The next day.

early morning.

The three soldiers were divided into three groups.

Master Ruzang took the list to count the caves and blessed lands, while Mr. Yu focused on the construction of the interior of Luodu Mountain and the gathering of living beings.

Wu Rong and his master rushed to Xueling Cliff together.

Two thousand miles is nothing compared to the saint's fiefdom of millions of miles, let alone the mighty battlefield of hundreds of millions.

The entire Demon Underworld is nominally owned by Wu Rong.

Because Luodu Mountain is not far from Xueling Cliff, Wu Rong had already arrived in a short while.

Wearing a dark red robe, he stood in the sky, his gaze flew over, taking in a panoramic view of Xueling Mountain and the sea of ​​​​blood crashing on the shore.

Take a piece of sea water and rub it between your fingers.

The sea of ​​blood is said to be a sea of ​​blood, but in fact there is no smell of blood. There is just a layer of red light that is as faint as the setting sun, and it looks even more sparkling under the cover of the bright sun.

There are monks mining the veins, and it looks like they should be a small tribe.

They did not notice the Taoist standing above.

Wu Rong moved his gaze, his eyes were like a condor soaring through the nine heavens, sharp and sharp.

Just like him, he gives people a sharp aura.

He is the kind of person who seems difficult to get along with at first glance.

No matter how hard he learns to smile, it remains the same.

"Master, with this, can we connect with other worlds?"

The evil spirits gathered, and the black and red ashes condensed into a tall figure.

Tu Shanjun turned his palm and took out a compass.

The compass was brand new, like a newly refined magic weapon, but the lines on it were quite primitive, and there were even seal inscriptions that Wu Rong couldn't understand.

Tickling and turning.

"The net cast by the divine court in the ancient times is enough for a monk to reach another world quickly and unscathed." Tu Shanjun's voice remained the same, and he seemed to have never gotten rid of that unpleasant hoarseness.

Wu Rong asked in surprise: "Why is this?"

"If the barrier space is a vast river, the net is a bridge built on the river." Tu Shanjun's eyes widened, and he seemed to be looking for something.

"Is the barrier space real or illusory?"

"Not sure."

Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly, he could not answer this question.

So far, no one can fully understand what barrier space is.

The most important thing is that the barrier space is too mysterious and profound.

When he and Taiyi crossed the barrier, the horror they encountered left a deep impression on him. The barrier was not peaceful, and it was definitely not dispensable.

From Tu Shanjun's personal understanding, the barrier space is like a vast sea of ​​stars, and every cave wrapped in the barrier is a 'planet' world.

The Luowang map believes that the domain is a river without banks, so the Luowang map should be called a river map.

His most superficial understanding of this map was to use these nets to cross the domain barrier. As for deeper exploration, Tu Shanjun found that his relatively general knowledge of the Book of Changes was unable to further interpret it.

Wu Rong was surprised for a long time when he heard these three words. He didn't expect that even the master of the three fusions could not explain the domain barrier, which added a layer of mystery to the domain barrier.

But in Wu Rong's view, it doesn't matter whether you know it or not, what matters is whether you can use it.

"Master, can we build a ghost gate here?"

"Can."

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly: "Not only here, there are many snares in the Demon Underworld."

"Can the snares here be moved to Luodu Mountain?"

"This..." Tu Shanjun was also asked, but he has never tried to influence it, and he is not sure whether it is possible: "Wait over there..."

Before he finished speaking, the black and red immortal eyes turned to look at the location of the boundary monument.

There were ripples undulating slightly there.

Then the two people, one behind the other, walked out of the ripples.

The monk in front was wearing a golden phoenix robe, a flat crown on his head, the head of an ox and the body of a bull. He was tall, and his piercing eyes instantly fell on the shadow of the demon god who was gathering evil energy.

Standing next to him is a saint, short in stature, wearing hair and horns.

Wu Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hands and asked loudly: "Where are these two fellow Taoists from?"

The short saint sneered and said lightly: "I am the saint of Yu Dong tribe, Yu Dong Shu."

He raised his hands like an introduction and was about to speak when the monk with the head of an ox waved his hands and cupped his fists and said: "Guan Minghou, I have been looking up to you for a long time. I am walking in Tai Chi Tian Xuan Huang, Niu Hong."

After saying that, he raised his hands and looked at the Demon God standing next to Wu Rong: "I have long admired you, Lord Soul Taoist."

"The person who came here is not good." The black and red ashes all over Tu Shanjun's body slowly dissipated, revealing his true appearance, with his wild red hair pointing to the sky.

Only then did Yu Dongshu clearly see the true form of the demonic shadow in the ashes. With just one glance, he was glad that he had made enough preparations and did not rush to the door. Otherwise, the man was afraid that just one look would make the divine light penetrate his soul.

But at the same time, when he saw the bull-headed monk who was half a step ahead, he suddenly became full of confidence.

Wu Rong returned the gift with a smile and said: "I have admired my senior for a long time. I wonder what my senior has learned?"

Youniu Hong smiled lightly and said calmly: "This time I am disturbing you because I want to be a peacemaker. The Yu and Dong people are related to me. I hope that Guan Minghou can back down two thousand miles and transfer the Yu and Dong people that originally belonged to the Yu and Dong people.

Let’s give up our land so as not to hurt everyone’s harmony.”

"oh?"

Wu Rong smiled playfully, twirled his fingers and said: "Land that belongs to the Yu and Dong people? It might have been once, but now I'm here. I was granted the title of King Dongyue, and I have jurisdiction over hundreds of millions of territories. The entire Demonic Land belongs to

I, if I didn't want to embarrass this fellow Taoist, he would have to move away from here completely."

"This book is recorded in Dongyue Law."

"Of course, it's not like I can't spit it out. Why?"

"Is there a land deed to Dongyue, or is my Taoist friend strong enough to make me get out?"

Wu Rong looked at Youniu Hong.

The struggle between Yintian princes was originally allowed by Dongyue. At most, there were only some benign regulations but did not prohibit attacks and annexations. In the final analysis, Wu Rong chose Yintian because there was a kind of barbaric freedom here, which everyone believed in.

It's their own strength.

"I understand that children are immature. Many young people always think that they can make their way in the world if they are strong. In fact, there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world. Don't you think so, Tushanjun?"

You Niuhong directly passed Wu Rong and talked directly with Tu Shanjun.

Tu Shanjun hugged his shoulders and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you raise your head and see where the sky is now?"

Youniu Hong's face suddenly darkened, and he seemed to laugh a little sadly.

Immediately, he shook his head slightly and said: "The Tushan clan is really in decline. There are only two or three big cats and kittens left. It's not easy for someone with some strength to appear, but he is still a dazed young man."

"A few days ago, your Tushan clan leader went to Taiji Tianxuanhuang Palace."

"He knelt in front of the palace gate for a long time."

"I hope that the emperor can see that the Tushan family has no merit but hard work, and can allow the new and extremely talented son of the Tushan family to worship under the emperor's sect."

"What talent does a little fox have?"

"The so-called extreme is even more ridiculous."

"Thanks to you Tushan, I still treat it as a treasure."

"Now it seems that I really don't blame you for being so short-sighted."

Tushanjun's expression is always calm. He does not know the Tushan clan, nor is he a little fox. Even if his surname is Tushan and he is Tushanshanjun, he is still not a member of the Tushan clan in this world.

However, he did hear a lot of news from this Niu-shou Daojun that he had never known before.

Then he asked: "Is this what the emperor told you?"

Niu Hong laughed and said: "Huh? The emperor is as high as the sky, how can we guess it?"

"Be smart and hand over this place. I won't embarrass you. Maybe you can say a few nice words to the Tushan family in front of the emperor, so you don't have to work so hard during the introduction."

"shut up!"

Wu Rong was furious. This Niutou Daojun used Tushan to humiliate his master. How could he still sit still?

At the same time, he was angry and angry at the inexplicable Tushan clan. Do they have to be slaves to others? Since the emperor didn't want to accept him, he couldn't change his will even if he knelt to death.

He also brought his master, Tu Shanjun, to humiliation for nothing.

Tu Shanjun signaled his disciples to be calm and asked: "Do you think I am born in the Tushan clan?"

"Is this still false?"
To be continued...