Chapter 57 Blood Sea Demonism

"How on earth did you know about the position of the lord of the world?"

For a long time, Tongtian finally opened his thin lips and said coldly.

In the face of the huge cold pressure, Xuan Ming frowned, but smiled faintly and said, "I guess."

Seeing Tongtian showing distrustful eyes, he waved his hand with a smile and said, "Don't believe it, I really guessed. Do you remember that when you were in Wuyi Mountain, you had a small quarrel with the Taishang uncle? At that time, he said, 'Little brother, although I don't know what is worth competing with him, and I don't want to know, I advise you that the sword formula is not a good thing to practice. It's not normal to be practice so quickly. I advise you not to take it lightly for the sake of competition...'

Xuanming learned Taishang's voice and said the original words again with his unique memory. That's what I learned. Tongtian frowned, but finally remembered. That's when Xuanming went to Wuyi Mountain to steal Linmu for himself, right? He seems to have said so. But with this alone, he can guess?

Looking at Tongtian's unconscious doubts, Xuanming smiled and said, "Of course, it's more than that. At that time, this didn't make me think much at all. But later, when we returned to the doushu palace and returned to Taijitu, he asked you, 'You really don't want it?'

Xuanming raised his eyebrows and looked at Tongtian with a quiet face and said with a smile, "Master, do you remember how you answered at that time?"

Tong Tian frowned and then smiled, "I said at that time, 'If I really want to, will this thing become the current situation?'"

"Not bad." Xuanming nodded and said, "I always thought you had to be Taijitu. Later, I learned about the 'ten mysteries' from Xiao Xiang, and I knew that things were not that simple. So I thought of the Pangu axe again. The magic religion has repeatedly competed for the four innate treasures, isn't it?

"Then you think that they are fighting for that position?" Tong Tian raised his eyebrows with admiration.

"Yes, I've been thinking, what else is there to compete for for a high-ranking person like you?" Xuanming looked confused and looked at Jinwu in the middle of the sky.

That's right. At this time, he still couldn't figure out what's there to argue about that seat?

What is worth fighting for as powerful as Empresswa, Sanqing and others?

Hearing Xuanming's confused question, Tongtian frowned and looked at Xuanming for a while. His eyes gradually changed from joking to cold, and then returned to relief, and gradually became happy and sad. A piece of indifference. Then he returned to the evil appearance of everything in the past. He looked up to the sky and laughed, echoing with magnetic laughter.

He said, "Ming'er, do you know why Xuanqing has been imprisoned you?"

Looking at Xuan Ming's confused look, he became surprised in an instant. He smiled evilly and said, "It's fortunate that you have met me, otherwise you will be killed by this curiosity as soon as you come out of the East China Sea!"

What? Xuan Ming frowned helplessly and thought that Tongtian could tell him the reason so that he could get rid of Xuanqing's claws. Unexpectedly, he was teased by Tongtian in the end.

"Don't believe it. Maybe this is really one of the reasons." Tong Tian tilted his head slightly and looked at Xuan Ming jokingly with smiling eyes.

Xuan Ming curled his lips, but he knew that he was reminding himself not to show too much curiosity in front of Xuanqing. Indeed, with Xuanqing's nature, if she shows too much interest in this matter, I'm afraid she won't let herself come out.

Our Lady, what happened back then...

"Ha ha, Ming'er." Xuanming understood what he meant and asked, "How are you going to deal with that demon religion?"

"Go according to your plan!" Xuan Ming raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Oh, okay." Tong Tian smiled and then said, "However, you have to be careful."

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid." Xuan Ming smiled desolately, and then said with a contemptuous and sarcastic smile, "If even they can't handle it, they deserve it!"

"Ha ha, don't underestimate them." Tongtian looked at Xuanming's confident appearance and couldn't help laughing. Then he threw the solar beads to Xuan Ming and said, "You take this pearl. Now the next three beads are already in your hands, and it's up to you how to use them. I'm leaving! Be careful."

As soon as the voice fell, the red shadow flashed and disappeared in an instant.

"Are you leaving in such a hurry?" Xuan Ming stared at the place where Tongtian had just stood and was speechless for a while. Then he took out the previous two solar beads and observed them carefully. He frowned and said, "Master, although everything looks careless, he actually knows everything very well."

Take the current solar beads as an example. How did he know that this second solar pearl was in my hands?

Xuan Ming's eyes flashed, and suddenly smiled, stared at the sun-eating pearls with sharp eyes, and snorted coldly. His white sleeves swept, and he had put three water-blue beads in the air into his sleeves. He flashed out of the West Sea.

There is a sea 100,000 miles south of the West Sea. The sea is clear and the fish and shrimp are clearly visible in the water. Unfortunately, the name is very unpleasant. Whether it is the magic religion or the people in the world, they call it the "sea of blood" - the "sea of blood" in the top ten mysteries of the star world.

The mountains surrounded by the sea of blood are called mountains. In the mountains, on the halfway of a high mountain in the center, there are hard green rocks and green shrubs. In the middle of the bushes or standing a few old cypresses, and there is a hole behind the cypress trees. Perhaps because of the cover of these cypress trees, the hole is dark and difficult to see. And this small hole, which looks simple and universal, is the place where the general hall of the demon religion is searched all over the sky and earth.

Entering the hole and through the narrow and winding passage, it is a dark and spacious palace. In the middle is a throne carved with a blood demon skeleton, and behind the throne is a blue-gray wall engraved with relief. The relief is engraved with a head with blue-faced tusks, huge red eyes, huge horns on the head, a big mouth open, blood on the fangs, and sharp giant horns. When I saw the demon statue for the first time, I may just feel that the relief is a little fierce. But if you stare at it, you can feel an irritable and evil spirit, slowly dispersing from the demon statue, gradually devouring people's minds, making people confused, blood rolling, angry, and finally losing consciousness, becoming a slave of the devil, and becoming a cruel and bloodthirsty demon.

Perhaps influenced by this ferocious monster, the atmosphere in the hall is very gloomy. Xitong stood quietly alone, staring at the demon statue behind the throne without blinking. His eyes are round and stained with blood. The blood-red eyes came out of his eyes, which was so cold.

Quiet, quiet and cold is terrible. Because of the silence, even Xitong's clenched fist, the "crackling" sound was as loud as thunder.

Suddenly, there was a burst of "bang!" The sound came from the side door of the hall. Xi Tong's eyes flashed, restrained his eyebrows, turned around and looked at the person with a smile.

At the side door of the hall, a middle-aged man in a black robe with gold edges and a blue fish tail crown paced slowly, with a clean and atmospheric face with a faint smile. He looked at Xi Tong and smiled again. His hands as big as Pufan patted gently, and the sound of "pop" sounded in the silent hall.

A middle-aged man was followed by a young man in brocade. The man is gentle and elegant. There was a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, as elegant as orchid. Let the lightning flash between Xitong and the middle-aged man, and the rapids surged darkly. He said to himself that he smiled and was elegant.

The middle-aged man stroked his palm and laughed. He looked at Xitong and said, "It's worthy of being a person in the demon religion. Even I, Di Yu, can't do it!! Haha! I really admire, that is, Ruan Mo was able to put the overall situation first, give up his master and complete the instructions of the four elders.

Xi Tong lowered his head slightly, hidden the haze, and then laughed and said, "The devil is flattered."

"Ha ha, my nephew is modest. It's rare for the elder to praise you this time. Pu Fan, a middle-aged man, patted Xitong's shoulder with his big hand, his eyes were cold, but he smiled and said, "The elder wants to see you, come with me."

"Yes." Xi Tong gritted his teeth and frowned, endured the big hand as heavy as a thousand pounds on his shoulder, and respectfully said yes to Di Yu. Follow Di Yu out of the door without delay.

The middle-aged man hummed coldly, and his eyes became grim. The man behind him couldn't help frowning. He hummed at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man couldn't help moving and restrained his displeasure. Take the lead to the resting place of the four elders.

After walking through the dry and bright corridor for a while, the three came to a dry and dark stone room. Although there are candles in the room, it is still dark and gloomy. There is nothing else in the room except these two lamps and four futons.

In the room, four old men with green heads sat cross-legged on four futons. The old man's closed eyes and no undulating chest made people feel that the four people were like four sculptures, lifeless. There is no sense of existence hidden in this dark and gloomy stone room. A piece of death overflowed into the stone room, but the originally gloomy stone room was even more gloomy.

However, in the face of such a horrible and strange stone room, the three middle-aged men still looked motionless. Except for the middle-aged man and the man who had been here many times, he only looked slightly surprised and then returned to normal in an instant.

Entering the stone room, the middle-aged man first bowed to the four old men and said, "Disciple Di Yu has seen four elders."

Di Yu, the 16th generation of demon brother, is not very big-minded, but has no strategy. The right saint of the demon religion is also Xiao. There is a woman under her knee, which is very spoiled.

The sound is not loud, but in this gloomy and quiet stone room, it sounds like a Thunderbolt. Unfortunately, the four elders are still closed and do not move.

However, as if he was used to such a scene, the demon master Di Yu looked as usual and stood up respectfully. I looked at the man standing behind him. The man stepped forward and bowed to the four elders and said, "The right saint is also Xiao, I have met the four elders."

Yixiao, the right holy envoy, has won the favor of Di Yu, who was still the lord of the devil 3,000 years ago. A hundred years ago, he helped Di Yu repel several lords who wanted to take the throne of demons, and let Di Yu take down several people who rebelled in one fell swoop and successfully sit on the throne of the demon lord. Since then, Di Yu has been even more fond of him and even obeyed him.

Yi Xiao finished the salute and also retreated. The four elders are still silent.