Chapter 238 Blood River Shocks, Daoming Cuts Love

Jian Yixiu and Zhuang Wangu witnessed Fang Daoming's fight with the old devil. Although they did not see what he did in the bridge, they saw the old devil's fleshy expression and impatiently shook Fang Daoming out. They also guessed a little. They couldn't help thinking about it and secretly thinking about themselves.

Jian Yixiu said, "Have you ever been familiar with that sword just now?"

"If I didn't expect it, it should be the Yin Cao woman who escaped from the demon peak of Xianjianmen Town, but I didn't expect that she had been hiding in the Nether Hall for more than a hundred years." Fang Daoming did not ask where Qingyixiu and the five-color god cow went. Now, due to Jianzun's face, it is not easy to put them against these two. He will go to the extraterritorial starry sky in the future and wait for the opportunity to rectify them. In addition, Fang Daoming did not reveal anything. In fact, he was not afraid of the Yin Cao woman. He was only worried about the strange sword, in which the hidden peerless evil idea was the master. At present, Fang Daoming is far less than that.

Zhuang Wangu has been silent, and now he just said, "I thought this trip was just catching shrimp, but I didn't want to jump out of a big fish. It's really unexpected that there is still this person in this Nether Hall."

Jian Yixiu said, "Those two magic weapons have a great history. Is it possible that the bridge of the Yin Cao world and the Yellow Spring River are not?"

Fang Daoming was half-covered and his words were vague: "Looking at the appearance of those two magic weapons, they are indeed very similar to Naihe Bridge and Huangquan River, but these are all things in the underworld of Yin Cao. How can they appear in my life world?"

"It is rumored that the founder of this Nether Hall came from the Yin Cao Realm, but for tens of thousands of years, this old ghost has been hiding in the Nether Canyon, and today he has revealed his numb feet." Zhuang Wangu didn't seem to want to be too entangled, so he changed the topic: "Are you still going to the other Blood River Gate?"

Fang Daoming's expression was stunned, and a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, and then he was clear: "Naturally I'm going. Please lead the way first."

Zhuang Wangu saw Fang Daoming's Taoist cultivation, and naturally re-evaluated him in his heart, and even thought whether he could beat the other party if he used the door of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. However, Jian Yixiu secretly think about the consequences of Qingyixiu's sword just now. Fang Daoming didn't mention this, which made the consequences even more worrying. So the three of them went to the Blood River Gate with their own thoughts.

The three of them flew away all the way, fast, and vast mountains gradually appeared in the distant vision. This continuous mountain spans thousands of miles like a giant dragon, towering into the clouds, and the huge mountain body is actually red, red as red as blood.

It is rumored that at the time of the creation of the three emperors, a ten thousand miles of red dragon was born in this world. This red dragon was extremely fierce. Although it was finally defeated by Emperorwa and died, it turned into vast mountains at the moment of death and fell on this wild land, and the red dragon's bones and blood also turned into thousands of miles of blood river and stretched between these mountains, more There is a resentment spirit integrated into this surging blood river, as if it has become the blood river god. After thousands of years, the red dragon resentment spirit finally disappeared, and the essence of the blood river has also been refined and refined into the magic weapon of the blood river gate.

Fang Daoming heard that Zhuang Wangu talked about the origin of the Blood River Gate, but did not reveal that the blood river, the magic weapon of the Blood River Gate, has been collected and refined by himself with the tower of Creation and become a nourishing thing. "What other powerful figures are there in this Blood River Gate besides the Holy King of the Blood River?"

"The blood river gate has been founded for a long time, inherited from the ancient bloodthirsty demon god and the ancient blood river ancestor. Although the blood river ancestor mysteriously disappeared at the end of ancient times, the bloodthirsty demon god is still in the extraterritorial starry sky, and it is extremely mysterious. You still have to live too well."

Fang Daoming understood the meaning of Zhuang Wangu's words and smiled, "This blood river saint has embarrassed me several times. If I blindly tolerate it, how can I not let people in the world laugh at me? It doesn't matter. Our Daoming accepts your words today and only seeks the blood river saint to vent his anger."

Fang Daoming gave up and went to the depths of the bloody mountain as soon as he escaped. A gulp spans the depths of the mountains. Although it has already dried up, the magnificent scene of the waves in the past is faintly visible. Fang Daoming glanced at it, but saw that between the vast gap, there was a very large palace-walled temple, which was quite ancient.

It turned out that the first magic weapon of this blood river gate is the blood river collected by Fang Daoming. This blood river usually turns into a surging river, and the whole blood river gate is hidden in it, but the blood river saint went to find the bad luck of Daomingzong and only took this treasure of town religion. He did not want to escape back in confusion. He not only lost the magic weapon, but also broke it. A uncle almost fell. Now without the cover of the blood river, the blood river gate is naturally exposed in broad daylight.

Fang Daoming floated in mid-air and roared: "The Holy Lord of the Blood River! You have gone to my Daomingzong several times for no reason. Today, I came to the Taoist master in person. If you have the guts, come out and make it clear with me!"

Fang Daoming's roar was quite majestic, but he was angry with many elders of the Blood River Gate. Among them, several blood-red escapes came to Fang Daoming in an instant and wanted to take action. However, these people looked at the other party's cultivation in an instant, and saw the ensuing Jian Yixiu and Zhuang Wangu. They were immediately shocked and had to scold them angrily: "Who barks? If you can't find death, please report your name quickly!"

Fang Daoming ignored it at all and just roared: "Blood River Sage, you send some disciples and grandchildren out. Don't you have to be a shrinking turtle!"

Fang Daoming's scolding this time definitely angered the other party. One or two of them were desperate to take action. At this moment, another light came to his eyes. The man was red and said, "Several elders, please go back. I will deal with it here."

Although these elders were angry, they still hid in the blood river gate according to what the woman said. Fang Daoming took a look at the fiery woman in front of him and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. Go and call your master out."

Salina's eyes were confused and stared at Fang Daoming for a moment before saying, "Congratulations to Master Fang's ruthlessness. The great success of Taoism is my master and your defeated general."

Fang Daoming's heart suddenly fluttered, and then his heart stopped, "Where's the blood river saint?"

Salina said, "I am the new owner of the Blood River Gate. How can I not control this?"

"You?" Fang Daoming did not expect this change: "Wh Even if you are the Holy King of the Blood River, you will ask your master to come out."

Salina's eyebrows moved slightly: "What a great barbarism. I haven't seen you like this before. I haven't seen you for a hundred years. Your leader is majestic!"

"I won't hide it from you. Your master besieged my Taoist sect twice, intending to kill my Taoist sect. If it hadn't been for our Taoist luck, I'm afraid it would have turned into flying ashes. In terms of arbitrariness, how can I argue with your master?"

Salina couldn't help but be stunned, but there was some grievances. "You are now looking for my master for revenge, but it's too late. My master has left the world and driven the crane fairy."

"Dead!" This sudden change was not only quite surprised by Fang Daoming, but also shocked Jian Yixiu and Zhuang Wangu. Previously, a big fish was shocked in the Nether Hall, and now he has heard the news of the death of the Blood River Sage, but this old demon is also the cultivation of the immortal yuan god. How could he die inexplicably? There must be some conspiracy hidden in it?

Fang Daoming said, "Then your mother's blood river is there?"

Salina's voice is sad: "The master and the master are very affectionate, and naturally she went with the master."

Fang Daoming closed his eyes and his heart rose slightly: "I didn't expect that the Blood River Saint and the Blood River Virgin died for Salina. The Blood River Gate suffered this twist and turns. I don't know what will happen again."

The two of Jianzhuang saw that this had come to an accident, so both of them said goodbye and left Fang Daoming alone to face Salina. The latter looked sad, but his words were more resolute: "Although my master's wife is immortal, I'm still there. If you hate me a lot, just come and ask me for it."

"Since the Holy King of the Blood River has gone, the hatred between the poor road and him has been revealed, the smoke has dissipated, and the poor road will no longer stay for a long time. Let's say goodbye."

Fang Daoming was about to start, but he was called by Salina: "Do you hate me so much that you don't want to look at me?"

Fang Daoming slowly opened her eyes, and Salina glanced away, but saw that her eyes were as deep as the sea, as the universe, giving birth to endless changes. She only felt that she was in it. The scenes passed away from her eyes, both strange and familiar. The two figures were entangled together, separated and separated, as if they had three lives and seven generations, and like In the past and future, countless light and swords suddenly appeared in this passage of the long river, which shattered these figures and turned them into ashes. Fang Daoming's eyes were surprisingly clear, his tone was calm, and his sleeve robe trembled, and his sword spirit fluttered, and he flew out: "Heaven and earth are unintentional, and the road is ruthless. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other. Even if we meet again, there is no entanglement at all. Say goodbye to the poor road. Saint take care."

Fang Daoming's escape flashed and left without a trace. Salina sobbed softly, but the bitter voice flowed all over the bloody valley.

Fang Daoming once again escapes from the void, which is the ancient road to the depths of the mountain of death. His cultivation is not what it used to be, and it is not difficult to enter and exit the ancient road and the vast western sea.

In the vast western sea, the sound of waves is still the same, and the five-finger mountains towering into the clouds, still sonorous. Fang Daoming stepped on the West Sea, but his mind was shocked, so he called the Queen of the West Sea to see him. The Queen of the West Sea has not been seen for more than a hundred years, and her spirits are still the same, but her original cold eyes are actually a little warmer, and in every move, there are many more fireworks in the world.

Although Fang Daoming's cultivation is very different, he does not oppress people at all. Instead, he salutes respectfully: "Have you not seen each other for a hundred years? Is the poor third brother also safe?"

The Queen of the West Sea also returned the salute: "This vast West Sea is just the Taoist brother and me, which is also calm."

Fang Dao was overjoyed, so his words explained his intention. The latter was slightly shocked, "If the Taoist priest can do this, it's best. The Taoist priest will still go down to have a separate interview with Taoist priest Sun, and I won't disturb the two to catch up."

Fang Daoming thanked him, pinched a water escape formula, went straight to the bottom of the sea, looking for Sun Wuxing.