Chapter 292 Hongjun meets old friend again
At this time, on Lingshan Mountain.
"Achuan, isn't it a bit, too, clumsy?"
The corners of Bai Ze's eyes twitched slightly.
The nonsense of the guide, and even the clear explanation of what the tunnel is, and the River Styx, are completely uncharacteristic.
Also, Zuwu...when did Houtu become so weak?
"Oh, don't worry." Bai Chuan didn't care, narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"It will definitely work. Regardless of whether it is clumsy or not, this is their chance with the highest winning rate."
Zhunti was about to cry but had no tears. The two of them were sitting on the Lingshan Mountain. He really couldn't take out even half of his 'things'.
At this hour on weekdays, it was already time for his nephews to show their presence.
But now these two people are staring... really not daring to move at all!
Damn it! Why do you have to come to our Lingshan!
Recalling Bai Chuan's words at that time, 'I heard that the West has outstanding people, and my junior brother's spiritual mountain is the land of paradise. How about going and sitting there for my brother? ’
Zhunti wanted to refuse, but he had no choice but to be short-tongued.
In this calculation, they also gained an advantage...
"Junior brother, didn't you mean the Land of Paradise?" Bai Chuan looked at Zhunti thoughtfully.
Zhunti was suddenly sweating again, but his face pretended to be natural:
"Brother, in the West, everyone chants sutras all day long and is immersed in the ocean of Tao. Isn't it bliss?"
"Okay, okay, hahahahahahaha." Bai Chuan laughed several times:
"I was so happy after working on it for a long time. It's not bad. I chanted sutras all day long. When I go back, I will ask Qingqiu to do some projects for my brother."
As he spoke, three more rays of light fell on Lingshan.
Zhunti was even more sweaty.
They're all here!
Don't panic, stay calm, their goals are all there and have nothing to do with the West.
But who would have expected that as soon as Tongtian arrived, his first words would be:
"Eh? Junior Brother Zhunti, where are your Western disciples? I heard Duobao say that he met a Western disciple named Medicine Master, and said that you Western disciples have hundreds of millions?"
Zhunti: "..."
Tired, destroy it.
Zhunti secretly cursed the pharmacist for his ignorance, and then said bravely:
"Senior Brother Tongtian, it was the Medicine Master's nephew who said something wrong. He is a Westerner, not a Westerner."
"That's it." Tongtian nodded and smiled with sudden realization:
"Is this really the case? Brother Wei thought you had kept all the 'disciples' in captivity.
“I don’t know which guy was thinking of this as a dirty trick. Not long ago, when Guangchengzi’s nephew traveled down the mountain, he actually saw a ‘wild god’ who wanted to imprison the human race and raise him to worship him.
"Such an evil heretic is really cruel!"
"Then, what's the result?" Zhunti looked slightly confused, expressing his curiosity and confusion vividly.
Well, the three people over there don't have this kind of acting skills.
"The result." Tongtian laughed:
"What else can I do? Of course I was killed by Guangchengzi's sword!
"Speaking of this, I want to talk about you, Junior Brother Baichuan. What are you doing in Qingqiu? You can't even find out about this kind of thing?"
"Senior brother taught you a lesson." Bai Chuan raised his hand and bowed:
"But after this incident, Junior Brother has asked Shiliu to keep a close watch on him, and he must not allow such unhealthy tendencies to arise."
OK OK!
Zhunti felt guilty for a while, he always felt that what they had done had been discovered, and these people were making insinuations here.
'It seems that I have to be more cautious in the future, and give the pharmacist a good beating...'
At the same time, a special guest was welcomed into Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun and Yangmei greeted each other.
"Luo Hu, you dare to show up, are you really not afraid that I will kill you?" Hongjun's calm eyes looked directly at Luo Hu, who slowly walked into the hall.
At this time, Luo Hu's appearance has changed drastically. He has a middle-aged face, dressed in black, and his eyes are as calm as water, without any of the surliness he once had.
"Hongjun, it's just an incarnation. If you want to kill him, that's up to you." Luo Hu said calmly, then summoned a black cloud bed and sat on it.
He raised his eyebrows and remained silent, just sealing off the endless space, not even the slightest bit of Qi could escape.
Hongjun raised his hand and sent the two confused boys to the backyard.
"What are you here for?" He raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Have you not eaten enough of the black holes in the demon world? Do you want to take some back to taste?"
"I'm here to negotiate terms." Luo Hu ignored the raised eyebrows, just looked at Hongjun and said calmly:
"To be honest, I want it, what are your conditions?"
"If you have the ability, you can fight for it yourself." Hongjun looked calm: "As long as there is a poor man here, there is no possibility for the demons to enter the wilderness."
Luo Hu looked up and then smiled softly:
"Okay, then I will fight for myself, Hongjun. I haven't seen you for many years, and you still haven't made any progress. You just have these two sets of calculations going back and forth. Please put me in the urn. Now that I have arrived, you have started to make mistakes again."
Hongjun's face was a little stiff and he said slowly:
"You are just an incarnation. A poor person cannot kill. The game between you and me has just begun."
As soon as Hongjun finished speaking, Luo Hu suddenly approached Hongjun. The two looked at each other, only half a fist apart:
"Hongjun, you are very powerful this time, but I will not lose."
After Luo Hu finished speaking, his figure slowly turned into a black aura and dissipated.
There was silence in Zixiao Palace for a long time before Hongjun laughed out loud:
"In this way, does it mean that he knew that he was being plotted and had to join in, and finally became angry and came to ridicule him?"
"Yes, forget it." He raised his eyebrows and smiled:
"But this is enough."
"Good." Hongjun smiled.
Later, he inadvertently failed to notice the handover between Emperor Wa and Honghuang, and even accidentally informed Nuwa of a visit to Zixiao Palace.
And sure enough, in not even half an hour, countless black energy poured into the wilderness.
At this moment, the calamity arose again.
At this time, in the wilderness.
Fu Weng and others came to attack again, but this time, they stood beside Styx.
However, at this time, Styx was already looking like a madman, his black clothes were dyed blood red, and he had released a huge wave of blood!
"Taoist guide, we are both Western beings. I advise you to leave!" Fu Weng said coldly:
"This sea of blood cannot be transformed into tunnels. This is the foundation of my path forward!"
"Fellow Taoist, you're in love." He introduced his kind-hearted eyes, held up his flowers and smiled:
"The sea of blood is the place where the tunnels are derived. I hope you will find your way back and return to the right path. Don't fall into the 'evil heretics'."
With that said, Jie Yin looked at Fu Weng, bursts of Sanskrit sounds sounded, and golden Sanskrit words floated in the void.
"Big Dream Three Thousand." The voice that greeted you was so intoxicating.
Old Taoist Fu Weng felt his mind was in a trance for a while, and the next moment he saw Jie Yin sweeping in with monstrous power.
However, everything was like a dream. At this moment, he stood beside Styx without even a single movement.
Styx's eyes were scarlet and he shouted angrily:
"Blood God!"
Buzz
The red blood light surges into the sky, and the red lotus karma fire spontaneously ignites.
One after another, the Blood God Sons rushed out from the sea of blood.
Instantly! Trillions!
The Son of Blood God, whose count is in the trillions, is floating in the void.
Blood God Son, what the hell, 480 million! It's all false propaganda!
The River Styx sits on the sea of blood and the endless true spirit. You can have as many of these things as you want!
"You claim to be righteous but are extremely hypocritical. So what if I become a demon today?"
Buzz!
A black light shines in the sky!
Twelve-grade... no, ninth-grade world-destroying black lotus! now!
Boom!
The dull thunder seemed to be a warning from heaven.
However, the wood has become a boat, and it is difficult to recover if it is covered with water.
Endless demonic energy enveloped the entire Blood Sea Realm. Suddenly, the murderous intention had materialized, and the sky was dyed blood red.
Red moon, scarlet sky!
Styx, possessed!