People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 316 The Disaster of the Blood Emperor, Memories of Lu Lun
Thinking of everything that happened in the past few days, the Blood Emperor felt a little emotional and also a little confused.

Lord Kuchiki seemed to be unlucky, but in fact he was destined to have this disaster - because he was not unlucky enough to run into the Blood Emperor's arms, but someone tipped him off and informed the Blood Emperor of Lord Kuchiki's location, and that was how this happened. Waiting for tragedy.

It also allowed the Blood Emperor to dig out the specific location of the cross-border teleportation array and the information about the main world from the mind of Lord Kuchiki.

He knew in his heart that someone was using him as a swordsman, but the Blood Emperor didn't care.

As a result of his super strength, no one in the entire ancient Western Region can control him. Even if we look at the entire White Wind Realm, there are only a few people who can suppress the Blood Emperor.

The upper realm immortal who guards this realm counts as one.

The master of Hanji Palace counts as one.

The master of Wandao Dragon Palace counts as one.

The remaining ones are less than ten fingers, and at best they are comparable to the Blood Emperor, and do not have the strength to suppress the Blood Emperor.

Secondly, the way of the Blood Emperor is actually a way of killing, a demonic way, evil and cruel.

Just as Taoist Priest Shoujing was observing and analyzing the cross-border teleportation formation, he suddenly frowned.

Thinking of the information collected during this period, Mr. Mo smiled and felt that the opportunity was quite great.

However, before Taoist Shou Jing could speak, more blood had already spewed out, turning the Qingluan Immortal Sect underground into a sea of ​​blood in the blink of an eye.

Baifeng Realm, Yuan Hezong.

It's just that the White Wind Realm is different from the main world after all. It is deeply interfered by the upper world, so the Blood Emperor cannot commit heinous crimes in this world.

He didn't immediately think that someone was playing tricks on him. Taoist Shoujing felt that there was something wrong with the teleportation array itself.

I thought that Li Shentong, who was in the late stage of Mahayana, could become the number one immortal in this world... And there are quite a lot of people in the late stage of Mahayana in the White Wind Realm, and even those who have perfected the practice of Mahayana occasionally appear in front of people.

Only three rays of Mahayana spiritual pressure flashed from the depths of the blood sea, but they were like a mantis blocking a car or a mayfly shaking a tree, looking so pale, fragile and small in front of the vast blood sea.

Then the red light materialized, as if it had turned into a viscous fountain of blood. The fountain instantly formed a hemispherical mask near the cross-border teleportation array, cutting off the connection between Taoist Shoujing and the cross-border teleportation array.

Lord Kuchiki's business was his doing.

But the risks involved are by no means ignored.

With the Dragon Qi Human Emperor Martial Arts, he once used the entire Zhou Kingdom as a testing ground. Mr. Mo is the kind of guy who would rather let me betray the world than let the world betray me.

"I am the Blood Emperor."

……

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Thinking that his Son of Blood God still needs hundreds of millions of souls to be fully realized, and once the Son of Blood God is fully realized, it will be his chance to ascend, the blood in the Blood Emperor's eyes skyrocketed.

With just this one thought, things would be difficult to reverse!
The rich red light suddenly burst out and shot straight into the sky.

"The Blood Emperor's Son of Blood requires so many souls that it is almost unlimited."

"It's troublesome."

Only then did Taoist Shoujing realize that something was wrong.

Suddenly, billions of sword lights emerged from the depths of the blood sea, forming a sword formation to purify the blood sea.

He was also the traitor in the main world.

This is benefit.

The garrison monks and warriors stationed around the cross-border teleportation array were all melted away in the blink of an eye, turning into part of the boundless sea of ​​blood.

Because he finally saw the faint flash of red light on the teleportation array.

However, the big profits were at stake, but the guys had a tacit understanding not to talk about it.

But no one expected that this threat would come so quickly and so violently.

"Please, gentlemen, become one with me!"

Therefore, on a daily basis, the area around the cross-border teleportation array is heavily guarded. Three Mahayana monks are often stationed there to guard against threats from the White Wind Realm.

The trouble is that the overall strength of the White Wind Realm is actually much stronger than that of the main world.

A huge amount of demonic energy rose up from the sea of ​​​​blood, and harsh laughter exploded from the sea of ​​​​blood.

In the sword formation, Taoist Priest Shoujing floated in the air, not stained with blood, looking at the sea of ​​blood, his brows twisted like two twisted hemp ropes.

But in another world, it's different...

For his own goals, there is nothing that Mr. Mo cannot give up, let alone what he is giving up now, which has little to do with him.

According to the Mahayana monks who entered the White Wind Realm before, there are many opportunities in the White Wind Realm, and the techniques, magic weapons and even elixirs are different from those in the main world, so there is a lot of room for manipulation.

The senior officials of the Anti-Qingluan Immortal Sect are well aware that the world on the opposite side may reversely invade the main world.

As if aware of the changes in the cross-border teleportation formation, Mr. Mo took a leisurely sip of tea.

"In the White Wind Realm, the Blood Emperor cannot carry out blood sacrifices because someone can cure him. However, as the first Mahayana Consummation to enter the main world, the Blood Emperor will definitely be able to bring a little blood to the main world. The emperor was shocked."

The sea of ​​blood spreads boundlessly.

In this regard, Mr. Mo has nothing to feel guilty about.

So what if someone stabs me?
In this huge White Wind Realm, who can control the magical weapon of his Blood Emperor?
After thinking about this, the Blood Emperor finally couldn't hold it any longer.

"But it's probably unlikely that one person will destroy the world alone... The water in the main world is a bit deep..."

He thought of the mysterious man who gave him the world core, and also thought of Lu Ming who killed Li Shentong.

Mr. Mo suddenly had this hunch - the Blood Emperor himself might not be able to do it...

But whether it works or not has nothing to do with Mr. Mo. It is just a plan to drive the tiger and devour the wolf. Mr. Mo doesn't care whether the tiger dies or the wolf is killed.

Just use your heart as a chessboard and carefully consider all subsequent possibilities.

"The Blood Emperor's first wave of attacks will probably be repelled, but the Blood Emperor will never give up."

"He'll try a few more times until he hits a hard target and then he changes his strategy."

"He'll bring in reinforcements."

As a Mahayana perfectionist, the Blood Emperor has a lot of connections, so it is not difficult to recruit a few powerful demons of the same level.

In this way, this battle has the potential to develop into a war between two realms.

"At that time, I can quietly return to the main world and then start eating the world."

"In the context of the war between the two realms, even if there is a counterattack from the world, it will be largely blocked by the monks of the White Wind Realm."

The White Wind Realm is stronger than the main world.

Even if the main world backfires and creates some super-standard Chosen Sons of the World, Mr. Mo estimates that the White Wind Realm can still stop them.

Even if there are true immortals in the lower realm, it won't be a big problem - because there are already true immortals descending from the White Wind Realm.

By the time the true immortals from the main world descend to the world, Mo Lao's world-devouring progress must have reached the end. The intensity of the war between the two realms is expected, and it has also entered a white-hot stage. The true immortals from the white wind world will also join the battle. Not impossible.

In short, the more Mr. Mo thought about it, the more he felt that the success rate of this plan was extremely high. Not only was he sure of devouring the world, he had about a 50% chance of it.

And this probability is enough for Mr. Mo to take a gamble.

However, Mr. Mo didn't know that Lu Ming had successfully opened the boundary at this moment.

At this moment, in the main world, the Real Immortal Descendants had already appeared, and Lu Ming had killed four of them in succession...

……

As the cross-border teleportation array battle began, the strong men in the main world immediately felt something.

In a small country in the central area, in a restaurant.

Just now, she was heartbroken over the loss of Ming Xin Ruiyun. At this moment, Yuhua noticed a difference in the vitality of heaven and earth, but it was not as powerful as before.

After feeling and thinking carefully, Yuhua's brows furrowed tighter.

"It's weird...it's really weird."

"This place is a bit evil."

Even four of his subordinates died, and the deaths were somewhat inexplicable. This thing was quite evil in the first place.

And the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth mean that something big is happening.

It seems that he, Yuhua Immortal Lord, had just entered the realm for less than a day, and he encountered accidents one after another...

Rather than saying that he was unlucky, it was better to say that there seemed to be something wrong with the world itself.

After reading this, Yuhua immediately made a decision in her heart.

"Stop all actions and wait and see how the situation changes."

After all, Yuhua is not a reckless and impulsive person. At this moment, Yuhua is acting like a turtle.

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A desolate place in the northwest region.

Immortal Lord Xiayue also felt the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth.

But still remained indifferent.

It's just that the small trees planted around him are growing taller and taller, and their aura is getting deeper and deeper, containing frightening power.

……

A few hours later, Zhang Hai arrived at Qingluan Immortal Sect through the cross-domain teleportation array.

The place where the eyes enter is filled with blood and blood.

In front, dozens of Mahayana people have gathered, and the person in the center is Taoist Shoujing, whose face is pale as if he has lost too much blood.

There was no need for Zhang Hai to ask anything, Taoist Priest Shoujing had already spoken to Zhang Hai.

"The man who came out of the cross-border teleportation array is a demon cultivator and calls himself the Blood Emperor."

"The strength is astonishing, and the blood magic skills are shocking to the world."

"Fortunately, this person came here just for testing, and only his clones were sent. I blocked him for a moment, and after fellow Taoist Lingchanzi came to help, the person retreated on his own."

As quickly as it came, it went as quickly as it came.

This time, the Blood Emperor was basically saying hello to the main world.

But the impact is not small.

"Fellow Taoist Musheng and fellow Taoist Long Yi both died in battle."

Mu Sheng and Long Yi are the two Mahayana statues stationed here together with Taoist Shou Jing.

Although they and Taoist Shou Jing were both in the early stage of Mahayana, there were differences between the early stage of Mahayana and the early stage of Mahayana. Taoist Shou Jing was able to withstand the pressure of the Blood Emperor's clone, but the two did not. They died tragically in a sea of ​​blood, both physically and mentally. .

This kind of loss can't help but make the Mahayana people who came after the scene feel sad.

Most of the Mahayana present at this moment are all in the early stage of Mahayana, and their combat power is not necessarily much better than that of Musheng Longyi and the others. However, in the end, they could not even block the clone of the Blood Emperor of the White Wind Realm...

"It's not just that."

Taoist Shou Jing continued to speak, his face pale and his tone low.

"The blood emperor's formation cultivation is not weak, and this clone was not defeated by us, but dissolved on its own."

"After this clone collapsed, it turned into a strange formation that locked the cross-border teleportation array, making it impossible for us to perform any operations on the cross-border teleportation array..."

To put it bluntly, the Blood Emperor has sealed the cross-border teleportation formation here.

From today on, the cross-border teleportation array here can no longer be used. Instead, it has become a one-way channel for the White Wind Realm to invade the main world. The logic behind this operation is clear at a glance.

The Blood Emperor is determined to covet the main world, and the next attack will definitely be far more explosive than this one!
As soon as this statement came out, the Mahayana people at the scene were in an uproar.

There are those who fear, and there are those who complain.

Some people even blamed why the cross-border teleportation array was activated at that time, instead of directly ruining the matter - everyone was happy when eating meat, but stayed away when trouble came.

That's just human nature.

On the other hand, Ling Chanzi, Wu Sheng and others did not have so many dramas. They just frowned and thought for a moment, then turned to look at Zhang Hai.

"Where's Gang Leader Lu?"

Lingchanzi asked.

As the number one person in the main world now, Lu Ming's attitude can determine everything.

Zhang Hai shook his head, indicating that Lu Ming had other things to be busy with, and then looked at the Qingluan Immortal Sect underground, which was sealed by the bloody formation.

After a moment, Zhang Hai finally spoke.

"The matters here will be dealt with after my gang leader has finished his business, so don't be anxious or panic."

Faintly thinking of everything in the underworld and the Kingdom of Death, as well as the Mahayana Perfection of unknown origins that easily fell into Lu Ming's hands, Zhang Hai immediately smiled and continued.

"A mere Mahayana perfection can't cause any trouble in front of my clan leader."

These words made Lingchanzi, Wu Sheng and others look at each other in confusion.

Are Zhang Haizhi's words overconfident and exaggerated?
……

White Wind Realm, in front of the cross-border teleportation formation.

The Blood Emperor smiled faintly, showing his confidence.

Comparing the previous temptation with the memory of Lord Kuchiki, the Blood Emperor also had a simple understanding of the power level of the main world.

"A bunch of frogs in a well, just chickens and dogs..."

From the memory of Venerable Kuchiki, the Blood Emperor knew that Taoist Shoujing was probably among the top ten in the main world, and that his formation cultivation was also one of the best in the main world.

But such a person has only the early stage of Mahayana cultivation, and cannot even defeat his own clone...

His formation cultivation is even worse, and Zhao is far behind himself.

He shook his head gently and smiled even more.

"That way, there's no need to look for help."

It is better to have it all to yourself than to share the benefits.

As for the Sanxiang Gang and the number one person, Lu Ming...

After this battle, the Blood Emperor would not take Lu Ming, the so-called number one person in the main world, in his eyes.

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Lu Ming didn't know that just as he went to the Demon Court Realm, such great fun happened in the main world.

Even if he knew it, he wouldn't take it seriously.

The boundary of the underworld and the kingdom of death has been opened, and Lu Ming is naturally invincible.

Even the Immortal King Lu Ming dared to fight, let alone a mere Mahayana from another world.

But in the world of Demon Court, Lu Ming does not have such confidence...

As the trance dissipated, Lu Ming appeared again in his safe house in the lower realm of Demon Court.

After checking the restrictions and making sure no one had been there, Lu Ming opened the restrictions and walked out of the cave.

The place you enter is dry and desolate, with fairy pillars reaching straight into the sky in the distance.

Nothing seems to have changed.

However, in Lu Ming's perception, everything was different from the past.

"There is a difference in the power of heaven and earth."

"It seems that the Demon Court world is not peaceful during my absence..."

The difference in the power of heaven and earth means that there has been a super-sized war in this world recently.

No need to think about it, it must be a second, or even third or fourth battle between the Demon Court and the old ghosts.

However, Lu Ming was busy with other matters before and was not in the Demon Court world, so he naturally had no relevant information.

Therefore, it is clear at a glance what to do as the first step.

"But before that, it is difficult to use Lu Ming's identity to walk in the Demon Court world."

The old ghosts were sent to the Demon Court Realm by Lu Ming...

According to Lu Ming's idea, it was necessary for him to continue to contact them. If he had no choice, he could only have a showdown with the old ghosts based on his true identity.

However, the experience during this period made Lu Ming change his mind.

Just because he got a better identity.

The face and body shape suddenly distorted.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Ming turned into a middle-aged man.

The characteristics of Daitian are fully displayed to ensure that no flaws are missed.

When he spoke again, a steady voice came from his mouth.

"I'm Lu Lun, Lu Lun of Qingshen Department."

Yes, what Lu Ming wants to borrow is the identity of Lu Lun, a Taoist monster from the ancient wild world!

……

Ever since it devoured the ancient world of wilderness, the Taoist monster transformed by Lu Lun has been imprisoned in the world of death by Lu Ming.

But what Lu Ming did to this Taoist monster was not only to imprison him, but also to analyze it!

The analysis of the power of Taoism is extremely difficult... Lu Ming still doesn't know why and where this so-called power of Taoism comes from. He only knows that this thing can pollute the spiritual energy and thus alienate the immortal family. , turning it into a monster.

But the east is not bright and the west is bright.

Although he didn't understand the principle of Taoist power, he picked up Lu Lun's memory.

Lu Lun's identity is indeed quite suitable for the current situation Lu Ming is facing.

The lifespan of a true immortal is endless, and Lu Lun is an old monster who has lived for an extremely long time.

However, limited by his intellectual talent, Lu Lun has always been unable to cross the threshold of the Immortal Lord and has been stuck in the true fairyland.

It was precisely because of his lack of talent that after the disappearance of Qingluan Immortal Lord, he was included in the Qingshen Department, an idle department that was once very important but is now very unimportant.

Coincidentally, Lu Lun, an old true immortal, even participated in the battle between Qingluan Immortal Lord and the Qijue Realm Lord. At that time, Lu Lun's boss was also an old acquaintance - it was the number two among these old ghosts, Shun. Yu.

Thinking about the information he got from Lu Lun's mind, Lu Ming made calculations in his mind, then opened his legs and walked into the distance.

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The lower boundary of Demon Court is Huangniuling.

This place was originally occupied by a group of yellow bull demons, the leader of which even had the Mahayana cultivation level.

However, today, this Mahayana bull demon named Huang Dao offered wine and spiritual fruits with a flattering look on his face, and sat obediently at the last table with him.

Just because the person sitting at the top is the envoy of the Demon Court, the heavenly demon from the upper realm!

"Sir, this is our Huangniuling specialty, bezoar wine, please try it..."

"Sir, this is a spiritual fruit I cultivated with great difficulty. It is a true yellow fruit, delicious and juicy."

"Sir, please try this again, the best ox demon meat."

Huang Dao was very busy, and the heavenly demon in the first place was also full of food.

His name is Feng Tao, and he is a mixed-blood phoenix from the True Immortal Realm. Due to an extraordinary opportunity, he achieved the Real Immortal and Heavenly Demon Realm. He was absorbed by the Demon Court and became a mid-level officer in the Demon Court Army.

And the reason why Feng Tao appears here at this moment...

On the side, Huang Dao poured wine for Feng Tao and asked as if he was pointing out something: "General, come here, little man, but the battle situation on the front line..."

However, just as he was speaking, Feng Tao suddenly turned his head and glared at Huang Dao, causing Huang Dao to shrink his neck.

"I made a mistake, I made a mistake."

After repeatedly begging for mercy, Feng Tao just put away his eyes and hummed while continuing to deal with the wine spirit fruit.

"The battle situation on the front line is a secret among secrets. I just said it, do you dare to listen?"

Huang Dao opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.

But there was a sound coming from the entrance of the cave.

"I dare you... just tell me..."

Six simple words made Huang Dao and Feng Tao turn their heads together, and they saw a middle-aged man walking slowly from the entrance of the cave, looking at the two demons with a smile.

Huang Dao thought that this was an opportunity to make up for his mistakes, and immediately stood up and shouted angrily.

"Bold madman, you are..."

However, before the word "who" was spoken, the sudden change in front of him made Huang Dao restrain all his voices.

However, the person in front of him just waved his hand, and a black hole appeared as if the space collapsed.

Unparalleled suction force emerged from this person's hand, and a shocking demonic aura and phoenix cry suddenly appeared behind him!

However, when Feng Tao saw that the situation was bad, he showed his real body and tried to escape.

However, before Feng Tao could turn around, he felt a blur in his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he was already held in Lu Ming's hands.

The big hand covering the top of his head came with terrifying power, making Feng Tao unable to move.

The whistling blood energy and the power of inner heaven and earth flowed into the body, blocking all Feng Tao's spiritual energy and demonic power.

Huang Dao saw a flash of black light in the man's left eye.

The next second, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes. Feng Tao, who was captured by this person, had completely disappeared without a trace...

If it weren't for the warm banquet after his death, Huang Dao would have thought that Feng Tao was just a fictitious character of his own imagination.

Sitting down on the ground and looking at the person walking slowly in front of him, Huang Dao felt his bezoar tremble.

"Big big big..."

"I'll just call you, sir. I'll give you a drink and ask you some questions, but I won't take your life. What should you do?"

Lu Ming smiled and sat where Feng Tao was sitting just now, and said this to Huang Dao.

Then he saw Huang Dao stand up suddenly, with a simple and honest smile on his square face.

"If you have anything to say, sir, just ask. I will definitely tell you everything, old cow."

……

An hour later, Lu Ming flew out of Huangniu Ridge, his eyes filled with solemnity.

(End of this chapter)