642 Return to the Sea of Blood, Crisis!

A few days later.

The monks traveled all the way, and finally passed through the reckless jungle without danger, and left the demon world through the entrance passage of the demon world, and returned to the demon sea.

A heavy boulder that had been pressing on everyone's hearts was finally moved.

The pressure of staying in the demon world is too great, and no one knows when they will meet the demon saint and lose their lives.

Back in the Demon Sea, this worry no longer exists, and there are no demon cultivators here who can threaten their lives. It is very rare for the demon saints in the demon realm to leave the demon realm with abundant spiritual energy and appear in the demon sea where the spiritual energy is thin.

In the area around the entrance of the Demon Realm, the Holy Emperor found a safe and hidden valley and stopped, meditating on the spot to recover his mana.

Ye Qin, the old monster of the hating mountain, the ghost lord and other monks also found a place to meditate and recover the mana that had been consumed greatly.

After taking a sigh of relief, Ye Qin still had palpitations.

Escaping from the demon world all the way, he hardly stopped.

These days, the demon realm is shaking, and along the way, there has been a large increase in the number of demon cultivators patrolling and investigating in the demon realm. And near the entrance of the Demon Realm, the monks also waited for several days before waiting for the opportunity to patrol the Demon Cultivators to relax and escape from the Demon Realm passage.

Ye Qin naturally knew in his heart that this time the Demon Realm Great Luàn was most likely to find the holy object of the Dusk Temple, the gray egg. I don't know where the Three-Legged Black Demon Saint and the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox Demon Saint have gone.

This trip to the demon world, although it took a great risk, was worth it. I got a Zhu Guo that has a great effect on improving my cultivation, as well as a blood-devouring ancient demon vine used for wood-based spells, and I also found the traces of the mysterious Purple Mansion Gray Egg, and even saw the Dusk Temple of the Demon Realm.

Half an hour later, after the monks gradually recovered, their eyes were set on the Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor glanced at everyone and said lightly, "Purple Spirit Returning Yang Grass, one for each of you. This herb has an excellent effect on stabilizing the soul, and when reincarnated, it can retain a little memory consciousness. ”

After dividing the purple spirit and returning the yang grass, the Holy Emperor suddenly changed his voice and said, "I have obtained the spirit grass from this trip to the demon realm, I don't know what your plans are?" Ye Xiǎo You's cultivation is still shallow, and most of them want to stay in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm to continue cultivating. But the ghost master, the hated mountain Daoist, you and I will all three of us have all our lives, and since the Ziyang Returning Spirit Grass is already in hand, I don't know where the two Daoists will go next?"

The Holy Emperor didn't wait for the ghost lord and the old monster of the Hate Mountain to answer, and added, "This emperor's time is short, and he plans to go to the Western Ghost Continent and go to the River Styx to be reincarnated and reborn!"

The Holy Emperor had already had this plan, and as soon as this statement came out, everyone was not surprised.

However, although he had already known the Holy Emperor's intentions, when the matter came, the ghost lord and the old monster of the hating mountain still couldn't help but hesitate and hesitate, and their expressions became strange for a while.

After all, the idea of reincarnation and rebirth is only limited to legends, and it is somewhat ethereal, and they have not seen it with their own eyes. Going to the mysterious Western Ghost Continent is even more unpredictable, even if the key thing to reincarnation, the Purple Yang Returning Spirit Grass, has already arrived, it is difficult to make a decision.

Ye Qin had no plans to leave the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, so naturally it was inconvenient to say more, so he sat silently, his eyes seemingly casually swept over the Holy Emperor, the Old Monster of the Hate Mountain, and the Ghost Master, as if he was thinking about something in his heart.

"Hate the mountain Daoyou, what do you mean?"

The Holy Emperor looked at the old monster of the Hated Mountain and said.

"The old man Shouyuan has not been many years old, and now he has not even prepared a few magic weapons for the Great Tribulation of the Gods, and he is not sure about the Tribulation at all. Instead of failing to cross the catastrophe and disappearing the Dao, it is better to go to the West to fight for reincarnation and rebuild the immortal path. The old man and the Holy Emperor will go to the Western Ghost Continent together!"

The old monster of the hated mountain hesitated for a moment, but finally made a decision, laughing and laughing.

The ghost lord was silent for a while, shook his head, and a dry and hoarse voice sounded, "This master has been preparing for hundreds of years on the Desolate Spirit Ghost Island in order to cross the catastrophe, and he doesn't want to fall short. Besides, Ghost Island still has a group of subordinates, and it has not yet been arranged. This ghost master is going to go back to the Desolate Spirit Island in the Blood Sea to prepare for the catastrophe first, and if the preparations are unfavorable, then consider going to the Western Ghost Continent!"

"The difficulty of ghost cultivation to cross the Great Tribulation of the Transformation Period is several times higher than that of ordinary monks, once it fails, it will be gone, and there is no luck at all. The ghost master and Taoist friend took the risk of crossing the catastrophe, but it is better for the emperor to go directly to the Western Ghost Continent to find an opportunity to reincarnate and recultivate the immortal path! Cultivating the immortal path with the ròu body, no matter what, is much stronger than the ghost path. ”

When the Holy Emperor heard this, he couldn't help but persuade.

"The way of cultivating immortals is nothing more than competing with heaven, earth and people for that glimmer of life. The main has practiced for nearly a thousand years, and the road has been bumpy and indescribable, even if it is reincarnated and re-cultivated the immortal path, it is also full of variables, and it may not be able to go all the way, maybe it will fall and turn to the ghost path. Rather than this, it is better to fight again and see if we can break through the realm of the Transformation Stage! If it is really hopeless to cross the tribulation, it is not too late to go to the Western Ghost Continent again. The Holy Emperor's good intentions are understood by the Lord, but his mind has been decided, so there is no need to persuade him. ”

The ghost lord has a pair of ghostly eyes, slow and firm.

Ye Qin's brows jumped, and soon his expression was as usual, but he was even more silent.

"That's it, so you have made up your mind, and the emperor will no longer force it!"

Seeing that the Holy Emperor couldn't move, he didn't say much, but his expression was somewhat regretful. After all, the ghost master's strength is extremely strong, and it is also a ghost cultivator, if it can go to the Western Ghost Continent together, the certainty of reincarnation will naturally be a little more.

The lotus huā clone never said much. It is a doppelganger of the Holy Emperor, and Shou Yuan is the same as the Holy Emperor. The day of the Holy Emperor's life is the time of his death. So it will definitely follow to the Western Ghost Continent as well.

A group of five monks, wielding flying swords, quickly left the Demon Sea from a high altitude and headed for the Sea of Blood. After leaving the demon realm, they don't need to be afraid of anything anymore, even if the sword flies, no demon cultivator can stop them.

The Demon Sea is in the east, and the West Continent is the extreme west, and you must pass through the Sea of Blood on the way to the West Continent. During this journey, all the monks naturally walked together

After January.

A group of five monks arrived at the Sea of Blood and stopped at a sea area.

Ye Qin saw that he had already arrived at the sea of blood, so he said goodbye to the Holy Emperor and the others.

"Ye xiǎo friend, the descendant of the Yin family of this emperor in the East China Sea, please take care of it more. If the emperor is successfully reincarnated and rebuilt, I don't know how many memories he can leave, and the emperor has a lot of enemies, maybe there are still troubles. ”

Holy Emperor Road.

"The younger generation has been taking care of the Holy Emperor for a long time, and giving the Purple Spirit Returning Yang Grass, so he will naturally take more care of the Yin family. If we can see the Holy Emperor born again in the East China Sea in the future, I will definitely repay the grace of today!"

Ye Qin smiled and arched his hand.

After saying goodbye, Ye Qin's imperial sword flew and disappeared into the sky.

The ghost lord then said goodbye to the Holy Emperor and the old monster of the Hated Mountain.

The Holy Emperor, the old monster of the hated mountain, and the lotus huā clone continued to the west.

The ghost lord paused in the sky, glanced in the direction where Ye Qin disappeared, and a ghostly light appeared in the ghost's eyes, turning into a ghost qi, and suddenly went in the direction of Ye Qin, disappearing.

This Yuanying Cultivator Xiǎo team, which can be said to be the pinnacle strength of the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, finally dispersed after obtaining the Purple Spirit Returning Yang Grass

Ye Qinshen was so solemn that he was almost dripping water, flying on the surface of the sea of blood, and his speed increased to the limit. The ghost lord was reluctant to go to the Western Shadow Continent with the Holy Emperor, and planned to stay in the Blood Sea to survive the Great Tribulation of the Transformation Divine Period, so he was keenly aware of the dangerous aura in it.

He has nothing to do with the ghost master.

Now he can run as far as he can.

Under the pressure of Ye Qin's crazy sword qi, even on the surface of the sea, a jīlàng thousands of zhang long appeared.

After flying for about a while, Ye Qin saw a team of Jindan monks from a distance, about twenty or so, very embarrassed, morale was low, many of them were seriously injured, and they were in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry.

Now is the period when the Immortal Demon War has reached the time of jīlie, and a large number of East China Sea cultivators have been requisitioned to various immortal city war zones in the Blood Sea, and it is normal to encounter East China Sea monks on the surface of the Blood Sea.

Ye Qin's heart suddenly moved, and he turned abruptly, and the imperial sword flew towards this Jindan monk team.

The Jindan team found that an astonishing aura of spiritual pressure suddenly approached them at full speed, and they were obviously panicked, and they all showed their magic weapons and prepared to fight, but after seeing the person clearly, they quickly calmed down again.

They found out that it was a primordial ancestor, not a demon cultivator, so naturally there was no need to be too nervous.

"This senior, I don't know what you have to order!" The leader of a brocade-clothed man with cross-eyebrows, about the eighth layer of Jindan, was somewhat wary in his eyes, and let the monks in the team stop on the spot, and bowed his hand respectfully, and said to Ye Qin.

Ye Qin glanced coldly at the monks in the team, interrupted him, and asked, "Are you a subordinate of that Immortal Palace?"

"Back to the seniors, we are subordinates of the Southeast Sect Master of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and we were originally sent to go to Black Sand City to strengthen the defense of Black Sand City, but I didn't expect to encounter a sea beast halfway, and the large team was scattered, and the juniors took in a group of defeated and retreating monks, preparing to make a detour to Black Sand City. ”

The brocade-clothed man with horizontal eyebrows was also very sleek, and he didn't know the origin of Ye Qin, for fear that the immortal palace where he was would offend the ancestor in front of him, so he only dared to report the name of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

"Oh! It turned out to be reinforcements to Black Sand City, I see that you are all plainly dressed, and the magic weapons in your hands are all ordinary goods, not jīng good, how can such an inferior magic weapon fight with the demon clan?!, is there no better magic weapon?"

Ye Qin Shen yín and asked with Yan.

"This, the juniors and others are all ordinary Jindan disciples, and most of the cultivation is between the fifth and seventh layers of Jindan, only the younger generation cultivates slightly higher to the eighth layer of Jindan, and the spirit stones earned on weekdays are not much, and the expenses are large, so naturally there are not many good magic weapons. Besides, I encountered a sea beast before, and I lost a lot of magic weapons!"

The big man in brocade clothes was a little embarrassed and mō nose.

All the low-level monks in the team moved, looked at each other, and had a ridiculous thought, this Yuan Infant Ancestor didn't want to rob them, did he? Why don't you ask them if they have good magic weapons! But the magic weapons in their hands are either broken or low-level, and they can't find a few decent and good magic weapons.

"You are all the pillars of my East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, but you can't die at the hands of the demon clan because of inferior magic weapons. That's it, I have some high-level magic weapons used by Jindan monks here, as well as several Yuan Shen magic weapons, I don't need them, so let's give them to everyone!"

Ye Qin smiled heartily, slapped the storage bag on his waist with his right hand, and immediately flew out more than twenty magic weapons with four shès. Flying swords, magic knives and the like, are dazzling, but they are also good products. Fly towards the Jindan monks in the procession.

These are all things he has accumulated from his previous experience in the sea of blood, participating in the big war, and killing demons, and they are useless, and they have been kept in the storage bag.

While giving the magic weapons, he silently used his divine sense and mana to quickly 'wash' these magic weapons, erasing all the breath of the original owner, leaving his own unique mana breath. The strength of these Jindan stage monks is difficult to erase the breath he left behind.