soul who was getting carried away saw the blood knife burst out violently, and seeing that it was impossible to avoid, he was frightened into a cold sweat, but he finally lived up to his reputation, and several teleportations narrowly escaped.

But Broken Soul never thought that Dongfang Yingyang's drunkard did not mean to drink, and the target of Wei Yang's blood knife was not himself, but the Pu Lao Hongzhong above his head. But when he reacted, the Wei Yang Blood Knife had already bombarded the Pu Lao Hongzhong.

With the incessant cracking sound, the Pu Lao Hongzhong shattered into pieces and turned into light smoke in bursts of trembling.

With the disappearance of the coiling dragon, Hong Feng also degraded without a trace in an instant, revealing the familiar vast sea.

The magic weapon that he had cultivated with his own essence and blood was destroyed, and with a scream, the broken soul screamed, and fell from the sky into the sea, smashing up waves that were more than a foot high.

Dongfang Yingyang withdrew the Wei Yang Blood Knife, didn't care about breathing, his right arm was shining with golden light, suddenly lengthened, stretched into the sea, and grabbed the broken soul from the sea, and then landed on the nearest island that was destroyed to only half a small one, and cast the "Great Sui Seeking Secret Spell" to treat the half-dead broken soul.

"You...... Why...... To save ...... I? Soon, Broken Soul slowly opened his eyes, and his breath was interrupted.

"What is your relationship with the Panlong Evil Venerable?" Dongfang Yingyang single-handedly entered the road. can refine the anti-production products of Pu Lao Hongzhong, so he naturally understands Pu Lao Hongzhong very well, and the relationship with the Panlong Evil Venerable Dongfang Ran is naturally not ordinary.

"Ahem, I'm ...... Does who I am really important to you? ”

Dongfang Ying nodded.

"Can you tell me who you are?" Seeing that he repeatedly pressed himself, Broken Soul became more and more suspicious of his origins.

"The Coiling Dragon Evil Venerable is my grandfather." Dongfang Yingyang has too many doubts in his heart, so there is no need to hide anything.

"You...... You are the master, the grandson of his old man, Xie Tianyao? Then your mother ......" Because he was so excited, Broken Soul coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood in a row, and he couldn't continue anymore.

"My mother's name is Dongfang Mingjing. Are you my grandfather's apprentice? Dongfang Yingyang asked in surprise when he heard this.

It is natural for Broken Soul to be able to refine Pu Lao Hongzhong anti-products, and it is natural for him to have a relationship with the Demon Emperor Qin Chuan, but it turned out to be a master-apprentice relationship between them, which was still greatly unexpected by Dongfang Yingyang, who no longer skimped on his chaotic power, and immediately helped him sit up and treat his internal injuries.

Dongfang Yingyang's chaotic power is neither immortal, nor Buddha, nor demon, but it includes everything, so although the chaotic power in his body is self-contained, it can be integrated with any other kind of yuan power, and it will not exclude each other.

"I'm much better." By the time Broken Soul came to his senses, most of his injuries had healed. He couldn't imagine that the dual cultivation of Dao and Demon would be unimpeded by his absorption of Dongfang Yingyang's Buddha Yuan Power, but now he couldn't care about understanding the situation, and he said without waiting for Dongfang Yingyang to speak:

"I am an unsuccessful disciple of his old man. In the past hundred years, in order to find out the murderer of my junior sister, that is, your mother, I have almost traveled to the northern part of the Tianyuan Continent, but unfortunately I still can't find a clue. After receiving the news from the Master, I hurried to Xifohai from the Plain to find your whereabouts. Broken Soul sighed with emotion.

"By the way, Tianyao, I heard that your cultivation realm is only the advanced realm of the foundation building period, why is it so powerful now, is it that you have cast some secret method?" Broken Soul thought of something, and said worriedly.

"Uncle Shi, don't worry, I'm fine. I still have very important things to do now, can you return to the Demon Venerable Mountain to persuade my grandfather to stop attacking the Western Heaven Region. When I'm done dealing with this matter, I'll find a way to contact you and go with you to Mozun Mountain to see my grandfather. Dongfang Yingyang said.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Shi will listen to you. Tianyao, if you want to inquire about the cause of your mother's death, it is best to find one of the Eight True Demons, Sun Niang, who is like a sister to your mother, and may know some important clues. ”

Dongfang Yingyang's uncle screamed so that his soul was broken, looking at the son of the beloved woman in front of him, he couldn't help but reach out and caress Dongfang Yingyang's hair kindly, but his heart was aching faintly.

Hey, emotional wounds make people get old.

The junior sister will always be young and beautiful in his heart, but he is no longer the young man in the prime of life, the moment he learned that the junior sister married Xie Xingtian, he was a white boy, and now he is an old man with white hair.

Although Dongfang Yingyang didn't know the past of this uncle, from the look on his uncle's face when he talked about his mother, he could see that his uncle's feelings for his mother were not just as simple as the relationship between brothers and sisters.

Thinking of his mother, he couldn't help but think of his father again, and Dongfang Yingyang's heart was also aching faintly.