Although the True Gods present had not heard of the names of the Three Demonic Gentlemen, in the midst of the billowing demonic aura, the three top demonic disciples shouted, "Eliminate Demons and Defend the Way," which still left the scene deserted.

Zi Zizi suddenly let out a soft cry and said: "It's broken, this Blood God Lord's millions of Blood God Sons can't be sealed."

As soon as he finished speaking, terrifying blood shadows collided with the magic light seal. Thousands of them seemed to be breaking out at any moment.

The gods couldn't sit still anymore. One of the true gods who was familiar with the three gentlemen immediately said: "Let's join forces and take action together to kill these blood gods!"

Many true gods immediately agreed.

The blood evil clone is the clone of the blood god king, and it is difficult for ordinary true gods to destroy it, but the blood god son is a monk polluted by the blood light. As long as he destroys the opponent's physical body in one fell swoop, he can be killed.

However, Ben Xinzi had a sad look on his face and said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, please don't do it. These Shanghai monks are all members of our righteous path. They were only contaminated by the blood and light because they failed to slay the demons. How could we do this to our loved ones?

Doesn't it bring disgrace to our right path if the enemy pleases us?"

"..."

Many true gods were immediately speechless. You are a standard devil. If you want to follow the righteous path, your butt is so crooked.

However, no one refuted it. After all, even the three major disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect said so. If they kill again, wouldn't they be even worse than the devil?

Qi Long narrowed his eyes and noticed another point, 'These three people are so strong!'

The magic light of the Third Gentleman turned into a large cocoon with a radius of nearly a hundred miles, wrapping the layers of blood light.

He could also do this. Whether it was the evil energy of the five turbidities or the mist of human nature, it could counteract the blood and light, but to create such a large area, his magic power was not enough.

And most true gods don't even have the means to fight against the innate blood light.

This is also the reason why the Blood God Lord brings trouble to the West Sea and no one can stop him. As long as the top few don't take action, this one will be invincible.

A ray of Buddha's light suddenly appeared, and Xun Lingyun's figure flashed away.

"Oh, it turns out to be Fairy Xun," the three gentlemen said quickly.

"You three are courteous," Xun Lingyun smiled softly, holding the world-saving sword, he plunged into the cocoon of the blood cloud. He closed his palms together, and a faint Buddha's glow overflowed from his palms, quickly covering a hundred miles in radius.

At the same time, the faint sound of chanting the sutra came from the blood cloud. Every time the sutra was chanted, the blood cloud became lighter.

Billions of Buddha lights shine in the sky.

"Are you forcibly opening up a Buddhist kingdom?"

Qi Rong said to himself that the Buddhist Kingdom was the Buddha's way of looking after things. Although Xun Lingyun had strong magical power, far superior to her peers, she was still reluctant to open up the Buddhist Kingdom. The reason why she was able to succeed was because of the world-saving sword in her hand.

Even among the two paths of good and evil, this sword is also famous. It is said that this sword was forged by Master Yuan Zhenren and Pan Shenni, the former masters of Mount Da'es. The sword body contains the supreme essence of Buddhism and Taoism. It is easy to obtain the sword

Able to achieve one Jiazi of meritorious deeds from each of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism.

And it was with the help of a Jiazi's skill on the World-Saving Sword that Xun Lingyun was able to forcibly open up the Buddhist kingdom and save the blood demon.

'It's just that the legacy will be opened tonight, and you can save so many Blood God sons with your own efforts. You don't want the legacy anymore?'

'Maybe this is a trap?'

This thought flashed through Qi Long's mind, and he looked in the direction of the three gentlemen. He saw Huang Quanzi, Zi Zizi, and Ben Xinzi each emitting their own demonic light, and at the cost of burning the Tao, they forcibly trapped the exploding blood shadow. He was speechless.

"I can actually see good and evil cooperating in my lifetime. This is really——"

I don’t know who said this, but everyone immediately recognized it.

These millions of Blood God Sons were transformed by the combined power of Buddha and Demon. Finally, they could no longer hold on. A trace of blood light emerged from the monk's body, fused with each other, and turned into blood evil clones, struggling and roaring to escape the scope of the Buddha Kingdom.

However, at this moment, sword shadows with terrifying killing power were slashed out. One by one, the elders of the Da'e sect took action. The Shangqing Sword Qi that entered the kendo portal burst out with killing power that frightened even the true gods.

"The Sword Immortal is indeed a Sword Immortal," Zhang Yuan couldn't help but admire him.

At this juncture, if you spend your mana to deal with the blood evil clone, no matter what you think in your heart, you should at least give it a compliment.

Qi Lung nodded noncommittally.

"These dozen sword immortals alone may not be able to kill all these blood evil clones."

There were hundreds of true gods present, but not one of them took action.

As long as one of the dozens of condensed blood evil clones can escape and ascend to heaven, relying on the characteristics of the "Blood Nerve", it won't take long for such a large blood cloud to accumulate again.

The monks woke up one by one and expressed their gratitude to the Sword Immortal. However, since they had just been seriously injured, they naturally had no energy left to participate in this level of struggle.

"My hands are a little itchy," Qi Lung said to himself. He shook his hand, but it was empty. He laughed at himself, and his fighting spirit suddenly dropped by 90%.

He has passed the age where he can enjoy grudges and grudges.

To put it simply, I am too old to carry a knife.

perhaps.

Many true gods looked on with cold eyes. After all, the struggle between good and evil was their business, and immortality was their pursuit.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang," Qi Lung suddenly said, "The way of luck you practice should involve restraint."

"Why do fellow Taoists ask that?" However, as a brother-in-law-to-be, Zhang Yuan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Among the five innate lucks, bad luck, bad luck, and interceptive luck are all the nemesis of good luck."

Zhang Yuan's words are actually a bit self-praising. After all, if you really want to master the Five Innate Movements, no matter which one it is, there is no need to talk about mutual growth and mutual restraint. It will not be a problem to pinch yourself to death.

Qi Long suddenly nodded and said: "Then fellow Taoist, you'd better take back the Tower of Luck, otherwise there will be danger next."

An ordinary true god like Zhang Yuan, even if he does not participate in this battle, will sacrifice the magic weapon. After all, the sword of the Sword Immortal does not have eyes, and the clone of the Blood God Lord does the same.

The Pagoda of Fortune, a half-magic weapon and half-spell, is particularly useful at this gate. Some "flying arrows" will actively avoid a few people.

Zhang Yuan wanted to ask something else, but found that Qi Long looked up at the sky, his expression becoming more and more solemn, while his wife, Fairy Jin Fu, tugged at her husband and shook her head.

A person with advanced Taoism like Qi Long must have profound meaning in every move he makes. In fact, not only Qi Lung, but also some seniors who have condensed Taoism also look up at the sky, with expressions ranging from solemnity to surprise, and even a hint of fear.

Just after the two received the Fortune Pagoda, they suddenly felt that there was a special change in the luck of the world.

The wind blows and the water surface ripples.

And the thing that can stir up all the luck between heaven and earth is none other than innate luck!

A black spot appeared on the sky.

The bodies of all the true gods sank.

But when his spiritual thoughts traveled hundreds or thousands of miles, an ancient meteorite capable of destroying the Kyushu Continent tore through the sky and fell from the sky. The meteorite rubbed against the air and burned with bright red flames.

"The murderous star comes to the world, and the sky is on fire!"

The master of Yuanshen who is good at deduction has already deduced the Feng Shui situation in the sky.

"The innate way to kill luck!"

"The sword is born!"

Qi Long squinted his eyes, and in a daze, he seemed to see a sword splitting the pillars of heaven, tearing apart the Kyushu continent, and then splitting hell.

"What a terrifying sword intent!"

When it comes to the level of sword intent, this sword can at least reach the 'Sword Emperor Realm', which is the level of the Human Emperor's sword intent.

All the blood evil clones felt the movement and united upwards, turning into a young man with eyebrows like hooks, blood-clothed clothes and blood-haired hair, looking towards the sky, with magic light flashing in his eyes.

"This killing sword is ready! It's faster than I thought."

The Blood God Lord smiled coldly, unable to explain what he felt in his heart. As a former candidate for the headmaster of the Da'e Sect, he naturally understood what this sword represented.

The "Three Immortals and Four Spirits" are not so much seven people as they are seven swords.

"Let me, my uncle, test your quality."

The Blood God Lord raised his palm high, and in an instant, the sky and the earth disappeared, leaving only boundless waves of blood.

According to legend, the Nine Saints created the world and then fell. The blood of the Nine Saints spread throughout the world and gave birth to all living beings.

This is one of the forty-nine innate avenues, the Innate Blood Spirit Avenue.

All living beings were born here, and they also need to return here.

Two terrifying streams of blood collided heavily.

Qi Long closed his eyes, and in a daze, he seemed to see boundless light, lighting up from the source of the world.

One becomes nine, and nine becomes one.

He seemed to see the phantom of an incomparable giant.

Undersea volcanoes, in a crater, the vision of water and fire mingling was born here.

The real Blood God Lord twitched his eyebrows slightly, a drop of blood fell, and the blood light around him suddenly dimmed by three points.

"What's wrong, senior?"

The five-color divine light rotated, and the figure of a barefoot witch stepped out.

"Nothing, let's go. Since the innate five elements barrier on the fifth to ninth floors has been opened, let's go down."

The witch's eyes flashed with a blur of magic light: "Senior is really impatient, oh, that's right, the "Blood Scripture" saves life first, even if Master Yang and the two current demons take action, senior can still escape if he can't defeat him, but only

The three divine thunders of the Universe and One Qi that Master Yuan cultivated back then are your nemesis."

The Blood God Lord smiled faintly: "There is no point in irritating me. Since the teacher killed me back then, no one in the world can kill me. You, a remnant of the Demon Mother Sect, should still worry about yourself. No matter it is the Demon Kingdom or the Heavenly Demon, there are no two juniors like this."

If you want to become the Demon Ancestor, you must gather the five true inheritances of the Demonic Ways before you can enter the Demon Palace. You are the only descendant of the Demon Mother. You have been running around for these years, but how long can you escape?"
To be continued...