But it was said that it was Wukong's whim, using the method of yin and yang to calculate the good fortune and evil, and he got a glimpse of the heavenly opportunity at once, knowing that Huaguo Mountain was taken advantage of by others, and he was shocked.

Hurriedly received the magic weapon, and when he left Lingyun Pavilion, he rushed to the main hall where Qinghua Zhenren was located.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I didn't care about etiquette, so I hurriedly broke in.

But he didn't want to, Naqinghua Zhenren was sitting in the hall at this time, playing with a book of Taoism.

When he saw Wukong coming in, he looked anxious, and was a little surprised, so he hurriedly greeted him and asked, "Lingyun Daoyou, what's the matter, what's the matter, so anxious?"

Wukong was impatient, and when he heard the question, he said: "Brother Dao, disturb for many days, at this time the matter has been settled, and Poor Dao still has something to deal with, so I can't stay for a long time, I have come to bid farewell to Brother Dao, and I will come to thank Brother Dao again in the future." ”

Qinghua Zhenren frowned, glanced at Wukong, and was about to open his mouth to speak, when suddenly there was a commotion not far from the hall.

Many disciples came out, harnessing their flying swords one after another, and threw themselves into the main hall.

Qinghua Zhenren looked at it, but it was the disciples who cultivated on the Sword Casting Peak who came down first and rushed to the front, and the rest of the disciples followed closely, and they all gathered in front of the door after a while.

Qinghua Zhenren was puzzled, ignored Wukong, and came out to watch.

At that moment, there were disciples on the Sword Casting Peak, who stepped forward and knelt down, trembling and reporting: "Master, it's not good, the immortal array on the top of the Sword Casting Peak doesn't know what was shaken, and the rune that the ancestor used to suppress it was broken in a blink of an eye, and now it's ......."

This disciple was obviously very shocked, and he didn't have time to say anything, so he said it directly.

As soon as he was about to speak, the Sword Casting Peak suddenly shook, followed by an explosion, and a white light suddenly rushed up from the mountain, into the air, and then became a large white sphere, like a white relic.

After a burst of rotation, it became a cloud of light and water vapor, gathering but not dispersing, and in an instant, it released brilliance, covering the entire mountain peak.

The white light came down from the sky, and the breath was faintly visible flowing down the mountain wall, as if it was raining on the mountain.

After a few breaths, where the Sword Casting Peak was located, a blister-like thing was already in the sky, and the clouds and water qi appeared in a gossip pattern, and the sword was suppressed first.

Rao is like this, the entire mountain range of Shu Mountain, still trembles, as if it was shaken by the huge force in the dark, and he couldn't help himself.

It's just that the main hall where Qinghua Zhenren is located has a special structure, and there are Qinghua Zhenren who have taken the magic weapon to suppress it, and it has little connection with the rest of the mountain ranges, so it has not been affected.

Wukong saw such a change, and he hurriedly came out, and saw that a few old Taoists had already rushed over, all with gloomy faces and frowning. It is the generation of Shushan elders.

"Why did the formation on the Sword Casting Peak suddenly and automatically unseal, could it be that the sword had changed!" Qing Xiu Zhenren hurriedly turned his head and asked Qing Huazhen: "That formation seal was set by Brother Dao himself, how could this be?"

Qinghua Zhenren just shook his head and sighed: "I don't know what the reason is, and there is no warning in advance, it is really difficult to know!"

It turned out that the immortal array on this Sword Casting Peak was originally set up by the Guardian Sword, and it was only used thousands of years ago.

At that time, all the major sects in the world were arguing about swords in Huashan, competing for high and low, and re-establishing a sect of decent leaders.

In order not to affect the foundation, Shushan used the Liangyi Dust Array and this immortal array together, and after the first battle, the high and low were divided, and Qinghua Zhenren personally sealed it, thus stabilizing the immortal sword left by Laojun on the mountain peak.

While a few people were talking, they could see the clouds and mist in the sky, and a little blood light didn't know where it came from, and it passed through countless spatial blockades in an instant.

Before the crowd could react, it was already overhead.

That Qingchen Zhenren immediately noticed it, looked up at the same time as Qinghua Zhenren, and exclaimed in unison: "What a blood god!"

Seeing that the blood light dispersed and condensed into a blood cloud, Qingchen Zhenren hurriedly took out the sword, swung the sword and slashed, the sword qi had suddenly been released, Qinghua Zhenren was shocked, and hurriedly flicked his fingers, the sword qi dispersed, and saw that it had been bounced away: "Don't do this!"

As soon as the words fell, he hurriedly sacrificed an eight-foot-long mirror, but this mirror had just been sacrificed, but it was already too late, and as soon as the blood cloud dispersed, it turned into a blood shadow and floated, and it dodged the mirror and pounced on the people below.

Wukong suppressed his impatience and had already come up, but when he saw this blood shadow, he was stunned, and when he heard the two Qinghua Zhenren say the word "blood god", he immediately remembered the blood god son recorded in "Blood Hell".

His thoughts were immediately attracted, but he remembered some of the things mentioned to the Blood God Son in "Blood Underworld", but he just thought that it should be a demonic exercise. It's not small.

It's just a pity that there was a mention in it, and it was never elaborated again, so that Wukong couldn't even participate in enlightenment if he wanted to.

But I didn't expect this thing to appear in front of me, so I was immediately attracted.

Everyone moved, but he hadn't come back to his senses yet, and secretly took up his fiery eyes to see the essence of the blood god, but he could only see a cloud of blood mist condensing and dissipating, but how to see it clearly.

Seeing that the blood shadow rushed towards him, he hurriedly took out the dust, shook and brushed, and brushed the blood god away.

The blood god immediately dispersed, and then gathered again, still pounced, Wukong didn't know what was going on, and brushed it a few more times, and the blood god dispersed and then gathered, one turned into two, two and four, more and more in number, almost surrounded Wukong.

When the other elders saw that the blood cloud was powerful, they also hurriedly sacrificed their magic weapons and flying swords to resist.

That Qing Zhen Zhenren, Qing Kong Zhen Zhen, and Qing Xiu Zhen hurriedly used their magical powers, reciting the magic tricks together, the seals flew one after another, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered, and it became a net, covering all the rest of the disciples.

The mana of these disciples was high and low, and they didn't play a big role, but they protected it first, so as not to harm the pond fish.

Wukong only saw that there were blood shadows fluttering on all sides, but he didn't want to stay longer, so he quickly took out the Deteng Dragon Whip hanging from his waist and wanted to forcibly open the blood shadow.

Just as he was about to sacrifice, he suddenly felt a white light behind him, and then he heard Qinghua Zhenren shouting: "Fellow Daoist, don't be anxious, I'm here to break this blood god!"

Wukong turned his head to look, but it was Qinghua Zhenren who took the eight-foot-long treasure mirror in his hand.

It turns out that this mirror is called the Taixu Immortal Mirror, which specializes in destroying evil things.

I saw that Qinghua Zhenren lifted the mirror upward, shook it, and the milky white light shot out, and circled Wukong in all directions, and as soon as the blood shadow touched the white light, it immediately dissipated and no longer gathered.

Wukong saw that the blood shadow was gone, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly jumped out of the circle.

I saw that the blood cloud in the sky suddenly dissolved, and then spread, and in an instant, it covered all the sizes of several acres in the sky, and even the golden light of the sun in the sky was covered by blood mist, and it was suddenly a blood-red world.

In the blood mist, a little bright red like blood swelled rapidly, and then turned into a blood-colored hand, and instead of grabbing everyone, he split his five fingers, and directly crossed the space, and probed to the top of the sword casting peak, the ancient sword of the immortal family. It's just that between the lightning and the flint, it has reached the peak.

"He's going to take the sword! no!" Qinghua Zhenren shouted, and with a flick of his hand, he took a broadsword, and in a flash, he had already killed him.

In an instant, he arrived before the big hand, raised the sword and slashed, and then dozens of people flew up together, all threw the sword in their hands, and sacrificed it into the air, the sword light was shining, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the headless and brainless slashed towards the big hand.

The big hand was just about to shoot it, but it was blocked by the clouds, light, water and air, and it gathered into gossip in the air, and Tai Chi operated and held on.

The big hand turned into a demon god in the air, five feet high, wearing armor, standing in the air, standing up to the sky and the earth!

Seeing the real sword of Qinghua coming, he reached out and grabbed it lightly, and with a flick, he swung the sword away, and then saw a flower in front of him, and a sword light was shining.

He was not afraid, his body shook, and he laughed: "Hahaha! The light of fireflies also dares to compete for glory!"

With a wave of his hand, a piece of blood light sprinkled down, extinguishing the sword light and falling the sword.

The people below were just about to use the magic trick to retract and refine, but the demon god grabbed all the swords in his hands, and as soon as the blood appeared, the sword was even gone.

Suddenly, a golden light rose up below, like a golden dragon coiling up in the air.

But it was Wukong who came up with a dragon whip, shook his body, and changed his body, becoming as tall as the Demon King.

A golden light swept towards the demon god, and the demon god might as well be hit, but he was hit on his body.

Although this power is great, it is nothing that falls on the body of the demon god, and he is not surprised, and when he looks at it, he is dressed as a young Taoist, and his cultivation is not weak, but the whip in his hand is not from Shushan.

He was a little surprised just now, but Wukong didn't want to say more, took the dust, and swiped it violently, the dust silk had already gone out, and a golden bridge was driven in the air, and the surging golden light rolled towards the demon god's body, wanting to take him down in one fell swoop.

Seeing this might, the demon god was also powerful, and quickly showed his blood light, and took a sickle to stand it head-on.

"Who are you, a Taoist priest!"

The demon god held up the dust, and the golden light and blood light were transferred, and he was immediately furious.

"Poor Dao was about to ask you about this demon, but he came to ask me!" Wukong said angrily.

The demon god laughed: "Hahaha! I am the Demon King of the Netherworld Blood Sea! You ants dare to block the way of this king, and make you turn into powder!"

After that, the sickle in his hand shook and shook the dust.

Wukong only felt that his hand was numb, and his body fell backwards, and he hurriedly gave way with a somersault.

The demon king Bo Xun was still in power, and a tall demon god appeared behind him, raised his bloody big hand, and slapped the clouds, every time he patted it, the mountain shook again and again, and the whole mountain range trembled again and again, as if he was alive.

Seeing this, the elders and sword immortals at the bottom hurriedly used the sword qi volley trick, each fighting magic weapon, and came up to fight this demon king clone.

The demon king's body snatched the scythe forward to cut off Wukong's head.

Qinghua Zhenren also changed his body, and he had already come up, and when he saw this scene, he was shocked, so he hurriedly threw the sword away and resisted the edge of the sickle: "Be careful, this treasure is powerful!"

It turns out that this sickle is one of the seven treasures of Shura, the Shura Hell Scythe, an innate spiritual treasure that Hongmeng opened up and grows, and it is extremely powerful.

If this is cut off at once, even if Wukong is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, King Kong's incorruptible body, and a copper-headed iron arm, it will be killed by the knife immediately.

Wukong saw this sickle, and between the slashes, the black gas was rolling, and he also knew that it was powerful, so he quickly shook the dust straight, let it out, and hit the sickle.

With both hands rubbing, he took out a palm-sized seal, but it was obtained in Yuan Tiangang's hands at that time, and Wukong used mana to erase the divine sense mark on it, and retrained it with his own essence, refining his own one-point five elements essence, and the power was ten times greater than before.

Although Yuan Tiangang knew, where did he dare to say anything.

As soon as he threw the big seal into the air, he pointed it with his hand, and the big seal became the size of a mountain, arranged in five elements, and the essence on it swirled, and it suddenly pressed down towards Bo Xun.

The demon king Bo Xun was using a sickle to restrain the dust, but he turned into a real person, and an auspicious cloud appeared above the head of the real person, hugging the turtle and snake, and the demon king slashed the snake in two with a knife.

Qinghua Zhenren was invincible, and was stabbed by the demon king, and he smashed the broadsword, and he was about to poison him, and suddenly felt a darkness, and then the five-colored light came down, but it was the handover of the five elements of essence, and the demon king was not afraid, but just sneered.

A dark cloud appeared on his head, and a Moro umbrella was held out in the dark cloud, and when he opened it, the black qi rushed like a tide, and the black orbs fell down one after another, holding the mountains and blocking the essence of the five elements, and he was steady.

Wukong took the opportunity to retract the dust, and with a backhand brush, the demon king screamed, and the armor on his body fell off piece by piece, and his body was also extremely painful.

He was immediately furious: "Look for death!"

gave up Qinghua Zhenren, waved the knife, and approached Wukong's front door.

Wukong's figure flashed, avoiding the edge, and the dragon whip looked at the sky, and with a snap, it was knocked down.

At the same time, the dust has changed into Zizhu, and it has also arrived.

The demon king didn't dare to slack off, he slashed with a knife, and with a sonorous sound, the appearance of Zizhu disappeared by itself, and between the lightning and flint, the golden hoop stick shook and disappeared.

A white light came again, and a blood light appeared behind the demon king, but it was scattered by the white light.

As soon as the demon king saw it, he saw Qinghua Zhenren coming up, he recognized it as the Taixu Immortal Mirror, and he was not surprised when he knew the power, but just sneered.

With a finger of his hand, he took back the Moro umbrella, and Wukong also took back the Great Seal.

Qinghua Zhenren didn't say anything, held the mirror and took a fierce photo, came up at once, and joined hands with Wukong to fight this demon king.