Eternal gate

ah...!

The roar of the Black Abyss Demonic Dragon is full of mournful meaning.

It struggled hard, but couldn't break free of the seal. It watched helplessly as the essence was swallowed up by the little unicorn.

It's angry.

It refuses to give up.

It is the Black Abyss Demonic Dragon! The mount of the Blood Lord.

Eight thousand years ago, he and his master were able to survive secretly, sleeping for several generations, and finally woke up in this life. It was unknown what the master liked about Wang Yang, so he sealed it into Wang Yang's body and made Wang Yang his host.

It doesn't matter if you do this, you will lose your life.

It was as strong as the Immortal Demon Lord, and it had fought before, but fell into the hands of a Quantian.

ah...!

Also howling was Wang Yang.

His world was broken, and all the resentful spirits inside his body escaped.

This is nothing.

The resentful spirit is gone and can be swallowed again.

What really killed him was the Black Abyss Demonic Dragon, which was forcibly separated by Zhao Yun.

He is the host, and it has a contract with the Black Abyss Demonic Dragon. The moment the demonic dragon leaves the body, he is sentenced to death, and this death sentence, even the Indestructible Demonic Body Art, will stand aside.

When he was dying, his emotions were mixed.

He was afraid because he was going to die.

He was angry, and his anger was defeated by Zhao Yun.

He also had regrets about provoking Zhao Yun.

If Zhao Yun had not been plotted against, and if the Zhao family had not been massacred, he would not have ended up like he did now. So what if he became the Holy Son of the Devil's Nest, or if he was favored by the Blood Lord, he, Wang Yang, would still be unable to escape death.

puff!

The bloody light appeared again.

It was Zhao Yun who abolished Prajna's cultivation.

At this moment, he frowned. This was not Prajna, or in other words, it was not the deity of Prajna. It should be the body of a Buddha. Its existing form was similar to the demon body of the Blood Lord and Wang Yang.

"My Buddha is merciful. If I don't go to hell, who will?" Prajna opened his lips slightly.

"Your compassion cannot represent kindness." Before Zhao Yun could speak, he heard the angry roars of the resentful spirits. The resentful spirits that emerged from Wang Yang's body were all surrounding this direction, and the number was so huge that it covered the sky and the earth.

Without waiting for Zhao Yun to shake Shen'er, each resentful spirit merged into Prajna's body.

Such a large number of resentful spirits gathered in one person's body, and all of them were conscious and sane. The power they gathered was extremely terrifying. How terrifying could it be? It was so terrifying that even Zhao Yun was knocked over.

Well...!

Prajna stumbled, holding his head and groaning.

Perhaps the resentment was so strong that it eroded her mind, making it difficult for her mind to remain peaceful.

"The Buddha is merciful. Is it wrong for me to save him?"

Prajna groaned, his expression already in agony.

Her cultivation has been abolished, and the Buddha's light on her body has become mottled and blurred.

"He killed my wife."

"My child was cruelly sucked by him before he was born."

"It's right for Buddha to save him, but it's equally right for us to hate you."

The roars and curses of the resentful spirits turned into roars from the soul, one after another, integrated into Prajna's soul, including their memories, the miserable and bloody scenes of their life, all merged into it, like a series of unbeautiful lines. The brand is engraved in the soul of Prajna. They want this Buddha to see what is good, what is evil, what is the world, and what is hell.

Well...!

Prajna groaned again, unable to stand still.

The Buddha's light on her body was completely annihilated inch by inch. What was replaced was mottled resentment that enveloped her whole body. There was no trace of the Buddha's posture. It didn't matter. The main thing was that her soul had been engraved too much. The brand is the incarnation of the resentful spirits. The miserable scenes in their memories are all replayed without exception. They even force their minds to experience it personally.

"Lord Buddha, this is the person you want to save. Shouldn't we hate you?" The howling of the resentful spirit never stopped.

Prajna cried.

Or maybe it was the resentful spirits who were crying.

However, their tears flowed out through Prajna's eyes.

The old man said that if a person is extremely sad, his tears will turn into blood, and the tears they shed are blood.

ah...!

Prajna's hissing was extremely painful.

Zhao Yun still couldn't tell whether it was the Buddha that was hissing or the resentful spirits that were roaring and wailing. He only knew that the Buddha's state of mind had been completely overwhelmed by resentment, and there was no longer any purification of the six roots.

puff!

Prajna disappeared and turned into a wisp of mist.

She is the body of a Buddha, and she should be in this form after she disintegrates.

And the resentful spirit that melted into her body really disappeared. Before leaving, they all turned into an illusory figure. Before embarking on the road to return to silence, they all looked back. Looking at Zhao Yun, he showed an ancient and vicissitudes of smile, not only grateful, but also sad.

Zhao Yun cupped his hands and leaned over, feeling guilty as well as seeing him off.

He is also a participant in this cause and effect.

In this way, he would have a share in any blood debt caused by Wang Yang.

The resentful spirits dispersed and were completely liberated.

Behind him, the screams of the Black Abyss Demonic Dragon also came to an end.

The essence of this demon dragon became the nutrition of the little unicorn, and the huge dragon body turned into fly ash.

Yaya!

The little unicorn jumped up and down, its whole body burning with flames.

After swallowing a Black Abyss Demonic Dragon, it grew in size again, and its vitality was extremely surging.

Maybe it swallowed too much and couldn't digest it for a while. It wandered around for a while and then returned to Danhai.

The demon dragon dies, but the Blood Lord feels it.

It was precisely because he sensed that the Black Abyss Demonic Dragon was buried that he was particularly angry.

That was his mount. Although it was a beast, it had been kept in captivity for many, many years and a lot of training resources had been spent. Such death was a waste of his long-term energy.

"Damn it."

The Blood Lord was furious, with overwhelming murderous intent, and knocked over Daxia Hongyuan with one palm.

Hongyuan's condition was extremely bad. He was not at his peak. He was far from being a match for the Blood Lord. It was very rare that he could hold on until now. If he continued to fight like this, he would definitely be killed by the Blood Lord.

The words are divided into two parts.

It's still that desert, with yellow sand flying freely.

The body of Prajna Buddha dispersed, and the black abyss demon dragon turned into flying ashes. Only Wang Yang was still alive, but he was not far from death. The demon dragon was forcibly pulled out, and the resentful spirits he raised rushed out of his body one by one. , has exceeded the scope of the ability of the Immortal Demonic Body Technique, and the bloody body can no longer look like a human being.

"It's a good trip." Zhao Yun said calmly, and a palm fell from the sky.

"No...no no..." Wang Yang hissed, his soul trembling with fear.

Zhao Yun had no mercy and fell with a palm.

The bloody light bloomed, and the Holy Son of the Demon Cave was turned into a bloody flower on the spot.

At this point, he and Wang Yang came to an end. They both came from Forgotten City. They were fellow villagers and enemies. Their grudges, right and wrong, all turned into a passing cloud with his palm.

At some point, he closed his eyes.

He looked around quietly, looking at the desert.

At this point, he couldn't even tell the difference between east, west, north and south.

"Buddha Land?"

Zhao Yun thought in his mind that the body of Prajna Buddha here might really be the legendary Buddha land. No wonder he couldn't find it. It turns out that this Buddhist pure land moves all the time and may even form its own space.

If it is really a Buddha land, then the Prajna deity may still be here.

Thinking of Prajna, he narrowed his eyes slightly and wondered what the Buddha had experienced in the past six months to become so powerful. Even the Buddha's body could be beaten. You can imagine how terrifying this Buddha is.

Thinking like this, he took steps.

He walked and looked all the way, but what he saw was not much different, because it was all yellow sand.

He wanted to go out, but he seemed to be trapped here, even his clone outside was isolated.

This is not good news.

You know, Hongyuan is still shopping with the Blood Lord?

Plans cannot keep up with changes.

If you can't get out of this desert, you won't be able to help Hongyuan in the battle.

If he couldn't get out of this flash demon, he wouldn't be able to use the Heavenly Tribulation to trick the Blood Lord.

"What the hell is this place?"

As he was leaving, Zhao Yun suddenly heard a loud curse.

Oh no, it should be a lot of yelling.

Apparently, a large group of people were gathering in the desert to curse.

"No wonder there has been no news from you."

Zhao Yun listened and followed the source of the sound.

As for you, he refers to Cang Qiong and the others, especially Cang Qiong's voice was the loudest among the scoldings.

When he reached the depths of the desert, he saw a human figure.

It was indeed Qingqiong and the others, a large group of people were cursing as they walked.

Eh?

Cang Qiong saw it and saw Zhao Yun from a long distance.

It's so damn sweet to see Zhao Yun here.

"Hey, are you all here?"

Zhao Yun came over and said this.

After hearing this, everyone coughed in unison, and a few of them even looked up at the sky. They had nothing left to eat and couldn't do anything. They were talking about them. Previously, in the strange Yunyou Valley, they were all trapped. Trapped inside, none of the treasures were found, and they almost caused a big mess.

Today, the situation is very similar.

To sum up, their trip out has only added to the chaos.

"Do you know where this is?"

Zhao Yun asked, looking around, and his eyes fell on Cang Qiong.

Qiang Qiong put his hands in his hands, with a serious expression on his face, and finally said three words: I don't know.

Can't blame him.

Eight thousand years is too long, and many terrains have changed. Who can remember clearly.

Most of the other seniors had the same attitude and had never seen this desert on the map.

"Is it possible... that it's Buddha land?" Zhao Yun asked tentatively.

"In my memory, the Buddha land is an oasis, with birds singing and flowers fragrant. Moreover, the Buddha's light envelopes the dusk and the sound of the Buddha resounds. It seems like a fairyland on earth, not this barren desert." Cang Qiong said leisurely.

“From the outside, it looks like an oasis.”

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter at the moment. Where is the Devil's Nest? You should go and see it."

"That's not the old nest, it's just a branch hall. I have destroyed it." Zhao Yun carried the wine bottle, and then he added, "There is also the Holy Son of the Devil's Cave, Wang Yang, who I have also sent back to his hometown."

"Okay, you've finished your work again."

"We can't finish it. Now the Demon Cave is owned by the Blood Lord."

"Blood Lord?"

Everyone in the room was shocked when they heard this word.

Especially Qianqiong, when he heard the word Blood Lord, his old body trembled violently. He knew who the Blood Lord was. He beat the Demon Lord half to death in the battle back then. He was a real ruthless person.

"Is he really still alive?" Cang Qiong looked intently.

"Alive." Zhao Yun didn't hide it, "I even had a fight with him before coming here."

This fight made the sky tremble.

The elders present also swallowed secretly for a while.

Blood Lord! Even the Demon King in his peak state struggled to beat him. You can imagine how strong that guy is. This guy actually fought with him and is still alive and kicking. Is Zhao Yun such a monster now?

After seeing it, everyone realized that Zhao Yun had advanced.

But even so, he cannot be the opponent of the Blood Lord.

"He's still alive."

The sky is no longer calm, and is turning back and forth.

Look at this expression, he is afraid of the Blood Lord from his soul.

You're right to be afraid, that's the leader of the blood demon lineage.