The Imprisoned Demon Peak is now completely submerged in the thick demonic qi, and under the night, from a distance, it looks like a huge volcano that is erupting with black flames.

The lonely and steep main peak, above the magic peak, a circular millstone-shaped light and shadow, sometimes hidden and sometimes appearing, between the virtual and the real, sometimes large and sometimes small, the largest, nearly a hundred miles in diameter, is slowly rotating. The light that radiated out was colorful and strange, seemingly faint, but it shone thousands of miles away. At this moment, I don't know how many people are silently watching with their eyes or with their hearts. But no one dared to fly blatantly and like moths to fire. Because at the peak of the Demon Peak a few miles away under the light and shadow of this grinding plate, there were seven real people-level demon cultivators and six true spirit-level demon cultivators, and it could be said that the masters of the entire Demon Prison Peak gathered here.

Especially the six True Spirit Demon Cultivators, with simple clothes and cold expressions, with a temperament that is incompatible with the world, at a glance, you can see that all of them are big devils from outside the world. At this moment, these six people, in a circle, were all heading towards the bottomless blood pool in the middle, playing the Dao Method. In the pool of blood, the bright red blood churned violently, and from time to time you could see white bone skeletons, floating and sinking in it. As these six True Spirit Demon Cultivators continued to urge with all their magic skills, the bright red blood, as well as those white bones, constantly turned into dark red blood light, with surging demonic energy, like flames, straight upward, and connected with the grinding disc-like light and shadow in the sky.

Suddenly, one of the True Spirit Demon Cultivators asked out loud, "Ling Feng, this seat ordered you to go and seize the Nine Leaf Blue Lotus Lamp, why did you go back empty-handed?"

A middle-aged man standing a hundred meters behind him bowed down and clenched his fists, and replied respectfully, "Elder Xie, my subordinates have already won the battle, and it only takes one more night to completely control the Flame Gate, waiting for the opportunity to seize the Nine-Leaf Blue Lotus Lamp, but I don't want to kill another monk who has cultivated the Mandala Dharma Realm halfway, and the Xuanqing Zhenren sent by the Flame Gate Master and the Lotus Law Peak, the three of them joined forces to destroy the Phaseless Heavenly Demon Bead given by the Elder." ”

The expressions of the real demon cultivators on the left and right of the middle-aged man were still serious, but their eyes showed a hint of sarcasm and schadenfreude. Elders, this time he sent Ling Feng to seize the heavy treasure of the Buddha Gate that could be said to correspond to the Demon Heavenly Wheel on his head, the Nine-Leaf Blue Lotus Lamp, this Phaseless Heavenly Demon Bead, which was the key thing. When the nine-leaf green lotus lamp was born, it was used to isolate its own demonic energy and minimize the rejection of the nine-leaf green lotus lamp. This Ling Feng was destroyed by someone, even if the Nine-Leaf Blue Lotus Lamp was placed in front of him, he was unable to collect it, no wonder he ran back in disgrace.

That Ling Feng, with his head down, didn't need to look, he knew the eyes and faces of the people who came down with him, and he was secretly jealous in his heart. But suddenly, a person said in a deep voice to Elder Xie and himself, "Tong is not talented, I am willing to help Senior Brother Ling!"

Immediately after, a cold voice sounded slowly, "Purple Flame Island, not far from the Imprisoned Demon Peak, Zhao Tong has also been in contact with the Buddhist Dharma Realm cultivators before, so you can go with Xuan Jizi and the Demon Spear General to fight quickly." ”

The True Spirit Demon Cultivator, who was respectfully called Elder Xie, said with a smile, "It's just a pseudo-nine-leaf green lotus lamp, and there are only three pseudo-real human monks, and the Holy Maiden of He Lao made a move." Xuanjizi Tong Yuchun, the magic spear will be Ling Feng, and the two of them are enough. With that, another magic bead flew out of his sleeve and landed in front of Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was overjoyed, and caught this Phaseless Heavenly Demon Bead with both hands. Xuan Jizi slowly flew out with Ling Feng, looked sideways slightly, and glanced at the yellow-faced Zhao Tong who was still standing in place, standing solemnly.

"The palace master is really not mistaken, the holy woman is young, but she is far-sighted, she has already planned, and in a short period of time, she has set up this blood demon pool. That Elder Xie stretched out his hand and the other True Spirit Demon Cultivators to urge this bloody and terrifying blood pool, while turning his back to Zhao Tong, and praised in a cold voice.

"In the world, since the decline of the luck of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, the world has been in turmoil, and the war is endless, and Zhao Tong is just a little guided. Zhao Tong replied without being in a hurry, his face was under the black veil, and he couldn't see it really.

At this time, there was another True Spirit Demon Cultivator, and his divine sense spoke, "Thanks to Rong'er's girl, in the snowy plateau below, the essence and blood of many bald donkey monks have been refined, and they have been poured into the Blood Demon Pool. ”

Zhao Tong took a step forward and said cautiously, "Senior Sister Yang, she is unparalleled in talent and thoughtful. If it weren't for Senior Sister Yang teaching the essence and blood souls of those monks with Lama, this blood pool would not have been so calm and tame, and the Demon Heavenly Wheel would not have been born so quickly, catching those righteous monks off guard. ”

On the Demon Peak, it was quiet again, and those real demon cultivators who came from outside the world stood silently without any expression on their faces.

A moment later, another True Spirit Demon Cultivator, Divine Consciousness said, "In three days, the Demon Heavenly Wheel will be born." Le Yihong, you go down quickly and pick up Yang Ya's head. Remember, be sure to do it before the Demon Wheel is born!"

A woman with a bee waist and breasts standing not far from Zhao Tong immediately twisted her body, brought a charming fragrant wind, and led her to leave.

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It's late at night again!

Liao Yongzhong walked out of the tent almost without touching his feet, his back was in the moonlight, and he floated in the air like a ghost. In the barracks, there is a post at three steps and a post at five steps, and although it is late at night, it is more vigilant than in the daytime. But Liao Yongzhong, like a ghost, avoided all the sentry posts, and quietly left the camp tent in less than a pillar of incense.

At this moment, the Han army of Wuchang Mansion, after occupying Bianliang, the vanguard had already killed a hundred miles away from Taiyuan. Zhu Yuanzhang's army, after paying the heavy price of nearly 100 monks in Jiming Temple under the elder's hatred, has also completely cleared the thousands of miles of demonic poison in Hongze Lake and advanced north to the outside of Suqian City.

The distance between the large military camp tent and Suqian City is only ten miles, and it is all barren rocky land, and in the middle of the rocky land is a trench that is no more than five miles wide. The siege battle during the day was most fierce in this trench, and most of the dead soldiers on both sides were buried here. From the scorching sun to the gradual cooling and dimming of the sunset, this place has become a scene of mass graves.

Liao Yongzhong stood quietly in the middle of the bottom of the trench. He, with his bare hands tilting his head slightly, seemed to be looking at the enemy wall in front of him, his eyes slightly closed, his ears shaking in his long scattered hair, and he seemed to be carefully examining and listening to something. The bloody corpses under his feet, the broken arms and stumps scattered everywhere, not only were they still oozing blood, but also a trace of black gas was constantly floating out, making Liao Yongzhong feel like he was in Hongze Lake again. The dark and dense water of the lake came rushing in an instant, and it was almost impossible to breathe.

Liao Yongzhong suddenly pulled out the big knife on his waist and swept through the thousands of troops in one go, and the demonic qi around him dispersed at the touch of a button, but then surged over again. Liao Yongzhong brandished a big knife, and his eyes were full of his former subordinates, and they were all enchanted, smiling fiercely and gently at him. A knife, a knife, a knife. Liao Yongzhong gradually became a little unconscious, his steps were scattered, the Xuantie knife became lighter and lighter, and the demonic qi around him was like a stagnant water.

Suddenly, the oblique moon disappeared from the sky. Below, an angry roar erupted from Liao Yongzhong's location. He jumped up from the trench, and his whole person was shrouded in demonic energy, like a black cloud drifting towards Suqian City, which was miles away. When the black clouds reached the city tower, a cold light flashed, and a row of heads flew high, and the swaying hot blood quickly condensed in the night, and wisps of demonic energy fused together in a strange way, slowly surging towards the sky.

In the sky above Hongze Lake, Zhu Yuanzhang stood with his hands tied, standing quietly in the clouds, staring at the direction of Suqian. Liao Yongzhong's scene, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at it one by one, but he didn't have any expression, it seemed that he had expected it, or it was insignificant at all. The aura around him was like a dragon, and his eyes were full of golden light, and he seemed to see farther and wider.

In the sky above Huai'an Mansion, there is also a faint dragon shadow floating and swimming. Shen/Changqi, standing quietly in the clouds, also stood with his hands tied, and also stared at the direction of Suqian. After a few moments, Fu looked farther southwest.

In the sky above Taiyuan Mansion, Wang Baobao also stood on a high place, first silently looking at the blood soul demonic qi outside the city, and then looking in the direction of Suqian. That Liao Yongzhong fell into the devil, killed himself in Suqian City, exhausted his blood and died in battle, flesh and blood, all turned into a scene of demonic energy, he saw it clearly, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, and then, he also cast his eyes farther south, the direction of Lushan.

Lushan, since it was opened, a radius of 100 miles has become a forbidden area, don't talk about people, don't talk about monks, even if there is no demon or monster. Because, if there are those who enter and stay in the air, they are also in and out, and the righteous and evil monks who go back and forth between the world and the sea of clouds in Lushan will be cleaned up and sent away.

Tonight, on this Lu Mountain, it seems that someone has come down again, the wind is howling in the sky, and the clouds are gradually turning black under the moonlight, and gradually scattering. Finally, under the attention of Zhu Yuanzhang, Shen/Changqi, and Wang Baobao, a red light shot out from the black cloud, and a young woman with luxurious clothes and a sexy figure slowly walked out of the red light.

This woman has a red phoenix hairpin on her head, a long skirt robe on her body is also pink, an awl face, red lips and eyebrows, and a cold light in her eyes. She stood above Poyang Lake, looked around, and naturally saw Zhu Yuanzhang and others, but she didn't pay attention to it, her face was expressionless, it seemed that Zhu Yuanzhang and the three of them were not enough, or they were not concerned about it. With a cold gaze, she gently slid past Zhu Yuanzhang and the three of them, and only stopped at Suqian City near Zhu Yuanzhang and Taiyuan City near Wang Baobao. In her eyes, at this moment, the sky above Suqian and Taiyuan is red, and the demonic energy like blood and water is constantly rising, and after it is submerged into the dirty night sky of this world, it gathers together with the westernmost one, from its side, into the sea of clouds in Lushan, and finally continuously injects into the blood pool of the Demon Peak.

This woman was sent down to meet Yang Yingrong's Outer Heaven Demon Cultivator, Le Yihong.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Wang Baobao, and Shen/Changqi seemed to feel the contempt in Le Yihong's eyes thousands of miles away, and they all snorted coldly on Hongze Lake, Taiyuan City Tower, and Huai'an Night Sky. Shen/Changqi even jumped up and flew in the direction of Lushan. Le Yihong, who was thousands of miles away, also seemed to hear the cold snort of the three of them, and looked at Shen/Changqi who was flying across the river, and couldn't help laughing. With affection and self-pity in her eyebrows, she chuckled softly above Poyang Lake, and her figure disappeared immediately.

Le Yihong glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang and the three of them as the slightly more powerful prey in the nether world, and after inspecting the nourishment sacrifices that supplied the blood pool, he smiled arrogantly and flew to the snowy plateau. And at this moment, Xuan Jizi followed Ling Feng and was flying out of the Prison Demon Peak.

"Ling Demon General, in that main hall, there are many powerful magic weapons, I am alone, I have tried many times, and I have brought out one of them! Xuan Jizi, whispered to Ling Feng without smiling.

That Ling Feng waved his hand impatiently and said, "Brother Xuanji, along the way, you have told me several times! Isn't it just a demon monk's cave ban? What's the big deal." After you kill the three people on the Purple Flame Island with me and take the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, we will go to the Demon Sound Temple again!"

"Yes, yes, yes, good. "Xuanjizi, dancing excitedly in his hands, his eyes are shining, like countless magic weapons, flying in front of him.

The two of them were talking while flying in the boundless demonic aura, and when they passed near the Demon Seeking Island, they all stopped talking and their expressions became cautious.

Xuan Jizi, with indignation in his eyes, leaned out of his sleeve robe with the index finger of his right hand, and gently pointed towards the Imprisoned Demon Island, "It's really hateful." The elders, sitting on the Demon Peak, communicated with the Demon Heavenly Wheel, they didn't dare to come up openly, so they sneakily lurked on the Demon Island outside the peak. ”

Ling Feng glanced vigilantly at the Imprisoned Demon Island, and at Xuanjizi, his divine sense transmitted, "Brother Xuanji, you may not know about it in the human world. Those so-called righteous monks are actually despicable. If it doesn't work in person, it will be done in secret, and everything will be done. You and I should be careful, don't let them smell fishy. ”

Xuan Jizi nodded again and again, but he just stretched out the fingers of his sleeve robe, but he didn't retract it for a long time, and he always pointed in the direction of the Demon Island.

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Ten Thousand Buddha Island, White Lotus Temple, in a meditation room. Zhang Cuilu showed the message of Wuxu that she had just received to He Qifeng and the others, and then frowned and said, "Yesterday, Master Wuxu sent a message and told me to wait for a while. Late this night, another message was sent to summon me to rush to Purple Flame Island as soon as possible. Something big must have happened. ”

"So what are you waiting for!, let's go now!" said the crowd in unison.

"Wait!" He Qifeng walked out slowly and said in a deep voice. "Master Wuxu, in the interrogation, there is only a faint intention that we will wait to find him, but he did not say it explicitly, let alone mention the specific date, so it can be seen that there may not be anything big happening. ”

He tightened his eyebrows, paced, and looked around at the people in the room, "In just one day, today is thicker than yesterday, and the demonic aura that fills the sea of clouds in Lushan is thicker, and the aura is more agitated. What's more, the Purple Flame Island is not only thousands of miles away from here, but it has to pass through many areas of influence, and it is also close to the Demon Seeking Island. At this time, it is very dangerous to act rashly. ”

As soon as He Qifeng said this, the meditation room suddenly fell silent.

"What Senior Brother He said is not unreasonable. In this case, senior brothers, stay on Ten Thousand Buddha Island for the time being, and let Wulu go to Purple Flame Island first. Zhang Cuilu said, clasping her hands.

As soon as these words came out, He Qifeng and the others looked at each other, and then stepped forward one after another, clasping their palms together and persuading.

"Senior Sister Zhang (Senior Brother), you are like this, you don't feel embarrassed to wait for me (how can you deal with yourself)". There were even people who muttered in a low voice, did Zhang Cuilu want to rely on some treasure left by Wuxu to cross the sea of clouds alone, and Bo Wuxu (Elder Xu) was happy, Yunyun.

Zhang Cuilu sighed, looked at He Qifeng with deep meaning, and said slowly, "Senior Brother He, before, it was you, and I urged me to go to find Master Wuxu as soon as possible; In one day, attitudes are diametrically opposed, and so much has changed. “

Before he finished speaking, He Qifeng shouted loudly, "Senior Brother Wulu! In the sea of clouds, the killing machine is gradually rising, and the Purple Flame Island is thousands of miles away, and our cultivation is low, so we have to act carefully. It must be known that today is different from yesterday, and the husband moves from time to time. “

Above the meditation room, Shi Hai stood at the head of the clouds. The soundproof barrier under Zhang Cuilu's cloth seemed to him to be non-existent and undefended. In the meditation room, the voices of discussion, disputes, and justifications, every sentence and word, all floated by in their ears one by one.

"Amitabha!" Shi Hai heard it, and suddenly recited a Buddha name. Below He Qifeng, he suddenly exclaimed, "Senior Brother Shihai." After a while, Zhang Cuilu, He Qifeng and others walked out of the meditation room, saluted towards Shihai, and saluted with their palms.

At this time, Shi Hai sat on the clouds in mid-air, and countless spiritual qi condensed into a white lotus platform under his feet, and countless spiritual qi continued to pour out from the top of his head, and then flew around him according to a wonderful trajectory, and finally returned to his body. From a distance, it looks like a spurting spiritual spring.

Seeing this, Zhang Cuilu immediately congratulated, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Shi Hai, the White Lotus gave up the sword and went to the next level." ”

Shi Hai glanced at Zhang Cuilu, with a slight hint of appreciation in his eyes, and after stopping the congratulations of the rest of the people with one hand, he put it flat on his lap, pinched the lotus flower with the other hand and pointed it to his chest, and said without sadness or joy, "I already know what Fang Caier and others are discussing." Before the words fell, a white light flew out of his sleeve and landed in front of Zhang Cuilu.

When Zhang Cuilu saw it, she couldn't help but be overjoyed, and she looked up and was about to ask. Shi Hai's voice sounded again, "This is the Ten Thousand Buddha Order of the Lotus Law Peak, as long as it is not an evil demon, seeing this token, it will sell some affection." After that, the lotus finger on his chest moved slightly, and the five cold beads flew towards Zhang Cuilu, Bi Lanlan, Cheng Song, He Xiaohua, and Jiang Dingchun respectively, "This is the five white lotus sword qi that I usually cultivate, referring to the white bone sword of the Silence Bead of Senior Brother Wuxu, refining it into a white lotus bead, and sending it to the five junior brothers to participate in enlightenment on the way, which is also used for self-defense." "In the meditation room before, after some disputes, it was Zhang Cuilu, Bi Lanlan, Cheng Song, He Xiaohua, and Jiang Dingchun who decided to set off immediately and go to Purple Flame Island.

Zhang Cuilu was babbling, as if she had something to say. Shi Hai, as if smiling, slowly closed his eyes, and pronounced his senses, "Go, monks, there is no need to be so cowardly." When he arrived at Purple Flame Island, Dai Shihai greeted Senior Brother Wuxu. And he said no more.

Until Zhang Cuilu and the five of them left respectfully, left Ten Thousand Buddha Island, and disappeared into the vast sea of clouds, Shi Haifang opened his eyes again, smiled at He Qifeng and the others and said, "Your junior disciples have sharpened their minds on the Lotus Law Peak before, and their hearts to the Buddha have been indestructible. Now, the magic weapon is born, Lushan is turbulent, and the killing machine is looming. Tonight, senior brother, I will explain to you and teach me the supreme magic method of the Hualien Mystic Sect. Although the voice was soft, it made the void vibrate, and countless white lotuses emerged, repeating the cycle, and the endless fragrance fluttered like a shadow.

That's right

One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, and the world will fight in a pool of blood.

The monks of the world are in unison, and the Mystic Law is still divided into relatives and alienation.