Bottomless Pitfall Immortal Pond Outside the Blackwater Palace, above the bottomless abyss, the Blackstone Ancestor and the demon immortal named the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord are facing each other in the distance.
The two immortals accompanying them stood behind them. Behind the Black Stone Patriarch were thirty-six Daluo Golden Immortals and more than 20,000 Taiyi Golden Immortals.
Behind the Four-Eyed Immortal are eight Daluo Jinxian and more than 3,000 Taiyi Jinxian.
This only shows that the power of the Black Stone Ancestor is much greater than that of the Four-Eyed Immortal Monarch. They are both demon giants in the Ice Hell, but the strength of the Four-Eyed Immortal Monarch is still far from enough to compete with the Black Stone Ancestor.
But the actions of the Black Stone Patriarch were really too embarrassing for the Four-Eyed Immortal Monarch. He immediately took out the Four-Eyed Immortal Monarch's heart at the first disagreement. If the Four-Eyed Immortal Monarch didn't react strongly, his heart would be destroyed in a few days.
The territory will be annexed by others, and he personally will be crushed by the attacking monsters.
Ice Hell is a place where only the strong have the right to survive. The weak can only become victims and a stepping stone for others.
Reaching out and touching the heart area that was pierced by the Black Stone Patriarch just now, the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord suddenly sneered: "Black Stone Patriarch, you are too domineering. If it weren't for my profound Taoism, I wouldn't have been taken out by you if it were an ordinary person.
If you lose your heart, wouldn’t it be..."
The Blackstone Ancestor Jie Jie smiled strangely. He intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the Menghua Ancestor who was watching the battle, and proudly interrupted the opponent's words: "Stop talking nonsense, isn't it just a blood oath battle? Three games will determine the outcome.
Whoever loses one more game will wipe his own neck, hehe, clean and tidy!"
Raising his head arrogantly, the Black Stone Ancestor laughed wildly and said: "Ancestor hates people the most in my life when someone overpowers me!"
The demon giant who was watching the battle knew very well that the words of the Blackstone Patriarch were directed at the Menghua Patriarch.
Ancestor Menghua laughed softly a few times, clapped his hands gently and said: "Okay, okay, with so many fellow Taoists testifying, I would like to ask you two to make a charter. In this blood oath battle, both sides will fight three times.
, whoever loses two games will destroy his soul, soul, or..."
The ancestor of the Black Stone stared at the Four-Eyed Immortal with a cold smile and said: "Or you can become a slave! Ancestor, I choose this option! Whoever loses will be the slave of the other party and will never be freed. Hehe, the Four-Eyed Immortal.
, Ancestor wants you to be Ancestor’s concubine!”
All the monsters watching the battle changed their colors. They were used to killing and being killed. They didn't know how many blood oath battles had been carried out. But no one had ever touched the conditions like the Blackstone Patriarch.
Been there! It has been heard for a long time that the ancestors of Black Stone can't help but take advantage of both men and women. There is a bit of mystery in their eyes when they look at the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord.
The Four-Eyed Immortal Lord's body also trembled, and he instinctively reached out and touched his buttocks.
In the blink of an eye, he came back to his senses. Doesn't this already mean that he is afraid of the other party? The face of the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord turned red from holding back, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Okay, I will comply with your Black Stone's conditions! Hehe, if you are
If it falls into my hands, I will also eat your good fruit!"
The Black Stone Ancestor also laughed a few times, and walked over to the clouds. With the testimony of the Menghua Ancestor and a group of demon giants, he and the Four-Eyed Immortal made a blood oath in the blood oath battle, using a special weapon
The bone magic knife cut open the palm of his hand, and he let out a vicious blood oath.
The blood oath battle is a unique decisive battle method for the demons in the Ice Hell.
The two sides made a blood oath and agreed on three gambling battles. One of them was naturally a decisive battle between the two sides' masters, and the other two were the battles between the subordinates agreed by both sides. Either the Daluo Jinxian or Taiyi who were subordinates of both sides.
Golden Immortals, or even Golden Immortals and Heavenly Immortals, each side will send out an agreed number of people to compete in a battle of life and death, and the final outcome of this game will be determined by the number of wins and losses.
Whoever wins two out of three games wins.
There are other changes. For example, the main leader of the duel, Blackstone Patriarch, if his subordinates lose two games in a row and he defeats the opponent in the duel, then he will be eligible to apply for an additional match. It is up to the subordinates to play a game to determine the final outcome.
Generally speaking, the Blood Oath War preserved some of the vitality of the Ice Hell, preventing the demons here from exterminating the Miao inheritance due to the numerous demons attacking each other. The victory or defeat of the two major forces was determined by a small-scale duel. Win or lose, this can be considered a more civilized method.
Otherwise, if they are like the Blackstone Patriarch and the Menghua Patriarch, who easily kill and injure the billions of demons under each other's command, it won't be long before all the demons in the Ice Hell will be wiped out by these demon giants.
According to the agreement between the Black Stone Patriarch and the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord, each side will send out three Daluo Jinxian and nine Taiyi Jinxian for gambling. The first is the gambling fight between the three Daluo Jinxian. Whichever side wins two games first will win. This is a gambling fight.
Although the winner has won one point, the loser also has their advantage - for the remaining nine Taiyi Golden Immortals, the loser's subordinates will choose their opponents from the winner's subordinates. Gained another advantage.
Having sworn a blood oath battle, the Black Stone Ancestor returned to his original position with a smile. He whispered to the accompanying demons behind him and said ferociously: "This four-eyed junior dares to speak arrogant words and challenge the old man in a blood oath battle." Ancestor, Ancestor can kill them and others with just one palm of his hand, but he cannot lose this face!"
Swallowing his mouth, the Black Stone Ancestor said in a pitiful tone: "You must use all your strength to kill all the disciples of this junior generation. Hey, wait until the Ancestor gets this four-eyed junior to the bed. If Xianyu is dead, it will naturally benefit you!"
Licking his lips, a flash of crazy obscenity flashed in the eyes of the Black Stone Ancestor. He seemed to be looking at the pork waiting for a knife on the chopping board. He smiled strangely and nodded towards the Four-Eyed Immortal. Not to be outdone, the Four-Eyed Immortal said to him The Black Stone Ancestor laughed ferociously a few times, turned around and gave instructions to his followers.
Gu Xiechen stood far behind with his arms folded. He had no interest in working for the Blackstone Ancestor. He just looked up and down at the Bottomless Pit Immortal Pond and the Blackwater Temple, wondering why the old demon Menghua wanted to summon Han. Ice Hell Ten Thousand Monsters Gathering.
Is it possible that the old demon Menghua wants to be the Lord of all demons in the Ice Hell? This is a good opportunity to achieve something in the chaos of ancient evil dust!
Zhehua was murmuring with Siren from the side.
The ancestor of the Black Stone who was undermining the evil spirit of Zhe Hua was really out of his mind. He could clearly kill the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord with one palm, but he insisted on wasting time in a blood oath battle.
Siren's analysis is more reliable. The Blackstone Patriarch is not afraid of the challenge raised by the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord. He intends to use the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord to slap the Menghua Patriarch's face - if the Menghua Patriarch Zheng'er Bajing invites him The guests who came became the "concubines" of the Blackstone Ancestor, and this slap was a firm slap on the Menghua Ancestor's face. Because of the blood oath curse, the Menghua Ancestor wanted to help. The Four-Eyed Immortal Lord has no excuse!
I just don’t know where the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord got his courage. The Blackstone Patriarch pierced his chest with one claw so easily and took out his heart. The gap in strength between the two sides was so obvious. He actually still had the courage to compete with the Blackstone Patriarch. Fight?
Of course, the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord can comfort himself. Maybe he is not good at physical training. Maybe the Blackstone Ancestor specializes in physical training. Maybe it is because he does not believe that someone dares to act recklessly in the Blackwater Temple, so he suddenly attacks at close range. The Immortal Lord with Eyes was right. But this could not conceal the strength gap between the two. Why was the Immortal Lord with Four Eyes so confident?
After about half a cup of tea, a demon immortal who was a first-level Daluo Golden Immortal slowly flew out from the side of the Four-Eyed Immortal. Looking at the appearance of this demon, it seemed to be a different species of green-striped golden-winged fly.
A ghost. A hazy purple air surged above his head, and there was a looming shadow of a fly with a radius of several feet above it. Occasionally, his wings flapped, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air around him, and several black space cracks flashed faintly.
And passed.
With the cultivation level of a first-grade Daluo Jinxian who can tear open the space of the Ice Hell, this green-patterned golden-winged fly obviously has some kind of alien talent inheritance in its bloodline.
The ancestor of Black Stone looked up to the sky and laughed a few times indifferently. His old god raised his fingers and randomly assigned a white tiger spirit who was a middle-grade Daluo Jinxian under his sect to step on the cloud to meet him.
The golden-winged fly was only three feet tall. He was thin and withered, but wore an empty black robe. It looked as if a gust of wind could blow him away. The white tiger spirit was about three feet tall, with muscles all over his body.
A huge force of power faintly overflowed, and when it moved, the surrounding void shook.
Apart from a strange-shaped dagger that was only half a foot long in Golden Wing Fly's hand, which still looked dazzling and somewhat magical, there was basically nothing eye-catching about him - his Taoist robe.
It is still a low-grade immortal weapon. This is tatters that only immortals would wear. It would be embarrassing for a majestic Luo Jinxian to still wear a low-grade immortal weapon.
But this white tiger spirit has a faint glow of treasure all over his body. His suit of armor is a top-grade immortal weapon, and the giant ax in his hand is a top-grade fairy weapon. Although they are both relatively shabby items among top-grade and top-grade immortal weapons, their quality is...
Far more than what the golden-winged fly wears.
The Menghua Ancestor laughed a few times and clapped his hands gently. Several streaks of black air rose into the sky from the rapidly rotating sea below, turning into a transparent air barrier with a radius of hundreds of miles, locking the White Tiger Spirit and the Golden Winged Fly.
Wrapped tightly inside.
This black energy seems to be thin, but it is the concentrated power of the water source that sinks into the immortal pond at its feet. It has been refined with the magical power of the ancestor Menghua. It has amazing defensive power. Even the top-grade Daluo Jinxian has extremely difficulty breaking through this energy.
The protection of the barrier, let alone the two demons in front of me?
The white tiger spirit approached the golden-winged fly with a ferocious smile. He laughed wildly and insulted: "What's the matter? Are you the only one in your master's sect who has trash like you?"
The Black Stone Patriarch was impatient to spend more time with the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord. He shouted sternly: "What are you making noise about? Start!"
The white tiger spirit trembled, and the giant ax in his hand immediately flew out, turning into a huge ax shadow with a radius of ten miles and hitting the golden wing fly's head. The white tiger spirit even roared, sucking out all the air around it, and turned it into a
An air cannonball the size of a human head was carefully aimed at the golden wing fly.
Lest the Golden Wing Fly avoid his attack, the White Tiger Spirit waved his hands, and the white tiger hairs around him suddenly flew out of his body, turning into countless white sharp arrows and shooting at the Golden Wing Fly with a harsh sound of breaking through the air. He
There were at least hundreds of thousands of tiger hairs on his body. With this shot, the entire space within the air barrier was immediately covered with white arrow light.
The middle-grade Daluo Jinxian was destined to win against the first-grade Daluo Jinxian. The White Tiger Spirit also attacked with all its strength, and its momentum was even more astonishing.
In Gu Xiechen's view, the few spells performed by the White Tiger Spirit were crude and crude, and they were just arrogant tricks to defeat others with force. However, none of the immortals and monsters in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths seemed to have any particularly brilliant divine channeling techniques. The White Tiger Spirit's
A few tricks, but it still looks pretty good.
It was too late, but it was too late. Ax shadows, air cannonballs and countless arrows made of tiger hair hit the Golden Wing Fly almost at the same time.
The golden-winged fly did not defend itself at all. His immortal body suddenly exploded. The ax shadow in the air, the air cannonballs on his chest and the tiger-hair arrows attacking from all directions were all knocked back by the shock wave generated by the self-destruction of his immortal body.
Several miles away, a small gap no more than three feet wide suddenly appeared between the golden wing fly and the white tiger spirit.
The soul of the golden-winged fly that self-destructed into an immortal body turned into a fly the size of a fist. He actually used the Yuan Shen Sword Technique, which was considered an exquisite sword skill even in ancient times. The whole soul was attached to that place.
The small flying sword with its gleaming handle turned into a torrent of sword waterfall that was hundreds of miles long, with dozens of thin and dense space cracks, and suddenly shot in front of the white tiger spirit.
A magnificent flame wrapped around the torrent of the sword waterfall. The flame was in seven colors, emitting a frightening aura of destruction.
"Hey! He ignited his soul and made a fatal blow! This fly is a dead man!"
Gu Xiechen touched his palms in admiration and applauded that there was such a resolute person in the sect of the Four-Eyed Immortal Monarch.
Ancestor Blackstone's eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and the many demons under his sect were even more agitated.
The sound of flesh shattering was so clear. The white tiger spirit's tall and strong body was torn open by a sword, and countless blood spurted out. A wisp of his soul rushed up, turned into a white tiger shadow, and was about to face the Black Stone Ancestor.
Flee back.
If the white tiger had a clearer mind, the power of his soul would be hundreds of times stronger than that of the golden winged fly. If he had to fight back with a desperate attack, it would be enough to kill the golden winged fly on the spot. But the white tiger spirit whose body was suddenly destroyed was so frightened that the golden winged fly could be killed.
They were all torn apart. He didn't have the consciousness to fight for his life at all. He just instinctively wanted to escape under the warm and safe wings of the Blackstone Ancestor.
The air barrier formed by the black energy of the Immortal Pond shook slightly, causing the white tiger's soul to bounce back.
Ancestor Menghua sneered lightly and said: "The blood oath battle will last until the death!"
The golden-winged fly spontaneously ignited its soul, sacrificed its soul's original power, sacrificed its Taoist realm, and turned into a shocking sword waterfall that passed through the white tiger soul of the white tiger spirit. The sword waterfall shattered the white tiger spirit's soul and tore it apart.
He took away the origin of his soul and turned it into countless pure soul powers that were sprayed everywhere.
Golden Wing Fly stopped the secret technique, and his Taoist skills suddenly dropped to the middle level of Taiyi Golden Immortal. He opened his mouth crazily to devour the power of the white tiger spirit's soul. His seriously damaged soul recovered quickly, and he waited until he swallowed all the power of the white tiger spirit's soul.
, his soul was not only restored as before, but also several times stronger than before.
The Black Stone Ancestor's face became extremely stiff, and he just stared at the Four-Eyed Immortal Lord with a sinister look.
The Four-Eyed Immortal's four narrow eyes narrowed into a straight line, he applauded reservedly, and came forward to welcome the Golden Winged Fly back to the formation.
In front of so many demon giants, the Black Stone Ancestor lost a huge face. He was so angry that he was trembling all over. With a finger, he pointed out another middle-level Da Luo Jinxian demon immortal under his sect, who had an ugly head.
The ancient tree spirit was sent out.
This ancient tree spirit is tall and thin, about five feet tall. It has only one eye the size of a basin on its pointed head, and only one leg under its body, but it has eight arms. This ancient tree spirit is tall and thin.
The tree spirit wore a set of iron-black armor, but it was a precious treasure made from the bark of his own tree.
Gu Xiechen's spiritual consciousness swept over this ancient tree spirit. Not to mention the body of this tree spirit is extremely powerful. His body should be the alien iron pine on the Iron Water Black Rock Mountain. Therefore, his body is strong and powerful, but he is afraid of all kinds of fire-attribute spells and magic weapons.
attack.
But what is surprising is that what this tree spirit practices is not demonic magic, but a very good Buddhist Zen technique.
After the Great Snow Mountain War, Gu Xiechen learned various Buddhist Zen techniques from Monkey and Fuya Ming. He recognized at a glance that the tree spirit practiced it as a young practitioner of the Pratyekabuddha lineage introduced by Monkey.
Although the meditation technique does not have the power to save all sentient beings, it does have the magical power to transcend oneself.
The lineage of Buddhism of Pratyekabuddha is said to be one that cannot be caught in fire, cannot be drowned in water, cannot be cut by a knife, and cannot be injured by an axe. It is a Zen skill that can be used to heal the body alone.
With the physical strength of this tree spirit and the Pratyekabuddha Small Meditation Meditation skill he has practiced, the defense power of this tree spirit cannot be underestimated.
This tree spirit is also cunning. When he slowly flew out on the clouds, he intentionally or unintentionally spit out a few wisps of poisonous wind and poisonous gas, bringing up a few wisps of colorful poisonous mist and demonic clouds. Opposite the four-eyed Immortal Lord, who was very proud of himself.
When he saw this ancient tree spirit, he immediately waved his hand, and the most powerful fire dragon spirit under his command, who had the peak cultivation level of the Daluo Golden Immortal, immediately stepped out of the clouds.
The fire dragon spirit held a huge dragon head on its head, with red scales all over its body, and the whole body was covered with balls of fire. A set of exquisite red armor tightly wrapped his strong body, and he held a handle
A red square-shaped halberd was painted on the sky, and large red sparks were being sprayed out from the head of the halberd.
Ancestor Menghua smiled indifferently, and with one finger he created another air barrier to wrap around the two demon immortals.
The ancient tree spirit nodded angrily towards the fire dragon spirit and said, "Fellow Taoist, please show mercy."
The fire dragon spirit looked down at the ancient tree spirit with satisfaction, and said coldly: "Now that we are here, let's just settle down with our destiny. In the blood oath battle, we will fight to the death, how can we show mercy?"
With a snort, the ancient tree spirit slowly pulled out two wooden hammers the size of water tanks, and slammed the wooden hammers against each other, making a loud "snap" sound.
The fire dragon spirit glanced at the two black wooden hammers with disdain, and shook the halberd in the sky with his hand, which immediately caused the sky to be filled with sparks. Sparks the size of mung beans exploded in the air, turning into countless fire crows the size of fists.
The overwhelming crowd rushed towards the ancient tree spirit.
These fire crows are all red, but there is a deep black purple in the belly. They are obviously the fire elites with frighteningly high temperatures. As soon as the fire crows come out, the air barrier is filled with fire, and large fire clouds rise up, and the ancient trees
The two wooden hammers in Jing's hand suddenly burst into flames.
The ancient tree spirit seemed to be suddenly stunned. He exclaimed something bad and threw away the two burning wooden hammers, which were scurrying around like headless flies.
The fire dragon spirit laughed "haha" and commanded countless fire crows to chase after them. The fire crows all over the sky gathered into a raging fire dragon and rushed towards the ancient tree spirit.
Gu Xiechen shook his head and said calmly: "I'm dead!"
Zhehua and Siren nodded in agreement. The ancient tree spirit had already slipped and suddenly rushed in front of the fire dragon spirit.
Six heavy arms roared out with a touch of Buddha's glow, and hit the fire dragon spirit's chest heavily.
The demon immortals on Blackstone Patriarch's side suddenly cheered, followed by screams of surprise.
