Dengxiandao

Chapter 170 Blood River Surrounds the Mountain, Underworld Robbery

The two fought against each other five days later, but their mood changed dramatically. Situ Donglai no longer had the sense of superiority at the beginning. On the contrary, there was a trace of fear in his heart. No wonder the ancestor told him not to act recklessly. It seems that the ancestor had already expected the existence of this evil freak, so he asked me to act cautiously. However, since the ancestor expected this result, he should also expect that I could not take him. Why did he want to I'm coming. Fang Daoming fought with the master of the immortal yuan god for five days and five nights. Not only did he not lose, but he fought more and more bravely, and the more smooth he became. These hundred years of hard work finally got today's achievements. At this point, his body, genhen and Taoist heart were all sublimated at the same time, as if he had entered an extreme mysterious realm. The seal left by the master of Yu Caojie Dizang in his body also naturally loosened a little.

Fang Daoming roared, and his heart was indescribably comfortable and smooth. He was finally about to enter the long-awaited realm of Yuanshen Tianxian.

But at this important juncture, Situ Donglai unexpectedly collected the sword assistant and no longer fought with him.

"Situ Donglai, what are you doing? How can you not compare!" The sudden stop of the other party made Fang Daoming extremely unhappy, as if he had suffocated for a long time, but there was nowhere to vent.

Situ Dong came to look at the west and said with a free and easy smile, "The uninvited guest seems to be looking for your bad luck."

Fang Daoming's eyes looked to the west and saw more than ten feet of blood floating towards this side thousands of miles away, surrounded by thick filth and ghosts, which was extremely strange.

"Blood River Gate, Nether Hall!" Fang Daoming was suddenly shocked, "I have roughly calculated that the opportunity to become a Yuanshen Tianxian fell on this Situ Donglai. I didn't expect that at this critical juncture, but these two demon paths came to seek trouble. Could it be that my calculation is wrong? It seems that it is impossible if the Taiyi Yin and Yang Dunjia array is not fully understood."

Fang Daoming was suddenly interrupted. Although he was angry, his Taoist heart was at the extreme, and he immediately made a judgment. At that moment, a sword spirit fell into the mountain gate, rolled out the five heroes of Dantai Jianming and Situ, and handed them over to Situ Dong.

Situ Dong came to see that his heart was determined to be better than himself. He was quite admirable. He couldn't help praising: "Do you need a friendly mood?"

"It's not necessary. Take them away. If you provoke these two sects, it's not good for your Ziqing Fairy Mansion." Fang Daoming said that he was not far away, and then ran back to the mountain gate. He had made a decision in his heart. In this mountain gate disaster, that is, he did not inform Taiyizong or ask for the salvation of Xianjianmen, I, Daomingzong, would survive the disaster with my own strength, otherwise I would never become a Taoist sect.

When Pengtai Jianming and others saw Situ Donglai, they were all ashamed and did not dare to speak. The latter scolded: "You are evil and obstacles, do not abide by the door rules, and make trouble without permission. When you return to the fairy mansion, you will be punished separately!"

These five disciples responded respectfully and were not unhappy at all. Even his previous arrogant younger brother Situ Hero was also modest and restrained. Situ Dong couldn't help secretly dodge, so he asked them what happened in the past ten years. When he heard it, he couldn't help sighing: "As early as ten years ago, not long after you disappeared, I felt that it was not good. I came to look for you, but I was stopped by the ancestors. The ancestors have a cloud, which is a rare opportunity for you, especially Sister Jianming. Today, your ten years of disasters, whether it is cultivation or Or Taoism has made great progress. Jianming's sister is particularly outstanding. After this difficulty, his cultivation will definitely jump above me as a senior brother in the future, and the ancestor will not bully me.

Everyone heard this and sighed. Tai Jianming was even more modest, and then asked, "Am I still here?"

"This Taoist leader is quite against the sky. Although he has not understood the realm of the celestial immortals, he does not fall behind in his fight with me. Today, there are two masters of the heavenly immortals to find his bad luck. Let's stand farther and see how he responds. We can also learn from it."

While Situ Dong was talking, he saw several figures escuring from Daoming Mountain and threw them into the market towns and villages within a hundred miles of Daoming Mountain. Then three figures came to the front of the mountain and met the approaching bloody river and dirty ghosts. Among these three people, one in the play is Fang Daoming. On both sides are a bald monk and a stunning woman, who are the master of Dizang and the Venerable Li Luan.

Venerable Liluan stared at several people from Situdong in the distance and asked, "Jither, how many of them?"

"Friends are not enemies, don't worry about them." Fang Daoming appreciated Situ Donglai. This man came with a sword, but he was reasonable. Even if he knew that Fang Daoming trapped the disciples of Ziqing Fairy Mansion, he did not be rude. Instead, he fought with him. If he were other monks, he would definitely fight to death. Even if Fang Daoming was not afraid, the land of the mountain gate could not be preserved. How could he know that Situ Donglai was secretly instructed by the purple ancestor to act like this. If it falls on other families, I'm afraid it will be a random killing.

Between the villages at the foot of the mountain, the auspicious light suddenly came out, and then several formations were put down. Situ Dong came and sighed, "It turns out that he wants to protect even the creatures at the foot of the mountain, but it is much more difficult."

It turns out that after more than 100 years of development and operation, Daomingzong has been prosperous within a hundred miles. The market town and village are built along the mountains, and the population alone is no less than 200,000. There are often disciples on the mountain to do good deeds, do clouds and rain, drive away disasters and eliminate disasters, and pick some talented young people from the foot of the mountain to learn Taoism. Therefore, this hundred miles has become the foundation of the development of the Daoming Sect, and Daoming Zun has also become the only true god in the hearts of all residents at the foot of the mountain. For more than a hundred years, the incense of Daoming Temple has never been uninterrupted. Extremely prosperous. The residents at the foot of the mountain got benefits and preached everywhere, so the residents a hundred miles away also moved in. On the contrary, hundreds of miles away, there were few people.

This time, the two sects of the Demon Sect came to seek provocation. Once the battle is up, the residents at the foot of the mountain will definitely suffer. Fang Daoming does not want to give up this foundation, so he sent the disciples in the door to hold magic weapons, go down the mountain to cast spells to form a formation, and protect the residents. Ying Wangchen and Han Qinghui were at the critical juncture of closed practice. Fang Daoming did not disturb them, but led the Dizang Master and the Venerable Li Luan to fight against the enemy, leaving the Venerable Dragon to hide in the dark and suppress the mountain gate.

After Fang Daoming was arranged properly, the Blood River Gate and the Nether Hall had entered thousands of miles. Master Dizang secretly used Buddhism and suddenly opened a vertical eye in his eyebrows, which was golden and brilliant. At a glance, he penetrated the world.

"In the blood river, there is a hidden immortal, with strong magic power. It should be the owner of the blood river gate, the blood river saint, and several monks of the immortals. However, the ghost spirit is the ghost palace king came in person. It seems that there is no other helper. Unexpectedly, the Netherworld palace king has also become the immortal yuan god. "

Fang Daoming sneered: "Two immortals, they think I am easy to bully, and this time they will be unforgettable for life! Master, the Lord of the Nether Hall and you had a cause and effect in Zhenwu Mountain in those years, and today it will be handed over to deal with, and the Venerable Li Luan will deal with the Blood River Gate with his master.

"The leader needs to be careful. The poor monk has heard that the blood river saint has proved the way for a long time, and the blood river is the best fairy weapon, which is much better than Situ Dong.

"Master, don't worry, the underworld drum of the Netherworld King is also the best fairy weapon. Does the master of the underground relic on my body need to be taken away?"

"Don't worry about the teaching. After returning from the Yin Cao world, the poor monk got a big mouth method. Recently, he has cultivated another Aneye to know the Buddha of life and death, which is enough to deal with it."

"It's so good. You two come with me."

Under Fang Daoming's order, the three of them drove a hundred miles away. The blood river opposite is thousands of feet long, getting closer and closer. Wherever it goes, flowers and trees have been swallowed up. A few creatures and beasts, and mountain residents have also suffered a reckless disaster.

Fang Daoming shouted like thunder: "The Holy King of the Blood River, the Lord of the Netherworld, I have nothing to do with you and have nothing to do with you. What's the reason for you two coming here today to seek provocations? I advise you two to give up and retreat quickly, so as not to tear your face and not be easy to get along with each other!"

The king of the underworld sneered, but said nothing, and in the thousand feet of blood river, a tall shadow appeared, which was the saint of the blood river.

"How many practices do you have? How dare you set up a sect and claim to be a heavenly master? That's all. He actually bullied my Virgin Mary and insulted my saint. Today, let you, the little thief, know the result of arrogance."

Fang Daoming laughed and said, "I'm so ashamed. I have nothing to do with the Virgin and Saint. Your door is not strict and the care is not good, but you come to blame me. There are still such truths in the world."

In the depths of the blood river, there are three people in a cave, the saint of the blood river and the Virgin Mary of the blood river, while Sharina sat cross-legged and closed her eyes, as if she were practicing.

The Holy King of Blood River said in a low voice, " apprentice, you have also seen it. The thief is cold and ruthless and doesn't care about you at all. Why do you have to miss him? Instead, you miss his practice."

Shalina's voice is flat: "Love is love. How can he cover his heart because of external things? Whether he regards me as a treasure or a broom, even if he disappears and dies forever, that love cannot die."

The Virgin of the Blood River beside her scolded anxiously, "You child, how can you give up so much that there is no hope of practice in the future!"

Shalina's eyes suddenly opened, and her eyes were confused, shining and changeable. This feeling is like looking through the river of blood, and there is an elegant and high-spirited figure. This feeling seems to reappear in the past. The mutual support on Zhenwu Mountain, the regret of the wild moon night is beyond reach, and the sadness at the foot of Daoming Mountain is desperate. This feeling seems to see through reincarnation, ten lifetimes, reincarnation entanglement, joys and sorrows, and scattered.

Shalina's eyes reopened, returned to reality, and left a faint sentence: "It can be extremely emotional, and it can be extremely true." Then he stopped talking.

The Virgin of the Blood River was speechless, but the Holy Blood River suddenly shocked his heart. His eyes flashed fiercely and said coldly, "Madam, just watch here. Wait for me to capture the boy first, and then talk about it."