hey demon

Chapter 322
The sparrow wing is heresy, because the underworld once ravaged here, and ghosts and disasters were rampant, so the people's livelihood was quite poor.

Fortunately, the royal family, the Zhao family, took action and severely injured the ghost master in the underworld. The Crane Feather Sect of the leftist way has taken the initiative to restrain its influence over the years, and has chosen to let go of many things.

Kongming Mountain, the clouds are flourishing, the clouds are flourishing, and the cranes are playing shadows. Although the momentum of the Heyumen has dropped a bit in recent years, as a mountain gate that has been operated by the Heyumen for hundreds of years, the weather here has become more and more extraordinary.

The golden sun is scattered, the heaven and the earth are rising, and they gather into fog, refracting colorful colors, setting off the Kongming Mountain like a fairy dwelling.

"What it is?"

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

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

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

It was at this time that the blood color spread further, turning the sky red. At this moment, many people from the sparrow wing and heretics looked up at the sky, and then they saw a seemingly endless wave of blood color coming from nothingness , Its momentum is mighty, like the water of the Milky Way, the vast soup is unstoppable, and it wants to wash the world.

"Is this God's anger?"

The vision was shocking, and many people knelt down to pray, while the monks all changed expression, because they felt an incredible killing intent in this bloody wave, and their souls were violently impacted just by looking at it , Like a sea of ​​blood falling into a mountain of corpses.

"No, this is an enemy attack."

Covering the sky, the color of blood reflected the entire Queyi Zuo County. Through the phantom, one of the elders of the Crane Feather Gate had a big look on his face when he saw the river of blood that was rushing towards the Crane Feather Gate like an angry dragon. changed, let out a panic-stricken roar.

Dong dong dong, the alarm bell sounded, the mountain protection formation was lit up, and the disciples of the Crane Feather Sect moved quickly, but at this moment, the originally powerful mountain protection formation could not bring them the slightest sense of security.

Although the blood river has not really descended, the terrifying killing intent has enveloped the entire Kongming Mountain. Under the cover of this killing intent, all the thousands of disciples of the Heyu Sect felt chills, and they saw it in a daze. The scene where Kongming Mountain's blood flowed into a river and turned into a mountain of corpses.

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

Phew, the shriveled flesh and blood were filled again, blood energy surged up, and the old face was stained with a touch of rosy, looking to the outside world, a trace of shock and anger flashed in the eyes of the elder of the Heyumen, Master Minghe.

"Who dares to offend my Crane Feather Gate?"

A murderous look appeared on the old face, wrapped in a demonic wind, the figure of Master Minghe quickly disappeared.

Rumbling, the turbid waves emptied, shook the heaven and the earth, let out a thunderous roar, approached Kongming Mountain, fluctuated in will, and Zhang Chunyi's figure manifested.

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

"Is it really here?"

His voice was hoarse, with a metal-like coldness, heart-wrenching, feeling the powerful aura rising from the Crane Feather Gate, Zhang Chunyi looked indifferent.

After sending Liu Er and others into the ruins of Dunjianzong, Zhang Chunyi came to Queyi Left Road alone.

In order to solve the Crane Feather Gate as quickly as possible and avoid accidents, Zhang Chunyi directly relied on Hongyun, Chiyan and Wusheng to enter the state of demonization.

Wusheng is a sword demon, and its main body is also the root of its strength. Although it is not as extreme as Liu Er, it still has a lot of influence. If it enters the state of demonization, it is equivalent to giving up this point.

Moreover, Wusheng master kills, controls the Yuantu Taoist species, and has a ferocious nature. Under normal circumstances, Zhang Chunyi is unwilling to use it as a basis to enter the demonized state, because in this state, he himself is easily affected by this murderous aura. influences.

It wasn't until Yinshen Wulian and his spirit became stronger that Zhang Chunyi was sure to enter the demonized state by relying on inanimateness, and he would not be affected in a short period of time.

The most important thing is that Supernatural Power·Xuebatianqiong pays attention to the accumulation of momentum, and does not rely on the inanimate body, but it can bloom stronger power in the hands of Zhang Chunyi.

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 Xuehe is far inferior to Zhang Chunyi's. The longer the time, the stronger the power accumulated by Xuehe in Zhang Chunyi's hands.

Yuan Tu Dao Seeds continuously revealed murderous intent, and the Blood River became more and more surging. Standing on the Blood River, overlooking the Crane Feather Gate, an urge to destroy everything surged in Zhang Chunyi's heart. Control has also reached its limit.

It was at this time that the protective formation of the Crane Feather Gate was full of light, and a figure manifested when he stepped on the crane.

"Who is your Excellency? Why do you want to offend my Crane Feather Gate?"

Sensing the majestic sea-like power of the blood river, suppressing the anger in his heart, Master Minghe spoke.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi lowered his indifferent eyes.

Faced with Zhang Chunyi's red eyes, Ming He's heart suddenly shuddered. Through those eyes, he vaguely saw a sea of ​​blood that was extremely filthy and filthy.

"The one who killed you."

Looking directly at the real Minghe, Zhang Chunyi spoke.

The voice was hoarse, containing endless murderous intent.

And as Zhang Chunyi's words fell, the river of blood roared, rushing down from the sky with the momentum of never returning, like a river of heaven coming from outside the sky. At this moment, the sky over a thousand feet high Even Mingshan seemed small.

"Shuzi dare!"

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

There was light between the brows, which vaguely reflected an ancient pine tree, and the demonic aura was rising all over his body, and a lyre was held in the hands of Minghe Daoist, which was a middle-grade treasure.

Dong dong dong, ten fingers were played repeatedly, and the sound of the piano was like a flowing spring. At this moment, the lingering killing intent on Kongming Mountain was washed away, and everyone's uneasy hearts were quietly calmed down.

But at the next moment, the sound of the piano turned, and the golden iron horse came from a dream. People seemed to see a continuous battlefield, and a terrifying fighting spirit rose to the sky, which made the world change color.

At the same time, two cranes with 900 years of cultivation, one black and one white, emerged behind the real Minghe, singing in unison, with a terrifying fighting spirit, and the aura of the whole body rose further, and finally surpassed 6000 years of cultivation. The boundary between them turned into two streaks of mysterious light, one black and one white, intertwined together, like a pair of scissors, going upstream, trying to part the river of blood pouring down.

"Three more than 5000-year-old monsters, interior locations, secret techniques, and middle-grade treasures."

On the blood river, Zhang Chunyi watched this scene quietly, did nothing, or he had already done everything he could do. At this moment, his aura seemed to be at its peak, but his real power had actually slipped to the bottom .

Since he came across thousands of miles from Quewei Road, Zhang Chunyi has driven the Blood River across thousands of mountains and rivers, gaining momentum all the way, and now, he has actually reached his limit.

"Very strong, but only dying."

Looking away, Zhang Chunyi made a judgment.

In the next moment, the river of blood roared, big waves rolled up, and terrifying killing intent bloomed, covering the sky and drowning out the black and white mysterious light.

(End of this chapter)