All the demons nodded secretly. To the demons, a few transformed gods are nothing.

The blood demon patted his chest and said: "Leave this matter to us blood demons. There is also a blood demon who broke through the transformation of the gods. How about bringing them back together and sending out a dozen god transformation blood demons?"

The short demon shook his head: "Why did the descendants of the Blood Demon and Mo Jun not come here when they broke through to become gods, but stayed in Juetian Abyss?

If you really want to go fishing as an old man who has returned to the Yuan Dynasty, if you send out a dozen god-turned-blood demons, I'm afraid none of them will come back."

The blood demon sneered: "Hun Ming, please stop being alarmist.

It’s not like we don’t know the situation of Guiyuan Sword Immortal. His body fell and his soul became a sword spirit, hiding in the eighth-level Guiyuan Sword and lingering.

He can't leave that stone pillar at all, and those juniors won't be stupid enough to die, so how could they be controlled by him?"

The commander secretly sighed. The Yin Demon and the Yang Demon have been fighting for a long time, and they often fight when they disagree.

Especially the Blood Demon and the Soul-Eating Demon are natural enemies.

Whatever the Blood Demon says, the Soul Eater Demon Clan will definitely object, and vice versa.

In ancient times, important events were delayed many times due to internal fighting, resulting in heavy losses for the Holy Clan.

If there weren't all kinds of demons suppressing them, their two families would be in trouble.

He coughed softly: "Have you forgotten the second disciple of Guiyuan Sword Immortal? Tens of thousands of years have passed, and he should be very powerful.

According to the juniors, he would go to Guiyuan Sword Immortal every few years.

Isn’t it easy to catch a few descendants of the Saint clan?

The Blood Demon, the Ten Thousand Magic Demon, and the Soul-Eating Demon each sent out an incompetent descendant of the God Transformation. If it was really a trap, it wouldn't be a big deal.

If there were no traps, it wouldn't be a problem for the three transformed divine clans to capture the two who had just escaped from the tribulation.

No matter what happens, we can always capture that descendant of Mo Jun."

The commander-in-chief had already spoken, and no one else dared to say anything else, so they could only obey.

Soon, three demons in the middle stage of becoming gods were selected.

They entered the crack and came to the depths of the Juetian Abyss.

At this time, the cultivation levels of Demon Prison and Blood Spring are still refining the gifts after overcoming the tribulation.

Wang Daoyuan was hiding near the Demon Prison, waiting for the demons to take the bait.

The voice of Guiyuan Sword Immortal sounded in his ears again: "It's a pity that I only caught three small fish in this net.

Three god-transforming demons came in from outside the territory, a Wanfa demon, a blood demon, and a soul-eating demon.

His strength is not very strong, he is still in the middle stage of becoming a god."

Wang Daoyuan whispered: "Master, please don't take action. I'll let two clones take care of them and see if we can catch a big fish."

"Then you can give it a try. You must have put a lot of effort into these two demon clones. They will be useful in the future. Don't let them get damaged here easily."

"Master, don't worry, the methods of these two clones are extraordinary.

If it really doesn't work, I'll just do it myself.

If you don't take action, they will suspect that something is wrong on your side, and maybe a few Mahayana demons will be attracted."

"Since you are sure, let's try fishing."

Soon, Wang Daoyuan sensed three powerful spiritual energy fluctuations coming from the depths of Juetian Abyss below.

Not long after, three escaping lights appeared within his line of sight.

These three escaping lights are blood red, jet black, and silver.

Wang Daoyuan has dealt with demons a lot, so he can naturally recognize that these three escaping lights belong to the blood demon, the soul-eating demon and the all-powerful demon respectively.

These three escaping lights all went straight to the Demon Prison, which was a bit beyond Wang Daoyuan's expectation.

Demon Prison and Blood Spring have many magic weapons in their hands, and with their deep knowledge, it shouldn't be difficult to fight two against three.

But the places where they are going through the tribulation are thousands of miles apart. It is difficult for only one demon prison to stop the three demons in the middle stage of becoming gods.

Maybe the Demon Prison would have been captured before the blood fountain arrived, and Wang Daoyuan could only take action.

Three rays of light came to his eyes, and Wang Daoyuan shot three Guishui divine thunders.

I didn't dare to block the three escaping lights, so I quickly dodged them.

The divine thunder of Guishui landed on a mountaintop and made three muffled sounds.

With a "boom", the mountaintop turned into dozens of boulders and collapsed.

Three rays of light appeared, and one of the monks in white stepped forward.

"Why did this fellow Taoist from the human race come to run wild on the territory of my holy race?"

"I have never heard that this Juetian Abyss is the territory of your demon clan.

I'm afraid in your eyes, the entire Qianyuan Realm belongs to your demon clan, right?

My two puppets are consolidating the foundation and have no time to listen to your nonsense.

Either get out now, or I will kill three of your evil obstacles."

The blood demons are the most ill-tempered among the Yang demons. How can he endure being insulted by someone whose cultivation level is not as good as his own?

The blood demon turned into a streak of blood and rushed over directly.

Wang Daoyuan looked disdainful, his body was covered with a layer of dragon scales, his hands turned into dragon claws, and he clenched his right fist and struck at the bloody light.

There was just a roar and blood flew out.

There were also a few clicking sounds under his feet, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the rocks below.

After all, the opponent was a blood demon in the middle stage of divine transformation. His physical strength was strong enough, and his right hand was trembling constantly.

The bloody light hit a high mountain, and the whole mountain shook.

The blood-red man, who was two feet tall, clung to the rock. When he flew down, a human-shaped pit was left on the rock.

The white-clothed monk's face turned cold: "With your friendly skills, the three of us can't defeat you, but don't be too arrogant.

After all, Juetianyuan is still the territory of the Saint Clan.

if……"

Before he could finish his words, Wang Daoyuan disappeared instantly.

When he appeared again, he was already beside the Blood Demon.

He grabbed the blood demon's head with his right hand, and the blood demon turned into a streak of blood and dodged the claw.

Wang Daoyuan swung his left hand towards Xueguang, and Xueguang was knocked away again.

The last time it was a head-on confrontation, he himself also suffered a big impact.

This time, the Blood Demon's escape was interrupted, and only the Blood Demon was beaten.

The blood demon hit a small mountain peak, and Wang Daoyuan disappeared again.

The other two demons didn't react before, so naturally they couldn't stand idly by this time.

As soon as he reached the vicinity of the Blood Demon, a pitch-black folding fan flew from the right.

At the same time, another blade of consciousness fell from the sky.

Wang Daoyuan gave up his attack and turned into a silver light to dodge.

But the folding fan and the blade of consciousness refused to give up, so he had no choice but to sacrifice the white tiger blade.

With a wave of the silver sword, the folding fan flew out, and the blade of consciousness shattered.

Seeing the long sword in his hand, the white-clothed monk's face changed drastically: "Are you the descendant of Guiyuan Sword Immortal?"

Wang Daoyuan smiled and said nothing, his whole body ignited with silver flames.

These flames slowly gathered towards the White Tiger Blade, and their momentum became stronger and stronger.

There was a roar of the sword like a tiger's roar, and Wang Daoyuan's whole body turned into silver light, slashing towards the white-clothed monk and the soul-eating demon.

The two demons seemed to be facing a formidable enemy and quickly used their magical powers to avoid each other.

A black barrier appeared on the white-clothed monk's body. The power inside was very powerful, and Wang Daoyuan was not sure of breaking through it.

He turned to deal with the Soul Eater. This guy was also quite a thief, and he used his magical power to hide himself.

The realm of Wang Daoyuan's magical powers is unfolding. The power of heaven and law in Juetian Abyss is weak, and the power of magical powers is far inferior to that outside.

In addition, there is black energy everywhere and the spiritual energy is extremely thin. It is unrealistic to use domain attacks.

But using the power of the domain to search for opponents is easy.

The soul-eating demon had nowhere to hide in the field, and a silver light flashed through.

There was just a "click" sound, and where the silver light struck, a round shield split into two halves.

A thin human figure appeared behind the shield, with tiny drops of blood seeping out from the neck, and the head slowly slid off.

After a while, a fountain gushes out of the headless corpse.
To be continued...