First Son-in-law

A word lightly, but very arrogant!

If you want to talk to the holy demon, you can see that the old Dugu demon is glorious.

Qin Li was also curious, no longer anxious, put his sword into its sheath, and just waited.

A few quarters later.

The dust settled for a big battle.

Thirty thousand magic repairs were completely surrounded and suppressed.

Zhenyue and the others are great heroes, but there are only a thousand people left in the right way.

But the blood did not return to the madness, exhausted all kinds of secret techniques, communicated with the great world of gods and demons beyond billions of time and space.

at last!

The purple beam of light trembled.

The sky was stained with blood, and the earth shook.

An ancient and magnificent will descended to despise all beings.

The world has changed.

The black mist of Mass Burial Hill was swept away.

The entire sky was dyed blood, glowing with a mysterious brilliance.

"You are dead, I have communicated with the holy demon." The blood is not returning, the breath is sluggish, and the expression is pale, but he jumps with excitement.

The altar of bones stands above the lake of blood. This is the lake of sin that has slaughtered thousands of demons, monsters and monks, and floating bones. Now the water level is dropping at a very fast speed.

What followed was an ancient will, with the charm of indefatigable and forbidden rebellion, descended to the world, despising all beings.

Everyone present felt this evil and disgusting power.

"The sky has changed!"

Qin Li stared at the sky with a cold face.

On one side of the **** sky, a purple glow appeared, making it even more fascinating.

Afterwards, all the rays of light converged, and the purple light, blood, and light mixed into one, turning into a purple pupil and blood eye, embedded in the void, and deriving many tiny blood streaks, all of which were scars, flowing with holy glory.

"Meet the holy demon!"

The blood did not return to kneel on the ground, his eyes frenzied.

"What is the so-called, what do you want?" Zitong's **** eyes let out a voice.

The blood did not return and said quickly: "Please also ask the holy demon to grant a drop of holy blood to help me kill these thieves."

Zi Tong Xueyan shifted his gaze, looked at Zhenyue, Xiaolong, Ye Huanling and other monsters, and was surprised.

When he saw Qin Li stepping into the Five Prisons, he said in amazement: "The magical powers of the Five Prisons, strange! Wait a minute, you are..."

"long time no see."

Dugu Old Demon's voice was normal.

"Five Hell Lords, you are not dead!"

Zitong's **** eyes were shocked, and his eyes flickered, astonished:

"No, you should be called the old five prison demon king. I didn't expect you to hide in the Qianyuan Great World and survived successfully."

Old Demon Dugu said indifferently: "Listen to what you mean, my rebel has become the new Five Hell Demon, and the speed of progress is really amazing. He will catch up with me in a few decades."

"Your brain is pretty funny!" Zitong **** eyes smiled strangely: "Ten thousand years have passed since you failed to become a holy. Although the new five prison demon is not as good as you, it wins because of loyalty and an obedient dog. "

Hear the words.

Old Demon Dugu was silent.

He has been asleep since he was injured.

With the help of the five-color flower, he drifted in nothingness for a long, long time, completely unable to feel the loss of time.

Until he fell into the fairy country and was obtained by Qin Li, he was awakened after several urges.

Old Demon Dugu always thought that he had only slept for a few decades, and he could not imagine that everything was right and wrong after tens of thousands of years of sleep.

"Sooner or later, I will return to the world of gods and demons, and have **** revenge."

"Haha! What are you talking about again."

Zitong's **** eyes laughed and said, "You are full of distracting thoughts and stubbornly past, so when proving the Dao, your heart will become a catastrophe, and you will never be sanctified. We only used a little trick to make you die. How do you get revenge? "

Qin Li listened to the side, with turbulent waves in his heart, loneliness and invincibility once hit the holy realm, does this mean that he is a half-step saint, more powerful than he thought, no wonder the methods are so superb.

"I am today not the past; I have let go of the things of the past; however, I must never stop the matter of revenge." Old Demon Dugu said.

"Okay! Just let me see what you have made in the past ten thousand years?"

The purple pupil blood shadow collapsed inwardly.

All the brilliance gathers a little, condensed the essence.

In the end it turned into a drop of purple gold holy blood, only the size of a soybean, but it contained the mighty power to penetrate the mountains and crash the islands.

With a squeak, the holy blood was embedded in the **** eyebrows, causing him to soar in combat power, with no joy or sorrow in his eyes: "This physical body is barely usable, enough to crush your remnant soul."

"Blood won't return and be possessed!" Qin Li hurriedly swallowed a few treasure pill as he approached the enemy, and wanted to give up his life.

After all, the opposite is the will of the holy demon, and he can't tolerate slight contempt and underestimation.

"You retreat, this is my battle."

The old Demon Dugu was full of soul power, reaching the strength of the late Nirvana.

"Slaughter the universe!" There is no nonsense about the blood not returning, the one shot is a destructive trick, splashing blood, and dyeing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

This is a brutal force to the extreme. Where the blood is shrouded in light, all living creatures burst open, transpiring blood mist.

These arrogances of Qin Li were okay, but the remaining 1,000 righteous monks were already seriously injured, and now all of them burst into death.

"Five Emperor Huagai!"

Dugu old demon raised the sky with one hand.

The five-color brilliance burst out, turning into a five-color umbrella.

Above the umbrella surface, a picture of five hells was drawn, evil spirits wailing, bones piled up, and five gods, suppressing hell, and at the same time propping up a blue sky to resist the **** light.

"The Shura Blood Demon Knife!" The blood is not returned is very cruel, and he raised his hand, thousands of righteous flesh and blood cast a **** scimitar with serrated blades, and the blade was like a scarlet ruby, engraved with Shura magic patterns.

"The spear of judgment!" A five-color rune appeared in the hands of the old Demon Dugu, mediating brilliance, and finally turned into a large pitch black spear, surrounding the five-color road marks, with a will to penetrate all things and judge sentient beings.

boom!

Knife and gun handover.

The sky and the earth roar, the mountains fall,

The levels of the two are too high, they are obviously only at the Nirvana level, and it feels like the two great laws are confronting each other.

"You are too weak!" Xuebugui chuckled, the magic knife resembling a blood-colored setting sun, with a panic of power, slashed with a few knives, killing intent horizontally and horizontally.

There is no special trick, that is, Domineering Wushuang, difficult and easy to resist.

The old demon of Dugu said nothing, a black spear was ruthless, sweeping the world, piercing the mountains and rivers, penetrating the sun and the moon... One move after another, they are all unparalleled ultimate moves, and the trembling void emerges. Layers of waves.

The rumbling sound is endless.

This area is considered ruined, the mountains are broken, the earth is powerful, and the earth and rocks are flying.

Originally this was a mysterious prototype, but the foundation was ruined by the two, and the dense black mist began to dissipate.

"This is the foundation of the saint, who moves closer to the Tao, has the power to distort the world." Qin Li was shocked to see, even if his gaze can keep up, the level of combat is beyond comprehension.

The laws of heaven and earth are all in order. These two existences seem to be fighting with swords and guns, but in fact they use the slightest force to move the strings of the law to extend a series of changes, which led to the disappearance of the mystery.

"You let me down!"

The blood does not return to the brow, purple blood pouring down the holy light.

Above the blessing of the magic knife, the power is more fierce, and it is fierce and unbreakable.

With a slash, it's like a scarlet moon piercing the sky, and its trajectory is astronomical, stunning, and hitting the gun of judgment.

Click!

There was a crisp sound.

The gun of judgment was cut off.

The magic knife drove straight in, cutting off a section of the black robe.

The black **** cloak is a superb magic weapon, but before the magic knife, it was too weak.

"Preparation is almost done, Five Hells!" Old Demon Dugu was very calm, and threw the broken spear casually, and fell on the ground, turning it into a five-color rune.

It is like a seed that falls to the ground and quickly takes root and sprouts, and the five-color **** is also rapidly expanding.

The hands of Old Demon Dugu were not chaotic and chaotic, but to ventilate water to combine the magical powers of **** with the geography of mountains and rivers.

The world turns into hell, absolutely pressure confines everything.

It was just different from the prosperity of Qin Li, the **** of Old Demon Dugu was broken, silent, full of ruin and decay, and even the towering Five Elements Palace collapsed.

"Haha! Look at this tragic situation, your supernatural powers have regressed." The blood does not return, splitting layers of obstacles, ignoring the fierceness of hell, and wanting to kill.

"No, break and stand, I'm born anew."

"Hell of despair!"

Old Demon Dugu bowed his head and sighed.

The scenery of the Five Prisons has changed drastically, and the five colors of light dim, turning into darkness, covering everything.

There is silence inside and outside the universe, and there is also a kind of creepy cold, which makes all living beings sink and shatter.

Qin Li was dumb, this magical power of **** was beyond his understanding. He just glanced at it as if the soul was dragged into it. He saw a lot of suffering, the tragic death of young girls, the suicide of his wife, the destruction of his hometown, the death of relatives and friends, the betrayal of his apprentice, the enemy. Laughing wildly, the enemy is chic, the wicked is enjoying, blood is spilled over rivers and mountains, bones are piled up into peaks...

"This is despair, it is also hell, and it is a portrayal of my life!"

Dugu old demon is isolated on the spot.

The black robe murmured and blended into the darkness.

The wind of despair swept across the audience, letting him be the gods, demons, and demon Buddhas, but he would also disperse his soul and die.

It is better than blood to return, sinking into it, and unable to extricate yourself: "Damn, you actually created a prison on the basis of the magical powers of the five prisons. From then on, you are not bound by the predecessors and opened a path to sanctification!