Demon Venerable attaches great importance to

sea ​​of ​​fire.

Li Wuke knelt on one knee in the fire, his hair was disheveled, and he was leaning on a black iron gun with one hand. The red tassel on his gun had just drunk blood, and there was an ominous dark red light.

Around Li Wuke, the corpses of the elders of the alliance were gradually swallowed by the ground fire.

Xiao Ji struggled to piece together the cracked Vajra body, grinning and staring at Li Wuke, who was motionless, but dared not step forward, his heart beating wildly.

"You said..." the words just started.

Li Wuke suddenly raised his head.

"Clang!" Xiao Ji was so frightened that his teeth hit his tongue. Due to his profound skills, his tongue has also been cultivated into a vajra indestructible tongue. At this time, he actually made a sound like gold and iron colliding.

Li Wuke's eyes swept over directly.

Cui Zhan, who was also nervous, glared at Xiao Ji bitterly.

In the sticky and messy blood-stained hair, Li Wuke's eyes flashed an ominous red light.

Xiao Ji was not convinced, his round eyes widened, and he glared at Cui Zhan's eyebrows—didn't he already take the medicine?You sell fake medicine?

Cui Zhan's eyebrows were so angry that his heart ached, and it took time for the medicine to take effect.She turned her head not to look at Xiao Ji, nor did she dare to look at Li Wuke, who was like a demon god coming into the world at this time, her eyes were closed tightly, and she couldn't help chanting, "I'm falling, I'm falling..."

boom!

Li Wuke let go of his hand, slowly closed his blood red eyes, and fell into the sea of ​​flames.

A spirit shield flew out from Cui Zhanmei's hand, protecting Li Wuke who was unconscious in the ground fire.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Li Wuke had not moved at all, Xiao Ji and Cui Zhanmei cautiously stepped forward to help Li Wuke up.

"Go, go, go quickly." Cui Zhanmei urged.

Xiao Ji's eyes were still looking down at the ground fire, and Cui Zhanmei slapped Xiao Ji's slippery bald head with a slap.

"Our slender arms and legs are not worthy of meddling in the following matters. Anyway, we have finished what your lord told us, so hurry up and don't be stupid. With our strength, it will be a hindrance."

Isn't this a sign of loyalty?

Xiao Ji slandered, and looked loyally at the fire again, before running away with Li Wuke and Cui Zhanmei on his back.

At this time, under the ground fire, the melodious ancient bell of the empty mysterious bell echoed non-stop in this space separated by the sea water and the ground fire.

On the Tongtian Altar, the corpse raised its head, opened its mouth and howled miserably, with blood and tears in its eyes.

Long Tian's words are being fulfilled, Gushen mirror without a mirror is no match for Kong Xuanzhong.

With the last chime of the bell, in the endless river of time, the wave that belonged to the ancient altar finally broke away from the mirror surface. Under the cover of the empty mysterious bell, the colorful mirror surface of the Gushen Mirror could no longer reflect the unsealed Tongtian Altar.

A ray of colorful light escaped from the long river of time and flew into Lu Wuhui's altar.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The blood and tears from the bones flooded the altar, and the unsealed Tongtian altar beat like a living heart.

The beating frequency seems to be calling for something.

The eyes of the altar opened, staring at Lu Wuhui like a living thing.

Lu Wuhui's three-mountain holy seal between his eyebrows shone brightly, clearly reflecting countless dirty red rays of light rushing out from the altar and rushing towards him.

The colorful light curtain fell, and Gu Shenjing spontaneously protected the Lord, blocking the dirty red line outside.

But this is only the beginning.

"Lu Wuhui, let's see your ending with your own eyes." On the altar, Long Tian bowed to the book three times devoutly.

"Please fate—"

Crash.

The Tongtian Altar was unsealed, and the attracted power completely revived the book.

After three prostrations, the book automatically turned its pages, and grew in the wind, covering this space and enveloping Lu Wuji.

Lu Wuhui raised his head, the pages of the book were printed in black and white with the ending of Venerable Wuhui.

[Ba Tianxianzun and Mozun Lu Wuhui fought in the Western Regions, destroying Lu Wuhui, tempering his soul in the empty Xuanzhong, Lu Wuhui's soul flew away. 】

The brilliant pages of the book are like the sky falling down, and there will be no return to the trial.

The red-clothed Demon Lord under the pages of the book looked extremely small.

Long Tian stood on the altar with an empty profound bell in his hand, watching this scene with a smile.

The power of the ancient altar has already entangled Lu Wuhui's hands and feet. I don't know if the current Lu Wuhui still has the ability just now.

The time may have come.

Long Tian stepped down from the altar, he was going to harvest his prey.

"Lu Wuhui, just catch him without a fight, and I can still give you a good time."

Yet at this moment.

The cyan sword light descended into the world like a flying fairy, blazing like a flying fairy, relentlessly moving forward, pointing directly at the page of the book!

Zheng---

The sword light is sharp, but it can't pierce this strange page, as if this page is really made by destiny.

The white figure was also small, like a star in the night sky.

But Long Tian felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and couldn't maintain his dignified appearance, "Thank you Daozhen! You didn't die in Teng Snake's hands!"

Xie Daozhen turned around, ignored Long Tian, ​​but looked at Lu Wuhui.

The eyes of the two met, and everything was silent.

Turning around again, Xie Daozhen was expressionless, "What fateful ending! I thank someone for denying it!"

With the Qingxiao sword in hand, blood slid into the sword body, and the cyan light turned red inch by inch, showing murderous intent.

Long Tian could no longer pretend to be calm, and others could not do anything about the Book of Destiny, but Xie Daozhen, as the protagonist of this world, the son of the world, was different.

clang--

The empty mysterious bell rang again, and Long Tian tried to stop Xie Daozhen.

The colorful light flashed past, and the oscillating clock wave shrank back and was forced into the empty mysterious clock.

A red ray saw the gap in the Gushen mirror, and took the opportunity to penetrate Lu Wuhui's right hand.

And in the void, the red sword light reflected the pages of the book red, obliterating a single word.

The bell sound was stopped by Gu Shenjing.

The red sword light in the void never went out.

The blood continued to flow, and the ominous black letters on the book disappeared one by one.

In the long red light, the white figure stood still, and he wanted to eliminate the ending of Lu Wuhui's death with his own hands.

As for Long Tian, ​​he was horrified at Lu Wuhui.

When Long Tianyue and Lu Wuhui fought against each other, they were even more shocked from the bottom of their hearts.

How could Lu Wuhui still fight!

His current strength is already close to that of Batian Immortal Venerable.As for Lu Wuhui, the power of the Tongtian Altar had eroded blood holes in Lu Wuhui's body one after another, but Lu Wuhui didn't even notice it, and he didn't even change his expression.

Can he really defeat Lu Wuhui as described in the Book of Destiny?

For the first time, Long Tian had doubts about Tianming.

But soon, Long Tian strengthened his mentality again.No matter how tyrannical Lu Wuhui was, it was only temporary. In this world, Lu Wuhui was forced to re-cultivate, and he hadn't had time to grow into a demon king.Lu Wuhui's current strength is only temporary, as long as he persists, Lu Wuhui must be the loser.

The same is true of Xie Daozhen.

The blood in his body was not endless, and the bloody sword light was not cut off, but Xie Dao could really feel that his hand swinging the sword was getting slower and slower, so slow that he couldn't bear it.

But fortunately, he has a lot of top grade Nine Suns Blood Regenerating Grass.