Chapter Ninety-Five: The Sandpiper Fights for Profit

Countless demonic thoughts on the sea of flowers have been resisted again.

Leng Liang looked at the Demon Nian and said, "Why should the Demon Nian Daoist be angry?"

The demon was silent.

"Goo-goo-goo. ”

The voice in the pool of blood, under the sound of thunder, was very abrupt, even abrupt to the point of being a little scary.

Leng Liang was silent, and glanced at Demon Nian for a moment and said, "Do Demon Nian Daoists know what this is?"

The demon thought was silent, and then said, "Kill!!"

Leng Liang said: "How to kill?"

"You and I are in harmony, can you think about the strife after that?"

Leng Liang nodded, both of them were decisive people, and at this moment, the sword light and the sea of flowers in the sky converged in one place, and they all came towards the blood pool in the middle.

But both of them are also scheming people, and they both leave the means to press the bottom of the box, defending each other against each other's attacks.

The pool of blood was still gurgling with blood, as if it didn't know that danger was approaching.

Silence withers and withers everything.

Demonic thoughts devour and assimilate everything.

At this moment, the two forces merged into one, and the blood in this blood pool was smashed in an instant, and then the entire blood pool made a creaking sound.

Demon Thoughts and Cold Scales were overjoyed, at least they knew now that this thing was either incapable of destroying it was enough.

"Boom. ”

The thunder still fell.

The blood pool water gradually disappears.

The power of demonic thoughts and the power of extinction are also great strength, and they all know the truth of strangling the danger in the cradle, but in a moment, a huge swallowing force came.

The demon's face suddenly changed, and in the blink of an eye, it suddenly disappeared, turning into thousands of epiphany, and it actually retreated to the back for the first time.

The silence continues.

His Divine Sense Sense was still a little worse than that of Demon Thoughts.

Leng Liang then reacted, and the power of Dao Silence turned into tens of thousands of sword lights, and he ran into the distance, and it was also in the confrontation that he retreated for the first time.

But it was a little late.

On the cunning of old treachers, this demon idea is more in line with it.

The demon thought went to the outside of the seal, and he didn't even ask to devour this cold scale, or to be reborn, or to ask for anything, as if he had no desire for anything in an instant, and it was the feeling of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha.

Coldscale suddenly let out a scream.

The demon retreated further.

A huge attraction force, at this moment, is transmitted to this side, countless devouring power, from the blood pool, a moment of cold scale of the power of silence, was swallowed up by this blood pool, you know, in the process of confrontation, the power of extinction has long been melted into one with the soul origin of the cold scale, and at this moment being devoured, it is no less than, someone will take his soul away from him.

Leng Liang screamed in the seal, this pain was extremely painful, even to the depths of the soul, compared to ordinary punishment, what cramps and bones, much more vicious.

The blood pool does not stop, and under the seal of the power of thunder and lightning, it still does not stop, which is also the last obstacle of Cold Scales.

"Don't Demon Nian Daoists know the truth of losing everything?"

Cold Scale said loudly.

Demon Nian Gaga laughed and said: "Demon Nian only knows, the truth that the dead Dao friend does not die and the poor Dao, this weird thing, or Leng Dao Friend, you can deal with it personally, I won't bother the demon thought, it won't work at this time, I won't be able to sleep in this demon thought for tens of millions of years, as long as someone cultivates, as long as someone succeeds, and someone can become enlightened, then I will have a bright future." ”

The voice became fainter and fainter, and then in the distance, the seal of this thunder pool was broken.

The blood pool instantly submerged the entire seal, cold scales, and a series of silent sword lights behind him appeared, and then countless sword lights came from that silence, and the blood pool was instantly cut into several halves, but in a moment the blood pool was restored, and the silence was just the last bit of the bottom of the box.

Cold Scale's Divine Soul was locked, and it had already taken a lot of effort to have such an attack, and at this moment, the body was about to dissipate, and Cold Scale looked at the depths of the blood pool, and actually had a feeling that he couldn't see through.

"Daoist friend, can you let Leng die and understand. ”

Silently.

In a moment, the sea of blood poured down, and the body of Cold Scale was gradually eroded in this sea of blood, corroded and fell, and when Cold Scale finally opened his eyes, he only saw a huge pitch-black egg in the depths of the sea of blood.

"Eggs?"

Leng Liang suddenly wanted to laugh, "I didn't expect that my Silent Heart Sect genius cultivator, the youngest elder, would be killed by an egg, an egg?"

The cold scales died in vain.

The sea of blood disappeared in an instant, and the blood from the sky was pumped into the original pool of blood, as if everything just now was like a dream.

At this moment, the power of the world is also slowly dissipating.

Because the person who sealed it has died, the power of this world is no longer necessary.

Time ticks by.

The black egg in this sea of blood, tentacle-like things began to appear on it, hideous and terrifying, devouring it again in all directions, the thunder that had already dispersed was dragged and devoured alive, this thunder came from the power of this world, almost a product of the Tao, even the silence and demonic thoughts could not be devoured.

But at this moment, after a few minutes of confrontation with this tentacle, it turned out to be defeated, and the tentacles actually surrounded the power of the thunder of thousands of worlds that had not yet dissipated outside this seal in an instant, and continued to devour it.

The giant egg in the depths of the tentacles, silently, shattered, and began to change continuously, human form, demon form.

The tentacles were still there, growing on the body, and they were becoming more and more hideous and terrifying.

Demon Nian looked at the blood sticking out, and suddenly felt a little helpless.

"When did this seal appear?"

He had the memory of the Ancient Demon, so he could naturally recognize what these seals were.

The demonic thoughts are formless and incorporeal, but it takes some effort to pass through these seals, but at this moment, there is no such time.

Mo Nian looked at the blood color that was close at hand and whispered: "I beg Daoist friends to leave a life, Mo Nian is willing to surrender for the rest of his life and never turn his back." ”

Scarlet was indifferent.

Demon Nian's face flashed with blood, and he said, "Do you really want to break the net?"

In the blood, the tentacles stretched out towards the demon in an instant.

Demon Nian's face suddenly turned pale and said, "Why do you have to be such a fellow Daoist?"

The blood doesn't stop.

Demon Nian said angrily: "Daoist friends deceive people too much!!!

This Demon Mind Sect Master suddenly turned into an epiphany, coming towards this boundless blood, this Demon Mind Sect Master actually had a bit of courage, but then, as soon as the Epiphany turned around, it actually flew into the distance, without stopping or resting, for a while it seemed to have forgotten what he had just said, and the speed of escaping at this moment was really as fast as lightning.

It's a pity.

The color of blood flashed, and in an instant, the magic mind was swept into it, and it turned into a part of the blood in an instant.

At this moment, the tentacles in the blood water gradually stagnated.

And the thing that the egg hatches, between these countless tentacles, is still constantly changing.

A monster with a nine-headed human body.

A ghost creature with two wings on its back.

Almost perfect form of human beings.

Ethereal spiritual creatures.

It's constantly changing, and each time it changes, the blood is much less.

Then time passed, and the blood was swallowed up in a moment.

In a moment, the tentacles stretched out again, devouring the seal, relying on the aura in the seal, relying on the power of the seal, but at this moment, under the tentacles, there was no power to fight back, and the entire seal was loosening.

Decade.

Only the last bit of the seal remained.

The tentacle reached the last seal and stopped, and at this moment it was completely enough.

Huge bones, blood and tendons, constantly blending, the human nature slowly formed, and then completely shattered.

Then the entire blood color spread out again, constantly extending this, flesh and bones, and even turned the entire Zhengwan Demon Gate into a long red strip of red, and there was simply the last bit of seal, so there was still nothing on it, and no one found it

It's been 10 years.

The Evil Sect took the place of the Ten Thousand Demon Gate.

The Evil Dragon Sect Master has become the new leader of this demonic path.

Li Shili was still at the foot of the Desperate Mountain every day, looking at the top in the direction of the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, he had pleaded with the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, hoping that his master would not let it go, touch the head of his head again, give him a chestnut, or scold her again.

But in the end it is useless.

The mirage only has a little demon soul left, he failed to advance, and there is no possibility of enlightenment, but he knows that he can still persevere.

The little princess of the Dragon Palace is in the deepest part of the North Sea, looking up at the starlight, waiting for someone to come and see him, she has no parents, no more to cut together, but he believes that his story master will still come

Inside a dark room.

"Have you forgotten what happened back then?"

The fourth old man faced the old avenue.

Lao Si's face was even paler, but his fingers were even more blood-red.

Now the Black Money Gang has been divided into two factions, one faction is dominated by killers, led by the old four, and the other is the rest of the original six brothers.

The Northern Sect was not only hunted down, but also intolerable by the entire Xiuzhen Realm and the Mortal Realm, all of which relied on Lao Si to support him.

On the contrary, the Southern Sect was even more prosperous and became a first-class force under the Evil Sect.

"I didn't forget, but he was too mad. ”

"Crazy, not crazy, do you think you can get out of that place, who gave you everything now?"

"Don't talk nonsense! Surrender now, you still have a life, otherwise when Lord Feng arrives here, you, the northern faction, will also turn to ashes." ”

The fourth child was silent, and then suddenly stopped talking.

The boss's ears moved, and he said with an evil spirit: "It is worthy of being the guardian of that person's enlightenment, and he actually used a stand-in to say such things, and it is a stand-in who has long since died, but if you leave, I will kill this stronghold of yours and your subordinates." ”

The fourth child took advantage of the night to leave, looking up at the sky above the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, his brows furrowed deeply, he was the shadow of Xu Cheng, and now in the lonely world of shadows, this feeling was not pleasant.