Honghuang: People in Jiejiao become stronger by adding friends

The face of Wu Tian Mo Zu had a wild smile.

The power emanating from his body was almost the same as that of a saint.

His cold eyes fell on the three drops of blood essence floating in front of him.

At the same time, countless disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect helped him improve his luck.

As long as the seven emotions and six desires of the other party were affected, they could be made to join the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Therefore, the scale of the Heavenly Demon Sect spread in all directions at a terrifying speed.

Anyone who entered the Heavenly Demon Sect was a vicious and evil person.

Luo Xuan's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were fixed on Wu Tian Mo Zu.

"Tsk, it seems that this person is quite fast, but he is a little impatient, it's really a bit hasty."

Today, the Heavenly Demon Sect has a leader Wu Tian who is a saint.

It can also occupy a place in the prehistoric world.

At the same time, there are also sub-saint combat forces like Wu Anji under his command.

With just a little effort, he is much stronger than the old man of the Styx who has been fighting for many years.

I guess the old man of the Styx must be crying at this moment.

The old man of the Styx in the Netherworld Blood Sea has a gloomy expression.

Damn, he was born in the realm of saints, and it was a piece of cake for him to establish the saintly lineage.

Wu Anji, who is under his command, is not even his opponent.

Damn it, comparing people makes people angry, right?

The Demon Ancestor Wu Tian stared at the three drops of blood in front of him, with a hideous and creepy smile on his face, and chuckled.

"If there are three more Daluo Jinxians, there will be a place for the Heavenly Demon Sect in the prehistoric world."

The moment the voice fell, a strong demonic energy was poured into the three drops of blood.

The three drops of blood turned into human form at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, three voices that Luo Xuan was very familiar with were revealed.

Luo Xuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and whispered softly.

"Oh my god, these guys have really become coolies in the prehistoric world."

"Anyone with a plan would have to revive them and use them as coolies."

The three ancient witches, Zhu Jiuyin, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who had long since perished in the witch-demon calamity.

The three ancient witches, who were reborn with the help of their essence and blood, are naturally not as good as they were in their prime.

The power they can burst out now is at most the peak of the Golden Immortal, half a step to the Quasi-Sage realm.

After Wu Tian Mo Zu established the Heavenly Demon Sect, he did not care about the Heavenly Demon Sect at all.

His figure turned into a black escape light and disappeared without a trace.

Leaving many disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect to wreak havoc on the entire prehistoric world under the leadership of Wu Anji.

Luo Xuan pointed in the direction of the three ancient witches and said softly.

"Come on, you three brothers, kill those three ancient witches."

As soon as these words came out, the three rebels who had been prepared for a long time quickly set off.

Yang Jian wielded his three-pointed double-edged sword, and purple thunder burst out from his forehead, gushing out towards the ancestor witch Zhu Jiuyin.

From far to near, the power gradually increased, and the might of the God of Justice was released and exploded.

Nezha displayed his three heads and six arms, and countless magic weapons appeared in his hands.

He waved the Qiankun Circle and rushed towards the ancestor witch Zhurong.

Sun Wukong swung the golden hoop with great force, resisting the attack from the ancestor witch Gonggong.

The three Daluo Jinxians of the Tianmo Sect were just stopped by the three traitors.

Luo Xuan appeared in front of Wu Anji with the Pure Yang Sword in his hand.

With a faint smile on his face, he pointed the sword at Wu Anji and said softly.

"Tsk, you can become a sub-saint in such a short time. This is not a question of talent or not."

"A sub-saint with only a hundred years of life span has overdrawn too many things, but it's worth it for you."

"Next, will you commit suicide and surrender, or let me kill you myself?"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Anji swung the God-killing Spear with great vigor and snorted coldly.

"Even if I have a hundred years of life span, what can I do?!"

"At most, I will slaughter the prehistoric world for a hundred years, and the prehistoric world will have a strong and colorful stroke by me!"

"No one in the prehistoric world will pity me, only the magic way is feasible, I will become a real demon, and return the cause and effect to the prehistoric world!"

Luo Xuan looked at the flying God-killing Spear carrying rolling demonic energy and resentment.

His expression was indifferent, and he picked up the Pure Yang Sword to resist it.

In his hand, he held the innate treasure Chaos Bell.

A bell sounded out with waves of sound waves.

The space of the heaven and earth was distorted by it, and it looked extremely terrifying.

Boom——!!!

Wu Anji felt the attack of the sound wave.

His figure rushed back, and at the same time, he condensed the magic form of the sky and the devil.

He crossed his hands in front of his chest to resist, but the magic form was broken by the Chaos Bell.

The intense pain made Wu Anji's eyes appear a little scarlet.

The God-killing Spear turned into a black dragon with the devil's energy and roared forward.

The surrounding space was stained with black devil's energy, which looked hideous and terrifying.

Wu Anji did not hesitate at all, and the moment he attacked was very fast.

Luo Xuan sacrificed the twelfth-grade pureThe White Lotus of the World stood in front of him.

The white lotuses in the sky blocked the attack from Wu Anji.

Dozens of different primitive divine fires emerged in the endless white light.

Condensed into the Pure Yang Sword and slashed out a sword that could split the world.

Luo Xuan looked down at Wu Anji and chuckled.

"Sorry, buddy likes to play tricks!"

Boom! ! !

The sword blade spun and fell down, smashing the overwhelming magic image of the sky and the earth.

Puff!

Wu Anji spurted out a mouthful of blood, with a look of horror on his face.

His eyes were fixed on Luo Xuan, and he was about to continue swinging the God-killing Spear.

Who knew that the God-killing Spear turned into a bloody stream of light that could not be controlled.

Wu Anji's expression completely turned into despair, and he sat on the ground.

The God-killing Spear instantly pierced Wu Anji's heart.

Wu Anji, who was originally a sub-saint, turned into a mummy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then the God-killing Spear shattered time and space and disappeared without a trace.

Luo Xuan's emotionless eyes fell on Wu Anji and shook his head gently.

"Alas, all the quasi-saints in the sky can be turned into chess pieces, let alone you, a small mortal."

"Fortunately, the soul is still there. Even if it is broken, it can be reincarnated, and it is not considered a soul scattered."

After saying that, Luo Xuan sent Wu Anji's soul to reincarnation.

It happened that Nezha spit out divine fire and waved the Fire Spear, gold bricks and Qiankun Circle.

Continuously bombarded the ancestor witch Zhurong, killing him completely.

The Heavenly Punishment Eye between Yang Jian's eyebrows was even more thunderous.

Even the ancestor witch Zhu Jiuyin was not Yang Jian's opponent and turned into ashes and dissipated.

Sun Wukong simply and roughly swung the golden hoop and smashed the ancestor witch Gonggong to death.

Fortunately, the three ancestor witches only had the instinct to fight, and had no intelligence, relying entirely on demonic energy to support them.

The Heavenly Demon Sect had just been established, and the top combat force was only the Wutian Demon Ancestor.

Soon, the rebellious trio returned to Luo Xuan's back.

Luo Xuan stared at the mess in front of him and suddenly frowned, muttering softly.

"Establishing the Heavenly Demon Sect but not caring about it at all, it's a game no matter how you look at it, the Wutian Demon Ancestor is playing it very well."

"But who exactly is this Wutian Demon Ancestor?!"