Chapter 340 The Messenger of Justice, Rakshasa Blocks the Way!

Beside the blood pool, Zheng Fali stood next to Senior Sister Zhang, looking at the pale bodies among the black and red, and was speechless.

Compared with other monks who have been practicing for hundreds or even ten thousand years, he has only been in Taoism for four or five years. This scene makes him feel more depressed than others.

"What is the use of this blood pool?"

He turned to look at the four prisoners on the side. They were three men and one woman. All four of them were golden elixir monks from the Great Freedom Demon Sect. They had just abandoned Lin Yangtian and escaped, but were captured by Senior Sister Zhang and the others.

"Lian Bao."

The female prisoner said honestly that people from the Great Freedom Demon Cult look very normal, and as long as they don't use skills, they are no different from ordinary monks.

But this woman is different from ordinary monks - she is too beautiful.

The tight girth makes people wonder whether her small waist can support her magnificent chest.

Looking further up, on the delicate jade-like collarbone is a small face that I feel pity for.

At this time, she did not look at Zheng Fa, but lowered her head, frowned, her eyes seemed to be weeping, and she looked full of guilt for the person who died in the blood pool.

"Elders, you want us to drive mortals here to use this earth fire to refine blood evil silk..."

"I...although I am a disciple of the Holy Cult, I am the son of a father and a mother. My parents are still mortals, so I am very reluctant."

"But our holy religion... will not tolerate us disobeying the elders' orders."

The voice is sad and sad, which makes people feel sad.

Among the surrounding disciples, many men had expressions of sympathy on their faces.

Zheng Fa glanced at her, then looked at the other three male prisoners, and saw that they seemed to have nothing to say - well, no, they were also soft-hearted at this juncture.

He asked the woman: "What is the blood evil thread?"

The woman took out a roll of red filament from the storage bag. The filament became transparent and crystal clear in the sun, as if it were made of the most precious ruby.

Senior Sister Zhang stretched out her hand, and the roll of filament fell into her hand. After she checked that everything was fine, she handed it to Zheng Fa.

Before the blood evil thread could be obtained, Zheng Fa's ears were filled with thousands of wailing sounds. It seemed that countless people were cursing, begging for mercy, screaming, and crying in his ears.

Zheng Fa frowned and looked at the female disciple, asking: "How to make this blood evil silk?"

"Ten thousand mortals, from birth to death, can create a blood evil thread by gathering their resentment essence and blood."

"One hundred blood evil threads can be twisted into one thread."

"Then we can make the Bloody Evil Flag."

Zheng Fa only felt that the blood-thread in his hand was getting heavier.

"How many blood pools are there?"

"There are only five places in Chenyang County, and I don't know about the rest."

"Where?"

The woman was particularly cooperative and honestly explained the locations of the five blood pools.

"Where are the Nascent Souls of your Great Freedom Demon Sect?"

"Chen Yang usually has three Yuanying elders in charge, but I don't know where they are... As for the transformed spirit, I have no chance to see them."

Zheng Fa nodded and looked at the blood pool, seeming to be thinking about something.

Just listen to the woman say: "I am from a holy sect. I have committed many sins. I just want to die..."

When these words hit their ears, many people couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy for her - she was in a demon sect and couldn't help herself. This woman was so beautiful, so there was probably nothing wrong with her...

"That's not necessary..."

Zheng Fa also spoke.

The woman suddenly raised her head and looked at Zheng Fa, with tears in her eyes, but her face looked like she had seen a savior, which made people more and more pitiful.

But she didn't see Zheng Fa, but she saw a pen first, a pen that contained majestic spiritual power and was pointed towards her with the force of wind and thunder - the Feixian Pen!

As if he didn't want to touch her, the Feixian Pen was fixed three inches away from her face, and a golden talisman grew out of the tip of the pen.

The woman's face was pale, and she turned into a ray of light and wanted to escape. It was completely impossible to tell that she just wanted to die.

But the spiritual talisman was faster, and as soon as it dispersed, it turned into five spiritual flames, which circled around her. Her ecstatic body and pure face were instantly turned into ashes.

"Sister..."

Zheng Fa grinned and looked at Senior Sister Zhang. Only then did he realize why Senior Sister Zhang had so many enemies.

Kill him without saying a word!

Didn’t you see that many of the male disciples looked a little distressed?

"Are you feeling distressed too?" Senior Sister Zhang stared at him, half-smiling but not smiling, and asked, "It's just her charm skills, but you can't even see through her?"

"That's not..." Zheng Fa sensed the smell of danger and quickly explained: "I'm just curious whether she can turn into a bird, and I want to study it..."

Senior Sister Zhang slowly widened her eyes.

She suddenly understood what Zheng Fa meant - the Little Golden Crow once said that there are a group of women in the Da Zi Zai Demon Cult who are good at the art of charm. In order to breed, they can even turn into birds to mate...

"That's new territory!"

Zheng Fa's expression of scientific exploration seemed to have no mortal desires at all.

On the side, the faces of those disciples who were a little angry were also full of shock.

Senior Sister Zhang is no longer worried that Zheng Fa has fallen into the charm spell. This junior brother looks at such an alluring woman and only wants to use it to study with birds?

This weird brain... might as well have fallen under the spell of charm!

"Moreover, our Jiu Shan Sect's talisman cannot be supported by Bu Fan alone..."

Zheng Fa's tone was full of regret. The uninformed outer disciples were fine, but the faces of the Jiushan Sect members were a little tense.

The head of the relationship planned to use this woman for breeding research, and also planned to use her as a blood bag.

"Senior sister, you are a bit wasted."

Zheng Fa launched a serious criticism on Senior Sister Zhang.

"..."

Lin Bufan glanced at the pile of ashes and suddenly felt that Zhang Zhenren was really a good person - he gave him a happy life!

…

"Senior Sister Zhang, we still have to keep some disciples of the Great Freedom Demon Sect..."

In the Nine Mountain Realm, inside the main hall of Tiangong Island, Senior Sister Zheng Fachao Zhang said sincerely:

"In the past, we didn't dare to promote talismans on a large scale because we didn't want to offend the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor too much... But now we no longer have such scruples."

Senior Sister Zhang nodded when she heard this and agreed: "The Xuanwei world is getting more and more chaotic, and the talisman is very important."

The help of spiritual talismans is not that strong for those above the Golden Core stage, but it is extremely useful for disciples below the foundation level.

The old man looked even more righteous:

"This Great Freedom Demon Sect kills too many people, which is harmful to Tianhe. They should all be executed."

"But God has good intentions, so we still need to select some disciples who have committed less serious crimes and reform them in our Jiu Shan Sect!"

"It also shows the compassion of my Immortal Sect..."

Zheng Fa couldn't help but look at the elder man and saw that his face was full of compassion.

It seems that he wants to save some lost disciples of the Demon Cult of Freedom...

Zheng Fa thought for a while and felt that the elder was right!

What bad intentions does he have?

I just want to establish a sanctuary for the disciples of the Demon Sect when the Great Freedom Demon Sect is about to become extinct, and give those wandering and helpless Demon Sect disciples a warm home!

Senior Sister Zhang, on the other hand, frowned: "This matter needs to be resolved first before the Chen County matter is resolved. There are a lot of blood evil threads condensed in the blood pool. I wonder if the blood evil flag has been trained again."

…

"There's still one more blood evil flag left..."

A hill outside Chenjun County.

The belly of the mountain has been hollowed out, and dozens of people are standing in it, frowning at the four bloody flags standing in front of them.

Most of the monks above the Nascent Soul of the Demon Sect gathered here to practice their treasures.

The leader was none other than the traitor to the Supreme Way, Qin Mu, who was known as the Immortal of the Netherworld.

His face was calm and dignified, but he was vaguely the leader of the crowd. He sighed slowly and said, "I don't know how Na Cheng Kong found out about the formation I was waiting for in Chen County."

The others also nodded.

"I was already very careful and guarded against Cheng Kong. Unexpectedly, I was caught off guard by him and lost two bloody flags."

"Now that the mortals in Chen County have been exhausted, and the five blood evil formations cannot be assembled together, how can we lead the Holy Ancestor to the dust?"

"...I don't know who leaked the news!"

Suddenly someone said: "Who is it? There is his uncle here!"

The cave suddenly became silent.

Everyone looked at the person who said this - his face was indistinguishable from male to female, and his words were even more tempting to people's hearts.

"Yin Yang Rakshasa, are you saying that I colluded with Supreme Dao Chengkong?"

Nether Immortal said slowly, but there was still a smile on his face.

"I'm not talking about you, I'm just saying... We don't have any way to contact the Supreme Dao, right?" Seeing him smile, Yin Yang Rakshasa lowered his voice, but what he said was not at all forgiving, and he just listened He said: "The affairs of Chen County are the top secrets of our Great Freedom Holy Cult. Although ordinary disciples know that I am waiting in Chen County, they will never know that we are planning the Holy Ancestor Linchen..."

"Only the transformed god can know this!"

"Except for you, the four of us all come from the Holy Religion, but you are the only one who broke through the door with the true inheritance of the Supreme Way..."

"If someone really leaks the news, who is the most suspicious person other than you?"

In the cave, the other three transformed gods looked at each other and felt that there was some truth in these words.

Although Netherworld Immortal rebelled from Taishang Dao, his style has always been different from others. Naturally, his friendship with them is not deep, and there is even a hidden barrier.

There is no old grudge between the Yin and Yang Rakshasa, but the strength of this Yin and Yang Rakshasa is considered to be the best among the local gods of the Great Freedom Demon Sect, and he had great power in the secret realm earlier.

Later, when the Nether Immortal came, not only was he more powerful, but it seemed more like he had gained the favor of the Holy Ancestor. He actually came from behind and became the leader of the Great Freedom Demon Sect.

This made Yin Yang Rakshasa dissatisfied.

Nowadays, it is natural to make use of the topic.

"Then what do you think should be done now?"

Nether Immortal was not angry either and just asked again.

"Since there are not enough people, let's use those Immortal Sect disciples to fill it!" Yin Yang Rakshasa said solemnly, "The essence and blood of one monk is worth thousands of mortals! I have calculated that the Immortal Sect monks along their way are , kill them all, it’s more than enough to refine a blood evil flag!”

"Now these people are divided into many groups. Let's gather together and attack them. Taking advantage of their unpreparedness, we will kill these people and practice the Blood Demon Banner to lure the Demon Ancestor to come!"

"It's a good idea..." Nether Immortal commented objectively: "Then which way should we go?"

"No, it's me and the other four who take action. You stay here and continue to practice treasures..."

Yin Yang Rakshasa replied, obviously not trusting Netherworld Immortal Qin Mu.

Qin Mu seemed a little unwilling, but when he looked at the other three people, he found that their faces were full of approval, as if they had already colluded.

"Since you don't trust me, senior brother, that's fine. I'll just stay here and protect these four bloody flags."

…

The four of them walked out of the cave, looked at each other, and then started communicating with each other after casting a shielding spell.

"Rakshasa, why is that Qin so obedient?"

The Yin Yang Rakshasa shook his head and frowned, as if he couldn't figure out the Netherworld Immortal. He thought for a while and said: "No matter what, we will practice the Blood Evil Flag, and the Holy Ancestor will come and see our achievements... He won’t be so partial to Qin Mu.”

Everyone nodded slightly.

"Then the four of us, which way will we fight?"

"No, fight both ways!"

Unexpectedly, Yin Yang Rakshasa suddenly said, and the other three people were surprised when they heard this.

"Two ways?"

"Yes! The news leaked out so quickly, and Qin Mu is so honest, I'm afraid that he really colluded with Cheng Kong and tipped off the news!" Yin Yang Rakshasa explained, "What's more, there are still four unidentified gods among those immortal sects. "If we only fight one way and they come to our aid, the enemy will be strong and we will be weak, and we will fail."

"...You mean, fighting two ways at the same time? Let them focus on one thing and lose the other?"

"That's right! There is only one Avatar in each of their groups, and there is one in the group! I'll wait for a team of two, which is enough to deal with all the Immortal Sect monks!" Yin Yang Rakshasa said, "Otherwise, if we encounter their help, , especially Cheng Kong holding the spirit bamboo, there is not much difference between four people and two people. "

These words somewhat enhanced the Immortal Sect's prestige and destroyed their own ambitions, but the other three did not refute, but sighed:

"Qingjing Bamboo is really the nemesis of my Holy Cult..."

"The troops are divided into two groups, and our strength is also damaged. I am afraid that one of the groups will be killed by Na Chengkong. But... the people of my holy religion can be resurrected in the blood pool of the holy ancestor! As long as the holy ancestor is here, he will never You will be wronged by waiting!" Yin Yang Rakshasa said with narrowed eyes, "As long as it delays the rest of the way, I won't be wronged by waiting!"

Hearing what he said, the three transformed gods nodded slowly after thinking about it.

"In this case, Qin Mu won't even know which way we are going to fight. As long as we can buy a certain amount of time, it will be fine."

"Which way to go?"

"I'll go all the way to the Nine Mountains Sect." Yin Yang Rakshasa said directly.

The other three looked at him with somewhat suspicious expressions on their faces. After all, the Nine Mountains Sect was the only one without a god, and it sounded like the weakest.

"You also know that Zheng Fa and Zhang Wuyi of the Jiushan Sect are the people the Holy Ancestor wants... No matter which two paths you choose, you must go this way. Only in this way can you please the Holy Ancestor even more!" Yin Yang Rakshasa Then he said, "But in this case, the Jiushan Sect should not be underestimated!"

"The Holy Ancestor values ​​them."

"Master Chengkong actually feels relieved about them."

"I'm not worried about the rest of you going."

The three of them were stunned. They thought that the Yin Yang Rakshasa was picking on weaklings, but they didn't expect to value the Nine Mountains Sect so much?

"That's right, that guy Xuehe suffered a lot from the Jiushan Sect... I heard him say before that the Jiushan Sect is almost equivalent to having two transformed gods."

"That's it. If you want to take over the Nine Mountains Sect in a short time, I have to take action!"

Seeing that he had so many calculations, the other three people were somewhat convinced.

"..."

"The last pool of blood."

Zheng Fa led the disciples of the Jiushan Sect and used the Qi Qing Talisman to clean away the evil spirit in the blood pool.

The other disciples from the foreign sects were not idle either. They used their magic power to move stones and mud from the nearby hills and buried the blood pool to prevent the blood pool from being used by criminals again.

The boiling in the blood pool gradually calmed down, and the wailing sounds slowly disappeared. The transported rocks turned into another hill, seemingly a tomb without a tombstone.

"After screening, none of the Da Zi Zi Demon Sect monks deserved to die, but there are two golden elixirs. Their crimes are still minor." Senior Sister Zhang glanced at the captured Da Zi Zi Devil Cult monks, and thought about it again. Said: "Of course, if you want to keep a few more people..."

"No need."

Zheng Fa shook his head.

He really wanted to keep a few disciples of the Great Freedom Demon Cult to draw blood, but he didn't want to really keep too many people.

Blood can regenerate, so there is no need to raise too many disciples of the Demonic Sect, and the Jiushan Sect cannot afford it.

Senior Sister Zhang nodded, and with a move of the Feixian Pen, the captured Da Zi Zi Demon Cult monks fell down one after another without making any sound.

Zheng Fa didn't even blink - the war in the Xuanwei world was more cruel than he imagined, and he adapted faster than he thought.

Along the way, countless Demon Sect disciples died at their hands.

He could even watch indifferently as the disciples of Jiushan stepped forward skillfully and used blood-draining talismans to collect the somewhat useful blood of these demon sect members. Zheng Fa still had the heart to reflect on whether his own style of not wanting to waste anything affected him. This group of disciples.

Behind them, Head Chen and the other outer sect Nascent Souls looked at each other quietly, feeling a little ridiculous in their hearts - the people of the Great Freedom Demon Sect like to play with blood the most, but they didn't expect that the Jiushan Sect would catch the Great Freedom Demon Sect. The monk's blood play...

It can be said that evil people have their own evil people... Well, the cycle of nature brings retribution!

Jiushan Zongzhen is a model of the Immortal Sect!

After the fifth blood pool was dealt with, Zheng Fa was about to take everyone to the next county seat.

The sky around him suddenly turned dark.

Zheng Fa didn't even think about why, so he jumped directly into the Nine Mountains Realm, and also took all the disciples below the Nascent Soul into the realm, leaving Senior Sister Zhang and the other Nascent Souls behind.

Head Chen blinked his eyes, a little confused, and looked outside.

The surroundings have been shrouded in thick darkness.

There was no light a hundred meters away.

There was no sound, no smell, nothing to see.

Senior Sister Zhang flipped her palm, and the mountains and rivers turned into nine mountains, surrounding her and standing in the air.

"Set up the formation!"

The elder leader shouted softly, and Master Chen and others had become accustomed to it in the past few days, and quickly set up the Zhoutian Divine Thunder Immortal Formation.

As soon as the formation was set up, two huge figures were seen walking out of the darkness.

The two figures were taller than the small hill that had just taken shape. They stood in front of everyone, like gods looking down at ants.

One of them had a huge face divided into two halves in the middle, one half male and the other half female, one half hideous and ugly, the other half charming and beautiful.

The man behind him looked even less human. From the front, he seemed to be a man as tall as a mountain, but from the back, four thick giant snakes grew out of each of his shoulder blades.

Eight snake heads rolled back and forth behind him, spitting out their tongues constantly. The light in the snakes' eyes was extremely cold, just like the heart of Master Chen.

"The Dharmakaya of the Demon Sect..."

Senior Sister Zhang, who was standing in the air, said softly, her eyes full of vigilance and realization.

Master Chen also took a deep breath. This time, he was really going to fight the God of Transformation!