"The nearest path you mentioned is at the bottom of the sea of ​​blood?" Fan Wujie leaned over and looked at the sea of ​​blood rolling blood beside the black cliff, and asked him with his eyes slanted: "So how should we go down? Don't tell me that you are jumping..."

"I don't know either!" Yuan Yu touched the short goatee on his chin and muttered: "He said this to me!"

"He?" Fan Wujie heard Yuan Yu himself and suddenly exploded: "It's true that you always heard from others! He heard someone casually say something unreliable, and dared to take me to the dead end... In other words, except for the possible shortcut to Guixu in the Blood Sea, what else do you already know?"

"Stop quarrel, I'll figure it out soon!" Yuan Yu's old Taoist calculated while lying on the terrain and terrain deep in the sacred mountain, and reviewing the terrain and terrain he had seen along the way.

"Old Taoist priest, you don't look like such an unreliable person!" Fan Wujie said, "Who can make you believe it so easily after saying so casually?"

"You are so sure that his words are reliable. Even if he says it is reliable, no one has ever been out of this infinite tribulation in the eyes of the Blood Sea Tribulation. The news he received must be reliable?" Fan Wujie was a little depressed: "You, you! Alas!"

"You don't know who he is!" Yuan Yu said in a distant tone.

Fan Wujie raised his eyelids: "Tell me who he is? With a single finger, that great god can point out the life path that countless old monsters trapped here have not found in countless kalpas?"

"Ancestor of the Styx!" Yuan Yu said with no nonchalantly:

Fan Wujie was speechless: "..."

His voice was dry, and he looked at Yuan Yu Lao with a strange look and said, "You mean the Demon Ancestor of Killing, he personally sent a dream to you, saying that there is a way out under the Blood Sea Tribulation?"

The old Taoist Yuan Yu glanced at him with a fool's eyes and said, "I have to walk the melody of eight lifetimes before I dream of killing the Demon Ancestor! Do you think I am like the 18 generations of ancestral tombs buried in the brink of the source of the tyrant and the land of great danger?"

"The Blood Sea Prison of the Asura clan is indeed terrible. No one has escaped from it since countless kalpas. This was originally the forbidden land for the Demon Ancestor to destroy the Great Asura King Poya, and later became a destructive land in Guixu that erased the wreckage of the world. Finally, it was used by King Shemori as a prison to imprison the destructive demons and the sinners of the Asura clan."

"But only here can we get rid of the coveted lands behind you, and we have ulterior motives."

"Otherwise, how can we fight with giants like Xuanmen, Buddhism, and Demon Sect?"

Yuan Yu sneered: "If you want to escape from their control, you have to play the most unexpected chess. Is there anything more unexpected chess than falling into a trap? Only such chess can catch them off guard and be inadequate, and give you and me the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Even if something goes wrong... aren't they still in the trap? In order to find the land of Daluo, they have to get us out of here?"

"And others can't escape this Blood Sea Prison, but they may not be able to keep me!" Yuan Yu said proudly.

Fan Wujie lowered his head and pondered: "The blood sea of ​​blood trapped a Da Luo to death. Why should we escape? Unless..."

"Unless I have the drawings of this prison!" Yuan Yu slapped his thigh and said with great enthusiasm:

"In the Demonic Way, a powerful sect, Blood Sea Demon Sect, once appeared. It is said that it is the direct inheritor of the Blood Sea Demon Sect and was later incorporated into the Great Asura Demon Sect."

"It is said that their fundamental Taoist tradition is the "Blood Sea Sutra" passed down by the Demon Ancestor."

"When I was young, I accidentally got some of the remaining chapters of the Blood Sea Sutra. The only thing that was completely imitated by one magical power is the Ecstasy Blood Sea in Guixu, which also includes the model inside the Blood Sea Tribulation Eye. That magical power can summon a wisp of the Blood Sea Tribulation Eye projection, and torture the enemy to death with the power of destructive catastrophe."

"Do you know where the only flaw of this magical power is?" Yuan Yu's old Taoist smiled with a complacent reserve.

"Below the sea eye..." Fan Wujie also understood what he was going to say: "So this is the magical power passed down by the Demon Killing Ancestor, and naturally also contains the secret and structure of the Demon Killing Ancestor of the Demon Killing Ancestor of the Demon Killing Ancestor of the Demon Killing Ancestor. Of course, there is no better understanding of this Jedi than creating this sea of ​​blood, or even this sea of ​​blood is his clone. His words are of course very reliable!"

"Then you can escape from this Jedi as long as you find a way to crack this magical power!" Fan Wujie said excitedly: "No wonder you dare to come down with the courage... It turns out that you actually brought the drawings left by the designer of this Jedi. What about that magical power? Take it out and review it for us, and collect the wisdom of me and I, can't you find a way out?"

"I'll give you the drawings long ago!" Yuan Yu smiled slightly, looking like everything was under control.

Fan Wujie was slightly stunned. He touched his stomach. Yuan Yu shook his head and said, "It's not the Immortal Medicine... Don't you think that this demon god tattooed on your body is a bit too lifelike? You are not surprised, why did the Dao of Destruction wipe out all the fragments and decay on your body! But there is still a tattoo that has not changed at all?"

Fan Wujie untied his coat and exposed the flower arm with an eight-armed and angry demon god tattooed.

Now that you can look closely, you can indeed find the extraordinary and strangeness of the demon god... The blood-red eyes were flowing with extremely evil demonic nature, and the dancing eight arms seemed to destroy everything. The demon god's fury, the hideous face of the red-faced and fanged face, and the aura of great destruction and destruction catastrophe, did have a strange demonic nature.

All other tattoos on him were spent, and even the divine text and dragon chapter on his tattoo could not be seen clearly.

But this demon god was the only one who, under the destructive power of the Blood Sea Tribulation Eye, not only did not fade or blur, but became clearer and more powerful.

"But this is my own tattoo!" Fan Wujie said in horror.

Yuan Yu said proudly: "What is more hidden than hiding something in other people's thoughts? I am afraid that someone can use strange magical powers to search my memory and see through the big chess I want to play, so I cut off the true meaning of the magical power in my memory and hide it in your thoughts. Then that true meaning will secretly affect your thoughts and draw it through your hands!"

"The magical powers created by the Demon Ancestor are not so easy to be destroyed. Things created at their level, whether tangible or invisible, have an immortal essence. Even if you destroy its carrier, it can still subtly copy itself again. The magical powers of our demonic path can be passed down from generation to generation by such means by the Demon Ancestor."

"Have you ever heard that some righteous sects wiped out a certain demon sect and burned the classics of the Demonic Taoism. Then, countless years later, there will be a genius who will suddenly understand some kind of inspiration through the remaining spoils of the battle that year, and be infected by the demon nature, and go into the devil and create some strange and terrible magical powers, rebel the sect and become a demon giant?"

It was the first time that Fan Wujie heard such a saying. At this time, he connected with the story of the rise of the Third Patriarch of the Fan family that he had seen from time.

Back then, the righteous family destroyed the last demonic sect that opposed them, and passed on a long-standing blood map sect. From then on, the rivers and seas were clear and the people in the Brahma Realm were full of power, and the righteous family flourished for a while.

The righteous family entered an unprecedented glorious era. At that time, the nine-grade Zhongzheng system was established in the Brahma Realm. Every thousand years, many aristocratic lords set up quotas for immortals based on the resources and spiritual energy of the Brahma Realm. They have advanced their talents and understanding from the poor children of the aristocratic families, and are all outstanding in their hearts and natures. Others who are not in the system are illegal cultivation of immortals, and they are all stupid insects that steal the creation of heaven and earth, and are killed by the heavenly tribulation!

Among the three major families every year, the ninth-rank Zhongzheng Immortal Officials travel to all families, hold banquets, competitions, secret exploration activities, and evaluate the qualifications of children of each family to cultivate immortals.

At that time, the aristocratic families created many secret realms of practice, and there were various competitions within each family, and there were various lists of storytellers in the entire Brahma Realm. There were also various Taoist sects, tea parties, fairy banquets, rings, and the world's cultivation resources were blocked in various secret realms. You need to participate in this social circle and evaluation system to obtain resources and opportunities for practice.

Family children had to learn Yang Ming from a young age and compete with their outstanding children of the aristocratic family. At the beginning, they did cultivate many excellent aristocratic talents, but in the end, this system gradually began to sink and corrupt, and sacrifice the interests of poor families at the beginning. Then it was the small family's turn. In the end, even the non-direct descendants of the three major clans were released and suppressed, and the entire practice environment became foul.

The third ancestor of the Fan family was also a child of an outside branch. In the family competition, he was jealous of the direct descendants of the branch because of his talent and extraordinary roots. Finally, he was plotted on the arena and his roots were broken. The immortal grade was reduced from the fifth grade to the ninth grade.

However, the third ancestor of the Fan family was determined and tolerant. After being suppressed and retaliated by various kinds of suppression and deposed as slaves, he still practiced hard. Finally, he found the spoils that had wiped out the Blood Tu Sect and a broken iron ring in the abandoned garbage dump of the family.

Then the third ancestor of the Fan family sacrificed his body to the devil, sacrificed his blood to the entire branch, and seized a noble young man with the Fan family's direct lineage. He burned, killed and looted all the way, and was ruthless. He even secretly gathered up the small families and poor geniuses who were suppressed in the Brahma Realm, rebuild the Blood Map Demon Sect, and finally had a big event.

He sacrificed blood to a world that the Brahma Realm was about to annex, created a tide of destruction, triggered the Guixu Avenue, destroyed the nine-grade immortal system that had lasted for millions of years in the Brahma Realm at that time, and proved the Dao Dao Lord.

It can be said that he was also the Third Patriarch of Fantasy and was also the son of luck for a while back then.

Fan Wujie originally thought that his third ancestor had extraordinary luck, and the Blood Map Demon Sect was just a stepping stone for the third ancestor to the position of the Three Ancestors. Now, it was clear that the Blood Map Demon Sect's luck was endless and its fundamental skills were immortal. The Brahma Realm continued to develop in this way, which had already provided a deep soil for the demon path. At that time, the contradiction was clearly like a mountain of firewood, and only one match was left!

The fundamental method of the Blood Map Demon Sect is that match. Even if there is no third ancestor of the Fan family, there will be the eldest ancestor of the Wang family and the second ancestor of the Xie family.

Fan Wujie looked down at the demon god who spread his arms and half of his shoulders, and felt the deep demonic nature of his tattooed body. He was secretly alert in his heart, what is the true meaning of the demon ancestor? It is not good to draw on whom? Since that is so critical, why don’t the vulgar old Taoist draw on him? There must be ghosts in it...

Fan Wujie didn't believe that such a strange thing would have no effect on him.

Yes, the true intention left by the Demon Ancestor will always be obtained by future generations again, and then the Demonic Taoist Sect will be revived in a momentous fortune. But why are those geniuses who have comprehended the true intention of the Demonic Taoist have all become demons?

"The old thief wants to plot against me and lure me into the devil's path!" Fan Wujie glanced at Yuan Yu.

Yuan Yu just whistled to prove that he knew nothing!

"The immortal medicine that flew out of the depths of the sacred mountain inexplicably..."

"I accidentally dug out the "Blood Sea Sutra" from a secret book of dual cultivation a few years ago..."

"Let me think about what 'opportunities' there are. This time I must throw them all to this 'destined person'? After this time, there will be no more chance! Ancestor! Don't throw things to me again... Now I see the opportunity you gave them out, and I dare not throw them away. I dare not take them. I have to give them everywhere to Toshihiko Masahiko, everyone who is destined is destined!"

Yuan Yu knew that this was the Killing Demon Ancestor urging him to achieve his achievements!

To develop and grow the demonic path, in addition to making blood by itself, he also has to dig out the Xuanmen Buddhist sect, and the best ones are often dug out. But as an undercover agent in the Magic Sect and the heart is in the Xuanmen, what can he do like this? So when Styx thinks of him, he will send some "opportunities" to urge him to develop "customers".

If you don’t find someone with destiny to send it out, then make a connection with the Styx!

Yuan Yu was unhappy to know what the fate of being connected with the Styx? Anyway, Yuan Yu was not happy to know... Since he was sent by the Styx, he often sent it out as soon as possible when he encountered such a thing. It is important to save his life. This time, the northwest wind of the immortal soil in the sacred mountain inexplicably shaved out an immortal tree when they arrived. No matter how strange it was, Yuan Yu had to take the initiative to give it to the scapegoat next to him!

In this layout, it is obvious that Fan Wujie is the center.

Yuan Yu didn't start early, and he was also in the eyes of the disaster. At that time, with all parties involved, he knew how much the blame would be on his head!

"It's yours... it's all yours!" Yuan Yu's eyes seemed to accidentally scan over Fan Wujie who was studying his tattoo.

Fan Wujie was very shocked. He looked up and said to the old Taoist Yuan Yu: "This is the only weakness you mentioned, the flaw in the sea of ​​blood..."

"Yes!" Yuan Yu slightly moved the eight-armed demon god on Fan Wujie's right arm. The demon god turned into a blood eye, concentrating the destructive catastrophe power. Yuan Yu stretched out his hand and gently pointed it at the bottom of the Blood Sea Eye, the sharp corner at the bottom of the blood vortex. The entire Blood Sea Eye was immediately disordered, and the destructive catastrophe power clashed everywhere, and the phantom quickly disintegrated.

Fan Wujie opened his right palm and slapped him. The eight-armed demon god on his right arm roared repeatedly, and his entire right arm was wrapped in a blood-colored storm vortex.

Yuan Yu was shocked and screamed loudly: "Boy Fan, you are killing someone!"

The blood-colored vortex triggered the destructive power in Jie's eyes, causing the blood-colored vortex on Fan Wujie's right arm to suddenly surged hundreds of times, lifting up the dead trees and strange rocks on the entire black cliff. The black strange cliff made a strange tremor and collided head-on with the blood-red vortex.

The strange Taoist patterns that appeared on the cliff shattered the entire blood-colored vortex!

But both Fan Wujie and Yuan Yu could detect that this was a force that was billions of times stronger than the blood-colored vortex, forcibly erasing it. From beginning to end, the black cliffs outside the sacred mountain failed to defeat the structure of the blood-colored vortex.

Fan Wujie sneered: "Why don't you say that the only weakness of this magical power can only be fully endured by its power on the front and grasp it? The flaw at the bottom of the Blood Sea is under the most lethal vortex of the Blood Sea Tribulation Eye. If you want to continue, you must first endure the strangulation of the entire power of the Blood Sea Tribulation Eye!"

"Have you said... this magical power cannot be cracked at all!"

Fan Wujie shouted angrily, and when he flew up, he was about to beat this unreliable old Taoist priest. Yuan Yu ran away with his head and said anxiously: "Wait... we cannot crack this magical power, and it may not be possible for others to crack it. Don't forget! What is the difference between the drawings of the Blood Sea Tribulation Eyes and the real objects!"

Fan Wujie snorted coldly: "I know, you are going to tell me that King Poya was killed by this magical power of the Demon Ancestor. Although he was dead and his body was suppressed here, before he died, he should have found a way to crack this magical power. So he grabbed the fragments of Daiyu Sacred Mountain from the bottom of the Blood Sea, stretched out the Blood Sea with one right hand, and opened up a pure land for his old subordinates!"

"So the mummies and the others do know how to escape from here, and we know that they are part of the plan to escape."

"We know that they are preparing to escape from the bottom of the sea of ​​blood... and we don't know how to go down to the bottom of the sea of ​​blood? Of course, someone has already thought about it for us!"

Fan Wujie just said lightly: "I just want you to know that if you keep it in hiding again... I will turn against you!"

Yuan Yu quickly calculated: "I won't sell it anymore! I won't keep it from being kept in the way! If King Poya wants to rescue his old subordinates, he naturally has to prepare a safe retreat for them. He has no time to tell his old subordinates too much because he is not sure that those things can be said and those things cannot be said. In Guixu, it is normal for you to die if you know too much, and it is very abnormal to die if you die!"

"So, he can't tell his old subordinates what he knows, but can only hint at something."

"For example, he cannot tell the old subordinates the structure of the Blood Sea Tribulation Eye, but he can create a miniature sea of ​​blood in his palm and copy the structure of the Sea of ​​Blood Sea. He cannot protect the old subordinates into the bottom of the Sea of ​​Sea of ​​Sea, but he can use his own body to create a safe passage to the bottom of the sea of ​​sea of ​​sea... King Poya stepped on the bottom of the Blood Sea of ​​Sea, held his right hand high, and broke away from the Sea of ​​Blood. His body is the safest bridge to the bottom of the Sea of ​​Blood!" Yuan Yu said.

"So we just need to find the path to King Poya's body and we can go all the way and leave the sea of ​​blood from the soles of his feet!"

"Then this passage is..." Fan Wujie turned around and looked at the sea of ​​blood outside the black cliff...

Yuan Yu nodded and said, "It's at the bottom of this sea of ​​blood... This sea of ​​blood is so calm. The reason why I haven't thought about the design of Tongpo Yawang is because I haven't linked this sea of ​​blood to the big sea of ​​blood outside. I didn't expect that this sea of ​​blood is also a drawing of the sea of ​​blood, and it is a more intuitive model than the drawings in my hand."

"The reason why this sea of ​​blood did not form a vortex of the sea eye was must be because the sea eye below was blocked by a plug. At that time, as long as the tie was pulled out, the sea of ​​blood would form a huge vortex. At this time, as long as the divine ash was controlled by the sacred mountain and penetrated into the sea eye along the vortex, they could break through the sea eye and enter the blood vessels of King Poya."

"The blood vessels of King Poya are an extremely huge underground blood river. When the divine ao swam along the underground river to the soles of King Poya's feet, you can come to the weakest place in the eyes of the Blood Sea Tribulation. Use Daiyu Sacred Mountain as the shell to resist the final wave of destruction and escape from here!"

"The plan is very perfect!" Fan Wujie exclaimed: "I am worthy of being the Great Asura King. The subordinate of the Demon Ancestor Destruction can think of using his remains to create a way out to protect his last tribe and old subordinates before he died. King Poya not only has powerful power that cannot be erased even the power of destruction, but also has the wisdom of not being moved by life and death and treating life and death as usual."

"What is most admirable is that he protects his own tribe's heart. No wonder his old subordinates were trapped in this Jedi and tortured this countless disasters. They did not complain about him at all, and were still loyal."

"Such a great sentiment..." Fan Wujie looked up and said, "It makes people want to kill them even more!"

Yuan Yu also nodded slightly and said, "It can be seen from the loyalty of King Poya to the ancestor Luohu and his subordinates to him that after these destruction demon disciples go out, they will never give up saving their leader and destruction demon ancestor Luohu. This loyalty is admirable, but this ambition cannot be indulged!"

"Kill them!" Fan Wujie held their right hand with a slight hand and made a gesture to kill them.
Chapter completed!