Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Queyi is right, because the underworld once wreaked havoc here and ghost disasters were rampant, so the people's livelihood was quite miserable.

Fortunately, later the royal family and the Zhao family took action and severely damaged the ghost master of the underworld. This allowed the Queyi Zuo Dao to regain a lot of vitality. However, overall, the situation of the Que Yi Zuo Dao was still relatively chaotic, because the Que Yi Zuo Dao was in charge. The leftist Heyu Sect has taken the initiative to consolidate its power in recent years and has chosen to let many things go.

In Kongming Mountain, the clouds are steaming, the clouds are rising, and the cranes are making shadows. Although the Heyumen's reputation has declined in recent years, as a mountain gate that has been operated by the Heyumen for hundreds of years, the scene here is becoming more and more extraordinary.

The golden sunshine scatters, and the heaven and earth rise up, gathering into fog, reflecting the seven colors, setting off the Kongming Mountain like the residence of fairy spirits.

"What it is?"

At a certain moment, a disciple guarding the mountain suddenly realized something was wrong.

Following his guidance and looking towards the horizon, the other disciples guarding the mountain also showed a hint of doubt.

The blood spread, and a ray of blood dyed the sky red. It looked like some rare celestial phenomenon, but something was wrong.

It was at this time that the blood spread further, turning the sky red. At this moment, many people in Queyi Zuodao looked up at the sky, and then they saw a seemingly endless wave of blood coming from nothingness. , its momentum is majestic, like the water of the Tianhe River, the vast and unstoppable water, trying to wash the world.

"Is God angry?"

The vision shocked the world, and many people knelt down to pray, while the monks' expressions changed one after another, because they felt the incredible killing intent in this bloody wave. Just by looking at it, their souls were violently impacted. , like falling into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"No, this is an enemy attack."

Blocking the skylight, the color of blood illuminated the entire Queyi Zuojun. Through the illusion, I saw the blood river that was flying towards the Heyu Gate like an angry dragon. An elder from the Heyu Gate had a great look on his face. Changed and let out a panicked roar.

Dong-dong-dong, the alarm bell rang, the mountain-protecting formation lit up, and the Heyumen disciples moved quickly, but at this moment, the originally powerful mountain-protecting formation could not bring them any sense of security.

Although the river of blood has not yet truly arrived, the terrifying murderous intent has already enveloped the entire Kongming Mountain. Under this murderous intent, all the thousands of disciples of the Heyu Sect felt chills in their hearts. In a daze, they saw Kongming Mountain flows into a river of blood and turns into a mountain of corpses.

At the same time, in the dead wood secret realm of Heyumen, an old man who was originally like a dead tree, sitting cross-legged under a dead old tree without any trace of life, suddenly opened his eyes.

Phew, the shriveled flesh and blood replenished, the blood surged up, and the old face was stained with a touch of ruddy color. Looking to the outside world, a trace of shock and anger flashed in the eyes of the great elder of the Heyumen, Minghe Zhenren.

"Who dares to invade our Heyu Sect?"

A trace of murderous aura appeared on the old face, and the figure of Master Minghe quickly disappeared due to the evil wind.

Rumbling, the turbid waves were emptied, shaking the heaven and the earth, roaring like muffled thunder, approaching Kongming Mountain, the will wavered, and Zhang Chunyi's figure appeared.

At this moment, his dark eyes reflected a faint blood red, and there was a real murderous intention lingering around him, which was quite strange.

"Are you really here?"

His voice was hoarse, as cold as metal, and his heart was beating. Feeling the powerful aura rising from the Heyu Sect, Zhang Chunyi looked indifferent.

After sending Liu Er and others into the ruins of Dunjian Sect, Zhang Chunyi came to Queyi Zuodao alone.

In order to solve the Heyumen as quickly as possible and avoid accidents, Zhang Chunyi directly relied on Hongyun, Chiyan and Wusheng to enter the demonized state.

Wu Sheng is a sword demon, and its true form is also the basis of its power. Although it is not as extreme as Liu Er, its influence is not small. If it enters the demon state, it is equivalent to giving up this point.

Moreover, Wusheng is the main killer, Zhangyuan Tu Tao species, and has a vicious nature. Under normal circumstances, Zhang Chunyi is not willing to rely on it to enter the demonized state, because in this state, he himself is easily affected by this murderous aura. Influence.

It was not until the Fifth Refining of the Yin Shen and the further growth of the soul that Zhang Chunyi was confident that he could enter the demonized state using inanimate objects and would not be affected in a short period of time.

The most important thing is that the magical power Bloodbath Sphere focuses on the accumulation of momentum and does not rely on the inanimate body. In Zhang Chunyi's hands, it can bloom with stronger power.

There is no difference in a short period of time, but the longer the time, the greater the difference, because Wu Sheng's control over the blood river is far less than that of Zhang Chunyi. The longer the time goes, the stronger the power accumulated by the blood river in Zhang Chunyi's hands will be.

Yuantu Daozhong continued to reveal his murderous intent, and the blood river became more and more surging. Standing on the blood river, overlooking the Heyu Gate, Zhang Chunyi felt an impulse to destroy everything in his heart. To this day, his feelings for the blood river are still there. Control is reaching its limit.

It was at this time that the Heyumen's mountain-protecting formation shone brightly, stepping on the crane, and a figure appeared.

"Who are you, Your Excellency? Why do you want to attack our Heyu Sect?"

Feeling the majestic power of the blood river, suppressing the anger in his heart, Master Minghe spoke.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi lowered his indifferent eyes.

Facing Zhang Chunyi's red eyes, Master Minghe's heart suddenly froze. Through those eyes, he could vaguely see a sea of ​​filthy blood.

"The person who killed you."

Looking directly at Master Minghe, Zhang Chunyi spoke.

The voice was hoarse and contained endless murderous intent.

And as Zhang Chunyi's words fell, the blood river roared, rushing down from the sky with a momentum that would never return. Its momentum was like a river of heaven coming from outside the sky. At this moment, the sky more than a thousand feet high... Mingshan seemed small.

"How dare you, Zhuzi!"

Seeing such a scene, the last trace of luck in Master Minghe's heart disappeared. However, he had actually expected this, and he just wanted to buy some time.

The eyebrows glowed, and an ancient pine was vaguely reflected. The demonic aura rose around him. A lyre was held in the hands of Master Minghe. It was a middle-grade treasure.

Dong-dong-dong, the ten fingers played continuously, and the sound of the piano was like a flowing spring. At this moment, the lingering murderous intention on Kongming Mountain was washed away, and everyone's uneasy hearts were quietly soothed.

But in the next moment, the sound of the piano changed, and the warriors and horses came out of their dreams. People seemed to see a continuous battlefield, and a terrifying fighting spirit rose into the sky, making the world change.

At the same time, two cranes, one black and one white, with 5,900 years of cultivation, appeared behind the real person Minghe. They cried together, carrying a terrifying fighting spirit. The aura around them further rose, and finally spanned 6,000 years. The boundaries of cultivation turned into two mysterious lights, one black and one white, intertwined together, like a pair of scissors, going upstream, trying to separate the river of blood pouring down.

"Three monsters with more than 5,000 years of cultivation, interior locations, secret techniques, and middle-grade treasures."

Above the blood river, Zhang Chunyi watched this scene quietly. He did nothing, or in other words, he had done everything he could. At this moment, his momentum seemed to be at its peak, but his true power had actually fallen to the bottom. .

Traveling thousands of miles from Quewei Road, Zhang Chunyi drove the blood river across thousands of mountains and rivers, building momentum along the way. Now, he himself has actually reached his limit.

"Strong, but just dying."

Looking back, Zhang Chunyi made a judgment.

The next moment, the blood river roared, big waves rolled up, and terrifying murderous intent bloomed, covering the sky and drowning the black and white light.