Chapter 320 Innate Curse, Blood Prison

The confrontation between Fang Daoming and the bloodthirsty demon god broke out again. The former has used the tower of creation and the ancient scroll of chaos. The power of the blood river reli released by those blood river can no longer invade his body. If the bloodthirsty demon god wants to defeat him, he can only rely on the difference in the realm of Taoism, or more powerful Taoism.

The bloodthirsty demon's mind gradually became dignified, knowing that he was facing a thousand-year-old, or even a rare person for ten thousand years, so he put away his previous contempt. But when he saw him muttering words, his hands scratched strange marks, and the blood river around him changed accordingly. The bloody river suddenly expanded, and the bay surrounded nine curves. With more and more blood light, it slowly evolved into a bloody world. In this bloody world, the breath was gloomy and horrible, like the arrival of infinite ghosts and gods, and a magnificent force spread, covering the thousands of miles of stars.

Fang Daoming suddenly felt that it was not good. This huge force actually suppressed the power of the yuan god, which was a familiar feeling with him. "The power of Jieyuan, the power of the Yin Caojieyuan, is not the vast land of Shenzhou, how can there be the power of Jieyuan?" Fang Daoming was secretly shocked, but then said, "No, this is fundamentally different from the power of Jieyuan. It's just that the effects are similar. How can this extraterritorial starry sky have such a Taoism?

When the bloodthirsty demon god saw that Fang Daoming no longer moved, he knew that his unique skills had played a role and couldn't help laughing: "Kid, are you afraid? What about the innate forbidden spell in the underworld blood prison? Has the yuan gods begun to condense? Didn't you ask me if I still have a card? This is the last card of me.

"The method of innate forbidden spells in the underworld blood prison," Fang Daoming said, "This method is by no means the method of the origin of your blood river. Where did you come from?"

"Hey, it's okay for the dying person to tell you. This method was obtained by chance from an ancestor by chance hundreds of thousands of years ago. This method is the method of innate origin, which evolves the blood river into the underworld blood prison. There are nine prisons in the underworld, and the underworld blood prison is one of them, who fell into the underworld blood prison. There is no other way but to escape from the torture of blood prison. The power of the underworld can suppress your genitable cultivation. Take it to death, boy!"

"Nine Prisons in the Underworld?" Fang Dao secretly muttered, "The vast land of Shenzhou, the three emperors opened the heavens and the earth and established the three worlds. Among them, the Yin Cao world is also divided into nine prisons, and there is the power of the Yin Cao. Is it something to do with this?"

Fang Daoming muttered, but his spells were not slow at all. Thirty-six chaotic qi in the tower of creation in his body swirling and rotated, instantly forming a lotus flower, wrapping himself in it and blocking the power of the underworld.

"Good thief, what's your origin for such a Taoism? Where does this law come from?"

"When the poor road inherits the fate of heaven, how can you understand that you have a bloody prison in the underworld, and the poor road has a wise sword field, and today I will share a high and low with you." Fang Daoming's mouth was full of pure chaotic air sprayed into Daoming's sword field. This sword field expanded in an instant, also covered thousands of miles of starry sky, stranded together with the other party's dark blood prison, collided with and fell, and fought equally for a moment. This scene is like when Fang Daoming arrived in the Yin Cao world at the beginning of that year and witnessed the intersection of the Buddhist world of the Tibetan Buddha Sect with the Yin Cao world. In an instant, countless swords were swallowed up by the ghost blood prison, and in an instant, a large area of the ghost blood prison was cut down and dissipated.

This is one after another. No one can help it. Let's see which method is powerful, can support it for a long time, or has another good plan, and instantly turn it over. This star domain has suffered, and the nearby star meteorites have been swallowed up and wiped up, leaving nothing. Fortunately, this is extremely desolate, and there is no life at all, and it is not harmful to the sky. Han Qinghui and others saw this situation, pushed the whole star array, trapped Salina and kept retreating before they were spared.

If you fight against someone's powerful mana, you will not be able to distinguish the winner in a moment. In particular, the two sides are the ancient demon gods who have practiced hundreds of thousands of years and practiced the method of chaotic creation. The two sides bit together and hanged in this vast starry sky and collided endlessly. No one wanted to stop first, and it was impossible for them to stop first. Fang Daoming was determined to shave the eyebrows of the bloodthirsty demon god, and even regarded him as his own sword stone and stepping stone. Such a training partner is difficult to find on weekdays.

The relationship between the two is ten days, but there is no difference between day and night in this vast starry sky. During this period, Fang Daoming looked for opportunities to attack the other party's blood river relic from time, but the bloodthirsty demon god was a lesson from the front car. At every critical moment, he could successfully remove the blood river relic and survived. However, in this way, the performance of Taoism was affected. The essence of Taoism was all in the blood river relic, but because he was afraid of Fang Daoming. The destruction has become shrinking and unable to exert its greatest power, so the evolved bloody prison is also affected by it, and it is difficult to gain the upper hand in front of the Daoming Sword Domain.

In these ten days of fighting magic killing, Fang Daoming has digested and integrated the previous hundred years of practice accumulation, and cut down the magic almost. The sword spirit in the Daoming sword field is also gradually getting rid of the realm of sword gasification. Each one is only pure sword spirit and supreme sword spirit, but in front of this sword spirit, let the blood river of the other party The big * method, how the dark blood prison changes, the infinite Taoist method, all of which are destroyed by a sword, and it is difficult to leap half a step over the thunder pool.

To such a point, the bloodthirsty demon god has realized that it is impossible to defeat the other party by his own strength. Only now, the only way is to call people.

The fighting method is not only a Taoist competition, but also a competition of interpersonal relationships. My friends have many Taoist friends, so there are more people and fewer bullying people, and saliva can drown you.

When the bloodthirsty demon god thought about it, it was a yuan god thought and went to the depths of the starry sky. However, he has someone, and Fang Daoming also has *. Just as his virtome escapes from the battlefield and is about to get into the void, the nearby void suddenly shakes, and a sword spirit escapes out and hangs it and destroys it invisible.

This shock almost made him jump up and immediately fled. Only the next moment, the sword light cut into the scene of the fighting method, cut quickly and accurately at the junction between the Daoming Sword Domain and the Nether Blood Prison, and then gave birth to a great strength to push away the Taoism of the two, which was regarded as a temporary peacemaker.

The two immediately knew that the master had come. At the same time, they retreated and were on guard. Fang Daoming made a big move and recruited Han Qinghui and others, together with his formation and Salina, and secretly protected them in the sword field.

"Who are you, please show up?" The bloodthirsty demon god first opened his mouth and shouted, and he thought in his heart that this man's cultivation was above me and that boy. Since he destroyed my thoughts, why did he separate us from the killing? I don't know whether it was an enemy or a friend. If there is anything wrong, I will run away immediately.

There was a loud laugh in the void, and a middle-aged scribe came out, with a wisp of black beard, a black robe, fairy style and Taoist bones, outstanding.

"Sword Spirit! It's you!" The bloodthirsty demon knew this person and was surprised to speak.

"It's the poor Tao," the Taoist who called the sword spirit laughed and said, "The two of them are all of the same origin. Why do you have to do this? It's not as good as a poor Taoist, how about you two stop talking about peace?"

Although Fang Daoming did not know this person, he had vaguely guessed his origin, so he withdrew the Taoism, sorted out his body, and then made a big gift respectfully. The bloodthirsty demon god shouted, "What's the way to your sword spirit? This boy came here to kill me for no reason, and even destroyed my blood river relic. It's impossible for me to stop talking today!"

The sword spirit Taoist smiled and said, "Bloodthirsty Demon God, do you think that with your ability, you can get good money from this little brother today? Poor Tao advises you to stop making peace, but it's for you. The blood river repose is gone, and you can continue to sacrifice. If you make one more enemy because of this, it is not worth it.

"Your little brother?" The bloodthirsty demon's heart suddenly jumped, "It turns out that this boy has something to do with you. If he doesn't compensate, you will compensate for him, otherwise, I will go to your master to reason!"

The sword spirit Taoist laughed: "Go to my master to reason? Bloodthirsty demon, who do you think you are? The ancestor of the pure sun realm? The poor Taoist master listened to the persuasion of the three creation ancestors and did not embarrass you, but it does not mean that he recognizes or even tolerates such a cruel act. If it makes the master's family unhappy for a while and kills and suppresses you one after another, it can be clear when it comes to the creation ancestor!"

The words of the sword spirit Taoist completely extinguished the hope of the bloodthirsty demon god, who couldn't help gritting his teeth, "It turns out that a man with a crazy sword, don't think that if he has cultivated the realm of innate pure yang, he can suppress us without asking right and wrong."

Jianling's face became colder and colder: "Your so-called right and wrong is also for you. Isn't it just that the realm of Taoism crushes people to death? If your realm of Taoism is not higher, how can those yuan gods be swallowed up by you?"

The bloodthirsty demon god was stunned and said in a low voice, "Okay, okay, okay, today you are a lot of people. I don't care about you. I will meet him every day and make a conclusion."

Jianling said, "If you think the poor Taoist master is quite unreasonable, I will tell you one or two more. My little brother has the grace of a living wife with Sun Dasheng, and also has a friendship with the pig official, and his son is even a monk under my little brother. I don't know what do you think of these two?"

The bloodthirsty demon god was completely stunned. It turned out that these three pure Yang ancestors were the most reasonable. Other Sun Dousheng and pigs were irritable and moody, and acted according to their preferences for a while. If they really angered them, they would die for no reason, but he doubted whether the sword spirit's words were credible. Why are the three pure Yang ancestors and this boy involved? However, the monks pay attention to leaving a glimmer of life. The so-called people would rather believe it than believe it. It seems that today's thing can only be abandoned, but it is a pity that their own blood river relic.

The bloodthirsty demon god recognized the situation and said with hatred, "Kid, I have recorded today's hatred. Don't think that with *, you can be arrogant everywhere. See you next time, it's not so cheap."

Jianling smiled and said, "Next time I see you, the poor will never interfere."

Fang Daoming smiled gently and didn't say a word. He let him escape into the void and walked without a trace.

// There is another chapter updated at 9 p.m.