Although the ten palaces of the Underworld are not as powerful as the ancient and powerful as the six palaces of Luofeng, they are now the master of the Underworld. In the eyes of all living beings, they are really mysterious and powerful. The second palace, the crown and robe of the King of Chujiang, is the emperor of the Underworld, a powerful man in the prehistoric world who specializes in the Great Ice Hell. He stood in the hall, before the throne, and when he heard the words of Wukong roaring the underworld, his eyebrows raised slightly.

King Bian Cheng sneered: "That demon monkey in the world is so loud!"

"Don't worry about it for now. After all, it is the end of the seven saints of the demon clan. Although he is excluded and is not the same as other great saints, the demon clan is an ancient force that has dominated the prehistoric world. What are his seven saints?" King Chujiang said with a smile.

"Hmph!" King Biancheng snorted coldly: "He, the seventh saint, cannot rely on Zu Yin, and the other six saints killed the emperor's son Mu, but he wanted to save him. It is not a false statement that he is not favored by the demon clan. Now the demon clan still needs him, so he can keep the title of the seventh saint. When it is not needed... the first person to be dealt with is a ungrateful wolf like him."

Speaking of Emperor Zi Mu, King Chujiang said with a serious expression: "The Emperor Zi Mu is a trouble. The guy from Luofeng Six Heavens has become an old ghost. He is unwilling to be lonely and wants to mix things up, but we don't need to provoke Emperor Donghua."

"The Liutian of Luofeng is a group of madmen...everyone dares to provoke." King Chujiang said dissatisfied: "The Great Shang Dynasty was to satisfy their appetite and massacre demons and barbarians. The Emperor of Heaven turned a blind eye to the overall situation of the demon clan, and then endured it. Later, he tortured and killed the human race, and tens of thousands of people often sacrificed blood, beheaded, burned, and staked, built palaces for them, and even for their temples in the world to be reflected to the yin soil, and they used humans as stakes and buried them in the foundation of the temple. All kinds of crazy behaviors were not restrained, which angered the Emperor of Heaven."

King Biancheng snorted coldly: "You still call him Emperor Tian?"

"Di Hong's actions against each other..."

King Chu Jiang was angry in a rare manner and scolded sternly: "Rareless! Respectfully call the Emperor of Heaven... Even if the Emperor of Heaven has already joined the Tao, it is not something that we can criticize. The Emperor of Heaven is not our turn to say so!"

King Bian Cheng was stunned, and then avoided the topic and said: "The Great Sage of Monkey King has no support from his clan, so it is not worth worrying. The two juniors who came from the sea of ​​blood are nothing. Bai Suzhen said that he was taking care of the mother of Mount Li, but although the mother of Mount Li is powerful, she can't care about our underworld... Only Emperor Donghua will blame him..."

King Chujiang snorted coldly: "Didn't Luo Feng go to the sixth day of his life to support him?"

"But there is one thing I can't understand. Why did the people from the Six Heavens of Luofeng take us to serve the muddy waters of Emperor Ziyang this time? They didn't say that they killed Bai Suzhen and offended the mother of Mount Li. After all, they were not powerful in the Heavenly Court, but offending Emperor Donghua would not be easy to mess with!"

King Chujiang had already thought about this question: "The six heavens of Luofeng had resentment towards the Emperor of Heaven! When they swept the six heavens of old energy, they were severely punished by the Emperor of Heaven, and the Yang God was killed by the Yin God. The Yin God could only rely on the sporadic blood and food sacrificed by some witches of witches and barbarians in the prehistoric world. The witch was denied as a lewd god. Compared to the Xia and Shang Divine Dynasty, when the whole country was sacrificed and dominated the kingdom of God, it was pitiful."

"But when the Emperor of Heaven was still alive, they did not dare to express this resentment, nor even complain, and were afraid of being killed! Honestly... But after the Emperor of Heaven joined forces with the Tao, the Eastern Prince's proposal gave them ambition!"

"The proposition of the Eastern Prince, simple to say, is that the Divine Lord governs the heavens, God controls everything, dominates the prehistoric world, dominates sentient beings, and dominates the human race. The Emperor of Heaven regards each human race as his descendants. He is the ancestor of the human race, so he must treat it equally, be kind and strict. It can be said that some regrets are not strong enough. He hopes that everyone in the prehistoric world will be Yao and Shun."

"Because Yao and Shun are his most outstanding descendants!"

"But everyone in the prehistoric world is the dragon, everyone is Yao and Shun, what else does God rule?"

"So, the King of the East and Gods like us only hope to establish a normal heavenly court, like the Taiyi God Court, not to be in the same heart as sentient beings, but to rule and dominate sentient beings, and to build a true and high-ranking divine court."

"At that time, the ancient ghosts of the Six Heavens of Luofeng naturally had an excuse to get rid of the constraints of the Heavenly Emperor's restriction of the divine way and return to the era when the divine power dominated everything in the past."

King Biancheng whispered: "There is also the Ancestor of the Styx, and there are rumors that... he is going to attack the underworld."

King Chujiang hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "The Ancestor of the Styx has been disliked by us for a long time. It is not a new thing to destroy the underworld, but there are also people behind us... Otherwise, why should we ask Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to stay in hell, and give our authority to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and watch Taiyi save the suffering Heavenly Lord open up the holy realm of the divine kingdom?"

King Bian Cheng lowered his voice and said, "So there is Xuanmen Buddhism..."

"Although the Ancestor of the Styx sealed Luo with a trick, raised his head and occupied the demonic path, the demonic path is no longer the demonic path in the hands of the Luo Mo Ancestor! The Ancestor of the Luo Mo Ancestor was born with the resentment of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods being killed. He was destined to destroy the destruction demon gods of the prehistoric world, but the Ancestor of the Styx was only transformed by Pangu's dirty blood and no longer had the power to compete with the Xuanmen Buddhist sect."

"In the past, Xuanmen wanted to support him to drag the Luo Mozu's back. Now, although Styx plotted against Luo and the dominant family, he also lost the support of Xuanmen and Buddhism. Now, Xuanmen's righteous path no longer needs him! There is no need to take care of anything when dealing with the Demonic Path... It would be fine if he was calm in the sea of ​​blood. If he attacked our underworld and involved in the important place of reincarnation, wouldn't it touch the three religions' reverse scales? The Demonic Path took his own death?"

"So there is no need to take into account the devil's way..."

King Biancheng asked casually: "So, Emperor's son Mu?"

"Treat it as if it wasn't seen, don't listen, don't interfere!"

"The two blood sea direct descendants of the Demonic Way?"

"If Luofeng Six Heavens is not good at making a move, we will secretly help the old ghosts and kill them here. We should not come forward!"

"That Monkey King of the Demon Clan?"

"Ignore it and let the demon race handle it themselves!"

"That witch Bai Suzhen?"

"It's just an ant, letting her die by herself... If you get in front of her, what if you press her to death?"

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The evil general watched the flying sickle fall and roared. The souls lined up to cross the bridge on the Naihe Bridge and hid back on the road to the underworld when they saw something was wrong. Now the Naihe Bridge is very wide. The evil spirits on the six-day old ghosts pressed against the entire army gathered together and turned into red and black iron-blooded soldiers and evil spirits soared into the sky. The dark dark demonic energy on the evil ghosts and evil spirits even rolled in.

The evil god rushed in front, and the Yin god expanded countless times in the evil spirit and demonic energy...

"Demonic boy, die!"

"kill!"

Countless ghosts and gods roared in unison, and the thunderous roar turned into a thunderbolt, shaking the entire Naihe Bridge. Countless evil ghosts and witches swarmed out with the body of Yin Gods. They had no physical bodies, and Yin Gods were invisible and intangible, so countless ghosts and gods could overlap. The bridge deck of the Naihe Bridge was not wide, and countless ghosts and gods forced to block countless ghosts and gods, golden swords and iron horses, rushing like a flood, the immersive divine bodies merged into tides, and their powerful magical powers accumulated for tens of millions of years. The most cruel and fierce magical powers of the evil spirits and the ancestors of the demon barbarian souls that were swallowed by them were all manifested.

Countless faces drove away the fierce magical powers, like the black fog tide composed of countless dense faces, rushing towards the two.

The hands of the leader Wusheng pinched the sword arts white, and he felt so nervous that he couldn't feel the pain!

He wailed: "Are we a demonic way, or are they a demonic way? It seems that these evil ghosts and witch gods are a little more evil than us."

The Blood Demon Slaughter said even more angrily: "It's so shameless! The atmosphere in the prehistoric world is so bad!"

"We have always been besieging our enemies. When will it be the other people's turn to besiege our demon?"

Two old demons who were pressured by Wusheng and Xueshuo were taken on the blame, and they were very honest and swept the Wangchuan River on both sides of the Naihe Bridge with their eyes. A small boat swayed on the river surface and floated to the Naihe Bridge intentionally or unintentionally. The two old demons looked at each other: "Someone wants to run!"

At this time, a sudden stretched iron rod was inserted into the boat and swung the boat away.

Wukong said impatiently: "You two, try harder and make small moves. Lao Sun took Mu and the little white snake on a boat and ran away. He kept you two "magic giants" invading the sea of ​​blood. He was brutally suppressed by the underworld. It will definitely be passed down to future generations. The power of the magic is shocking. If you suppress the 18-level hell, you will not be liberated! "

Master Wusheng sighed and said, "Senior Brother Xue Tu, it seems that he has to fight hard today!"

"Bless the Demon Ancestor!" The Blood Demon clasped his hands together and said piously.

"The Demon Ancestor should kill you when he sees your prayer gesture!" Wukong cursed: "Wuchuan River, the Biluohuang Spring is right next to you. The blood demon from your sea of ​​blood, dare you say that there is no way to do it... I, Lao Sun, don't believe it!"

The leader of Wusheng swept his hand freely, and the Yuantu sword energy turned into a long river.

Xue Tu stretched his arms and opened his arms to meet the tide of ghosts and gods. The rolling evil spirits were filled with the fierceness of countless evil ghosts and witches. Xue Tu put away his unswerving expression and showed a calm smile: "At the qiongbi and the underworld, the sea of ​​blood hides the sword everywhere..."

The turbid waves of the Yellow Springs rolling under the Naihe Bridge, and the water is three points higher.

Countless blood god sons rushed out behind the Blood Tu, and the dense blood god sons turned into a sea of ​​blood behind him. They rushed to the Wangchuan River in groups. The Blood God son rushed into the blue yellow spring, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a thread of blood that melted away. The blood shrouded in the Wangchuan River. Gradually, the turbid yellow river water slowly rose.

Xue Tu raised his head and sighed in a low voice: "Come on the knife!"

Hurry!

The Wangchuan River stirred up huge waves, and the surging flood rushed towards the Naihe Bridge. The Naihe Bridge emitted a ray of spiritual light to suppress the Wangchuan River. As soon as he finished speaking, the endless Wangchuan River water turned into blood color, and the blue and white spring suddenly turned into the real water of the sea of ​​blood, endless, and was borrowed by the Blood Demon Slaughter and turned into a long sword.

The Demon Blood-turning Divine Sword!

By using the water of Forget River, we reversed the blue and fallen Yellow Spring into the true water of the Blood River, and turned the Styx into the Blood River. The water of Forget River is endless. The river flows under the Naihe Bridge. How many joys and sorrows have been sent away and how many passers-by have been sent away. No river is more magnificent than the love, hate and affection that Wangchuan has seen, and no bridge has more passersby than the Naihe Bridge.

Naihe Bridge, Forget River.

The cycle of reincarnation is endless...

The Blood Demon Lord raised the knife in his hand and let you run for a lifetime, but you can't escape the cycle of reincarnation anyway...

Swipe the sword and swept across the river... an endless river of blood rushes away. Countless blood gods' sons in the river of blood shuttled and entangled. The countless ghosts and gods who turned into black tides and rolled into the river of blood, and the countless souls fell into the river of blood. They were swallowed by the blood gods' son in the river, and the blood gods' sons were divided into two paths and continued to pounce on the next evil ghost.

The dark tide of ghosts and gods was dyed blood in the blink of an eye.

Only the evil god general was trapped in the blood river and gnawed by countless blood god sons. He roared and rolled and vibrated with evil spirits, constantly slapping away the evil spirits.

The Wuwen banner with the word "Zhou" emitted countless black lights, condensing all the ghosts and gods army into one, resisting the endless blood slaughter. With the help of the Forgetful River, the sword intent penetrated through the cycle of reincarnation...

The demon turns into blood and does not enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Evil came to his divine power and tore open the blood river. This terrifying divine power shattered countless blood gods. He took on the weight of the Forgetful River with one force, and walked towards the Blood Demon Slaughter with one force, step by step, struggling to fight against the sea of ​​blood.

"The ancient evil comes, and its strength is powerful and powerful!" The Blood Demon Lord held the Heavenly Demon Blood-Changing Sword, his face was calm, and even looked at the evil general with appreciation. Until the evil comes step by step, the spiritual light that shook Naihe Bridge began to tremble, and then he said quietly: "General, you... are not bad!"

Ei Lai roared: "Kill!"

He let go of his hand that was slashed by Xuehe, exposed his chest, and slashed at Xueshu's head with both hands.

The blood river hit his chest, and the sword energy of the demon-turning blood-divine sword spread open his chest. The blood river carried the weight of Wangchuan, and the sharpness that could not be seen directly, inserted into the chest of evil. The blood river passed through the chest of evil. At every moment, the endless blood water was taking away the divine power and vitality of evil.

Just count the time to erode and erase the evil and powerful war souls.

But the evil divine halberd's head only takes a moment...

The divine halberd was slashed down, but Xue Tu's expression was as usual and he never pulled out the Blood River Long Sword. However, the Yuantu sword energy of the leader Wusheng's Sect, briefly pierced the evil head in an instant.

The ancient evil came, his eyes were filled with regret. The divine halberd stayed a little bit above the head of Xue Tu, but it was already a natural barrier.

The unparalleled body of evil came to melt into the endless river of blood.

The Blood Demon Lord drew out the Demon Blood-Transforming Sword, drowned the endless army of ghosts and gods and flowed back towards the Forget River, and took away the souls of countless evil ghosts and witches and gods. The souls and spirits merged into the Blood River and merged into the Forget River without any turmoil.

The Forgetful River is still flowing, and it is impossible to see how it has just turned into a river of blood, and has swallowed countless ghosts and gods in one slightest.

The Blood Tu Titian Demon-turning Blood God Sword... Just raised his head slightly, Luo Feng Liutian felt a suffocation and silence on the opposite side. Zhou Yinjue's face finally had a slight turbulence from a deep depth. He looked at the figure holding a sword and a sword on the bridge ahead. Those ghosts, evil ghosts, witches and gods were under his command. He once followed him to conquer the monsters and barbarians in all directions. Those arrogant innate gods and remnants of the demon clan all fell on this brutal and arrogant army of ghosts and gods.

They were tyrannical, they sacrificed blood to prisoners of war, they slaughtered all living beings, and they were arrogant and powerful.

They wore bronze armor, painted Wuwen, and smeared their bodies with the blood of demons and barbarians. They lived as warriors, died as ghosts and gods, and continued to fight. They carried a brutal breath, barbaric and powerful.

Now, this invincible army protected by ghosts and gods was defeated by Muye's slaves, and was imprisoned by the Heavenly Emperor in the underworld together with the Witch God. Finally, it lost its invincible ferocity and was killed by the mere two juniors of the Demon Sect. Then the terrain of Wangchuan was killed countless times. It is not scary to be killed... The army of ghosts and gods of the Great Shang Dynasty was severely damaged by countless terrible and cruel remnants of the demon clan.

But this is not a failure.

Fear is failure...

Zhou Jueyin had already seen fear in the eyes of these witch and ghost warriors.

"Six days of old energy, maybe we are really old energy! Emperor Tian, ​​don't you want to represent the nine heavens to sweep us? But now... before you sweep us completely, someone will sweep your remaining power! Haha... Emperor Tian... Emperor Hong! Emperor Dijiang... His Majesty..."

"My Majesty!"

"Why do you want to betray us, why do you want to... give up on us!"

"I just can't forget it, I'm a witch!"

Zhou Jue's eyes were slightly red, he calmed his surging emotions, his eyes became cold again, he drew his sword and pointed directly at the Blood Tu on Naihe Bridge. Wusheng and his two voices were cold as usual: "Kill!"

Zhou Jueyin hit the darkness of the underworld, piercing through the sky above the Naihe Bridge like lightning.

Xue Tu was shocked and hurriedly raised his sword before he could penetrate Wangchuan and mobilize the power of the Styx. The Heavenly Demon Blood-Changed Sword condensed with the intention of the sword was easily torn apart by Zhou Jueyin. The silver lightning continued to ripped off Xue Tu's body. He quickly turned into a blood shadow, which was dispersed with three points of blood. The remaining trace escaped in time and hid in the depths of Wukong.

Xue Tu roared angrily: "Monkey, you just cheated me, please help me block this time!"

"If my Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was still there, how could I be easily defeated by that old guy?"

Wukong beat the silver lightning with a random stick and said without looking back: "Oh! If you want your sword to be there, will you not be defeated?"
Chapter completed!