Blood Prison Demon Emperor

Master Hongfa nodded with a smile, stood up and said, "Let me go!"

"Senior brother!" The ferry monk's voice was choked up, and after shouting these two words, he finally reached out and grabbed the golden Zen staff silently.

The golden light dissipated in an instant, but Master Hongfa didn't move at all in the face of the powerful suction released by the Nine Heavens of the Great Holy War, and straightened his clothes calmly.

"Hongfa, what are you going to do!"

The sprite couldn't help but speak.

Master Hongfa glanced at Lingyao and said, "Xiaoyong, the agreement between you and me has come to an end."

After leaving this sentence, Master Hongfa raised his feet and walked towards the Nine Heavens of the Great Holy War.

Although everyone can guess from Master Hongfa's words just now, this eminent monk is going to prove the Tao with his own body, but witnessing this scene with their own eyes made each of them feel a sense of admiration in their hearts, even if Even Daozi and fish gills are no exception.

In this way, Master Hongfa's precious appearance was solemn, and with one step, a golden lotus flower would appear on the ground. Step by step, he walked up to the great sage, with a kind smile on his face, and said to the great sage, "donor, don't wait!" wake up!"

At the same time, in Banruo's mind, he suddenly heard the voice transmission of Master Hongfa: "Xiaoying, only you can solve it!"

The next moment, Master Hongfa suddenly took the last step, and his body touched the vortex of divine power that could destroy everything. His soul dissipated instantly, turning into thousands of golden lights, like bright stars, all pouring into the body of the Great Sage .

"Brother!"

"Ancestor!"

"Grandmaster!"

Everyone exclaimed in unison, and with the influx of ten thousand points of golden light, the two vortexes of divine power suddenly disappeared, and the Great Holy War Nine Heavens also withdrew its fists, just standing there in a daze.

His body gradually became transparent and clearly visible. His body was filled with black gas, and wherever the golden light went, the black gas would immediately dissipate. Similarly, a period of gas dissipation is inevitable Accompanied by the disappearance of a few golden lights.

It turned out that Master Hongfa used his own soul as a guide to help the Great Holy War Nine Heavens and purify his soul!

In almost a moment, all the black gas disappeared without a trace, and the golden light spot also disappeared. The soul of the Great Jihad Nine Heavens became extremely pure again, like a flawless jade, which was always connected to the strip and sprite above his head. The closely connected black smoke also gradually dimmed until it disappeared without a trace!

"Promote the Dharma!"

The sprite let out a roar!

The Great Holy War Nine Heavens and the Dragon are Yaoyong's right-hand men. Now that Master Hongfa has rescued the Great Sage, it is equivalent to breaking one of Yaoyao's arms. One can imagine how angry he is inside.

The Great Holy War Nine Heavens just stood there quietly, his originally confused eyes became clear. Finally, he raised his head, looked at the King of People in front of him, and said with a puzzled expression on his face: "You yes?"

The simple two words made everyone react differently. Pan Chaoyang and the others were naturally extremely happy, but the complexions of Daozi and Yuji became extremely ugly.

The one who woke up was not an ordinary person, but the Great Jihad Nine Heavens, the super strong man who fought all the way to the invincible hand in the eighth heaven, and he was the senior brother of Ye Donghe Renwang.

With him here, I am afraid that apart from God, no one is his opponent.

However, what makes Daozi a little relieved is that the great sage does not have a physical body, but if he is only in the state of a soul, his own strength will inevitably be greatly weakened.

The human king was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Brother, I am Dayi, from the Blood Prison Sect, your junior brother!"

"Junior Brother?" The Great Sage closed his eyes slightly, and said to himself, "I seem to have had a long, long dream, but I can't remember anything. Where is this place, and who am I?"

He has been asleep for nearly 10 years, and the soul of the great sage has been firmly controlled by the sprites with his own power. Although he has been purified by Master Hongfa, he has not recovered for a while.

"Senior Brother, you are the Nine Heavens of the Great Holy War. This is a battlefield in the Conferred God War. You are controlled by monsters, and you have been sleeping here for a long time."

The Great Sage closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened them suddenly, a mighty aura surged out from his body, like a surging wave, forcing the king and the others to retreat quickly, this is The fighting spirit of the Great Sage is terrifying to the extreme!

Obviously, the Great Sage has remembered everything, and because of Master Hongfa's soul, he also knows everything that happened here today, so he first nodded apologetically to the king and said, "Junior Brother, I'll talk about it later." Our business."

Then, the Great Sage turned to look at Deyou and the ferry monk and bowed deeply: "From now on, I will be the guardian of your Fudong Temple. As long as I live for one day, I will guarantee the safety of the Fudong Temple!"

Deyou and the ferry monk are still immersed in the grief of Master Hongfa's passing. Hearing the words of the great sage, the two bowed to return the salute at the same time. With the words of the great sage, Fudomiao and Deyou can really rest easy in the future No, at least except God, there is no power, anyone can cause harm to them.

The ferry monk glanced at Deyou and said: "Deyou, I will leave the Fudong Temple to you in the future, just like what the senior brother said, you don't need to develop the Fudong Temple, just stick to your heart, and the senior brother is gone." , I can't let him go on the road alone, I will continue to be his guardian monk!"

"Ancestor!"

Deyou couldn't help crying, today he managed to meet his two ancestors, but now, these two ancestors have to leave one after another.

The ferry monk strode up to Banruo's side and said, "Do you still remember that I told you that I wanted to give you a drop of blood?"

Prajna stood up respectfully and said, "Remember!"

"I'll give it to you now!"

The ferry monk's eyebrows split open suddenly, and a drop of bright red blood slowly floated out of it, directly reaching Banruo's eyebrows, and then turned into a red light, disappearing suddenly.

This is soul blood!

The blood of the soul is not an illusion in a dream, but a drop of blood that really exists in the soul. It can be said that this drop of soul blood contains everything in life and is the foundation of life.

Now, when the ferry monk gave this drop of soul blood to Prajna, it was equivalent to giving him his own life!

With the disappearance of this drop of blood, the ferryman collapsed on the ground as if all his strength had been drained, and Banruo hurriedly reached out to help him, but he waved his hand and refused, with a gratified expression on his face. With a smile, he muttered to himself: "The task is completed, brother, I'm here!"

"Crack!"

At the same time as the voice fell, a crack appeared on the ferry monk's soul. Immediately afterwards, the cracks became more and more dense, just like broken porcelain.

When all the cracks gathered together, the ferry monk's soul finally exploded lightly, and also turned into countless golden light spots, floating up into the sky!