Chapter 292 Hongjun Meets His Old Lover Again

At this time, on Lingshan Mountain.

"Ah Chuan, isn't it a bit, too, clumsy?"

Bai Ze's eyes twitched slightly.

Jie Yin's nonsense, even clearly explained what the tunnel was, and the Styx, was completely out of character.

And, when did the ancestor witch... Hou Tu become so weak?

"Oh, don't worry." Bai Chuan didn't care at all, squinting and smiling:

"It will definitely work, regardless of whether it is clumsy or not, this is their biggest chance to win."

Zhunti was crying on the side, these two were sitting on Lingshan Mountain, and he really couldn't take out any of his "things".

At this time of the day, it was already time for his nephews to show their divine power.

But now these two were staring... I really didn't dare to move a bit!

Damn it! Why did they have to come to our Lingshan Mountain!

Recalling Bai Chuan's words at that time, 'I heard that the West is a land of outstanding people and beautiful scenery, and my junior brother's Lingshan is even more of a paradise. How about I go and sit there? ’

Zhunti wanted to refuse, but there was no way, he had to be grateful.

They also benefited from this calculation...

"Junior brother, didn't you say the land of bliss?" Baichuan looked at Zhunti thoughtfully.

Zhunti was sweating again, but pretended to be natural:

"Brother, everyone in the West recites scriptures all day and immerses themselves in the ocean of Tao. Isn't that bliss?"

"Okay, okay, hahahaha." Baichuan laughed a few times:

"After all this time, this is the bliss. Not bad, not bad, recite scriptures all day, and I will ask Qingqiu to do some of this project when I go back."

As he spoke, three more beams of light fell on Lingshan.

Zhunti was sweating even more.

They are all here!

Don't panic, stay calm, their goal is all there, and it has nothing to do with the West.

But who would have thought that Tongtian’s first words upon arrival were:

“Eh? Junior Brother Zhunti, where are your Western disciples? I heard from Duobao that he met a Western disciple named Medicine Master, who said that there are tens of millions of Western disciples?”

Zhunti: “…”

Tired, let’s destroy it.

Zhunti cursed Medicine Master for being ignorant, and then said with a stiff upper lip:

“Senior Brother Tongtian, it was Medicine Master who said the wrong thing. Western disciples are not Western disciples.”

“So that’s it.” Tongtian nodded, and smiled in sudden realization:

“Is that the case? I thought you had kept all the ‘disciples’ in captivity.”

“I don’t know which guy came up with this trick. A few days ago, Junior Brother Guangchengzi went down the mountain to travel, and saw a ‘wild god’ who wanted to lock up the human race and keep them in captivity for worship.

"Such evil heretics are really cruel!"

"So, what was the result?" Zhunti looked slightly bewildered, and acted out his curiosity and confusion to the fullest.

Well, the three people over there didn't have such acting skills.

"The result." Tongtian laughed:

"What else can it be? Of course, he was killed by Guangchengzi with one sword!

"Speaking of this, I have to talk to you, Junior Brother Baichuan. What is Qingqiu doing? Can't even find such a thing?"

"Brother, you are right." Baichuan raised his hand and bowed:

"But after this incident, Junior Brother has asked Sixteen to keep a close watch on him, and we must not let such evil spirits arise. "

Okay, okay!

Zhunti felt guilty. He always felt that what they did was discovered. These people were making innuendos here.

'It seems that I have to be more cautious in the future. By the way, I will beat up the pharmacist...'

At the same time, a special guest came to Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun and Yangmei "welcomed him on both sides of the road."

"Luohu, you dare to show up. Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?" Hongjun's calm eyes looked directly at Luohu who slowly walked into the hall.

At this time, Luohu had changed a lot. He had a middle-aged face, a black dress, and his eyes were as calm as water. He didn't have the rebelliousness of the past.

"Hongjun, it's just an incarnation. If you want to kill me, it's up to you. "Luo Hou spoke lightly, then summoned a black cloud bed and sat on it.

Yang Mei remained silent, just blocking the endless space, not even a bit of Qi could be seen.

Hong Jun raised his hand and sent the two confused boys to the backyard.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Mei said coldly: "Haven't you eaten enough black holes in the demon world? Want to take a few back to try?"

"I'm here to negotiate conditions." Luo Hou ignored Yang Mei, just looked at Hong Jun and said lightly:

"The ground, I want it, what are your conditions."

"If you have the ability, fight for it yourself." Hong Jun looked indifferent: "With this poor Taoist here, the demons have no chance of entering the prehistoric world. "

Luo Hou looked up and then smiled:

"Okay, then I will fight for it myself. Hongjun, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still haven't made any progress. You have been scheming back and forth to lure me into a trap. Now that I am here, you start to play along again."

Hongjun's face was a little stiff, and he said slowly:

"You are just an incarnation, so I can't kill you. The game between you and me has just begun."

As soon as Hongjun finished speaking, Luohou suddenly approached Hongjun, and the two looked at each other, only half a fist away:

"Hongjun, you are good this time, but I will not lose."

After Luohou finished speaking, his figure slowly turned into a black gas and dissipated.

There was silence in Zixiao Palace for a long time, and Hongjun laughed out loud:

"So, you know that you have been calculated, but you have to join the game, and finally you get angry and come to ridicule?"

"Of course, count it." He raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"But this counts."

"Good." Hongjun smiled.

Afterwards, he inadvertently failed to notice the handover between Wahuangtian and Honghuang, and even accidentally notified Nuwa to come to Zixiao Palace.

And sure enough, in less than half an hour, countless black gas poured into Honghuang.

At this moment, the calamity aura rose again.

At this time, in Honghuang.

Fu Weng and others attacked again, but this time, they stood beside the Styx.

However, at this time, the Styx was already like a madman, his black clothes were dyed blood red, and Jie Yin was bleeding a lot!

"Jie Yin Taoist, we are both Western beings, I advise you to leave!" Fu Weng said coldly:

"This sea of ​​blood cannot be transformed into the underground, this is the foundation of my future!"

"Daoist friend, you are obsessed." Jie Yin had a kind look and smiled:

"The sea of ​​blood is the place where the underground is derived. I hope you will return to the right path and don't fall into the "evil demons and heretics."

As he said, Jie Yin looked at Fu Weng, and waves of Sanskrit sounds rang out, and golden Sanskrit words floated in the void.

"Three thousand big dreams." Jie Yin's voice was so intoxicating.

Fu Weng felt a trance in his mind, and the next moment he saw Jie Yin sweeping in with tremendous power.

However, everything was like a dream. At this time, he stood beside the Styx without even a single move.

Minghe's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted angrily:

"Blood God!"

Buzz~

Red blood light surged, and the red lotus fire ignited.

Blood God sons rushed out from the sea of ​​blood.

In an instant! Trillion!

Blood God sons with trillions of blood sons were floating in the void.

Blood God sons, what a bullshit 480 million! It's all false propaganda in the prehistoric world!

Minghe has the sea of ​​blood and endless true spirits, so he can have as many of these things as he wants!

"You claim to be righteous but are so hypocritical. Today, I will be a demon, so what!"

Buzz!

A black light shone in the sky!

The twelfth grade... no, the ninth grade world-destroying black lotus! Appeared!

Boom!

The dull thunder seemed to be a warning from the way of heaven.

However, the matter has been done, and it is difficult to reverse it.

Endless demonic energy enveloped the entire blood sea. Suddenly, the murderous intent materialized, and the sky was dyed blood red.

Red moon, scarlet sky!

The Styx, possessed by the devil!