The Soul Eater Old Demon glanced at everyone, let out a laugh that made goosebumps rise, and said: "There is actually a group of mortal ants, the old demon happens to be a little hungry, eat some snacks first, and then have the strength to fight those demons." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The Soul Devouring Old Demon stood in the void, staring at Fu Qingfeng and the others below, his face cold and ruthless. The Soul Devouring Banner behind him shook slightly, and countless Netherworld Ghost Qi swept towards the Righteous Qi Mountain Villa like a Nine Heavens Waterfall.

The ghostly roar and turn into an endless ghost, like an army of thousands of horses attacking and killing, emitting a terrifying roar.

Fu Qingfeng and the others couldn't help but shudder when they saw the old devil's cold gaze, like a frog stared at by a python, the whole person stood there, except for the eyeballs, they could move slightly, and their whole body seemed to be frozen.

When they saw the movements of the Soul Eater Old Demon, their faces turned pale, and their eyes turned rapidly, full of fear.

"Amitabha, Taoist friends have passed. Shi Yun clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddha name, and a tall Arhat Dharma appeared behind him, emitting a brilliant golden Buddha light, enveloping the Righteous Qi Villa.

When the ghostly aura of the Soul Eater Banner touched the golden Buddha light, it was like encountering a nemesis, and it let out a miserable wail. They hovered outside the Buddha's light, but they did not dare to attack easily again.

Fu Qingfeng and the others below were under the light of the Buddha, only feeling like they were soaking in a hot spring, and they seemed to be lying in the warm sun basking in the sun, their whole bodies were warm, and the chill just now dissipated silently.

After they regained their mobility, they glanced at the Soul Eater Demon in fear, and then bowed respectfully to Shi Yun, "Thank you, Master, for saving your life." ”

Shi Yun smiled, bowed his head slightly, and did not say much.

"Soul Eater Old Man, you can't start a war here!" Yu Xuzi looked at the Soul Eater Old Demon with a cold face, and shouted angrily.

These demons are really hateful, and they still don't change their murderous nature. Yu Xuzi was annoyed in his heart, and a huge gossip pattern faintly appeared behind him.

The gossip changes, and the hexagram is confusing, as if it is evolving everything in the world.

The Soul Eater Old Demon saw that Jade Xuzi was angry, and a little fear flashed on his face. Yu Xuzi is a great monk at the peak of the primordial gods, a first-class powerhouse in this world. He is only in the middle stage of the Yuan Shen, and if he annoys Yu Xuzi, he really has no confidence that he will be able to escape from Yu Xuzi's hands.

"Hehe, the deity is just trying your strength, and the weak are not qualified to cooperate with us. "Although the Soul Eater Old Demon was palpitating in his heart, how could he show it in front of these righteous path leaders.

He was afraid that Yu Xuzi would make a move, with a sneer on his face, he looked sideways at the void, and said hoarsely: "Blood Demon, do you say yes or no." ”

The Blood Demon's cultivation was earth-shattering, and he believed that as long as the Blood Demon appeared, these righteous path leaders would not have the strength to pay attention to themselves.

When the people below heard this, their faces were stunned, and the expressions on their faces instantly became solemn.

I saw that in the blink of an eye, the sky had been dyed blood-colored, and the blood clouds were vast for hundreds of miles, like a tumbling sea of blood.

In the sea of blood, a huge blood skeleton like a hill emerged. He glanced deeply at the Soul Eater Demon, as if he had seen through his heart, causing the Soul Eater Demon to lower his head.

He looked down at everyone after him, and his empty eyes were burning with blood-like flames, and just looking at the same thing made people feel as if the blood in their whole body was burning.

"The Blood Demon Seniors are very encouraged to be able to come. Yu Xuzi looked at the blood demon on the sky, and arched his hand with a solemn face.

If there is anyone in the Demon Dao who is the well-deserved leader of the Demon Dao, then it must be the Blood Demon.

According to legend, the Blood Demon was transformed by the dirty blood of the ancient immortal gods, and he has been practicing for thousands of years, and his cultivation has been earth-shattering.

The most terrifying thing is his characteristics, the sea of blood does not dry up, and the blood demon does not die. As long as there is a drop of essence blood, the blood demon can be resurrected again. It is precisely with this terrifying characteristic that the Blood Demon has been able to dominate the world for thousands of years without dying.

"The deity didn't come to listen to your sycophants. This time, the old immortals of your sect have been born. If it's just you little guys, the deity won't have the time to play the house games with you. The Blood Demon looked around at the crowd, his mouth opening and closing with a thunderous sound.

These leaders of the righteous path, although they are the supreme masters of various sects and the strong ones respected by the world, are too much worse than the nine-tailed demon fox, even if they rush up, whether they can make a move in the hands of the demon fox is an unknown number.

Others don't know the details of these famous sects, but his blood demon is clear. These famous sects, to say the least, have the inheritance of one or two old immortal guardian sects, and that is where their true essence lies.

Each of those people was a supreme monk who had survived at least one of the three calamities. In their own era, they are all world-famous peerless heroes.

Hearing the Blood Demon's words, the righteous path leaders below glanced at each other and finally nodded.

"The blood demon seniors are as wise as torches, and the seniors of our sect have already come here, but they don't like to be lively, so they didn't appear. Yu Xuzi arched his hand.

The Blood Demon cultivator is powerful, has survived the tribulation of the Three Calamities, and is a rare master in the world, they can't watch such a powerful help leave.

"Haha, the old friends of the Blood Demon are here, we can't be rude. At that moment, a hearty laugh came from the sky.

Everyone raised their eyes and saw five figures stepping on the void, coming from the mountains and forests not far away.

"Hehe, you old foxes, you really didn't die. The Blood Demon looked at the five people who had come from not far away, and let out a strange smile.

The first person is a young man, dressed in a white robe, and looks like a mortal nobleman.

The Blood Demon smiled: "Three thousand years ago, the Shushan Sword Saint Dugu Ming, after so many years, you still like to pretend to be tender, isn't it a little girl who has fallen in love with it." ”

Dugu Ming's face was cold, and his eyes opened and closed like a divine soldier out of the sheath, which made people can't help but look sideways. He glanced coldly at the Blood Fiend, but didn't speak.

After Dugu Ming, she is a noblewoman who looks graceful and luxurious. She is dressed in a pale yellow long skirt with a white waist around her waist, showing her plump and delicate body to the fullest.

"Two thousand six hundred years ago, Emei taught Zhou Qian, I haven't seen him for many years, and the demeanor of Zhou is still the same, which really makes the deity miss the flesh and blood of the master. The Blood Demon said with a low tone and a smile.

Zhou Qian's face was cold, and she glanced at the blood demon, but she didn't say anything.

The Blood Fiend seemed bored, and turned his gaze to the middle-aged man behind him. The man was dressed in a yellow celestial master uniform, and his body was meticulously cared for, even his long gray hair was shiny.

The Blood Demon's eyes flickered, and he said disdainfully: "Three thousand two hundred years ago, Zhang Jusheng, the Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, has not seen him for a thousand years, and you still care so much about the flesh and skin of this body. ”

Zhang Jusheng's face was solemn, and he looked at the Blood Demon and said: "The difference between the blood demon predecessors and our cultivators, if we cultivators can't even take care of ourselves, how can we talk about cultivating immortality." ”

Hearing this, the Blood Demon turned his head sideways, as if he didn't want to look at him.

He looked at a young monk behind him, the monk was wearing an ordinary white monk's robe, stepping on the void, and golden lotuses were born out of thin air under his feet, looking like an Arhat had descended into the world.

The Blood Demon had a solemn face, and said solemnly: "Wuzhen, the abbot of Wutai Mountain four thousand three hundred years ago, I haven't seen it for thousands of years, your old guy's Arhat golden body has been completed, and it seems that it will not be long before the third calamity comes." ”

Wu Zhen stepped on the void, folded his hands, and said calmly: "My Buddha is merciful, demons are raging, how can we cultivators sit idly by. Even if the poor monk gives up this Buddha fruit, he can't sit back and watch the lives of people suffer. ”

Wu Zhen's voice fell, and a strong voice of appreciation sounded behind him: "Daoist friends are reasonable, if we cultivators sit back and watch the suffering of the world, how different is it from those evil obstacles. ”

The man spoke, stepping out from behind him. He looked to be in his thirties, tall and burly, with a resolute countenance, and his eyes opened and closed with a glint that made people dare not look directly.

The Blood Demon looked at the comer, and the sea of blood suddenly rolled violently, as if demonstrating against the enemy. He said coldly: "Huang Feihu, the strongest man in the world five thousand and six hundred years ago, Kunlun Mountain, you old monster is not dead yet!"

"Your blood demon is not dead yet, how can this general be willing to die first!" Huang Feihu stood in the void with his hands on his back, as unshakable as a majestic and immortal mountain range.

The Soul Eater Old Demon stood in the void, and when he saw the big people coming out one by one, he only felt that his whole body was trembling.

He looked at the crowd carefully, cold sweat on his forehead.

The Blood Demon was about to say something when he suddenly felt something strange in the north and looked sideways at the north.

But it was the demonic energy of the north that was tumbling and galloping in their direction! )