Sun Wukong's words attracted everyone's attention.

"Wukong, you say you know what the last difficulty of the ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulty is?" Even Jiang Liu looked at Sun Wukong curiously and asked in surprise.

"Master, isn't this an obvious thing?" Hearing that Master was actually asking himself, Sun Wukong was a little strange, and replied: "The purpose of our trip is to overthrow the immortals and Buddhas in the sky, then, the last difficulty, of course, is to kill the Buddha!

"yes, there seems to be nothing wrong with this at all!?" Sun Wukong's words made Jiang Liu nod.

I have to say that Sun Wukong's words are still reasonable!

It's just that the people of the entire Lingshan are waiting for the team to go west to obtain the true scriptures, so that the Dharma can spread to the east and let the Buddhism prosper, but in the end, the team that traveled west to learn the scriptures is to go to the Lingshan with blood?

Just thinking about it is very interesting and I am looking forward to it!

Of course, if you have the power to wash the spiritual mountain in blood, then it will naturally be better, and then you can go and see the face of the Buddha.

If your strength is not enough, you may be sent to death, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Liu's heart felt a sense of urgency a little more.

Zhu Bajie next to them obviously also felt a sense of urgency rushing towards them, and their faces were much more serious.

"Master, let's go next, it's time to continue to brush and brush copies, right?" Zhu Bajie returned the calamity book in his hand to Jiang Liu, and at the same time, he spoke.

Zhu Bajie, who is lazy by nature, actually offered to go to the next copy.

"Wow, naturally we want to continue!" Seeing that Zhu Bajie suddenly looked so motivated, Jiang Liu was naturally very happy.

nodded, and after letting Sun Wukong unfold the map of the mountains and rivers society, the group continued to enter the dungeon.

The days that followed were very uneventful.

Five or six times a day, plus the cultivation of the Qinglian Dao Sutra, as well as the life occupation, the speed of gaining experience points is still very fast.

In this way, in the blink of an eye, another seven or eight days have passed, and Jiang Liu has obtained about 1 billion experience points these days, plus the previous cultivation, as well as the 800 million experience points rewarded for completing the mission of the Wanmin Umbrella, which is getting closer and closer to level 75.

"Sure enough, this brand new dungeon, the speed of gaining experience points is fast!" Looking at his character layout, Jiang Liu nodded with satisfaction, and muttered secretly in his heart.

Seven or eight days have passed, and Zhu Bajie's sense of urgency is not as eager as before.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Jiang Liu opened his mouth and said: "Wukong, there are some things that need to be dealt with as a teacher, you guys are waiting here for the teacher!"

"Master, do you need to be accompanied by my grandson?" Listening to Jiang Liu's words, Sun Wukong took the initiative to ask.

"This time I left for the division, not to fight, so I just went alone!" Listening to Sun Wukong's words, Jiang Liu replied.

"Okay, Master, if there is any situation, feel free to pick my grandson!" nodded and Sun Wukong replied.

"Picking?" Jiang Liu looked at Sun Wukong inquiringly, not understanding what he meant by the word "picking" at all.

"Didn't you say it yourself, Master?" it means to send a message!" Sun Wukong asked Jiang Liu strangely.

"Oh, it's the meaning of CALL, not picking!" Jiang Liu suddenly realized and corrected.

"That's pretty much what it means!" waved his hand, but Sun Wukong didn't care.

Shaking his head, Jiang Liu didn't mean to be entangled in this regard, his mind was certain, and he landed directly.

I had already thought about the completion of the matter of Lion Camel Ridge, and then I went to the Netherworld Blood Sea to go on a journey, and now, I finally have time to spare.

As the body of the river continued to dive, soon, the river came to the underworld.

Without stopping, Jiang Liu continued to dive, and after passing directly through the underworld, he came to the Netherworld Blood Sea at the bottom of the Three Realms and Six Realms.

A sea of blood, boundless, and the waves of blood are monstrous.

Although it seems that the scenery of this Netherworld Blood Sea has not changed at all, Jiang Liu knew how to go after a little discrimination, and his body moved, and flew directly towards the palace where the Styx Ancestor was.

In this netherworld sea of blood, there are countless Shura clans.

The Shura clan, the male looks very similar to the demon clan, with hideous faces, even green faces and fangs.

However, the women of the Shura tribe look very graceful and amorous.

What's more, all the women of the Shura tribe are dressed very revealing and bold.

Xu could see the extraordinaryness of Jiang Liu, and Xu looked at Jiang Liu's handsome appearance, so when Jiang Liu flew all the way, many Shura women were flattering at Jiang Liu, and even dared to chase Jiang Liu with laughter and fly for a while.

It's just that Jiang Liu's current cultivation level 74, the realm of Taiyi True Immortal, is also a small master among the Three Realms and Six Realms, and under this full speed flight, not just anyone can keep up.

Therefore, ignoring these women of the Shura clan, quickly, the speed could not keep up, and these women were naturally thrown off.

"This Shura clan seems to be very open!" Flying in mid-air, looking at the Shura clan in the Netherworld Blood Sea, Jiang Liu's heart murmured secretly.

I remember that according to legend, Nuwa was the first of the six saints to become holy, and after creating the human race, she made great merit and thus became holy.

And the Styx Ancestor imitated Nuwa and created the method of racial sanctification, and he also created the Shura clan in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

However, although he has also received great merit, it is not enough to become holy.

Because, although the human race created by Nuwa is weak, it is the protagonist of the future world.

And the Shura tribe created by the River Styx is not comparable to the human race, so it is naturally impossible to obtain that great merit.

Moreover, when the Shura race was created, it was felt that the human race was yin and yang and thus multiplied, so the Shura race created by the ancestor of the Styx River was also divided into men and women, and they were naturally lewd.

Looking at the appearance of these Shura tribes, Jiang Liu's heart secretly wondered if it would be a wrong choice for him to leave his daughter to survive in this netherworld blood sea?

But if you don't put her in this sea of blood, where should she go?

Lingyu's words are fine, but if the blood rain is spoken, it is difficult to say that the heart is not something that anyone can control.

After thinking about it in his heart, Jiang Liu soon came to the palace of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

For the arrival of the river, the forces of the Netherworld Blood Sea will naturally not stop it.

However, today's Styx Ancestor did not appear, and the person who received the river was Tian Bo Xun, the head of the four demon kings under the Styx Ancestor.

"I've seen Mr. Tianbo Xun!" Jiang Liu opened his mouth and saluted Tianbo Xun first, looking humble and polite.

"Master Xuanzang is polite, please take a seat!" Tianbo Xun also returned the salute, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and invited Jiang Liu to sit down in the seat next to him.

Jiang Liu looked at the palace left and right, it was much more empty than when he came before, and he felt a little strange in his heart, and said, "Excuse me, why is this palace so calm today? Why is there no trace of the Netherworld Sect Master!?"

"It's unfortunate that the holy monk came today, everyone is busy with things, and the sect leader doesn't have time to come to see you, so if I come, if you don't take care of it, please take care of Master Xuanzang!"

"Mr. Tianbo Xun is polite, where is it!" Jiang Liu was still humble and polite, but he secretly slandered in his heart.

Forget about others, the Styx Ancestor didn't have time to see him?

Who doesn't know that the 480 million blood god doppelgangers of the Styx Ancestor? As long as this Netherworld Blood Sea does not dry up, his Styx will be immortal and immortal.

He can just have a clone, but he doesn't have time to see him?

"Yes, where is the little girl?" Jiang Liu asked Tian Bo Xun without rushing to pierce the other party's meaning.

"You mean Senior Sister Blood Rain, it just so happens that today's cultivation aspect is about to break through, so I want to be with the Sect Master!" Listening to Jiang Liu's words, Tian Bo Xun replied.

"Co-author, is it unwelcome for me to come to this Netherworld Blood Sea today? I don't seem to see anyone except Tianbo Xun!?" his brows furrowed slightly, and Jiang Liu's heart murmured secretly.

"By the way, Holy Monk, I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to deal with, I wonder if you still have something to deal with, Holy Monk?" After chatting for a few words, suddenly, Tian Bo Xun seemed to think of something, and asked Jiang Liu.

It seems that Tian Bo Xun is quite polite, but there is an obvious sense of alienation in this politeness.

Moreover, what does this sentence mean, Jiang Liu can naturally hear it, he wants to drive people out, right?

"Alas......"

Hearing Tianbo Xun's words, Jiang Liu couldn't help but sigh.

"Mr. Tenbo!"

It's all to the point where the expulsion order is issued, and it is impossible to keep the harmony on the face, Jiang Liu sighed secretly, and said straight to the point: "Excuse me, is there anything I did to displease you, or the Netherworld Sect Master?"

"Why do you say that, Master?" asked Jiang Liu with a look of confusion.

"Since it's not, why is it that the poor monk came here today, and the entire Netherworld Blood Sea is not very welcoming to the poor monk? No one wants to see me except Mr. Tianbo Xun?" Jiang Liu got straight to the point and asked directly to Tian Bo Xun.

"If you don't lose playing mahjong, there's really no way, I don't want to see you!"

Tian Bo Xun sighed in his heart, secretly bitter.