MTL - Fantasy World Transmigration-v4 Chapter 97 Monkeys are OK, Styx River 1

Although the ten palaces of the prefecture are not as old and powerful as the Sixth Palace of Luoyang, they are now the masters of the prefecture. In the eyes of all sentient beings, they are really mysterious and powerful to the extreme. , Special Secretary Hanbing Hell, he stood in the temple, before the throne, heard Goku's words ringing to the ground, slightly raised his eyebrows.

Wang Cheng, Wang Cheng laughed and said, "The demon monkey in the middle of the sun is a big breath!"

"Leave it alone. After all, it is the end of the Seven Saints of the Demons. Although they are excluded and not the same as other Great Saints, the Demons are the ancient forces that have dominated the floods. After all, his seven Saints have some cards. King Chu Jiang smiled.

"Hmm!" Lengcheng Wang hummed, "He is the seventh holy saint who cannot rely on his ancestors, and the other six saints have killed the emperor, and he wants to be rescued, which shows that he is not affected by the demons. Seeing is not a fool, now the demon clan still needs him, to give him the name of the seventh holy holy, when it is not needed ... the first one to be cleaned up is his white-eyed wolf. "

When mentioning the emperor ’s emperor, the king of Chu Jiang looked dignifiedly: “The emperor ’s emperor is a trouble. The guy who is six days old has become a nostalgic old ghost. He is unwilling to be lonely and wants to blend in, but we do n’t need to provoke that Donghua Emperor. "

"Luo Ye is a group of lunatics for six days ... everyone dares to provoke." King Chu Jiang dissatisfied: "The Kingdom of Dashang was designed to satisfy their appetite and slaughter the demon sacrifice. Opening one eye and closing one eye, I endured it. Later, I killed and killed tens of thousands of people, beheaded, fired, and staked people, and built palaces for them, and even for their temple in the sun to be mapped to the shade, Taking people as stakes and burying them in the foundation of the temple, all kinds of crazy behaviors did not know how to converge, which only angered the emperor. "

Wucheng King Lengheng said, "You still call him Tiandi?"

"Dihong's going backwards ..."

The rare anger of King Chu Jiang sharply reprimanded: "Extortion! Honor the Heaven Emperor ... Even if the Heaven Emperor has joined together, but it is not something we and others can blame, the Emperor of the Emperor, it is not enough for us to make trivial remarks! "

The King of Chengcheng is a stunner, and then avoids the topic and doesn't talk about it: "The Qitian Dasheng has no support from his own family. It is not a concern. There are two juniors in the sea of ​​blood. It is nothing. Bai Suzhen said that there is a 骊 山The mother took care of it, but even though Ms. Laoshan had great powers, she couldn't control our local government ... On the side of Emperor Donghua, blame it ... "

Chu Jiang Wang Lengheng said, "Isn't Luo Yan going to stand for six days?"

"But there is one thing I ca n’t think about for a long time. Why did Luo Yan ’s six days people replace us for the muddy waters of the Emperor Ziyang? They killed Bai Suzhen and offended Mother Laoshan, not to say, after all, it is not the power in heaven. , But offended Donghua Emperor, that's not easy to mess with! "

King Chu Jiang had already thought about this question: "Luo Ye had resentment against the emperor for six days! He was punished by the emperor for six days, and they were severely punished by the emperor. The sporadic blood food of the barbaric sacrifice, Wudao was scolded as a sacrifice to the evil god, compared to the Xia and Shang dynasties, the national sacrifice and the **** of the kingdom of God were pathetic. "

"But when the Emperor was still there, they didn't dare to express this resentment, or even dare to complain. They were afraid of being killed! Honestly ... but after the Emperor's union, the protagonist of the East Prince gave them ambition!"

"The idea of ​​the Duke of the East is simple. It means that God rules the heavens, God rules everything, floods, living beings, and human races. The emperor regards each human race as his own descendants. He is the ancestor of the human race. Naturally, he must be equal and kind. Severe, it can be said that some hate iron and steel, and he hopes that Honghuang will be Yao Shun.

"Because Yao Shun is his most outstanding descendant!"

"But Honghuang is a dragon, everyone is Yao Shun, what else does God rule?"

"So, God the East and our gods only hope to establish a normal heavenly court, such as the Taiyi Divine Court, not to concentric with all beings, but to rule all beings, dominate all beings, and build a real, high heavenly court."

"At that time, the old ghosts of Luo Yan for six days naturally had an excuse to get rid of the restraint of God's restraint on Shinto and return to the era when theocracy ruled everything."

King Tan Cheng whispered: "There is an old ancestor of Heihe, and there are rumors that ... he is going to do something to the local government."

King Chu Jiang hesitated for a moment and slowly said, "The ancestors of Minghe haven't seen us for a long time, and it is not new to want to destroy the prefecture, but there are people behind us ... otherwise why should we ask the Bodhisattva King to live there? Hell, we have given our authority to the Tibetan King and Bodhisattva, and still sit back and watch Tai Yi save the suffering heaven and open up a state of God? "

King Tancheng lowered his voice and said, "So there is Xuanmen Buddhist Gate ..."

"Although the ancestors of the Styx River sealed Luo with tricks, raised his eyebrows and exhaled, and occupied the magic path, the magic path is no longer the magic path in the hands of the Luo Mozu! Luo Mozu was born of the grievances of the three thousand Chaos demon gods. The Demon God of Desolation is to be destroyed, but the ancestors of the Heihe River are only transformed by the blood of Pangu, and they have long lost the power to compete with Xuanmen Buddha.

"Xuanmen used to support him to drag that Luo Mozu's hind legs. Now, although the Minghe River has secretly accounted for Luo, he is the only one in the Modao family, but he has also lost the support of Xuanmen and Buddhism. He is needed! There is no need to care about dealing with the magic path ... If he is safe and secure in the sea of ​​blood, if he takes action in our local government and involves heavy land of reincarnation, isn't that touching the Three Religious Scales?

"So don't worry about magic ..."

Wang Cheng asked casually: "So, the emperor Mu?"

"Don't see, don't ask, don't interfere!"

"The two blood seas of the magic road?"

"If Luo Yan starts unfavorably for six days, we secretly help those old ghosts, and they are here to die, we don't have to come forward!"

"The Qitian Grand Saint of the Demons?"

"Don't bother with it, let the monsters handle it by themselves!"

"That demon girl Bai Suzhen?"

"It's just an ant, letting herself annihilate herself ... what if she committed it?"

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Evil God will watch the flying sickle fall and roar, the soul of the line that crossed the bridge on Naihe Bridge watched unsightly and escaped back to Huangquan Road. Now the Naihe Bridge is very wide, and the six-day old ghost that the whole army crushed on him. The evil spirits gathered together, turned into red and black iron blood soldiers, soared into the sky, the deep dark magic of evil spirits and evil spirits was rolling in.

Evil God will rush to the front, Yin God will expand countless times in the evil spirit ...

"Devil, suffer!"

"kill!"

Countless ghosts and gods roared in unison, and thunderous roars turned into a thunderbolt, shaking the entire Naihe Bridge. Numerous evil spirits and witch gods swarmed out as Yin gods. They had no physical body, and the Yin gods were invisible and qualityless. Overlapping together, the Nai He Bridge is not a wide bridge deck. It has stiffly filled with countless ghosts, golden swords and iron horses, and it flows like a flood. The blurred **** body merges into tidal and powerful mana. The fierce evil that has accumulated for tens of millions of years has manifested the most cruel and fierce magical powers of the evil spirits, and the ancestral spirits of the demon souls devoured by them.

Countless faces drove fierce magical powers, like the black mist tide made up of countless dense faces, rushing towards them.

Master Wusheng's hands, holding Jianjue's hands, were pinched and white, and he felt nervous and painless!

He wailed, "Whether we are the demon, or are they the demon. It seems that these evil spirits and witches are a little more evil than us."

The Blood Slayer Demon is even more angry and said, "It's too shameless! The climate of Honghuang is too bad!"

"It's always our magic path to besiege our enemies. When is it time for others to besiege our magic path?"

The two old devil heads who were carried back by the lifeless and **** slaughter were very honest. They swept the Wangchuan River on both sides of Naihe Bridge with their eyes. A small boat dangled on the river and floated to the side of Naihe Bridge intentionally or unintentionally. Here, the two old demons stared at each other: "Someone wants to run!"

At this time, a suddenly elongated iron rod was inserted into the boat, swinging the boat far away.

Wukong said impatiently: "You two, desperately, and then do some small moves. The grandson takes the herd boy and the little white snake on the boat and runs, leaving you two" magic giants "to violate the sea of ​​blood. In later generations, the devil was so shocked that he could not be relieved from the innumerable calamities to suppress the eighteen layers of hell! "

The lifeless leader sighed, "Brother Xue Tu, today seems to have to work hard!"

"Blessed by the ancestors!" The **** demon crossed his hands religiously.

"The demon ancestor should have killed you with this gesture of prayer!" Wu Kong yelled and cursed: "Forget the river, the blue water spring is next to you, the blood demon from your sea of ​​blood, dare to say that there are no one or two means ... ... I don't believe my grandson! "

The master of Wushengjiao swept away, Yuan Tujian gasified into a long river.

Blood Slaughter stretched his arms, opened his arms to welcome the tide of ghosts and gods, the tide of rolling evil spirits, wrapped in the fierceness of countless evil spirits and witch gods, Blood Slaughter put on that unpretentious look, and revealed a calm smile: "On Qiu Bi fell into Huang Quan, and the blood sea had nowhere to hide ... "

Under the bridge, the water of the Huangquan River is turbulent, and the water potential is steep for three minutes.

Behind the blood slaughter, countless blood **** sons rushed out, and the dense blood **** sons turned into a sea of ​​blood behind them. They swarmed into the Wangchuan River, and the blood **** sons rushed into the blue spring and turned into a ray in a blink of an eye. Bloodshot, disappeared, the bloodshot dissipated in the Wangchuan River, and gradually, the turbid yellow river water rose slowly.

Blood Slaughter raised his head and sighed lowly, "Cutter!"

Wow!

The Wangchuan River set off a huge wave, and the monstrous flood rushed towards the Naihe Bridge. Naihe Bridge sent out a ray of light to suppress the Wangchuan River. The voice just fell, and the endless Wangchuan River turned into blood, and the blue water suddenly turned blue. For the sea of ​​blood, the water is endless, borrowed by the blood slaughter demon king to turn into a long knife.

Heaven magic blood knife!

By forgetting the water of the river, reverse the blue waters of the Huangquan into the true water of the blood river, and turn the Styx River into the blood river. The water of the forgetful river is endless, and the river flows under the bridge, how much sadness, joy, separation, and exchanges Passing passengers, no river is more magnificent than the love and hatred that Wangchuan has ever seen, and no bridge has more passengers than Nai He Bridge.

Naihe Bridge, forget the river.

Wheel circuit, endless ...

The blood demon lord raised the knife in his hand to let you run for a lifetime, anyway, can not escape the samsara ...

Sweeping the sword ... An endless stream of blood rushes away, the countless blood gods in the blood river shuttle and intertwine, the countless ghosts and gods that turn into the black tide, the countless souls who cannot help themselves go to the blood river He fell and was swept away by the blood **** son in the river, and was swallowed up, while the blood **** son split into two and continued to pounce on the next evil spirit.

The ghosts and gods were black and **** in a blink of an eye.

Only the evil **** will be trapped in the river of blood, eaten by countless blood **** sons, he roars with a roar of evil spirits, constantly killing those evil blood **** sons.

The “Wu” word Wuwen banner emits countless black lights, consolidating all the ghost and **** legions into one body, resisting the endless blood slaughter. With the potential of forgetting the river, the sword runs through the sword of reincarnation ...

The heavens demonize blood and do not enter the cycle.

Evil rises up the divine power, tears the blood river unceasingly, this terrible divine power shatters countless blood **** sons, and bears the weight of Wangchuan River, step by step, facing the sea of ​​blood, facing the blood. Tu Mojun walked.

"Ancient evil comes, powerful forces!" Bloodslayer Demon holds a heavenly demonized blood knife, looks calm, and even looks at the evil **** with admiration until the evil comes step by step, and the aura that shakes Naihe Bridge begins to tremble. , You quietly said: "General, you ... not bad!"

The evil came roaring: "Kill!"

He let go of his sword against the Blood River, revealing his chest, talking about the war halberd with his hands, and slicing his head against the blood slaughter.

The blood river slammed into his chest, and the demon of the blood magic sword cut open his chest. The blood river carried the weight of Wangchuan, the sharp edge that could not be seen directly, inserted into the evil chest, and the blood river penetrated When the chest comes over evil, every moment that endless blood is taking away the evil spirit and vitality.

In just a few breaths of time, you can erode the evil spirits of the war.

But the head of the evil magic halberd is only a moment ...

The halberd slashed, but the blood slaughter looked as usual. He never pulled out the blood river sword. At this time, the qi of Yuan Tu's swordlessness was pierced by the evil head.

The evil of ancient times is full of regrets. The magical halberds stay a little distance from the top of the blood slaughter, but it is already a natural sound.

Evil came to dominate the flesh, and it melted in the endless river of blood.

The blood slaughtering demon took out the demonized blood knife, drowned the endless army of ghosts and gods, and the river of blood swept back towards Wangchuan, and took away the countless evil spirits, the gods of the gods, those billions of souls, integrated into the blood river. , Into Wangchuan, can not afford a little wave.

Wangchuan is still flowing, and he can't see how he has just turned into a blood river and devoured countless ghosts.

The blood slaughter lifted the heavens and demonsized the blood sword ... just raised his head slightly, and the six days old ghost on the opposite side, Luo Yan felt a suffocation and silence for six days, and Yin Yin's face finally [] a wave from the deepness, he saw The sword-bearing, sword-bearing figure on the bridge ahead was his Majesty, and the ghosts and witches were his Majesty. He once sought the Quartet and the Barbara, those inborn gods, and the remaining demons of the demon tribe. This brutal, unforgettable army of ghosts and gods.

They are tyrannical, they are blood-sacrifice prisoners of war, they are slaughtering sentient beings, and they are not as powerful as ever.

They wore bronze armor, painted with witchcraft, and painted their bodies with demon blood. They lived as warriors, died as ghosts and gods, and continued to fight. They were barbaric and powerful.

Today, this invincible army blessed by ghosts and gods, after being defeated by the slaves of Makino, was imprisoned by the emperor with the **** of witches in the prefecture, and finally lost the invincible fierceness. Junior, UU Kanshu www.uukasanshu.com then forgot the terrain and killed countless. It is not terrible to be killed ... The army of ghosts and gods of the Dashang Dynasty was not terribly terrible, and the brutal demons of the evil tribe had been hit hard.

But this is not a failure.

Fear is failure ...

Xi Juyin has seen fear in the eyes of these witch warriors.

"Six days old, maybe we are really the old **** old days! Emperor, aren't you going to sweep us out on behalf of Nine Days? But now ... you haven't cleaned us up yet, someone will move you Yuwei! Haha ... Heavenly Emperor ... Dihong's! Emperor Jiang ... Your Majesty ... "

"My Majesty!"

"Why betray us, why ... resign us!"

"I just can't forget, I'm a witch!"

纣 Jueyin's eyes were reddish. He calmed down the surge of emotion, and his eyes became cold again. He pointed at the blood slaughter on the bridge of Nai He, and the two were dead. His voice was indifferent as usual: "Kill!"

The darkness of the torn tortured palace in a smashing shadow, like lightning, penetrated the sky above Naihe Bridge.

The blood slaughter was frightened, and he hurriedly raised his knife before he waited for the sword to penetrate Wangchuan. He mobilized the power of the Heihe River, and the demonized blood knife condensed by the sword was easily torn apart from the Yin Yin. After tearing the body of Blood Slay, he hurriedly turned into a shadow of blood, and was dissipated by three points of blood, but the remaining trace was rushed out in time to hide into the depth of Wu Kong.

Xue Tu roared: "You monkey just pitted Lao Tzu, this time you help me block!"

"If my demonized blood sword is still there, would I be easily defeated by that old product?"

Goku took a stick and shattered the silver lightning bolt. He didn't look back and said, "Oh! If you have a knife, will you not lose?"

The blood slaughtered words, then firmly said: "At least three moves can be supported!"

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