In front of the temple is a huge square, the open door of the hall, the left and right sides of the door are placed a door-high statue, not human, not ghost, not god, not immortal, if you have to describe, it must be a kind of monster or something like that, several huge arms, but also have vicious claws.

"White Charm!" Feng Budu suddenly thought of something, "Some parts of these two gods are somewhat similar to White Charm, I wonder if there is any connection?"

He looked around again, there was no way out except the temple door, it seemed that the bloody corpse just now should have entered, and the other people he had seen, maybe some of them had already entered.

To go in or not to go in.

He wanted to go in and have a look, but he didn't do anything, so he wouldn't offend the gods here, and he thought that half of his feet had already stepped in.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt that the momentum was very bad, and at a glance, good guys, there are still a lot of people!

A group of imposing blood corpses, seven in total, surrounded by a yellow-bearded crane man. As soon as the man saw that the wind was not crossing, he let out a contemptuous "Yo!", and then glared at him angrily, as if he had stolen the treasure of his previous life.

On the other side, it was Fu Qiao, as soon as he saw that the wind did not come in, he scolded angrily: "Demon!"

Feng Budu was naturally unhappy in his heart, and casually countered: "Fire monkey, you have a big temper!"

At this time, Fu Qiao stopped scolding, but seriously pondered in his heart how to clean up the wind and not cross this demon, and what method of torture could make his death more painful.

Feng Budu naturally didn't know what Fu Qiao thought, but distanced himself from him and formed a tripartite situation with the group of blood corpses. Then he asked Huang He, "Your Excellency, you remind me of someone!"

Huang He snorted coldly: "Little miscellaneous fish, we can really meet today, why don't you quickly offer the sword you took out of the magic sword cave, otherwise the old man will teach you to regret being a man!"

Feng Budu also said: "Old Ghost Huang, when I saw you before, you looked like a dog, why are you dressed so neatly today?

Feng Budu knew that something was wrong, he knew the strength of the blood corpse just now, and at this time he also understood that these blood corpses must have been refined by the old ghost of Yellow Crane through secret methods, and they were under his command and control. And these blood corpses are different from the low-level blood corpses they encountered before, all of them are extraordinary in combat power.

"Noise!"

Although Huang He suffered several losses under Feng Budu's hands, but after all, they were all clones, this time the deity met, naturally he didn't take Feng Budu in his eyes, and there was already a blood corpse tiger jumping up in anger, and he rushed towards Feng Budu viciously.

The blood corpse slashed the half-corroded giant sword in his hand head-on, Feng Budu didn't know what to do in his heart, this time he didn't show weakness, the ghost light in his hand flashed, and the sword of the god directly attacked the past.

The giant sword fell, as if containing the power of a mountain, and the wind did not cross the pressure and fell to the ground with a pop, and the mysterious power contained in the giant sword turned into a sharp sword qi, directly cutting through his clothes, and blood had spread under the clothes.

Huang He laughed: "Little miscellaneous fish, is it a little difficult for the blood corpse to deal with, if you don't think it's enough, I still have six here, enough for you to play," and then his gaze locked on the Divine Sword, and the greedy light made him lose all his Dao Qi of course, "This sword is a little smaller, but it can be reluctantly used when integrated into the giant sword, after all, it was taken out of the Long Family's Demon Sword Cave." ”

This old ghost of the Yellow Crane actually wanted to melt the sword of the god of the wind and forge another giant sword, I don't know what it is for.

Feng Budu was pressed by the blood corpse, and he was a little struggling for a while, and a cold light appeared in Huang He's eyes, and he was about to take the Wind Budu Divine Sword.

Fu Qiao shouted angrily: "How can I let you succeed!"

Immediately, crimson flames pierced through the void, blocking Yellow Crane's path.

"Fu Qiao, without the protection of the Yan Dragon, what qualifications do you have to stop me?" Huang He said coldly, but he couldn't pass through Fu Qiao's fire dragon to take away the sword in Feng Budu's hand.

"Old Ghost Huang, after so many years, I thought you had given up on that crazy plan, it seems that I underestimated your stupid perseverance!" Fu Qiao snorted coldly, "But as long as I, Fu Qiao, live in this world for one day, don't want to do it, I stopped you once more than ten years ago, I can naturally stop you again, and I can stop you thousands of times in the future." ”

Huang He let out a sinister laugh and shouted, "Fu Qiao, back then, when you blocked my plan in the Su Sword Forest, you did not hesitate to cut your own cultivation to refine your clone, but as a result, it took eighteen years of cultivation with the help of the power of Yanlong to recover. And now that Yanlong has encountered a foreign enemy, your Nine Turns Blazing Flame has just cultivated to the turn of Gong, and this calamity has not yet been over, so you want to go against me, isn't it too naïve?"

Huang He's words made Feng Budu stunned, and some of the information in it coincided with the experience in his mind, the most obvious is that Huang He immersed himself in the Dragon Sword Forest more than ten years ago, intending to seize a magic sword from the Demon Sword Cave inside, but unfortunately the Demon Sword Cave has a spirit guard, and he has been unwilling, and the doppelganger has been lurking for this, and he has been fighting with the Great Demon King Hua Jiaomei for ten years, until he went to the Demon Sword Cave to break the balance.

He also obtained the Sword of Sacrifice for this.

However, Fu Qiao also refined a doppelganger to sneak in, he had never heard of it before, and he was a little surprised to learn it today, and joked in his heart: "I said how did this fate come so suddenly, it turned out that there was an intersection before!" So he snorted coldly, and directly shook the blood corpse away, and swept over the head of a god statue.

"Haha, fire monkey, I said why are you so short-tempered, it turns out that you have a leg with Yanlong!"

Fu Qiao sneered disdainfully: "Traitor inheritor, aren't you afraid that Lord Yanlong's Red Flame will burn you to ashes?"

Feng Budu said: "Hehe, don't be afraid, who dares to burn me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a snap of his fingers, and a small red fireball rushed over from Fu Qiao.

Feng Budu trembled in fright, and immediately jumped away, only to hear a bang behind him, and the statue was burned black, and then he looked at Fu Qiao with a little resentment, and didn't want to speak anymore.

Fu Qiao's cultivation of the Nine Turns of Blazing Fire was very terrifying, whether it was from the degree of fear of Huang He, or from the terrifying power of the small fireball just now, it was a fight with Emperor Li's blue flame. But it's not wrong to think about it, after all, it's the Red Flame from Yanlong, and the roots are red, so naturally it won't be too bad. I just don't know, how is Fu Qiao's development, Feng Budu just now clearly heard that this fire still has to be turned into power, and it has to cross the catastrophe or something, it is a big flaw.

"Fire Monkey, don't bully me, if I slip my hand and throw the sword to Old Ghost Huang, don't be excited!" Feng Budu said.

Fu Qiao was really angry, and the nine turns of fire on his body were like a small sun, illuminating the entire temple, burning the air and making a thunderclapping sound. "Demon, you are not inferior to your mouth again, I don't need your hand to slip, I will clean you up first!" Fu Qiao really hadn't met such a debtor before, and said: "If you know that your cultivation is not eye-catching at all, you will know what it means to be low-key!"

Feng Budu naturally knew that his cultivation was not a little worse than the two in front of him, but he also understood that these two people had a long-standing grudge, had been fighting for many years, knew each other better than anyone else, and knew their strengths and weaknesses well.

Even if Huang He made a move against him just now, he was secretly mobilizing six blood corpse generals, otherwise he would not be able to dodge Fu Qiao's nine-turn blazing fire in time.

At this time, the fool will really devote more energy to deal with him.