Blood pool hell.

Darkness enveloped all sides.

Only dark blood pools of different sizes bloom with strange red awns, which are gloomy and frightening.

People here have left the blood pool and have chosen to sit still to refine the medicine of the relic elixir, in order to recover their cultivation as soon as possible.

The changes from the top spread to the bottom, causing a lot of gravel to fall sporadically and ignored.

Zhu Fu turned into black impermanence and sat on the spot.

His breath is sometimes absent, sometimes like the rising sun and the Buddha\'s light, which makes people calm.

Sometimes it\'s cold and gloomy, like Yasha Shura. The place where you sit is almost turned into a gloomy ghost that strangers are not allowed to enter.

No way!

Lanke mountain is the highest Dharma gate.

No life, no appearance, no appearance is invisible.

This method is successful. It can change in thousands of ways. It can escape from the world without hindrance. It can be with immortals, Buddhas and demons.

This is a natural exaggeration.

But it also shows that this skill is unpredictable.

For hundreds of years, the eminent monks and virtues of Lanke mountain have emerged one after another, but only three people have achieved this skill.

Zhu Fu is one of them!

"Hoo..."

A faint wind came from a distance.

Therefore, it was still far away, but Zhu Fu was alarmed and suddenly opened his eyes and looked away.

"No!"

"Someone broke into the blood pool hell!"

The low cry sounded, and the strong wind suddenly became rapid, indicating that someone was running towards here.

"Amitabha."

Zhu Fu folded his hands, his clothes were calm and automatic, and a soft Buddha light also appeared from him.

"Ka..."

The impermanence mask suddenly cracked, revealing his gentle, jade like appearance and solemn eyes.

"Da..."

A little under his feet, Zhu Fu had disappeared in situ.

The Buddha light hole breaks through the darkness, like a sharp light, pierces the void and rushes straight to the distant entrance.

He wants to ensure that everyone in the field is not disturbed. Naturally, he can\'t let anyone approach.

"Who?"

Far away.

A ghost wearing a cow\'s head mask opened his eyes suddenly and cut a knife in front without hesitation.

The sabre light is fierce and full of killing opportunities.

Shura knife!

This is the Lost Sword technique of liantai sect, but it appears in the hands of Niutou ghost.

The killing intention in the sabre technique is by no means inferior to the magic Sabre learned by Guo fan, especially the ruthlessness.

"How dare you break into the underworld!"

The horse\'s face on one side also snorted angrily, with both hands for a minute, and the purple strange light enveloped the whole audience in an instant.

Ziqi Tianluo hand!

Hundreds of years ago, tianluomi inherited the palm technique.

Where the purple light shrouded, the air suddenly became viscous, and even the air seemed to solidify and shine out of people\'s figure.

The breath on these two people can be called ferocious and surging. As soon as they make a move, they are raging with vigorous Qi.

The ox head and horse face in the hell is the peak master of vigorous Qi. It\'s only half a step away from opening the ancestral orifice in the eyebrow center.

"Well!"

"Hong..."

In the dark, the Buddha\'s light leaped and the grand sound came steadily.

The sound falls.

The void vibrates.

There is also a pair of big hands, like a lotus in full bloom, which are more than ten feet away.

The sound of subduing demons!

Heart Buddha palm!

In addition, there is no living method. What Zhu Fu learned is also the highest Dharma in Lanke mountain, which is not inferior to the ghost of hell.

And

He has opened the ancestral orifices in the center of his eyebrows, and his cultivation is better!

Palm out.

The knife light cracked and the purple Qi scattered.

"Hum!"

The ox head ghost almost hummed. His body suddenly pierced out and cut out more than ten feet in one step.

The whole person is like a sickle that kills all things.

Reap one\'s vitality.

The light of the knife is sharp, and the color changes when you look at it.

The horse\'s face is not willing to be outdone. It steps on the unique Beidou Tiangang step, and its body shape is unpredictable.

At the same time, the fist and palm change, and the strange light suddenly appears.

The martial arts he revealed do not know the origin, but it has the meaning of simplicity, unity and return to the yuan, and the unity of good and evil.

Together, they formed a whirlpool of vigorous Qi tens of meters ahead.

The hard rocks and one touch all turn into dust, and the body is even more unbearable.

On cultivation.

They are not as good as crown prince Zhu Fu.

However, the shortcomings of Zhu Fu\'s unstable breath and martial arts students\' astringency were also exposed.

Obviously.

The opponent\'s cultivation is high, but his state is unstable. He may have just been promoted and injured.

Fighting experience is even less.

High realm and high cultivation do not necessarily mean strong strength.

This is the reason why Guo Fanchu can rely on the magic knife to fight against the older generation of experts, and even win the war and cut it with a knife.

The killing in the underworld will last forever. Even an ox head and horse face need to be tested and experienced.

What\'s more?

They are all the best in the world, and it is normal for the weak to win the strong.

The same level.

There are few Jianghu experts in the world who are opponents of the hell ghost.

"Amitabha."

Zhu Fu folded his hands and recited the Buddha\'s name.

He was born with Buddha nature and knew his shortcomings, so he didn\'t intend to compete with his opponent.

With one hand stretched forward, Buddha light emerged.

"Heart Buddha palm!"

"Ten Thousand Buddhas, Chaozong!"

The Buddha\'s light covers an area of about Mu, and its big hands stretch like a ridge and dome, covering a world.

This palm.

The essence, Qi and spirit are integrated into one. They suppress the enemy with an absolute realm and force the opponent to meet him.

"Hoo..."

The light of ox head Sabre flickers, and the eyes are sharp and fine.

"Duan Wandao!"

When the sword falls, the world is dark.

All delusions seem to peel off in an instant. Even the Buddha light in front seems to dim.

"Great strength!"

As soon as the horses\' faces and palms gather, they strike out immediately after the sabre light.

His palm seemed to have no fancy, but there was a series of thunder in the void ten feet ahead.

Thunder roared in an endless stream. After the light of the knife, a channel was blown in the middle of the Buddha\'s palm.

The two figures flashed one by one, breaking Zhu Fu\'s palm and forcing him within two feet.

At such a close distance, many powerful methods are no longer difficult to perform.

The competition is about each other\'s cultivation details, physical strength, and the ability to change circumstances. If there is a slight difference, you may die.

"Moo!"

Zhu Fu spoke the truth, his eyes suddenly cleared, and the miscellaneous thoughts in the sea disappeared in an instant.

The surroundings should change and be perceived as much as possible.

Every move of a bull\'s head and horse\'s face seems to be under control.

Of course it\'s an illusion!

Sometimes, even if you can see and understand, you may not have time to make an appropriate response.

Only by cultivating martial arts and fighting into instinct is it the most reliable!

Zhu Fu is obviously not good at this.

At the moment when the bull and horse rushed close, he failed to seize the opportunity to attack on his own initiative.

But take a step back and choose to condense the golden body to ensure that you are healthy.

But at this time.

The bull\'s head and horse\'s face have stabilized the attack. The sword light dances wildly and the fists and palms are staggered. They are pressed against him.

"Boom..."

The rocks burst and the earth shook.

The fight between the three shook everywhere, and countless huge rocks fell from high altitude. They touched the strength below and smashed in an instant.

While facing the fierce charge, Zhu Fu obviously had no support, although he worked hard.

But he also knew he couldn\'t quit.

If not.

waste all the previous efforts!

"My Buddha is merciful."

He hung his head slightly, and Zhu Fu\'s body was steeply covered with a circle of Buddha light. The halo was like a curtain, with layers across his body.

Stop the ghost.

Although this can work for a while, it will obviously cost a lot of money, not a long-term plan.

Unfortunately, the wonderful technique has been used up before.

If not

"Moo!"

Zhu Fu\'s eyes coagulated and immediately swept away his thoughts. He knew that any distraction at this time was fatal enough.

But it\'s too late!

"No definite break!"

Under the induction of the air machine, the horse\'s eyes lit up, the five fingers of his right hand picked up and suddenly pecked forward.

The strength broke out and Zhu Fu\'s body suddenly shook.

"Good!"

The ox\'s head drank low, and the long knife awn rose in an instant. The strong killing opportunity was like essence, which also made Zhu Fu white.

"Go away!"

"Peng!"

The palm and knife collided, and the ox\'s body flashed through.

Zhu Fu also wanted to stop him. The horse face on one side had launched a crazy attack and blocked his way.

After rushing through the interception, the bull\'s head and body soared, and the scene around the blood pool in front immediately made his eyes jump.

"I knew there was a problem!"

The people here are not half hanging like Zhu Fu.

Not only have higher accomplishments, but also have been killed for a long time. They are worthy of the name of the old Jianghu.

Once you escape, except for the top ten ghost Shuai, even the judge is not fully sure!

"A group of tortured ghosts, who don\'t accept the punishment honestly, are trying to escape from the underworld?"

The ox\'s head roared wildly and his body flashed. He rushed to qingjingzi.

"Die!"

"Shua!"

The light of the knife falls, and the sharp killing machine condenses in the front line.

On the hard rock, there was a long slender crack silently.

"Hoo..."

The breeze floats and curls the hair.

The breeze was very slow, but the hair was one step ahead and appeared before the knife light.

The slender and weak hair is inconspicuous under the sharp knife light.

But it was the flying hair that made the eyes under the bull\'s head mask suddenly panic.

Time seems to be at a standstill at this moment.

The sharp linear knife light gently collides with the hair, and the hair is forced to bend, one, two, three

Every curved hair slows down the speed of the knife.

The soft hair also slowly unfolded and wrapped around the falling long knife from all directions.

"Shua!"

The time returned to normal.

The long knife in Niutou\'s palm also stopped steadily on qingjingzi\'s head. It was tightly wrapped by a handful of black hair and couldn\'t move at all.

"No!"

"That\'s right."

A long sigh came. Qingjingzi opened his eyes and slowly moved his body: "you\'re going to be unlucky!"

The ox\'s head turned pale.

Then he let go and clenched his fist.

The fist is full of meaning.

Empty fist!

The fist is silent, but its speed is extremely fast. It seems to blend into the void, and it is difficult to distinguish the trace.

"Peng!"

Before the front of the fist, he showed a thin palm.

The palm is not big, but it is like a spinning Tai Chi, which quickly dissipates the strength of the incoming boxing.

And push it gently.

"Ka..."

The cow\'s head twists and turns through the arm forged by thousands of hammers, the hand bone breaks, and the whole person throws it back like a shell.

"Peng!"

In the muffled sound, his whole body had been smashed into the mountain, and his mouth and nose kept gushing blood.

"Strong outside but strong in the middle!"

Qingjingzi moved his muscles and bones and stood up from the ground: "did you take this cultivation from others?"

"You can only dominate in the vigorous Qi realm. You can\'t open your eyebrow and ancestral orifices in this life!"

"Poof!"

The bull\'s head mask was broken, revealing the plain facial features inside: "don\'t be proud, you... You can\'t escape!"

"Really?"

Lian Wuhen also straightened up: "that\'s not necessarily. As long as there is no ghost handsome here, how many people can stop us?"

"Hey... Hey..."

The ox\'s head struggled to get up, his body trembled slightly, but his face was fearless.

"Since the underworld can catch you once, it will naturally have you