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　 　But Luo Fu himself was somewhat dissatisfied.

In the end, the Yin-Yang Mirror has a mirror surface limitation. Those blood-winged black mosquitoes who were lucky not to be illuminated by the black mirror surface, although they still could not get close to Luo Fu's body, they became the fish that slipped through the net.

I don't know how many blood-winged black mosquitoes, each of them is like the blood god son of the ancestor of Ming He, but if a blood-winged black mosquito escapes, maybe one day in the future, this mosquito Taoist can make a comeback .

While still playing the Yin-Yang Mirror to deal with Daoist Mosquito, Luo Fu also sacrificed twenty-four Dinghaizhu, which he is best at, at the same time.

Twenty-four pearls the size of the belly of the fingers, as soon as they flew, they rose up against the storm.In the blink of an eye, it turned into twenty-four bright moons reflecting the entire sea of ​​blood.

The dazzling moonlight poured down, and in the sea of ​​blood, the monstrous waves of blood were instantly frozen in place as if they had been frozen in time.

The moment Daoist Mosquito was also offering sacrifices to Dinghaizhu, he suddenly felt that he could no longer draw power from the sea of ​​blood and restore his mana.

As a creature born in the sea of ​​​​blood, although Daoist Mosquito is not as good as the ancestor of Ming He in all aspects, but in some ways, the two are the same.That is the utilization of the nether blood sea.

The old ancestor of Styx took a step and almost became the incarnation of the sea of ​​blood.The sea of ​​blood does not dry up, and the Styx does not die.

At this point, Daoist Mosquito is naturally inferior to the ancestor of Ming He, but as long as she is in the sea of ​​blood, she can continuously absorb the power of the sea of ​​blood and use it to restore her own mana.It can be said that in the sea of ​​blood in the nether world, Daoist Mosquito is not afraid of war of attrition at all.

No matter how much mana is lost, there is a vast sea of ​​blood, and it can be replenished in an instant.

But now, when Dinghaizhu flew up, everything in the sea of ​​blood was firmly fixed to death in an instant.

Even Old Ancestor Ming He couldn't help but change his face at this moment.He said in awe: "Ding Haizhu can not only fix the four seas, but also affect the sea of ​​​​blood in the netherworld?"

At the same time, Luo Fu, who sacrificed two magic weapons to deal with Daoist Mosquito, had a lot of spare time to respond to Old Ancestor Ming He.

"The sea is fixed by the sea. Although this place is the sea of ​​blood, the sea of ​​blood is also the sea!!"

Luo Fu's words immediately made Styx's ancestors speechless.

A deep meaning flashed quietly in the eyes of the Pingxin Lady.It seems that through Luo Fu's manipulation of Ding Haizhu, he thought of something.

When Dinghaizhu's five colors of light were pushed to the extreme by Luo Fu.The terrible killing from Guanghui finally showed its hideous fangs.

Under the strong five-color light, countless blood-winged black mosquitoes seemed to be irradiated by the real fire of the sun at close range.The body suddenly burst into flames, and was instantly burned to fly ashes.

The movement of a blood-winged black mosquito being burned to death is naturally not very eye-catching.But now, the dead are not hundreds or thousands, but a large number of blood-winged black mosquitoes that cannot be counted.

The dazzling five-color ray of light recklessly enveloped the entire sea of ​​blood in the netherworld. No matter how amazing the mouthparts of Daoist Mosquito were, at this moment, there was absolutely no room for him to use it. He could only use Ding Haizhu's five-color ray of light and the black death light of the Yin-Yang mirror. Hard to support.

Whether it is Ping Xin or the ancestor of Ming He, at this time, it can be seen that the moment when Dao Moshen is dead and the Dao disappears, it is not far away.

"Ancestor Minghe!!" Daoist Mosquito also noticed this, and under the threat of her body's death and her soul being dissipated, she roared unwillingly: "Do you really want the fish to die and the net to break?"

"Humph!" Ancestor Ming He snorted coldly and said proudly: "The fish will die and the net will not break! At this moment, there is a friend Luo Fu here, even if you come from the same source as me, and have the help of the sea of ​​​​blood, you will still be There is no escape from this disaster!"

"I won't make you feel better!" Under the threat of death, Daoist Mosquito had no scruples at all. The figure of the loli wearing a black slim robe suddenly exploded and turned into countless blood-winged black mosquitoes.A swarm of bees flew towards the old lair of the ancestor of Ming He.

"Fellow Daoist, take action quickly, don't let this scorpion escape!" Ancestor Ming He's heart tightened, and he hurriedly reminded...  

Whether it's Luo Fu, Ping Xin or his Styx ancestor, Daoist Mosquito's means can't threaten them.

But the Asuras in the sea of ​​blood are different.

It really made Asura run into these blood-winged black mosquitoes, I'm afraid that in an instant, I don't know how many Asuras will be reduced to the food for mosquitoes to feast on.

The Ashura family is not only about the ancestor Ming He himself, but even Pingxin is a little nervous at this time.

Who let Hou Tu, in order to compensate the ancestors of Ming He, set out one of the six cycles of reincarnation for the Asuras when they opened up the Six Paths of Reincarnation?

Once the Asura tribe suffers heavy losses, it will affect the entire underworld's six realms of reincarnation!

Even if Luo Fu and others are quasi-sages, they can't bear the karma that destroys the reincarnation of the six realms.

It is clear that Daoist Mosquito, who is going to be killed, obviously doesn't care about any causal force.Luo Fu and others can not.

"Don't panic, the two of you, let's see what I do." With a confident smile, above Luo Fu's head, the [-]-round bright moon-like Dinghaizhu constantly circling, the essence of the five-colored light suddenly changed.

In the next moment, the entire sea of ​​ghostly blood seemed to come alive.

No wind and waves.

Covering the sky and the waves of blood, it was like a high wall, blocking the way of Daoist Mosquito.There is a sea of ​​blood on one side, rising out of thin air on the sea.

In the blink of an eye, a cage was formed that tightly sealed Daoist Mosquito.

At the feet of the four sides of the cage, all were blessed by Dinghaizhu, like a copper wall and an iron wall, filthy and viscous blood.

Although there is no blockage above, there is Luofu waiting for the yin-yang mirror and Dinghaizhu at the same time.

At this moment, Daoist Mosquito's death period is approaching!

With Dinghaizhu's action of banning mosquitoes, the yin-yang mirror and Dinghaizhu's five-color ray of light erupted without reservation.

With a terrifying brilliance that made people's eyes disappear in a flash.

After a while, the bloody waves that lost the blessing of Dinghaizhu slowly fell silent again in the sea of ​​blood.

I saw that above the sky, Luo Fu had already put away the Dinghaizhu and the Yin-Yang Mirror at some point in the sky. At this moment, he was groping for a sharp short thorn in his hand that looked as if polished by a swarthy beautiful jewel.

This short thorn, like a hairpin, is like a thick needle.Faintly revealed a bit of a terrifying atmosphere. .

Chapter 278

"Is this thing the mouthpart of the Daoist Mosquito?" Ancestor Ming He came to Luo Fu's side in the blink of an eye, looked at the short thorn in Luo Fu's hand, and said with a bit of envy in his tone.

"Since this Daoist Mosquito fell into Luo Fu's hands, then this thing should belong to Luo Fu." Ping Xin followed closely behind and appeared on the other side of Luo Fu, with a bit of warning in his eyes to look at the ancestor Ming He.It seemed to remind him not to covet this mouthpart.

Old Ancestor Ming He seemed a little unhappy, pouted his lips, and said, "How can I be such a short-sighted person? Besides, this time I personally invited Daoist Luofu to come to kill this Daoist Mosquito, so why would I care? The harvest of Daoist Luofu. However, this thing is too peaceful, please use Daoist Luofu with caution.”

The corners of his mouth twitched flatly, and he looked at Ming He strangely, and said, "Is there a harmony between the heavens? Apart from your ancestor Ming He, I have never heard of anyone else's methods being more brutal than yours."

The former ancestor of Ming He, fierce and powerful, was not boasting.Instead, one after another cultivator, after becoming the blood god son under his command, was gradually established by killing one after another.

It can be said that after the end of the Demon Dao dispute, Hongjun Daozu 19 established the authentic identity of Xuanmen, and the ancestor of Minghe was the most brutal existence in the flood.

This is evident from the establishment of the killing sect that slaughtered all sentient beings.

Although these are not the actions of the evil corpse, since the evil corpse carries the karma of the Styx River, it was cut out by Luo Fu.

Then, he's done with this pot.

Seeing that Ancestor Ming He was not talking, she felt confident that her warning had played a role.

"What is the origin of this Daoist Mosquito? It's just a mere Taiyi Jinxian, so he has such a fierce power?"

Pingxin asked with a little curiosity in his heart.

Daoist Mosquito's previous approach really subverted the peaceful world view.

Just a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal, facing three quasi-sages, even if they occupy the location of the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, it is still enough to make people feel incredible.

"Although this Daoist Mosquito was born in the sea of ​​​​netherworld blood, it is of the same origin as me. But her heels and feet are extremely extraordinary." Ancestor Ming He explained: "As far as I know, Daoist Mosquito is the blood of the ancient Hongmeng beasts. Winged black mosquito. However, it seems that it can be traced back to before the opening of the world."

"Could it be that this Daoist Mosquito is a former Chaos Demon God?" Pingxin asked in surprise.

Chaos Demon God's heels are almost at the top of the wild.The only one who can win a little bit is the authentic Sanqing of Pangu.Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches are only different at this point.

Even, in so many years in the underworld, Ping Xin had heard a rumor that was not true or false.

Even Hongjun Daozu, who has established the orthodoxy of Xuanmen, is a former Chaos Demon God.

From this, it can be seen that the Chaos Demon God is terrifying and terrifying.

Although when Pangu opened the sky, there were [-] chaotic demon gods blocking each other, but [-] was just an approximation.It's as if the three thousand avenues that come from opening their mouths in the communication between monks are also approximate.It's not that it was nailed to three thousand.

As for the number of Chaos Demon Gods back then, no one knows.

Because, all creatures born in chaos can be regarded as chaos demons.But the strength is strong and weak.

The strong are naturally famous.The weak, I'm afraid it is only the level of being trampled to death by Pangu's foot during the process of Pangu's opening of the sky.

The story of Kaitian is too long ago, and I am afraid that no one can trace it back.

Regarding the origin of Daoist Mosquito, Luo Fu and the ancestor of Ming He only knew that she used to be a traveler.

Unfortunately, when he was about to come to this world, he was directly blinded by the way of heaven.Even a man whose gender has changed from his previous life has transformed into a black-clothed little loli before.

After dealing with Daoist Mosquito, Ping Xin didn't seem to want Luo Fu to have too much friendship with the ancestor Ming He.

He directly ignored the expression of Ancestor Ming He and invited Luo Fu to the Hall of Pingxin.

The ancestors of Ming He and Luo Fu were naturally happy to see this happen.

The longer the relationship between the two of them is concealed, the greater the benefit.Because only when no one can guess, the trump card of the relationship between the two can be reap the greatest benefits.

Even before that, you can take this opportunity to get a lot of benefits first.

For example, Luo Fu in the Hall of Pingxin and Ancestor Ming He in the Sea of ​​Nether Blood, at this moment, one is facing the solicitation of Pingxin, and the other is facing the bewitchment of mysterious visitors.

Peace of mind not to mention here.

At this moment, the sea of ​​blood in the nether world, in the base camp of the Styx Killing Sect.

The immeasurable Buddha's light illuminates the four directions, and even this filthy and bloody sea of ​​blood, under the golden Buddha's light, seems to be transformed into a peaceful and peaceful land of bliss.

"Damn thief bald." Styx, who had just sent Luo Fu and Empress Pingxin away, was disturbed by this dazzling and peaceful Buddha's light before he was happy with the points gained after killing Daoist Mosquito.

Abi Yuantu, with one hand.Stepping on the red lotus of Karma under his feet, Ancestor Ming He left the hall with murderous aura.

Going to the sea of ​​​​blood not far away, a monk wearing a light yellow robe, with a bright bald head, a circle of merit and virtue, shadows the back of his head.

"Amitabha, the little monk has seen the ancestor of Minghe!"

Seeing this monk's moment, Ancestor Ming He's heart suddenly tightened.

This thief is bald, obviously it does not match the name of the great power of the Western religion in the mind of the ancestor Ming He.

At this juncture where the consecration of the gods is gradually unfolding, it seems that in the Western religion, there are only two Western sages who have been walking in the wild. Besides, regardless of the two people who established the Western religion, the members of the Western religion contain people who have heard of it. .

"Who are you little thief bald? Come to me to spread the Buddha's light in the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld. Even your sect master can't save me. Do you still want to save the living beings in the sea of ​​blood?" Oh to.

"Old Ancestor has been thinking too much. This time, the little monk came to be stationed in hell. From now on, hell is not empty, and I swear that I will not become enlightened! In the future, I will live next to my ancestor. I also ask my ancestors to forgive me!"

Ancestor Ming He's eyes narrowed and he blurted out, "Are you Jizo?"

In the eyes of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the light flashed instantly.

"I don't want to, the little monk has never traveled in the wilderness. He has been cultivating under the teacher's mentor. The ancestors even knew about the little monk."

"Which saint are you under?"

Ksitigarbha King Bodhisattva, how could the ancestor of Minghe not know.