And after the Qijun left.

Xuanhuang Island is not calm.

The Blood River paves the road and reaches Xuanhuang Island.

Then, a dark red magic cart rushed from the end of the Blood River.

"The blood rain drifts away and the bones are cold, the autumn wind hides and frosts fly white, people are crazy and do not regret it, only the red maple will come to save their lives."

Scarlet rain fell from the sky, dyeing the earth blood red.

The desolate Xuanhuang Island instantly became a bloody world.

"It was you who sent back the corpse to the ghost? So what does your relationship with Mr. Yuan?"

The Ghost Qi Lord slowly stood up, shaking the Senluo white bone fan from time to time, and asked curiously.

"The relationship between transactions and many people are related to the heroes of the outside world. Is the Ghost Dragon King willing to let us have such a relationship?"

The blood curtain trembled, and a faint sound came from the carriage.

"Trade?" The Lord of Gui Qi chuckled, "It seems that if I don't complete this transaction, I'm afraid I will be unable to leave here today."

The blood car was silent, as if it had agreed to what the Ghost Qi Lord said.

The atmosphere in the venue was cold and stern.

A long time later, a strange light flashed in the Ghost Qi's eyes, "Ghost is a person who believes in words, but Ghost does not like to talk to people through the curtain."

As soon as the words fell, the Sonluo white bone fan in the hand of the Lord Gui Qi suddenly raised it high, and at the same time stepped on the mysterious step, "The Demon Blood Order!"

As soon as the evil move came out, the Ghost Qi commander's hand was blood-coagulated, and shot into the car like an arrow.

Inside the Blood River car, an evil figure sat cross-legged, and the light that penetrated into it reflected the slightly raised corners of the lips, as if it was disdainful and cold.

As the man bounced his fingers, the blood dissipated in an instant, and the extremely exploding energy disappeared silently without any waves.

The blood-colored curtain shook slightly, revealing half of the cheek in the car.

That was an extremely strange face, not the person he imagined.

However, disguise is the easiest thing, so what you see in front of you may not be true.

"Your Excellency has such a deep foundation, but since you come to Xuanhuang Island as a guest, it would be rude not to get off the bus. I will let the ghost ask you as soon as you ask."

As soon as the words fell, Gui Yuan in Gui Qi's main body urged him again, and his body swung rapidly, and the surrounding rocks were shattered, "Ba Xuanwu·Devil Cry."

Thousands of dark ghosts rushed out, wrapping the entire Blood River Cart, as if they were about to smash the things in front of them and reveal the true face of the person in the car.

"Since the Ghost Dragon King is so kindly invited, then I will be as you wish."

Yuan Wuji in the carriage chuckled and then punched out, "As soon as he ran through the sun and the moon!"

Boom!

The huge explosion was shocked, and the Xuanhuang shook it, the rocks shattered, the earth collapsed, and the power of one blow was shocked.

The next moment, a blood shadow flew out of the car.

"The blood rain drifts away and the bones are cold, the autumn wind hides and frosts fly white, people are crazy and do not regret it, only the red maple will come to save their lives."

Blood rain, flying snow, and falling maples fall at the same time, forming a strange and strange scene.

And in the snow, a young man wearing a red robe with a blood-red hair, a strange appearance, and a blood-drop on his eyebrows slowly turned around.

He also held a blood-colored folding fan in his hand, which depicted a tragic battlefield, with corpses piled up like mountains, broken soldiers standing like plants and trees, and the winding river water was also gathered by blood.

"The blood shadows are gone without a trace, Yin Qiukuang, born in the blood sea outside the universe, the Ghost Dragon King, has been missing for a long time."

Yuan Wuji nodded slightly, smiled at the corner of his mouth, mysterious.

"It's hard to see you." Lord Gui Qi shrugged, "But what you are talking about in the sea of ​​blood?"

"If the Ghost Qi Lord wants to witness, then you must complete our transaction with peace of mind."

The Ghost Qi Lord raised his eyebrows slightly, his face and expression remained unchanged, "It seems that the world of the Elf will be the key."

"The Ghost Dragon King is indeed worthy of being the wisdom of the Eight Tribes. The Blood Door is open to the world of the Elf. The Eight Tribes have a large number of people and are notorious. Therefore, I chose to cooperate with the Eight Tribes, but my patience is limited."

Speaking of this, Yuan Wuji raised three fingers, "Three days, three days, if you have not completed the mission, you will feel the true anger of Xue Yu. Don't forget that the dragon heads of the Elf World and Tianwu Canyon can be unblocked. Whose help you get?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Wuji suddenly raised his arms and soared into the sky. Then one day the blood-colored demon dragon jumped out. The entire Xuanhuang Island was attacked by a powerful storm again. Then the angry dragon roared and suddenly rushed towards the Ghost Qi Lord.

"Hmm?" The Lord of Gui Qi was surprised and had not yet thought about the meaning of the other party's words. He had already started the trick. At the same time, the Senluo white bone fan in his hand disappeared, and replaced by a dark evil blade, "Ba Xuanwu·Yan Huang Slash!"

Boom!

The two sides were shocked again, and the sea around Xuanhuang Island was boiling in an instant, and waves burst into the sky. Countless creatures died at this moment, and blood stained the sea surface of Baili red.

After the shock, the Blood River Cart disappeared, and Yin Qiukuang was also gone. As for a resounding sound, "Ghost Dragon King, I will come to Xuanhuang Island again in three days. I can give you a chance to be reborn and take your life back again."

After a long time, the violent sea gradually returned to calm, and the scarlet blood gradually dissipated with the surging water, making Xuanhuang Island even more insolent.

"It's interesting to threaten the eight tribes."

The evil blade in the hand of the Ghost Qi Lord disappeared, the white bones and the fan swayed gently, and his eyes were pondering, "Is the Blood Heaven? The hidden power of the suffering realm, the ghost man was curious whether it was really as you said, and the two dragon heads of the two sides seemed to be related to him. What does this mean? Maybe it's time to talk to Chi Luo."

Just as the Ghost Qi Lord was pondering, he heard the cold and solemn voice again.

"Precise what heaven and earth are not right, judge what black and white are not right, punish what sinners are not wrong, destroy what sun and moon are not broken. Confucianism, ruthlessness, law, Confucianism, selflessness."

The sonorous poem came, and a majestic figure approached with great strides.

"I will be the Lord of the Lord of the Imperial Punishment, I will meet again in the next lifetime, and it will be a long time since I left."

The Lord Guiqi looked at the person in front of him, as if full of emotion.

"Where is Yuli Jing?"

Jun Fengtian's expression was cold, and the sword behind him was restless. If it weren't for the safety of Yu Lijing, he had already cut down with one sword to clear the evil atmosphere.

"Ha, Yuli Jing is the son of a ghost, so there is no need to bother the young master of the Immortal Sect to worry about it."

The Ghost Qi Lord laughed and said calmly.

"Hmm?" Jun Fengtian frowned and said indifferently: "Ask you again, where is the Yuli Sutra?"

"Ouch!" Lord Gui Qi jumped and said in surprise: "Jun Fengtian, you are so majestic!"

Looking at Jun Fengtian, whose eyes were getting colder and colder, the Ghost Qi Lord suddenly sneered, "Yu Li Jing is my son. Why is it not your turn to be in charge of Jun Fengtian? I need you, it's better to leave, otherwise, you, the young master of the Immortal Sect, will probably stay here forever."

"You can try it."

Jun Fengtian's expression remained unchanged, and he shouted, his momentum was open.

Now he is countless times stronger than before.

"Hmph!" Lord Guiqi snorted coldly, "I want to save Wuer now, and I don't have time to play with you. Today, I will spare your life for my sake."

"I want to save Li Jing, I want to be present."

Jun Fengtian did not take a step back because he did not trust the Gui Qi Lord.

When Gui Qi Lord threatened Li Jing's life, this time it would never be so simple. With his personality, he would inevitably make trouble on Yu Li Jing. This is something that Jun Fengtian would never allow.

Although Yu Li Jing is the son of his enemy Gui Qizhu, Yu Li Jing was raised by him when he was in his infancy. Although Yu Xiao died, in his opinion, Yu Li Jing is the child of him and his junior sister.
Chapter completed!