Wild Wolf Valley.
The figure of Zheng Zhenren of the Lingbao Sect lying on his side on the tree instantly turned into a trace of orange-red sword light, and silently escaped into the void, heading towards the Xuanyin Ice Fiend.
And as if it was agreed upon, Su Mingxin, who had already noticed him for a long time, also flashed, and his figure turned into reality, becoming transparent and void, leaving no trace of heaven and earth.
This is the clear escape from the sky!
Although Huiyue and Meng Shaoyun from the Guanghan sect were half a step slower, they also cooperated with a cold escaping light that went straight into the ground.
But soon.
The sound of rushing water in the void grew from small to loud, and finally became endless.
A river of blood came in mighty force, with thousands of blood shadows struggling and floating in it, trying to pull all living beings to sink.
The blood-colored river water spread into the depths of the void, and soon forced Zheng Zhenren, Su Mingxin, and Huiyue and his wife out.
As for the others, they were not so lucky. Only Zhu Qingying and Huang Qishan relied on their cultivation to avoid falling into the river of blood instantly, and were rescued by Zheng Zhenren.
Su Mingxin raised her hand and picked up a poor tiger hiding in the grass and reeds in time.
The fairy sword outside Zheng Zhenren's body kept humming, as if he was eager to try it.
"Grandma Xuehe from the Northern Sect?"
A cold and charming woman with hair as white as snow and a fair face appeared in the blood river. She looked at the few people and said calmly: "You guys should just wait."
Zheng Zhenren shook his head and smiled. His natal Red Dragon Immortal Sword split into ten thousand rays and pointed directly at countless blood shadows. The Nine Heavens Fire Dragon Sword Intent manifested in the air, as if dragons roared again, resounding majestically throughout the blood river.
The whole river of blood seemed to be boiling.
But Grandma Xuehe didn't panic, her face disappeared, and then a wave of blood surged into the sky, drowning everything.
There were even more blood shadows flowing across the bleeding river, heading towards a few people in a strange and unpredictable way.
Zheng Zhenren smiled casually at Su Mingxin and the others and said, "The old witch has passed through the two disasters of thunder and fire. She is very powerful. I have no time to take care of you."
He only survived the thunder disaster three hundred years ago, and his moral conduct was poor.
Fairy Huiyue nodded calmly: "I don't dare to distract the real person."
A blue-gold moon wheel was seen rising above the two of them, and the cold moonlight illuminated it as it turned.
The blood shadows condensed and shattered, and seemed to freeze and purify the blood river.
Grandma Xuehe smiled coldly: "The Guanghan Sect's Taiyin Moon Wheel? They came to seize the gate of the Five Yin Demon Prison and sent two juniors with a one-disaster magic weapon. Is the Guanghan Sect lonely?"
"The gate of the Five Yin Demon Prison?" Fairy Huiyue and his wife couldn't help but feel shocked.
They came here just for the branches of the acquired laurel tree with spiritual roots.
Their thoughts were racing, but now that the matter was over, they had to see the Guanghan laurel branches first.
Zheng Zhenren's eyes flashed and he looked at Su Mingxin, unable to guess their purpose for a moment.
But the light of the sword in his hand couldn't help but become sharper. The sword's intent above Xuehe was awe-inspiring, stinging Grandma Xuehe's spirit.
Su Mingxin's cultivation is second only to Zheng Zhenren, and his strength has been perfected for many years. He looks around with clear eyes.
"Just one?"
Waves of faint thunder sounded outside his body, like an hallucination, but with every sound, a blood shadow collapsed.
Seeing this, Grandma Xuehe couldn't help but praise slightly: "The empty and formless true thunder in "The Secret Teaching of Nanhua, the Supreme Forgetting Love"? Yes, yes, I have heard of you."
"I just don't know if you can stay in the realm of incomparable sentient beings and transform into the wonderful appearance of heaven and humans?"
A tall blood god gathered together and headed straight for Su Ming's heart.
But all he saw was a small red-gold triangular flag appearing in his hand. There were many mysterious patterns composed of clouds, seals and thunder patterns on it. As soon as it appeared, red-gold flaming lotuses sprouted on the blood river.
The flaming flag lifted off the ground!
Su Mingxin said in a calm and sincere tone: "You are the Yuan Shen and I am the Yin Shen. There is a difference between cloud and mud. I will not confront you head-on."
Its figure slowly becomes transparent, its eyes are as indifferent as the sky, inclusive of everything, and gradually merges into the triangular flag.
The red-gold lotus sea suddenly fell and was about to fall into the river of blood.
Grandma Xuehe's heart trembled. At this moment, a pale golden palm poked out from the void, and in a dangerous move, it turned into a big hand seal and flew away from the ground with a flaming flag.
A skinny monk sitting cross-legged on the seventh-grade treasure lotus said with a serious face: "The poor monk came to stop the magic weapon of Xuandu Temple."
Fairy Huiyue and the other two looked a little unhappy.
Meng Shaoyun wanted to say that they had no intention of opening the door to the devil's prison, but Fairy Huiyue swallowed her words with a cold glance.
"Help Senior Zheng with all his strength."
Fairy Huiyue said coldly, and then the clear light of Guanghan fell down, confusing Grandma Xuehe's mind. At the same time, a ball of unpredictable ice-blue fairy light appeared in her hand and directly took the opportunity to hit Xuehe.
In an instant, it was frozen for thousands of miles!
Grandma Xuehe groaned, wondering whether she was injured by the Ice Soul Immortal Thunder or the Sword Qi.
The monk Luo Han who blocked the flaming flag from the ground was strong and powerful. Although his cultivation was not as good as that of Grandma Xuehe, it was not difficult to deal with only one three-disaster magic weapon activated by the Yin God.
And within the Demon Sect, it can be said that things are changing rapidly!
The squirming flesh ball is constantly twisting and struggling, and the seven-color precious light and pure energy are constantly flashing.
After a period of changes, it finally fell silent, and only the fresh air permeating the outside told everyone that this thing seemed different.
"The Supreme Nine Pure Immortal Light! Thank you Lingxu!"
The bronze coffin shook suddenly three times, and it was hard to tell whether it was fear or fear in his tone.
The clear air rises from the Four Symbols Furnace in the Red Sky, turning into an illusory Taoist figure.
Lingxuzi, who wore a fishtail crown and a purple Taoist robe, said with a leisurely chuckle: "Thank you, Tianzhi."
"Otherwise, if the old Taoist goes to unravel the Sun and Moon Five Elements Glazed Spell by himself, the distraction from the Demon Prison may be so frightening that he will burn down this Taoist portal."
A magic force rolled Luo Yuan into the coffin, and Master Tianzhi said in a solemn tone with a hint of anger: "The old immortal is hidden deep enough!"
Then he suddenly made a move, and the coffin suddenly swelled, and the blood-colored demonic flames poured out of it and engulfed the space in an instant.
Click, click, click!
The sound of shattering sounded, and the space of the Demon Prison Gate split open instantly.
At this time, two magic weapons, the Vermillion Bird Fan and the Baoshan Seal, were seen weakly flying out of the mist.
Lin Xuanzhi was shrouded in a solid thunder curtain by the Canglong Pillar. Seeing this, he couldn't help but said: "Senior, ask them to come here too?"
There was a hint of laughter in Canglongzhu's childlike voice: "You are beautiful and your thoughts are beautiful. But we are actually not familiar with them and cannot influence their will."
Soon, he appeared in the dark red space again.
The people who were fighting fiercely couldn't help but look sideways for a while, and then decisively stayed away to avoid it.
Lin Xuanzhi knew that he could not get involved with the temple master, so he immediately activated the Canglong Pillar and headed straight for Xu Xuan and the others.
A scroll was opened outside Xu Xuan's body. There were nearly three digits of picturesque beauties on it, all of them graceful and graceful.
From time to time, beauties would come out among them, all with different magical powers, which made everyone tired of dealing with them.
But when he saw the thundering Canglong Pillar approaching in an instant, his expression changed drastically.
"Why did Luo Yuan make things like this?!"
The door of the devil's prison trembled slightly, but stood quietly in place.
In the blood-colored demonic flames, there are also weird mysterious demonic thunders hidden, which are best at hurting people's soul and true spirit.
But when Ling Xuzi shook his head and chuckled, he flicked the whisk in his hand, the demonic flames were extinguished, and the sky was clear and peaceful.
After two swings, the thunder dissipated, and the world became silent.
Throw it again, the purity is manifested, the charm of the Tao is born, and everyone is in a peaceful pure land.
Master Tianzhi couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. Just a thought. Is this old immortal so powerful?
But he was not allowed to think too much. He saw Lingxuzi raising his hand and stepping out lightly. A breath of fresh air from his fingertips seemed to create a scene of earth, fire, water, and wind, and he was about to land directly on the coffin.
Master Tianzhi was shocked, this was his secret treasure to avoid the fourth and ninth tribulations!
A Drought Demon God flew out from the coffin, flew out fearlessly, opened its mouth and spat out endless rain of blood.
The clear air collapsed, the earth, fire, water and wind surged, and an illusory world was created and developed, and then destroyed with the drought.
The old immortal is so cruel!
He didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and immediately called for help, preparing to call Grandma Xuehe and Master Kurong to come to help, while waiting for an opportunity to escape.
The Master of Xuandu Monastery has not left the mountain for thousands of years. Master Tianshi thought that he could cope with the incarnation of one of his thoughts by relying on his ability to survive the three disasters.
But obviously.
Master Tianzhi realized that he had been hasty.
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