Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

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Look at the rebellious son, and then look at his wife Wu Mo who is following him, holding the Shura Token in his hand, with a look of doting on his face.

Bo Xun was so angry that he was numb.

He now regrets why he lost his mind and gave the Shura Order to Wu Mo.

It's better now, because the traitor, the last chance to avoid a war between the two sides has disappeared.

After quickly passing through the Zhenpai spiritual weapon Buzhou Cauldron and sending out the message, Nanshan Kun waved his hand, and six Chongshan disciples hurriedly came from behind.

The seven people took action at the same time, and a jade talisman around their waists lit up with brilliance. Within a moment, a seven-star formation was formed instantly.

With the formation protection, the seven people will not be defeated individually.

Nanshan Kun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned his eyes.

"Did you kill the disciples of our Chongshan Academy?"

Yan Da had a cold smile on his face.

"Of course. At first, I just fell in love with two little girls, and they obeyed me obediently. But I pretended to be noble, which made me furious, and I killed them both."

"Later, another group of guys from your Chongshan Academy came. Although their strength was good, they were far inferior to our Blood Sea. It didn't take three hours before they were wiped out by my Blood Sea army."

After a pause, Yan Da looked directly at Nanshan Kun with a contemptuous tone.

"I didn't expect you guys to be so haunted that you actually came to our door again. However, since you are here, let's stay. There are still a few Daluo Jinxian main souls missing on my Shura flag."

Nanshan Kun's expression was cold and solemn, and his eyes became sharper with Yan Da's words.

The magic power in his body exploded instantly, and a sharp sword light pierced Yan Da like lightning from the sky.

He was angry and used all his strength, reaching the ultimate speed and power.

Yan Da is the third generation descendant of the Asura clan. Although he is arrogant, his strength is not bad. Although Daluo's true immortal level cultivation is not as good as that of Nanshan Kun, he is still a top-notch genius among the younger generation.

The most important thing is that I have a good grandpa.

'clang'!

A blue-black bead the size of an adult's fist shed heavy light, blocking Nanshan Kun's fierce sword light.

"Haha, I know you are Daluo Jinxian and yet you come forward to provoke me. How could I not be prepared?"

Although he said this, the strong concussive force coming from the Naihe Dzi Bead still frightened him.

You must know that this is a middle-grade Hunyuan Lingbao, and it also contains nine magic powers left by his father.

The blow just now took three shots to block.

This shows how strong the opponent is.

His expression turned cold.

"Let's see if you can stop me this time."

"Seven Star Formation, Combination Technique!"

The seven people made their hand seals at the same time, and the billowing mana burst out dozens of times through the formation.

The magic sword in Nanshan Kun's hand soars to the sky, and the powerful sword light is like the scorching sun.

Yan Da's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly retreated.

Bo Xun also lost his previous composure, and Lightning stepped forward to block his son.

Although he wished he could lock this treacherous son in a black prison for tens of millions of years, after all, he was his son and he must not let him die.

Nanshan Kun looked solemn and held the magic sword in his hand tightly.

This treasure was given by his ancestor when he advanced to Daluo Jinxian. After he became a deacon, his ancestor trained him again.

Now it is a medium-grade Hunyuan Lingbao with five restrictions.

And it is also a powerful killing spirit treasure.

"cut!"

An angry shout.

The powerful sword light was like an unrestrained angry dragon, rushing towards Yan Da like lightning.

Bo Xun waved his right hand, and a pennant with black edges and a red core, covered with blood, stood in front of Yan Da.

'boom'!

A sound like a muffled drum sounded.

The sword energy flew away and waves of blood rolled.

The powerful aftermath swept across the hall.

The Asura warriors who were coming and going were unable to dodge, and were instantly overwhelmed by the disintegrating sword light and blood energy.

Although it was just a turbulent flow, they were too close and suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

The entire Asura Hall trembled.

Nanshan Kun was not dazzled by hatred.

When he saw Bo Xun take action, he said quickly.

"Seven Star Formation, Escape Word Technique."

Among the seven people, a monk wearing a blue robe threw out a small boat overnight.

Obviously, this is a low-grade Hunyuan level spiritual treasure that is good at flying and escaping.

Sure enough, a spiritual light erupted from the boat, and after covering the seven people, it rushed out of the Shura Hall like lightning and flew straight over the blood sea.

Nanshan Kun is not stupid. This is the enemy's lair and there are many restrictions. To fight against others here is to seek death.

Moreover, they only came to verify whether Xuehai was the murderer of Chongshan disciples, not to seek revenge. Now that the results have been obtained, there is no need to sacrifice here in vain.

"Want to run?"

He snorted coldly, waved the Shura flag, and in an instant, endless blood light, like a furious wave, and like lightning, chased after him overwhelmingly.

However, the seven Da Luo Jinxian worked together to activate a low-grade Hunyuan Lingbao that was good at flying and escaping, and the speed was extremely fast.

Although Shura Xueguang was fast, the flying boat had the first-mover advantage and always ran in front.

Bo Xun saw it and was a little surprised by the other party's speed.

"If we were outside the sea of ​​blood, I might as well have escaped from you. But now?"

He stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Shura Token in Tian Fei Wu Mo's hand flew into her palm.

Driven by mana, this token that controls the entire Shura Blood Sea Formation blooms with infinite divine light.

"Duh!"

With a command, the originally turbulent boundless sea of ​​blood suddenly became silent, and the already viscous sea of ​​blood became ten million times thicker in an instant.

The resistance increased greatly, and the speed of the Fa Zhou inevitably slowed down.

Looking at the bloody light getting closer and closer behind him, Nanshan Kun always looked calm.

"Seven-star formation, Shanzijue."

Among the seven, a tall monk wearing yellow robes threw out a small mountain with an earthy yellow aura.

‘Buzz’!

The light surged, and an earth-yellow 100-foot-high hill instantly blocked the seven people.

The extremely thick earth element spiritual energy brings powerful defense.

Unexpectedly, the mighty bloody light did not fight them head-on, but enveloped them directly like a pocket.

Nanshan Kun has rich experience.

"Xue You, Lei Zi Jue."

A tall young man wearing a purple robe nodded, and with a thought in his heart, a blue drum with an embossed Kui cow pattern suddenly appeared.

The rich thunder charm spreads out.

The magic power of seven Da Luo Jinxian gathered.

‘Boom’!

The dazzling lavender divine thunder exploded instantly like a peacock opening its tail.

The huge thunder represents the most masculine evil-proofing power in the world.

The sea of ​​blood represents the evil force between heaven and earth.

The collision of yin and yang is naturally like a needle.

Along with the loud noise like the creation of the world, billions of miles of sea of ​​​​blood began to churn.

The bloody light that caught up inevitably slowed down.

Taking this opportunity, the dharma boat moved upward again.

But Bo Xun is a Hunyuan Celestial Immortal with powerful magical power, and combined with the Shura Flag, it is powerful. He quickly regrouped and gave chase.

And it's more powerful this time.

Seeing the endless blood light that stretched across hundreds of millions of miles and engulfed the seven people with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, Nanshan Kun's expression gradually became firm.

A jade talisman that had been practiced in the dantian for many years appeared in the palm of his hand.

He knew very well that once he was trapped in the Asura Blood Sea, he would become the meal of Asura Demon King Bo Xun.

"Can't wait any longer."

If you are determined in your heart, you must sacrifice the jade talisman.

Right now.

A familiar voice sounded in my ears.

"Certainly!"

A powerful law swept across hundreds of millions of miles.

But see you.

The endless blood below instantly solidified.

As far as he looked, everything around him stopped.

Subconsciously stopping the Dharma boat, the seven people looked at the young man in front of him with his hands behind his back, wearing a green robe, a green gourd hanging around his waist, and a golden ring binding his hair, with a faint smile on his face, and their expressions instantly became excited.

He quickly flew over and fell to his knees.

"Nanshan Kun, Xue You..., pay homage to the ancestor."

Waving his sleeves.

"No need to be polite, just get up."

"Thank you, Patriarch."

Seven people stood up.

"Grandmaster, why are you here?" Nanshan Kun asked.

"Haha, I've seen it all from the time you discussed the blood sea in Chongshan Cave to now."

Nanshan Kun looked ashamed.

"This disciple is unworthy of the teachings of the Patriarch and caused the death of fourteen of his disciples. Please punish the Patriarch."

He waved his hand.

"It doesn't have to be like this. There are hundreds of millions of disciples under Chongshan Sect. Even though you are a deacon, how can you manage them all? Moreover, after the incident happened, you were able to analyze it calmly, and you did not hesitate to risk your life and went to the sea of ​​​​blood to find out the truth. Nor does he live up to his duties as the Seven Deacons of Chongshan."

Nanshan Kun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ancestor, what happened in the sea of ​​blood...?"

Xu Junming's expression turned cold.

"Of course we have to let the Asura clan give us an explanation."

Reach out and make a move.

Hundreds of Asura warriors, as well as the figures of Heavenly Concubine Wu Mo, Yan Da, and Asura Demon King Bo Xun, flew out.

Judging from their frightened expressions, but seemingly frozen, it was obvious that they had been sealed by the ancestor's magical power.

What they didn't expect was that Asura Demon King Bo Xun, whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of Hunyuan Celestial Immortal, could also be sealed instantly by his ancestor.

At this moment, an earth-shattering breath came from the very depths.

It was like a giant beast that had been sleeping for a long time and was slowly waking up.

That powerful aura, like the overwhelming weight of Mount Tai, made Nanshan Kun and others tremble, and they had no desire to resist at all.

too strong.

Xu Junming looked calm, stretched out his hand to grab, and the Shura fell into his palm. With a step, he led the seven Nanshan Kun people to teleport hundreds of millions of feet above the sea of ​​blood.

Gradually, the fierce evil spirit became stronger and stronger.

The sea of ​​blood that stretched for hundreds of millions of miles became strangely calm.

The next moment, an endless army of Asuras, wearing helmets and armor and holding sharp blades, emerged from the sea of ​​blood.

The tyrannical evil spirit filled the sky.

Immediately afterwards, nearly a hundred monks who had reached the level of Daluo Jinxian came out.

All the Shura cast spells at the same time, and the blood flew straight into the air.

From a distance, it looked like a blood-red carpet, rising directly from the depths of the sea of ​​​​blood to an altitude of hundreds of millions of feet, confronting Xu Junming thousands of feet away.

At the moment when the blood carpet was successfully deployed, a thick bloody light seemed to change shape and form, reaching the extreme speed and appearing at the end.

When the blood light dissipated, a middle-aged man wearing a blood-colored lotus robe, tall and thin, with a thin face, a bloody light in his eyes, and an earth-shattering aura appeared in front of Xu Junming.

Obviously, he is the Lord of the Blood Sea, the pioneer of Asura, and the "Ancestor of the Styx" among the three thousand guests of the Zixiao Palace.

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