After Yunxiao suppressed the long beard, he went straight to the southernmost tip of Beiju Luzhou.

Along the way, the clouds in the sky could see that the following was becoming more and more desolate. Thousands of miles ahead, there is no grass and no living souls.

"That's not right!" Yunxiao frowned, feeling that something was wrong. How is this place different from what is recorded on the jade talisman given by Chen Jiugong.

Although Chen Jiugong's cultivation is very high, he is not considered an ancient powerhouse. These people are the Jade Emperor who mobilized 30,000 days and nights to travel to Beiju Luzhou, and when the ghost envoy of the underworld was on an errand on Beiju Luzhou, he reported some places with traces of strong men and gathered them together to Chen Jiugong to know.

Then there are Cangjia Zhenren and Pangeng Ancestor, who have been living in seclusion on Azi Beiju Luzhou, which provided Chen Jiugong with a lot of clues.

Before Chen Jiugong sent the jade talismans that recorded the scattered cultivation on the Beiju Luzhou to everyone, he sent day and night wandering gods to inspect various places.

So, just three days ago, the place below the clouds was not like this. How did it only take three days to become like this?

Thinking of Chen Jiugong's instructions, Yunxiao took out a cyan jade talisman from his sleeve, pinched it lightly with his bare hands, and the jade talisman shattered.

At the same time, Chen Jiugong, who was on Guangming Mountain, was stunned, and went straight to here from the mountain.

Crushed the jade talisman, Yunxiao did not move forward, stood at the head of the cloud, and waited for Chen Jiugong to come over. But at this moment, a black light flashed, and a person that Yunxiao didn't know, but Chen Jiugong was very familiar with, appeared in front of Yunxiao.

Demon Dao Ancestor Wuji Ancestor!

"Who are you, dare to spy on the place where the ancestor cultivates!"

"Huh?" Yunxiao looked Wuji Ancestor up and down when he heard this, and from Wuji Ancestor's words, Yunxiao seemed to hear something. This is the place where he cultivates, and this place has become like this in three days, and I think it is also what this person did.

Seeing that Wuji Ancestor cultivation was not under him, and his whole body was exposed. The fine light flows in the beautiful eyes of the clouds. He said: "Beizhou is the land of my sect. I am a disciple of the sect, and I haven't asked you why you are here to cause trouble......"

"You are a disciple of the Interception Sect!" Before Yunxiao could finish speaking, he only heard a scream from the Wuji Ancestor. "Do you recognize Chen Jiugong?"

Wuji Ancestor didn't know if Chen Jiugong was his nemesis, since he met him in Beiju Luzhou back then. Wuji Ancestor didn't go well. Moreover, several of his spiritual treasures fell into Chen Jiugong's hands, thinking about the Netherworld White Bone Banner refined from the bones of the ancestral dragon and the corpse of the Qilin King, Wuji Ancestor felt that blood was dripping from his heart.

Listening to the words of Wuji Ancestor, Yunxiao understood. This person must have suffered a big loss at the hands of his own nephew.

Yunxiao is not only ashamed of his fellow sectarians, but also has always felt guilty about Chen Jiugong. It stands to reason that he, who is an uncle, should shelter his nephew from the wind and rain. But when Chen Jiugong faced the Twelve Golden Immortals alone, the clouds were hidden in the Three Immortals Island. Chen Jiugong has been going all the way over the years, but Yunxiao has not been able to help him in the slightest.

Ben still wanted to delay for a while, wait for Chen Jiugong to come over, and then start with this Wuji Ancestor. But now Yunxiao has decided that if it can be before Chen Jiugong arrives. Killing this opponent for him can be regarded as doing his best for his nephew.

Come to mind. With a light wave of Yunxiao Luo's sleeves, the Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket flew out, and a suction force came out of the mouth of the bucket, wanting to suck the Wuji Ancestor into the Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket.

"Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket!" "How could Wuji Ancestor not recognize this treasure? Not to mention that this Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket had been used by the Tongtian Sect Master, that day in Beiju Luzhou, after Chen Jiugong dropped the Netherworld White Bone Banner with the treasure money, the Pangolin True Body of the Cangjia True Person held the Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket and put away the Netherworld White Bone Banner.

"Could this woman be Chen Jiu's fair wife?" Seeing the Mixed Yuan Golden Dou, Wuji Ancestor expected that the relationship between this Yunxiao and Chen Jiugong was not ordinary, otherwise Chen Jiugong would not give her this top-level innate spirit treasure.

Yunxiao didn't know what this Wuji Ancestor was thinking, otherwise he would have to fight directly with him.

However, it was said that the Wuji Ancestor knew the power of the Mixed Yuan Golden Dou, and a black light rushed up on the top, and a flag flew out of the black light, and countless heavenly demons were painted on the flag, which was the Wuji Ancestor's Demon Dao Supreme Treasure Heavenly Demon Banner.

The black light on the Heavenly Demon Banner was swirling, and the demonic qi was vertical and horizontal, blocking the mouth of the Mixed Yuan Golden Bucket.

Seeing that the methods of this Wuji Ancestor were similar to those of the long man, Yunxiao cut out the golden Jiao and sacrificed it in the air.

As soon as he blocked the mixed yuan golden bucket, the golden Jiao cut came again, and the Wuji Ancestor scolded in his heart. After losing the Netherworld White Bone Banner before the Wei Dynasty, Wuji Ancestor flew all the way back to Kunlun Mountain, returned the Pangu Banner to the Yuan Shi Tianzun, and then took his leave and left.

Over the years, Wuji Ancestor has been restoring his Heavenly Demon Banner. Speaking of which, this treasure is not bad, but it was destroyed in the formation of the three great bodhisattvas of Theravada Buddhism. In this way, the bitter master of Wuji Ancestor is not just Chen Jiugong, but the entire sect.

Urging the Heavenly Demon Flag, one by one the Heavenly Demons flew out, tens of thousands of Heavenly Demons flew all over the sky, no matter how strong the Golden Jiao Scissors were, they couldn't kill so many Heavenly Demons for a while.

But at this moment, only the bell was heard, and the expression of Wuji Ancestor changed drastically.

Chen Jiugong is here!

Ignoring anything else, Wuji Ancestor pointed with his hand, and the Heavenly Demon Banner rolled up, and the tens of thousands of Heavenly Demons poured into the Heavenly Demon Banner like a tide. The Heavenly Demon Banner turned into a black light and submerged into the body of the Wuji Ancestor, and the Wuji Ancestor turned around and flew south.

A moment later, a blue light flashed, and Chen Jiugong appeared in front of Yunxiao.

"Uncle Shi is okay, right?"

"Sect Master, rest assured. Yunxiao said: "The person who fought with me just now seems to have some old grudges from the sect leader. ”

Listening to Yunxiao's words, Chen Jiugong smiled faintly, "Isn't it just that there are old grudges? "However, this grudge is mainly on the side of the Wuji Ancestor. Chen Jiugong only lost 500,000 people in his early years, and what Wuji Ancestor lost was worth 500 million people.

"Uncle Shi, go back to Guangming Mountain, and wait for the Nine Guilds to meet this person!"

"Okay! Sect Master, be careful. ”

After watching the clouds fly away, Chen Jiugong played with the bell-sized Chaos Clock in his hand and walked forward. Although he defeated this Wuji Ancestor twice, and now he also has a Netherworld White Bone Banner himself. But after experiencing the incident in the god-killing spear, Chen Jiugong acted more cautiously and carefully.

This Wuji Ancestor is the Demon Dao Ancestor, and his Demon Dao secret method is unfathomable, and Chen Jiugong is terrifying and careless of his Dao.

As soon as he flew out of the country, Chen Jiugong stopped his body stiffly, and his complexion changed greatly. "What is this?

A black-red blood-colored light shot up into the sky, directly penetrating the thirty-three layers of heaven, and reaching the chaos, making the entire Beiju Luzhou hidden in a bloody light.

This piece of blood light almost enveloped the entire Beiju Luzhou, and all the immortals in the Earth Immortal Realm saw the abnormal changes in the Beiju Luzhou.

And a blood-red cloud was formed in the sky above Beiju Luzhou, and the blood-red cloud became thicker and thicker, and slowly it began to drizzle on Beiju Luzhou, but the rain was blood-red, which shrouded Beiju Luzhou in a panic.

For a while, the temples and Taoist temples in the earth immortal realm were overcrowded, and everyone knew that if this kind of abnormal change could occur, something terrible must have happened, and the blood light in the sky was not like a haode omen no matter how you look at it. As ordinary mortals, all they can do is to pray to the gods and worship the Buddha, and pray that the gods and Buddhas can bless themselves and their families for safety, but there is no other way.

And the cultivators of the Three Realms all asked the elders in the sect about the reason for this matter. As for bad luck, even mortals can see that it is not a good omen, so how can these cultivators not see it. ”

At this time, in front of the Immortal Palace at the foot of Guangming Mountain, three generations of inner disciples of the first line of Guangming Mountain gathered here to listen to the six-ear sermon. At the same time, there are also Zhong You, Yan Hui, and Ran Qiu...... These second-generation disciples were present.

Suddenly, there was a bloody light, and the rain of blood fell, and everyone was uneasy, and they exchanged their heads and ears.

For these people to be uneasy, Liu'er turned a deaf ear and explained the three volumes of Huang Ting by himself.

When he finished talking about this volume and was about to continue to talk about the next volume, Yan Hui got up and saluted Liu'er, "Dare to ask Senior Brother, what is this vision?"

Raising his eyes and glancing at Yan Hui, Liu'er shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

When everyone heard Liu'er say that he didn't know, they were all stunned. Look at Liu'er's indifferent appearance, where is the appearance of not knowing. This vision was earth-shattering, and if he didn't know, wouldn't he be amazed?

Seeing that everyone was looking at him with this kind of gaze, Liu'er frowned, "God is uneasy, the heart is not quiet, what kind of Tao are you still cultivating!" Saying that, Liu'er seemed to be very angry, snorted coldly, and swept his stern gaze from everyone one by one.

These people were all brought back from the human world by Chen Jiugong back then, and since they came to Guangming Mountain, Chen Jiugong sent Liu'er to teach them to cultivate. The cultivation of the six ears is not high, but compared to these people, it is enough. Moreover, Liu'er's practice of the Xuanmen Taoist Sutra was admired even by Wuyun Xian.

Although Zhong You, Yan Hui and others are Chen Jiugong's disciples, the six-ear teacher preached on behalf of the teacher and had a very high status in the hearts of everyone. Seeing that Liu'er was angry, everyone bowed their heads one after another, not daring to say anything more.

Liu'er was angry and shouted: "You and the others will go back to the cave mansion and copy the three volumes of the Yellow Court a thousand times!"

"Yes!"

After everyone dispersed, Liu'er raised his eyes to look at the black and red blood light that rushed to the sky, shook his head, and walked into the Shangxian Palace, and even went to copy the three volumes of the Yellow Court.

The clouds that had just flown out not far away saw the sky and the earth change color, stopped the clouds, looked back, and felt the boundless ferocious aura rolling in. Yunxiao stomped his foot, turned around and flew towards where Chen Jiugong was.

On the West Niu Hezhou, Pingxin Niangniang, who had just exchanged a few words with Sakyamuni, was stunned, looked at Beiju Luzhou, and was overjoyed, with a beautiful smile on her face.

There is a palace in the thirty-third day, called the Huoyun Palace, and there are only three people in this palace. And the status of these three people is very high, even equal to the Mixed Yuan Saint. They are the sages of the human race, the three ancient emperors Fuxi, Shennong and Xuanyuan.

The blood light soared into the sky, and the Fuxi Holy Emperor in the Huoyun Palace also felt it. In his previous life, he was one of the pillars of the demon clan, and after preaching, Fu Xi resumed his cultivation in his previous life.

"Brother Huang! your old rival has been born. ”

As if sensing a hint of familiarity from the blood light outside the palace, Xuanyuan smiled faintly, "Yes." But none of this has anything to do with you and me. (To be continued.) )