Mr. Zhong is a disciple of a famous sect, with the authentic Xuandao, and his master Yiyuan Patriarch has a profound magical power. He intimidates the demons in Western Kunlun. Master Shukun is even more famous for protecting his son. Even famous demon sect masters such as the Red Corpse God, Sha Prodigy, and Xueshan Lao Mei, who are so powerful that they dare not harm Kunlun disciples for no reason.

It was just when he was young and energetic that he had just been caught in a magical plot and was rescued by Fu Zeyang who had just met. When he saw Deng Bagu rushing towards the magic lamp regardless of everything, he was like a moth flying into a fire. He suddenly felt the blood in his chest boiling, and cursed the old demon of the magic, released the flying sword, and took the man Yideng in the distance.

The man on the lamp was a tall monk with a short hair on his head, a big red cassock, a bead of ears, and a fair skin. He held a green lotus blood flame magic lamp with his right hand, sitting upright on the top of a poplar tree. The tree was also cast by him, and the layers of human faces were covered with layers of human faces. The branches were entangled, forming a large lotus flower, supporting him.

He never expected that someone could use such an incredible method to break the magic weapon he had worked hard to create. What could scare the vicious and violent demon into this and flee back to the lamp in a hurry? He only thought that Fu Zeyang had a powerful Buddhist treasure on him, but he never expected that Fu Zeyang himself had the ability to suppress the demon.

Mr. Zhong flew over the sword. When Deng Bagu saw that he was safe, he was surprised and happy. He also changed the sword light and drove side by side with Mr. Zhong and rushed towards Master Yideng. Fu Zeyang took away the poisonous sand without the devil and put it into a gourd. Suddenly, he felt something, as if someone was peeping in secret. He was secretly surprised, but he did not show it on his face, but released the flying sword and killed Master Yideng.

He realized that the human Taoist practice was too high, and he should not be here, but just casting spells and peeping through the air.

After cultivating demons, he was very sensitive and did not sense that the other party was malicious. On the contrary, he had some intention of caring about it. He was either Mr. Zhong’s elder or Deng Bagu’s elder. With his current skills, he could not track the other party unless he used the demonic eyes, but then it was very likely that the other party would discover the secret of his blood nerve cultivation, so he just thought it was unknown.

Three swords, finished characters, surrounded by a lamp and fought.

Mr. Zhong’s fairy sword is blue, like the blue sky, traveling and scattering, with arcs flowing and shining on it, with great moment of righteousness passing through the sky and evil spirits.

Deng Bagu's flying sword was a black light, which looked inconspicuous, but was fast and ruthless, and was good at attacking on the side.

If the two of them face each other, the one who loses in the end with simply competing with swordsmanship will definitely be Deng Bagu, but if someone fights with them, he would rather choose the opponent Mr. Zhong than Deng Bagu.

Compared with these two, Fu Zeyang's swordsmanship is much weaker. His swordsmanship was learned from Xu Wan, but Xu Wan's level is not very good. He has been learning for a short time. He has mainly relied on his own exploration over the years, which is far from comparable to the one who has a master taught him step by step. However, his Taiyin Divine Sword is too magical and not afraid of the pollution of demon blood. It goes around, is not touched by dust, and is still bright and bright.

Master Yideng saw that he had collected his magic sand and was most afraid of him. He used most of the attacks against him, but found that he was not using Buddhist magic, and he didn't even touch any Buddhist side. However, when he used the magic he relied on, most of the time he would fail. He was extremely puzzled and couldn't figure it out.

Master Yideng also practiced a red lotus sword, but his swordsmanship was limited and he could not resist the three of them, so he still had to use spells.

He shook the magic lamp and flew out hundreds of magic flames as big as fists. Each magic flame lived in it, turning into bloody faces, and pounced on Mr. Zhong and Deng Bagu.

He did not drive away the lamp to deal with Fu Zeyang. Because he knew it was useless, he only ordered the demon flames to fly towards Zhong and Deng, and transferred his lipstick lotus sword to fight Fu Zeyang. He found that Fu Zeyang's sword skills were not very good.

Naturally, Fu Zeyang would not simply fight with him, use the innate method of escaping water with one hand, and use the innate method of escaping water. A wave of water emerged from the Yellow River behind him. During the process of flying into the sky, he quickly condensed his claws and beards, turning into eighteen hundred-meter-long muddy water yellow dragons, hovering around Fu Zeyang for several weeks, and pounced on the man of the lamp as he pointed his fingers.

The man from Yidian sneered, and a huge blood-flame red lotus transformed from the air. A bloody face appeared in the center of the lotus. He opened his huge mouth covered with mucus and fangs, sucked hard, and sucked all eighteen water dragons into his mouth like eating loaches.

Fu Zeyang was slightly surprised. This great monk is so powerful!

He continued to make gestures and cast spells: "I see how many pieces you can eat me!" One hundred-meter water dragons drilled out of the water behind him one by one, and automatically threw them into the red lotus. "If you have the seeds, drink all the excess floods! Come and try my ten thousand dragons coming out of the water!"

The water dragons emerged faster and faster, and in groups of three or five, they were swallowed by the red lotus one after another.

In a blink of an eye, more than 300 water dragons were swallowed by the red lotus. The man from Yideng smiled faintly, and he looked confident. He seemed to be able to swallow his red lotus no matter how much water there was.

On the other hand, Mr. Zhong used the Kunlun Sect's thunder technique to summon the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to the Underworld. One of the lamps released the magic lamp and hung it above his head, allowing the thunder to roar, and the lights flashed a few times, without caring.

"You younger generations dare to attack me, and the following are the ones who are in trouble. They should have executed them immediately and seized their souls and refined them into demons. Just look at your master, I missed a single blow, so it's not good to continue to bully the young. The younger generation of the Kunlun Sect will go quickly, and the eighth aunt will go back to the mountain with me and get married to my disciple..."

"Don't think about it!" Mr. Zhong interrupted his words in the air.

Deng Bagu was encouraged and shouted loudly: "Your apprentice wants to marry me, so let him cultivate for another hundred generations!"

The man from Yilan snorted coldly, hung the magic lamp in front of his chest, closed his eyes slightly, and recited the spell. The lamp crackled and sparks kept bursting out. The sparks were filled with blood flames filled with the demon's head. They rose into the sky like hot air balloons, and merged into each other on the blue sky, forming a blood cloud, rolling around, like a large mass of flesh and blood.

Blood clouds are everywhere in the sky, and the fishy wind blows, dripping blood rain down.

"This is the Blood Clouds and Mi Tian Dao. Let's go!" Deng Bagu flew up to meet Mr. Zhong. The two were still more than a hundred meters away. A bloody sky-covering claw emerged from the blood cloud and sucked it down to Mr. Zhong. Deng Bagu saw this and shouted, "That is the strong god and demon raised by the old monster. He has actually refined it. Fellow Taoist retreat quickly!"

Mr. Zhong also saw the power, took out a magic weapon and threw it into the demon claws. There was a shocking shock. The demon claws were blown to pieces and the blood clouds were torn apart.

A harsh roar came from the blood cloud, shaking the mountains, yellow water churned, and a huge face burst into blood clouds, as if the face of human skin was peeled off, with plasma on his face, and opened his huge mouth full of fangs and biting at the two of them. They saw the opportunity early. At the same time, with the thunder, they merged into swords and flew northwest at the same time.

Seeing this momentum, Fu Zeyang knew that he could not resist it. He hesitated on the issue of "abandoning friends immediately and running away" and "running with friends together". Then hesitated. The man from the lamp locked him, and his hand trembled, and all the blood flames and lights were flying towards him. Fu Zeyang hurriedly turned around and threw himself into the surging Yellow River, and used the Guishui escape method to escape quickly.

He saw Zhong and Deng and the others wandering upwards, and wanted to go downstream by themselves. First, they ran separately, and the other party could only chase one side. The demon monk came to Deng Bagu, and would definitely chase upstream and he would be saved. Second, they would go out to the sea along the Yellow River and then go to the North Sea from the sea. It should be safer. There are too many bigwigs in the Central Plains, which is too unsafe.

But unexpectedly, Master Yideng had changed his mind and arrested Deng Bagu and went back to give him a woman.

He had already seen that Fu Zeyang was able to make the devil afraid of escaping because he did not have any magic weapon or magic, but his own physique. If he could capture this kid, use his soul and flesh to refine it into magic weapon, and then face his fellow people in the future, as long as the treasure is revealed and the opponent's devil will retreat in a random way. Wouldn't he win every battle?

For him, Fu Zeyang's temptation is far better than Deng Bagu!

He had already calculated that Fu Zeyang would run downwards and cast magic in advance to transform thousands of red lotus from the downstream waterway, piled up the river to block the way, and each red lotus had a human face.

Fu Zeyang almost hit the crowd of people's faces, and suddenly stopped the escape light. When he looked back, thousands of blood flames burned into the water and blocked the retreat. He hurriedly used the blood clone technique to seep out a drop of blood from the middle finger of his right hand, and fled to the south bank, attracting the blood flames. He swung over the pursuit and fled to the north bank. The old demon Yilan was in the north. He did not dare to go ashore, but turned west and flowed up against the turbulent Yellow River water and headed straight to the northwest.

The man from Yideng was full of joy, thinking that he could kill people and seize the soul, but he only burned a fake body and recognized it as the blood-dropping divine clone technique. This magic is known in many schools of the Demonic Cult, but it is not common to practice it so deeply. It must be found in several major schools. Most of them use the method of bone removal and body replacement, and at least a piece of the little finger is cut off.

He is not from Buddhism, is it from the Demon Sect? Master Yideng was suspicious first, and then surprised: If he is from the Demon Sect, he must have mastered some kind of method of controlling demons, which can make the devil fear like that. This method can be called the nemesis of the Demon Sect. I must capture him today and take it into my own. I must not let this kid fall into the Orthodox Church or other sects of the Demon Sect!

Fu Zeyang flew over the bottom of the water. A person holding a magic lamp on the lamp was sitting in the red clouds, locking him firmly with his spiritual sense, and releasing the strong gods and demons to take him.

The Hercules Gods and Demons are already gods and demons at the level of gods and demons, far from being comparable to ordinary demons. He was not afraid of the pressure on Fu Zeyang, but was aroused by his similar aura, and he was surrounded by the red clouds and constantly stretched out his claws to catch them. He was just blown to pieces with one of his claws, and then he grew again, and there were more than two, with six branches, like a monkey catching a fish, and continued to explore into the water.

It's really a bloody disaster for eight lifetimes!

Fu Zeyang was caught by the demon claws several times and his heart was raised to the tail of the water. He cursed angrily: Why are you chasing me? Go and chase that guy and woman!
Chapter completed!