After placing the Nine Blood Demon disciples in various places on the battlefield in Zhongzhou, Su Musha let it go.

Raising Gu is not raising flowers, they are destined to find their own way in the Blood Rain Bone Mountain, as for whether someone will fall because of this, it is no longer in the scope of Su Musha's consideration.

People in the world practice with their own fate, and if they unfortunately die, Su Musha will only be due to their luck.

Deal...... After the death of this group, a hundred years later, there will be nine people who will bow down in front of Su Musha.

He's been waiting for a thousand years and doesn't mind waiting any longer.

Throwing off the pseudo-gods of Xuanyue Zen Buddhism who followed behind him, Su Musha turned into a retreat and returned to Nanzhan Buzhou.

When the light fell, he saw that all the demon cultivators of the Hanging Moon Demon Sect were all there at this moment, gathering in Taiyuan Immortal Mountain, as if they were waiting for themselves.

In the wordless silence, the atmosphere was very gloomy.

"What's the matter? But what's the matter?

In the silence, I saw the Blood Corpse Daoist walking up to Su Musha, holding a half-mutilated robe in his hand.

"Poor Dao went to the depths of Zhongzhou Bone Mountain and saw the death of Duyunzi Daoyou. ”

The robe was stained with blood, and Su Musha could vaguely feel that the many treasures contained on it were closely intertwined with the Dao.

This is a very magnificent treasure, even on the gray robe of Su Musha.

You must know that the gray robe of Su Musha is woven from the stumps of the innocent heavenly clothes of the past, containing the charm of heaven and earth, and there is an infinite future.

This is the essence of the demon clan today, they went away in the past, recuperating in the ancient cold world, in the eternal years, they have witnessed too many landscapes, and they have also refined and condensed treasures that are unimaginable by the cultivators in the world.

This robe obviously also belonged to the treasure of the ancient cold realm in the past, and the grade was even higher than the natal magic weapon of the Divine Dao Monarch.

Now it is mutilated, only half remains, and the clear yellow Buddha light and red blood are clearly visible.

Suddenly, Su Musha seemed to have captured a hint of unusualness.

"You mean...... Falling?"

Zhu Xiu has been fighting in Zhongzhou for thousands of years, and what he is afraid of is not death, but a scar the size of a bowl.

What they are really afraid of is that their bodies will be infected by the treacherous gray divine fire, their minds will be erased, and the humanoid creatures will infect the spiritual platform, like puppets, wielding the magic weapons of the past, and swinging the butcher knife at their fellow disciples, Taoist companions, and juniors......

For thousands of years, the cultivators who have truly fallen are rare, but it is difficult to remember the number of people who have turned into false gods.

The Blood Corpse Daoist nodded solemnly and said: "It's a demon Buddha, when I look at him, it's just the Yuanying realm, his steps are faltering, his muscles are loose and his bones are soft, and there is a dead Qi entanglement between his eyebrows.

That's a method that I can't see through, very similar to the Dharma, but it's plausible, it's really unheard of, the means of Duyun Daoyou, I have also seen it in the past, to be honest, it shouldn't be defeated by this demon Buddha.

When I appeared, Twilight Yunzi still had the last ray of life left, and I wanted to save him, but the demon Buddha used a treacherous method, there was a faint cloud to cover the spirit platform, and when I split the prison and shot again, Twilight Yunzi Daoyou had already fallen.

The flesh and blood were sucked away, the jade ashes were defeated, the three breaths turned into dust, the mud pill palace was dark, the spiritual platform was corroded by dirty blood, and the soul and true spirit were also detained by the demon Buddha and left.

The demon Buddha said that he was enshrined in the decree of a powerful person of Xuanyue Zen Buddhism, personally descended to this realm, and ended the cause and effect of the years, and said that Xuanyue Zen Sect and Hanging Moon Demon Sect are specious in name, and we have committed a taboo to kill the cultivators of the Demon Sect, and Dusk Yunzi suffered this difficulty because he is the protector of the sect......"

Hearing the words of the Blood Corpse Daoist, Su Musha was just silent.

You must know that the Blood Corpse Daoist has been in the realm of the Divine Dao Monarch for thousands of years, and the "Heavenly Corpse Righteous Dao Sutra" is the supreme ancient Dao method of driving out corpses, and now his cultivation is the Dao Realm Su Musha has been unable to see through.

What's more, in the past thousand years, the Four Domains have been hanging high in the Dome Immortal Pavilion, and many of the surviving Three Ancient Monsters have also made a bloody investment, and the treasures of heaven and earth collected in the past, or the Three Ancient Supreme Dao Methods, have been deposited in the Immortal Pavilion.

He also imitated the great teachings of the Holy Lands, promulgated various tasks, and handed them over to the cultivators to complete, and the merits that could be obtained were incalculable.

Or, if you break into the battlefield alone and slaughter false gods, you can also exchange merit.

The blood corpse Dao people crisscrossed the battlefield in Zhongzhou without counting the years, slaughtering countless pseudo-gods, and even exchanged for many ancient demon path scriptures from the Dome Immortal Pavilion, including the codex of the sages of the corpse, or the supreme method of blood and soul path.

Even the "Blood Sea Returning to the Yuan True Scripture" in Su Musha's hand was also a gift from the Blood Corpse Daoist.

He has already walked out of his own path, which is different from the sages of the Heavenly Corpse Dao Law in the past dynasties, this is a completely different path, mysterious and mysterious.

And the treacherous demon monk who can make the blood corpse Dao people have nothing to do, Su Musha did not hesitate to guess with the most exaggerated possibility.

Moreover, behind the Sumeru Passage is a brilliant realm, if what the Daoists of chess played in the past is true, such a prosperous realm is not just an ordinary monk, and he can have the qualifications to serve the powerful law.

Su Musha waved his hand, took a wisp of Buddha's light from the robe and hid it in his sleeve, and then looked at the cultivators.

"Let's disperse, please ask Brother Blood Corpse Dao to take this robe, go to the Bao tribe for a trip, tell the cause and effect, if the Bao tribe promises, then come back with the robe, I am on the Taiyuan Immortal Mountain, for the Duyun Dao brother to set up a mound of clothes, if not...... Let them go.

As for this demon monk...... I'll meet him for a while!"

......

In the south of the Southern Regions, there is an endless wilderness.

There are towering mountains, lonely for eternity, and there are fairy pavilions in the mountains.

This is where the mountain gate of the Demon Hate Sect was located in the past.

In front of the mountains, there is an abyss that cuts through the earth, according to legend, this is caused by the sword king's battle with the amount of robbery in the past, it is an abyss, and it is also a knife mark.

The second generation of the Demon Hatred Sect in the past, the Demon Spirit Son Zuo Si, was standing in front of the abyss at this moment, staring at the mountains in the distance with his eyes, not knowing what to think again.

A moment later.

Suddenly thunder exploded in the abyss.

A terrifying, hideous gray substance seemed to struggle out of the abyss.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort from Zuo Si, the power of the years swayed out, suppressing the gray matter in the abyss again.

The dust was raised, and the great god of Yuanbo held the blood-stained knife on his arm, and escaped from the abyss in embarrassment.

Zuo Si walked quickly towards the two of them, swaying his spiritual light, and healed Dao Seventeen.

"How's it going?"

"What Xiao Nineteen said before he died is right, I have confirmed it one by one, but this road is too terrible, it is really one step at a time, don't say that you and I, that is, the master respects his old man in the world, I am afraid that it will be difficult to make a second time. ”

As he spoke, Dao Seventeen looked at the abyss with palpitations, as if he was staring at an ancient evil beast, and his words were even more vague.

Zuo Si's face was happy.

"It's okay, as long as you know it's right, it's okay to wait for eternity, it's okay to wait for another ten million years!"

Knife Seventeen shook his head in a daze.

"Seniors, don't say that a certain family is depressed, just afraid of ...... I really can't wait. ”

On the side, the great god of Yuanbo also nodded and said:

"Zuo Daoyou, I want to teach you to know, you and I are not the heyday of the spring and autumn in the past, the mountains and rivers are falling, you and I are slowly ending, this world can see the immortality of the ages, but it is difficult to see the power of the present after all. ”

Zuo Si was silent for a long time, and then raised his head again to stare at the dark sky.

"Let's go, go to the Eastern Regions, and see the girl in Tsing Yi. ”

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