First Son-in-law

It's a light sentence, but it's extremely arrogant!

If you want to talk to the holy demon, you can see the glory of Dugu Laomo in the past.

Qin Li was also curious, so he stopped worrying, put his sword back into its sheath, and just waited.

After a few quarters of an hour.

A big battle is over.

Thirty thousand demon cultivators were completely encircled and suppressed.

Zhenyue and the others are all great heroes, but there are only a thousand people left in the righteous way.

And the blood does not return to madness, exhausting all kinds of secret techniques to communicate with the world of gods and demons beyond hundreds of millions of time and space.

finally!

The purple beam of light trembled.

The sky was stained with blood, and the earth shook.

An ancient and magnificent will descends, defying all beings.

The world has changed.

The black mist of Mass Burial Ridge was swept away.

The entire sky was dyed blood red, glowing with a strange brilliance.

"You are dead, I have already communicated with the Holy Demon." The breath of Blood Bugui was sluggish, and his expression was pale, but he was so excited that he jumped up and down.

The Altar of White Bone stands on the Blood Lake, which is the lake of evil where tens of thousands of monsters, monsters, monsters and monks have been massacred, and there are floating corpses. Now the water level is falling at an extremely fast speed.

What followed was an ancient will, with a charm that could not be denied or resisted, came to the world and despised all living beings.

Everyone present felt this evil, disgusting force.

"The sky has changed!"

Qin Li looked at the sky with a cold face.

On one side of the blood-colored sky, a purple glow glowed, making it even more bewitching.

Afterwards, all the rays of light converged, and the purple light and blood light mixed into one, turning into a blood eye with purple pupils, inlaid in the void, and derived many tiny blood threads, which were all dao marks, flowing with holy brilliance.

"Meet the holy devil!"

Blood Bugui knelt on the ground, his eyes wild.

"What are you talking about, what are you looking for?" A voice came out from the purple pupil bloody eyes.

Blood Bugui hurriedly said: "I also ask the Holy Demon to give me a drop of holy blood to help me kill these bandits."

Zitong Xueyan turned his gaze away, looked at Zhenyue, Xiaolong, Ye Huanling and other monsters, and was surprised.

When he saw Qin Li stepping into the Fifth Prison, he said in surprise, "The supernatural powers of the Five Prisons are amazing! Wait a minute, you are..."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Old Demon Dugu's voice was normal.

"Fifth Prison Demon King, you are not dead!"

Zitong Xueyan was shocked, his eyes flickered, and he said in surprise:

"No, I should call you the Old Fifth Prison Demon King. Unexpectedly, you hid in Qianyuan Great World and survived successfully."

Old Demon Dugu said lightly: "Listen to what you mean, my traitor has become the new Demon King of the Five Hells, and the speed of progress is really astonishing. He will soon catch up with me in a few decades."

"You're so smart!" Zitong bloody eyes said with a strange smile: "Ten thousand years have passed since you failed to become a saint. Although the new devil king of five prisons is not as good as you, he is loyal and obedient. "

heard the words.

Old Demon Dugu fell silent.

After he was injured, he has been in a deep sleep.

With the help of five-color flowers, he drifted in nothingness for a long time, without feeling the loss of time at all.

Until he fell into the Immortal Kingdom and was obtained by Qin Li. After several times of urging, he was stimulated to wake up.

Dugu Laomo always thought that he had only slept for decades, but he never thought that after sleeping for ten thousand years, things changed.

"Sooner or later, I will return to the Great World of Gods and Demons for bloody revenge."

"Haha! What big talk are you talking about again?"

Zitong bloody eyes laughed and said: "You are full of distracting thoughts and stubborn about the past, so when you proved the Tao, your heart demons became calamities, and you will never be sanctified forever. We just used a little tricks back then to make you die. How can you take revenge? "

Qin Li was listening, and his heart was full of turmoil. Dugu Wudi had once attacked the holy realm. Doesn't this mean that he is a half-step saint, more powerful than he imagined, no wonder his methods are so superb.

"I am not what I am today; I have let go of what happened in the past; however, I must not let go of revenge." Old Demon Dugu said.

"Okay! Let me see what progress you have made in the past ten thousand years?"

The purple pupil blood shadow collapsed and rolled inward.

All the brilliance gathers at one point, condensing the essence.

In the end, it turned into a drop of purple gold holy blood, only the size of a soybean, but it contained the mighty power to penetrate mountains and crash islands.

With a bang, the holy blood was inlaid between the brows where the blood did not return, causing his combat power to soar, and his eyes were neither happy nor sad: "This physical body is barely usable, enough to crush your remnant soul."

"Blood does not return and has been possessed!" Qin Liru was facing a formidable enemy, and hurriedly swallowed a few treasure pills, wanting to fight with his life.

After all, the opponent is the will of the Holy Demon, and there is no room for contempt and underestimation.

"You back off, this is my fight."

Dugu Laomo's soul power is surging, reaching the strength of the late stage of Nirvana.

"Slaughter the universe!" There is no nonsense in the blood does not return, as soon as it is shot, it is a destructive move, splashing blood, dyeing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains red.

This is an extremely tyrannical force, where the blood is shrouded, all living beings explode, and blood mist evaporates.

Qin Li's talents are alright, but the remaining 1,000 orthodox monks were seriously injured, and now they all exploded to death.

"Five Emperors Canopy!"

Old Demon Dugu raised his hand to the sky.

The five-color brilliance spurted out, turning into a five-color umbrella.

On the umbrella surface, a picture of hell in five directions is drawn, with howling evil spirits, piles of corpses, and five gods, suppressing hell, and at the same time propping up a blue sky to resist the bloody light.

"Sura Turning Blood Demon Knife!" Blood Bugui was very ruthless, raised his hand, and thousands of righteous flesh and blood cast a blood-colored scimitar. The blade was serrated, and the blade was like a scarlet gem, engraved with Shura's magic pattern.

"The Spear of Judgment!" A five-color rune appeared in Dugu Laomo's hands, mediating the brilliance, and finally turned into a pitch-black spear, wrapped around five-color dao marks, with a will to penetrate all things and judge all living beings.

boom!

Handover of swords and guns.

Heaven and earth roar, mountains sink,

The levels of the two are too high, they are clearly only at the Nirvana level, and it feels like a confrontation between the two dharmas.

"You are too weak!" Xue Bugui chuckled, the magic knife was like a blood-colored setting sun, with a kind of power of panic in the world, he slashed down with killing intent.

There are no special tricks, it's just a tyrant and unparalleled, it's hard to resist.

Dugu Laomo remained silent, with a black spear ruthlessly sweeping across the world, splitting mountains and rivers vertically, piercing the sun and the moon... One move after another, they are all supreme moves that open and close. Layers of waves.

The sound of booming is endless.

This area is considered ruined, the mountains are broken, the earth is powerful, and the earth and rocks are flying.

Originally, this was a mysterious prototype, but the foundation was destroyed by the two, and the thick, dark mist began to dissipate.

"This is the essence of a sage. His actions are close to the Tao, and he has the power to distort the world." Qin Li was terrified when he saw it. Even though he could keep up with his eyes, the level of fighting was beyond comprehension.

The laws of heaven and earth are completely orderly. And these two existences seemed to be fighting with knives and guns, but in fact they used minimal strength to stir the strings of the law and extended a series of changes, which led to the mysterious disappearance.

"You have let me down too much!"

The blood does not return, the purple blood between the eyebrows pours out the holy light.

On top of the blessing of the magic knife, the power is even more fierce, and it is so fierce that it can break everything.

Swinging the knife obliquely, it was like a bloody crescent moon piercing the sky, the trajectory was unconstrained, stunning, and hit the spear of judgment.

Click!

There was a crisp sound.

The gun of judgment was cut off.

The magic knife drove straight in, cutting off a section of the black robe.

The black prison cloak is a magic weapon, but before the magic knife, it is too weak.

"It's almost ready, hell in five directions!" Old Demon Dugu was very calm, he threw the broken gun casually, landed on the ground, and turned it into a five-color rune.

Just like a seed fell to the ground and quickly took root and germinated, the five-color hell also expanded rapidly.

Dugu Laomo's action just now was not chaotic, but to open up wind and water, so that hell's supernatural powers could be combined with mountains and rivers.

The world has turned into a hell, with absolute pressure imprisoning everything.

It's just that, unlike Qin Li's prosperity, Dugu Laomo's hell is dilapidated, silent, full of dilapidation and decay, and even the towering Five Elements Palace has collapsed.

"Haha! Look at this miserable situation, your supernatural powers have regressed." The blood does not return to cut through layers of obstacles, ignoring the fierce power of hell, and wants to kill him with one move.

"No, break and build, I am born again."

"Desperate Hell!"

Old Demon Dugu lowered his head and sighed.

The scenery of the five prisons changed drastically, and the five colors of light dimmed and turned into darkness, covering everything.

There is silence inside and outside the universe, and there is a kind of creepy cold, which makes all living beings sink and shatter.

Qin Li was dumbfounded. This supernatural power of hell was beyond his comprehension. He just glanced at it, as if his soul had been dragged into it. He saw a lot of suffering, such as the tragic death of a young daughter, the suicide of his wife, the destruction of his hometown, the death of his relatives and friends, the betrayal of his disciples, and the death of his enemies. Laughing wildly, the enemy is free and unrestrained, the villain is enjoying, the blood is spilled all over the rivers and mountains, and the bones are piled up into peaks...

"This is despair, it is also hell, and it is a portrayal of my life!"

Old Demon Dugu was isolated in place.

The black robe hunted and melted into the darkness.

The wind of despair blows and sweeps the audience, even if he is a god, monster, or Buddha, his soul will be scattered, and his body will disappear and he will die.

It is as strong as blood that does not return, deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate itself: "Damn it, you actually created a prison based on the supernatural powers of the five prisons. From then on, you will not be bound by the predecessors, and open up a path to holiness!"