The Blood Demon Lord grabbed Qingluan with his big hand, intending to surrender it and use it as his own mount.
"Hmph!" The two masters of the Shen family took action at the same time, slapping both palms towards the Blood Fiend Lord.
"Hmph, the light of the firefly dares to compete with the bright moon?" The Blood Fiend Lord snorted coldly, and immediately increased the strength of his hand. His palm suddenly became ten times larger, and with a loud bang, the Shen family's Two big hands fought back.
Although the two great gods of the Shen family are quite good, they are still not good enough against the Blood Demon Lord.
Suddenly two muffled groans came over.
The masters of the three sects are all watching with cold eyes at this time. It is best to let the Blood Demon Lord kill the Shen family with the best spirit. This is the human heart.
They were eager to see the Shen family laugh. The Shen family took the initiative to help them this time, but they did not expect to end up like this. Moreover, they wanted to see if Yu Xuzi would take action.
"Hmph, Blood Demon Lord, don't be so arrogant, I'll let you taste the power!" At this moment, a great god from the Shen family fiercely activated a God-Sealing Talisman, and this God-Sealing Talisman sealed Old Yuxu. Zu's blow.
Suddenly, a violent force poured out, hitting the Blood Demon King hard.
When the Blood Fiend Demon Lord felt this violent power, his complexion changed greatly, and he resisted repeatedly, but he was still violently blasted into the mountain by a powerful force.
The sealing blow of Patriarch Yuxu was extremely powerful, making Wang Dachun feel that this blow was even more powerful than the sealing talisman used by Fatian.
It can be seen from this that the strength of Patriarch Yuxu is indeed unparalleled. He is also in the realm of the ancient gods, and the Blood Demon Lord can't even take one of his blows.
"Hmph, the Blood Demon King has been severely injured. How long will it take before you go and kill him!" A supreme elder of the Shen family coldly snorted and sent his spiritual thoughts into the sea of consciousness of the masters of the three sects. .
They took the initiative to help, but they didn't expect the masters of these three sects to look on with cold eyes. It was simply unreasonable!
Those people chatted and felt a little sorry for their face. This time, they were indeed in the wrong, and at the same time, it also shocked Yu Xuzi's terrifying strength.
Several people rushed towards the place where the Blood Fiend Lord was smashed, and Wang Dachun and the others took the opportunity to leave.
At this moment, Wang Dachun was trying his best to suppress the demon sword Wentian. The sword was cutting and scurrying around in the map of hell, showing its powerful demonic nature.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, you want me to surrender to Patriarch Wentian, how is that possible? You, a little holy king, like an ant, also want me to surrender, it's a joke!"
At this moment, the Wentian Devil Sword transformed into a blood-robed ancestor and laughed wildly in Wang Dachun's hell map. He claimed to be the ancestor, and his own strength was comparable to that of a great god. How could he look down on Wang Dachun, a little holy king.
"Hmph, you are just a magic sword. You can never escape the fate of being enslaved by humans. Suppress it!" If he encountered the magic sword Wentian outside, Wang Dachun would run as far as he could, but in the map of hell, However, Wang Dachun was not afraid that he could hurt himself.
However, it would be very difficult to subdue this sword, but Wang Dachun did not dare to ask other ancestors to help, as he might not be able to do anything by then.
The power of this magic knife exceeds all the artifacts in his hand. How could he let it go so easily? If he surrendered, it would definitely be a killer weapon.
Moreover, he must surrender as soon as possible, otherwise if the Blood Demon Lord follows that connection, he will come to try and punish him.
"Hell Furnace, refine it for me!" Wang Dachun sacrificed the Hell Furnace and directly enveloped Xiang Wentian Demon Sword, and the fire burned blazingly.
"Huh, what a trick." The Wentian Devil Sword ran out of the furnace of hell with just one slash, and there was no way he could be trapped here.
"Chains of order!" Suddenly, a dark chain wrapped around Old Dao Wentian, like a big rice dumpling.
"Hmph, break it!" Wentian Lao Dao exerted his strength, and the chain of order was directly broken and shattered on the ground.
"Hmph, the eye of hell!" Wang Dachun didn't believe in evil. This old Taoist Wentian was really powerful. He was worthy of being the sharpening knife of the Blood Fiend Lord.
The black light emitted from the Eye of Hell illuminated Wentian Lao Dao and emitted streaks of black smoke, but it did not cause him huge harm.
Wentian Lao Dao snorted coldly, and then turned into the magic knife again and ran rampant in the map of hell, trying to rush out. However, this map of hell is not covered. There are so many formations inside that you can't see the edges at a glance. I don’t know how it was made.
Wang Dachun was worried that he had destroyed these large formations and had to combat its arrogance.
The main reason is that Wang Dachun's level is too low. If he can summon the water of forgetfulness, he can make Master Wentian forget everything and start a new life.
But now he doesn't have this ability, he's still far from it.
Wang Dachun bit the tip of his tongue and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood essence. At the same time, he moved a divine vein in. Now he wanted to summon the Abi Gate to suppress Wentian Lao Dao.
Suddenly, a dark portal loomed behind him. This portal was dark and tall, with demonic energy inside.
Abi refers to intermittent pain, which means uninterrupted pain. Once you fall into the door of Abi, you will suffer there forever.
In the legend of Abi Hell, once people enter it, they will be subjected to various tortures. Some are roasted together, some have to climb a mountain of knives, and some have their tongues pulled out. It is said that people can die and live 100 million times before they are considered perfect. .
Those who are extremely vicious and evil will all go to Abi Hell to suffer.
As soon as the Abi Gate came out, a strong suction force suddenly emerged, and countless demonic hands stretched out from inside, pulling Old Dao Wentian in.
Wentian Lao Dao is not afraid at all, "It is said that Abi Hell is so terrifying, Lao Tao, I want to see it."
However, Wentian Lao Dao still murmured about the power of the Abi Gate. It is difficult to break out if he is trapped inside. Although he is powerful, if he is outside the Abi Gate, he will definitely not be his opponent, but it is his home court inside, so it is different.
But I don’t know how long it will take for this demon to surrender. Now that the map of hell is trying its best to suppress this demon, it can’t exert much power.
Wang Dachun could finally breathe a sigh of relief after temporarily suppressing Wentian Daoist in Abi's Gate. It seemed that if he wanted to completely conquer this demon, he would have to wait until he became a god.
"Where is the weapon spirit? Come out to me!" Wang Dachun knew that there must be a weapon spirit in the map of hell. After all, it is impossible for such a powerful artifact to be without a weapon spirit.
"Master, you called me?" As soon as Wang Dachun finished speaking, a timid child's voice sounded.
Wang Dachun took a closer look and almost fell over. What appeared in front of him was a little girl of five or six years old. He couldn't help but be shocked, "Are you the weapon spirit of the Hell Map? No!"
Such a powerful artifact is actually a little girl? Shouldn't he be a ruthless person like the Blood Demon King?
Moreover, this little girl was born in pink and jade, like a porcelain doll. Seeing her, Wang Dachun felt as if he was seeing Dudu.
