Legend of the Green Ape

Gu Ding Lao Dao breeds worms with real blood all the year round, and every death is like a drop of blood.

Seeing the enemy's fierceness, he didn't dare to love the battle, raised his palm and slapped vigorously on the neon light cauldron, and recalled tens of thousands of defeated soldiers, hanging on his side to form an insect belt.

"The surname Bu, the shame of today, the old man never dare to forget, there will be a good return in the future!" He flees with the insects, and has the heart to escape.

The ancestor Bugu had solved his dilemma, but he didn't chase him violently, he just led his disciples to wander to the side, looking at him with a cold smile.

He naturally noticed this scene, thinking that these Heavenly Monks shouldn't let him go, but they just stood on the spot one by one, not pushing him or stopping, as if watching a show, as if he was sure he could not escape the butterfly army blockade. .

However, although the Butterfly Army is strong, there is no Butterfly King commander. With these alone, it is absolutely difficult to trap him.

‘Could it be that there is a demon king lurking in the butterfly group, hiding his tracks, and is not detected by the old man? "Gu Ding Lao Dao thought about it, and immediately ran the secret method and searched the butterfly group again, but it was nothing, and he couldn't feel the aura of strong monsters.

But he was not sloppy. He opened his mouth and vomited a pool of real blood and sprinkled it on the neon light cauldron, only to see several tadpole-like blood marks flashing on the surface of the cauldron.

As soon as the blood mark came out, the seven worms tens of miles away felt locked in the light.

Snapped!

The giant lock suddenly disintegrated, falling off a bug, and fleeing away from the sky, moving into the neon light cauldron.

After he cast the spell, he suddenly felt that the surrounding environment was changing rapidly. The magic energy in the valley seemed to be controlled by some spell, boiling and surging, and then rolled and gathered, and in the blink of an eye, a pair of black air wings that were several feet in size condensed.

This wing has the outline of a butterfly wing. At first it was like a cloud, but it gradually solidified. It quickly transformed into a fleshy magic wing, and also like a living thing, entrenched in front of him, whistling and inciting, every time it is instigated, there is a wind and a blade. The sky is locked, so that he can no longer take a half step forward.

He tried to circumvent the road, but he looked around and saw that there were all black magic wings, and there were more than tens of thousands of pairs of black magic wings, which actually squeezed the entire Roaring God Valley.

He could not tell the direction at this moment, nor could he hear any sound, as if he was in a cage.

‘What kind of illusion is this, that can be used for the devilish energy in the valley? Gu Ding has a solemn expression on his face, but he has no thoughts of despair.

He lifted the neon light cauldron, ready to drive the light insects in the cauldron, facing the magic wings, and smashing a path of blood.

Each of his seven worms and seven light locks contained a magical power. He didn't believe that a single illusion could trap him here.

"The devilish energy of God's Roaring Valley is imminent, Master Xiao Jia's Heavenly Demon Wings should be able to continuously launch offensives, this ancient ding and old way will undoubtedly die!"

The ancestor Bu Gu stayed where he was. He looked at the black-clothed young man in front of him and sighed.

This young man is the Butterfly King Xiaojia who resides in the solitary moon. He was born in the prehistoric butterfly nest. He is rooted in the imaginary butterfly. He realized that with the ancient real demon's magical power, he can manipulate everything in this world. Zhen Qi, and release the original power of Zhen Qi.

The devil energy conceived in the Roaring God Valley has been driven by King Xiao Jia. Gu Ding Lao Dao wants to escape and ascend to heaven. Unless all the devil wings are crushed and the devil energy is exhausted, the offensive will not stop.

The more devilish energy, the longer the supernatural power of'returning the law by borrowing energy', let alone the cultivator of the Purple Mansion, even if the elders of the Yuan Dynasty go down the Dao negligently, they will not be able to detect the location of King Xiao Jia’s body. This method is life-consuming.

"Master Xiao Jia, where does this fellow Daoist come from? Did you report to the teacher about your solicitation of demon cultivators?" The ancestor Bugu saw a morph demon cultivator standing next to King Xiao Jia, his face was very unfamiliar. Asked a word.

When he sent the letter earlier, he thought that King Xiao Jia would go to the meeting alone, but he did not expect that a butterfly clan demon army came. It seems that after these years of lurking, King Xiao Jia is in the solitary moon realm. Up.

In fact, the demon race and the barbarians do not share the same heaven. The Dongya Great Sacrifice made the Demon Race of Fengzhen Ruins hate their teeth. As the home of the demon race, the Lone Moon Realm is the home of the demon race. Regardless of the clan, there is an order to kill the barbarian.

Therefore, the Barbarian monks could not land in the Lonely Moon Realm, but in order to take root in the Fengzheng Relics for a long time, they still took the risk to dispatch internal responses, and Butterfly Slave was the most suitable candidate.

They are not worried that the butterfly slave will rebel. They must know that the butterfly nest is in the hands of the Tongtian barbarians, no matter how far away, they can take the butterfly slave back into the nest, and it is even easier to kill it.

Die Nu lived and died between the thoughts of the Tongtian Barbarians, and would never dare to rebel.

King Xiao Jia heard the question from the ancestor Bu Gu and turned his head to explain: "Her name is Feng Jingjing, and her root is a beaked bird. She has four thousand years of path, and there is a butterfly country in the solitary moon. I use foot The slave charm given by Master Feng, sealed her demon body, put her under her command, so that I could do the job! All the wise and transparent butterfly masters in this country have been killed by me, and the butterfly army under my command is sincere and reliable. Don't worry about the little master!"

"That's good!" The old ancestor Bu Gu said like this, but he is extremely wary of the monster race. Even if he has a slave mark, he will not absolutely trust him, and then proposed:

"In addition to Gu Ding Lao Dao, there is also a couple. They are Dongzhou monks and may have a relationship with the long-eared apes. Please also ask Master Xiao Jia and this Feng Dao friend to deal with them first, be sure to capture them alive!"

King Xiao Jia pondered a little: "The couple was trapped by an insect formation, and my Heavenly Devil Wings could not attack. This insect formation was arranged by Guding. If I abandon Guding and turn to capture the couple, Guding might be possible. Take the opportunity to escape! Little master, do you really want me to do this?"

"Go!" The ancestor Bu Gu had a firm attitude. He had known that Li Jingzhi and Bai Fu were trapped in the Seven Insects and Seven Lights. If he killed Gu Ding first, Li Jingzhi and Bai Fu would get out of trouble. The couple drove Lei Yuanmaul. If they can refine the Heavenly Remnant Devil Stone, they must be able to overcome the devil qi. If they are free, King Xiao Jia's'repaying the law by borrowing the qi' will be impossible.

He must attack at the same time, and can't let anyone go: "The old man will command his disciples to attack the Old Ding Taoist. He can't escape. Waiting for you to catch the couple, then come back to clean up the Old Ding Taoist!"

"Okay!" King Xiao Jia's supernatural powers are stronger than Bugu ancestor, but his status is low. He followed the order and led the insect slave Feng Jingjing into the space crevice area, and went to look for Li Jingzhi and Bai Fu.

As soon as these two butterflies left, Old Ancestor Bu Gu waved his hand to the disciples beside him, signalling the group of them to form a formation and encircle the ancient tripod.

He jumped into the air, and hung a long silk. In the past years in the Corridor of Extinction, Tongtian barbarian girl Bu Xiangrong used the'Tongtian chasing ancient illusion technique' against the long-eared ape. He also repaired this true technique and prepared to use it. Add a second layer of blockade to Guding Old Road.

Unexpectedly, he had just injected mana into Long Ling, and suddenly he saw a golden light flashing in front of him.

Don't wait for him to concentrate on investigating.

The shadows of thousands of arms instantly condensed around.

call!

Carrying Ling Rui's strong wind, these arms rushed towards him from all directions.

"Who is it!" he shouted in surprise, this enemy **** has been lurking for so long without knowing it. It can ignore King Xiao Jia's magical formation, accurately lock his position, and attack him in one fell swoop. The cultivation level is bound to be not low. This made him feel chills in his heart.

He raised his arms abruptly, pulled the silk into a stick, and swept around the air, forming a grinding disc-shaped spiritual curtain that stood firmly in front of him.

Through the spirit curtain, he had a clear look at the enemy's face. A green-robed monk was standing on his side, with a thousand-armed bergamot on his back, hands and hands linked together, punching directly through the spirit curtain with a fist.

He originally thought it was a kind of supernatural power of Buddha Fist, his body would be smashed by dense fists, and he swept back. The brutal blood in his body spun wildly, and in a short time, he had transformed into his innocent real body.

At this time, the skin seemed to have cast a layer of golden armor. The foreign minister looked roughly the same as the Buddha's golden body, but the strength was not comparable to that of the golden body. He believed that he could resist Buddha's fist for a moment.

"Xiao Jia, come back soon!" The enemy in front of him was out of sight. He had no confidence in winning, so he yelled out these words with all his strength.

But he couldn't think of it anyway, this was actually his last words.

Thousand-armed bergamot surrounded his flesh like silk, but the moment he touched his body, his arms and hands became one, turning into a golden flower and patted on his chest.

The moment he was hit by the flower seal, he could not perceive the slightest pain, and he subconsciously lowered his head to stare. The flower seal had penetrated into the inner palace, went straight into the brutal blood, and flowed rapidly along the meridians.

Wherever I passed, a fire wave erupted.

The burning sensation spread all over his body instantly, and he had no time to scream, and the brutal blood had been evaporated by the fire waves.

At this moment, he was already fixed in the air, and his stiff gaze fell on the green-robed monk in front of him. He seemed to have become a fire man in his eyes, but this was not the green-robed monk casting the spell, but the fierce flames. His inner palace burned instantly and overflowed, splashing from in and out of his eye sockets, and the whole world was on fire.

This is also the last environment he witnessed in his life.