The ten soul-bone treasure ships retreated one step at a time, making every move. The Taoist from the Blood Peak was indeed even more crazy. His hair was stretched out all over his body, as if he had transformed into blood snakes.
Due to the movement of the treasure ship in the formation, the power of the Wuliangdutian Formation of Qiantian Liangyi was greatly reduced. Fortunately, at this time, the Blood Soul Heavenly Lord's spirit descending formation below had been broken, and there were no other demonic cultivators to restrain it. The forty people on the ship were The rest of the Golden Core cultivators can all use their full strength to help Master Jiefa fight against the blood peak.
Zhuang Wudao had stopped intervening at this time. One hundred thousand Starfire Divine Butterflies were insignificant in this battle at the level of Yuan Shen.
As long as they get even slightly closer, these fire butterflies will be completely crushed by the huge true energy.
He could only watch from a distance, watching the battle between Jiefa and Xuefeng. This battle at the soul level was rarely seen. He had long wanted to watch it carefully, but the battle just now was not clear, and Lian Xiao was not out of trouble. He As an esoteric disciple, you can't do your job without making an effort.
But just when Zhuang Wudao was looking at it, Yun'er suddenly moved again in his mind.
"Good opportunity, the sword master's blood shield can be thrown in. This is the perfect time."
"opportunity?"
Zhuang Wudao frowned, and then he remembered that time in the Lihan Heaven Realm: "Yun'er, do you mean the Wanzi Holy Fetus?"
"Exactly"
Yun'er's voice was ethereal and contained no fireworks: "This is a good opportunity for the sword master to reach the sky in one step. Most of the ten thousand sons of the holy fetus are still alive. It is the thing that King Abiping is most happy about. Especially in the Lihan Heaven Realm."
Zhuang Wudao glanced down at the blood-colored lake, especially the floating corpses of babies above the blood lake.
Then he shook his head slightly: "I killed those monks and monsters for blood sacrifice because in this world of cultivation, the weak eat the strong. There are no good people among the monks, so I don't violate my original intention. But these babies -"
After a pause in his voice, Zhuang Wudao had a look of disgust and resistance in his eyes: "Let's forget it. If I do this, how will I be any different from those demonic cultivators of the Red Spirit Three Immortals Sect?"
Yun'er didn't take it to heart that Zhuang Wudao was annoyed and unfamiliar with his words, and said leisurely: "How can the sword spirit not know the temperament of the sword master? I have a reason for letting you do this. This is merit. It’s not an evil act.”
"Huh? Is this a reconciliation?"
There was a look of surprise in Zhuang Wudao's eyes.
"That ten thousand-word altar, ten thousand blood babies, and the wronged souls of millions of people. The resentment is really too heavy, and the evil power is concentrated. This level of resentment, let alone your Lichen Sect, is like that of Liaoyuan Temple The Buddhist sect tried its best to resolve it, but it could not be resolved at its peak. And if it is not dealt with in time, the area of 1,300 miles around this place will definitely turn into a dead place within forty-nine days. I don’t know what will happen at that time. How many lives have died in disasters."
Zhuang Wudao sneered: "So why not sacrifice it to the demon lord Abiping?"
"Do you know why King Abiping was accepted by the Buddhist sect and became one of the Ten Halls of Yama?"
Before Zhuang Wudao could ask, Yun'er had already explained: "It's just because this demon lord has a certain bottom line and is not as wanton as other demon lords. For example, those blood babies have no cultivation level themselves. Apart from the fact that all of his innate energy has some value, he himself is not even qualified to transform demonic insects. If it were replaced by other demon lords, most of them would directly devour and refine them, or throw them away at will and ignore them. But it could be replaced by King Abiping. , but they can use their underworld to nourish their souls, so that these blood infants’ residual spirits can recover, and even have a chance of reincarnation in the future.”
Zhuang Wudao was stunned for a moment, and then he felt unbelievable: "According to what you said, isn't this Demon Lord a good person?"
"Good guy?"
Yun'er said coldly: "It's just a relationship between the sheep and the shepherd. The shepherd gives the sheep food and shelter, and the sheep is raised. In the end, the sheep has to be sheared, or even slaughtered for meat. What do you think?
Is this shepherd good or bad?"
Zhuang Wudao was silent, not knowing what to say.
"You must know that even if an eminent monk at the level of a Zen master takes action, the most he can do is to completely wipe out the resentful spirit of these ten thousand sons of the holy fetus, and never exist in the world. In short, if you sacrifice the blood of these ten thousand sons of the holy fetus to King Abiping,
Those resentful spirits, there is still a glimmer of hope
Opportunity to enter reincarnation. The underworld where King Abiping is located is originally the paradise of the dead and the place of reincarnation. If not, these resentful spirits will either cause harm to the world or be trapped in magic weapons for eternity.
Don’t be detached.”
When Yun'er said this, he stopped trying to persuade him and just said calmly: "That's all I've said. It's up to the sword master to decide how he chooses."
Zhuang Wudao frowned, hesitated for a few breaths, and finally sighed in his heart. It had been eight years since he met Yun'er. He knew that this sword spirit would never deceive him about this kind of thing and make him feel bad. As he said,
, must be true
Looking at the blood lake, and then thinking about the baby corpses everywhere at the bottom of the lake, Zhuang Wudao closed his eyes and said, "What should we do? There are still people in the Red Spirit Three Immortals Sect. If the Blood Aegis sucks this blood lake,
Is there any reason why the Blood Peak Taoist can't find out? And this Ten Thousand Sons Altar is originally a sacrifice of the Three Immortals of the Red Spirit to the three demon lords——"
Logically speaking, these sacrifices should have been branded with the marks of these three demon lords.
"They are just three demon lords who have just entered the heavenly demon level. How can they be qualified to compete with King Abiping? If that one is moved, he can make the so-called three immortals of the Red Spirit unconscious. It is to take it by force.
It’s all right. As for the Taoist from the Blood Peak——"
Yun'er's voice paused again: "That man has almost lost all his sanity now, leaving only the residual intelligence. By the time he recovers, the Demon Lord Abiping will have been wiped clean without leaving any trace."
Zhuang Wudao shook his head. He didn't bother to care about what the Demon Lord Abiping would do. Since Yun'er said that nothing would happen, he had no reason to refuse the matter.
He has a resolute temperament. Now that he has made the decision, he will no longer care about mother-in-law. With a random throw, he mixed the blood shield with all kinds of precious light and smashed it out. As soon as he got close to the blood peak, it was bounced away.
Almost no one noticed that just as the ten spirit bone treasure ships were retreating further and further outside Dongyang Mountain, a blood-colored shield flew like a meteor to the sky above the Blood Lake and sank to the bottom of the lake.
A moment later, in the deepest part of the blood lake, a small whirlpool was taking shape.
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It was not until four hours later that the ten spirit bone treasure ships escaped from the entanglement of the Blood Peak Taoist.
At this time, it was already three hundred miles away from Dongyang Mountain, far away from the range of the blood and energy infused by the Wanzi Holy Embryo.
Although the Blood Peak Taoist's eyes were red and he was mad and violent, he instinctively stopped pursuing him.
Once out of the Blood Lake on the top of Dongyang Mountain, this Blood Peak is nothing more than a monk in the middle stage of Yuanshen. Even without the ten spirit bone treasure ships, with Master Jiefa's cultivation level, he can still win, and
What's more, there is a Tianliangyi Wuliangdutian Formation as the backing.
Without the restraint of the Taoist from the Blood Peak, the speed of the ten spirit bone treasure ships suddenly accelerated. At this time, countless talismans came out from the ship. They were all sent by the foundation building and golden elixir monks on the ship, flying in all directions.
Some of them may be passing on messages to others, but Master Jiefa did not stop them. He knew that most of them were monks who were notifying their relatives and clansmen to take refuge.
Although the Ten Thousand Sons Holy Embryo and the Chiling Three Immortals Sect in Dongyang Mountain have been eliminated, the Lichen Sect's crisis has not been resolved, and it may fall into a new crisis.
Jiefa will never let these people go easily, and the opponent is very likely to attack the clansmen of these Golden Core Foundation-building monks, contain them, threaten them, or even massacre them.
This was not what Lichen wanted to see, so Master Jiefa turned a blind eye to these monks when passing on the news, as if he had never seen it. After all, if something unexpected happened, it would affect the morale of the army to some extent.
Morale. Especially the royal families near the Zangxuan River, it is indeed necessary to flee in advance.
However, everyone on the ship was still at a loss to understand Taiping Dao's plans and arrangements.
"No matter what Taipingdao's plan is, there is nothing wrong with summoning the golden elixirs from all over the world to gather together and let Lichen Benshan strengthen its defenses."
"But what is the purpose of this Taiping Road? It didn't last until the end, but it was a false alarm."
"Is it for the East China Sea? After so much effort has been wasted, it is impossible to have nothing planned. That Taoist Blood Peak intends to contain us, everyone here witnessed it with your own eyes."
"But what's the use of this? If we want to do something in this southeastern land, a few Yuanshen monks from the East China Sea can return in a short time -"
In the boat hall, Sikong Hong and others were discussing endlessly, but Lian Xiao and Jie Fa were the only ones who kept silently talking.
In fact, Master Jiefa was already in the process of summoning the golden elixir monks from the surrounding countries. In just half a day, three more second-class spirit bone treasure ships gathered together, and the number of golden elixir monks had also increased to fifty-two. More than
It is from the south bank of the Yangtze River, a first-class rich and powerful country, and there is also a Lichen Jindan who is traveling nearby.
Soon, more Golden Elixir monks should arrive.
Zhuang Wudao was sitting in the audience and was also silent. He also couldn't figure out what Taipingdao would do next.
And just as he was meditating, he saw from the corner of his eye the side of the real Master Jiefa. A faint mirror-shaped light pattern flashed, and Jiefa's brows were also deeply frowned.
At this time, everyone present also paid attention to Dao Jiefa's expression. They all looked at him, waiting for news about this Yuanshen monk.
Jiefa didn't let people wait for too long, he looked eastward with a wry smile.
"It's a typhoon, a typhoon that occurs once every five thousand years in the East China Sea. Taiping Road, what a good plan."
"Wind disaster? I remember the previous one, 4,600 years ago. It shouldn't be -"
Sikong Hong was speechless as soon as he spoke. He remembered that a while ago, there was news that he was a Taiping Dao monk who often moved around in the Broken Wind Sea.
It’s just that after several searches at the East China Sea Palace, the purpose of the Taiping Road was not found. They could only assume that the other party was testing the reality of various parts of the East China Sea, or looking for a new route across the Broken Wind Sea. Over time, they left
People in this world no longer take it to heart.
Now that I think about it, the purpose of Taiping Road is probably to deal with today's typhoon disaster. The East China Sea typhoon disaster was the origin of the Broken Wind Sea.