The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

The dark purple clouds suddenly occupied a scarlet devil area, opening up a thundercloud that belonged exclusively to the order of heaven. The dazzling divine light descended, clearing a piece of airspace.

The five-clawed thunder dragon rushed down and bit towards where Yu Mian was. Its vivid dragon eyes contained divine power and wisdom, which made people unable to help but prostrate themselves before it.

He raised his hand, and bound Canglong with his five fingers. Yu Mian took a step forward, moving towards the clouds with each rhythmic step. He put the spear in his right hand behind his back, and the strong wind blew his hair.

Before stepping into the thundercloud, she slightly turned her eyes to look at the speck of purple smoke outside the thundercloud, then calmed herself down and stepped into the cloud.

Sheng Qing stood straight outside the thundercloud, his eyes fixed on Yu Mian until her figure sank into the cloud, from blurry to disappearing little by little.

Then, she suddenly felt a dull pain in her chest. She raised her hand to cover her heart, and her eyes instantly fell in the direction of the blood pool.

The formation is backlashing...there are unusual movements!

Without caring about Yu Mian, her figure disappeared in an instant, and she came into the trap that trapped the demon general and headed towards the location of Chikan.

As far as she could see, the Red Scythe Demon Commander, who had been sitting cross-legged obediently in the formation, disappeared without a trace. Her expression instantly turned sinister, and her sharp claws stretched out from her fingertips.

——!

An ambush came from the dark. Before she saw the enemy with her red vertical pupils, she moved quickly, grabbed the opponent with one claw, and then lifted him up.

Dare to attack Mian'er when he is going through the thunder tribulation...

No...she can't die yet. Sheng Qing endured the murderous intent that arose after being provoked. He clenched his teeth and revealed sharp sharp teeth. He loosened his five fingers slightly. There was no emotion fluctuation between his eyebrows, only cold murderous intent.

Chikan smiled lightly and said calmly: "You are late..."

With a sound, the human figure in Shengqing's hand gradually disintegrated and turned into endless demonic energy, which swept towards her and wrapped her up. She could not break free for a while. She frowned slightly, then relaxed her brows and sneered, allowing herself to be covered by it.

A tight magic cocoon was formed on the spot.

The demon commander Chikan volunteered to sacrifice himself.

The next moment, bubbles surged in the blood pool, and a graceful body was torn away from the blood membrane bit by bit, revealing the graceful figure of an adult woman. She slowly opened her eyes containing the magic flame flower.

Whether it was a man or a snake, if they had feelings in their hearts, they would easily lose their composure. She had waited for this opportunity for a long time, and finally achieved her goal...

A pair of extremely sharp five fingers pierced out from the magic cocoon. The next moment, the entire magic cocoon was torn to pieces. Sheng Qing's face was extremely cold. He didn't expect that she would choose this method and take action at Mian'er at the critical moment.

The two gazes faced each other from afar across the Tiandu Nine Thunder Formation, murderous intent and pride entangled with each other.

Akasama was not surprised that Shengqing was able to break free, as it was just a means of temporary restraint.

What she wanted was always to die at the hands of the other party at the right time.

When a weight fell gently, the balance between good and evil was broken and slowly tilted towards the other end.

The magic sand in the devil's domain suddenly increased in strength, and countless scarlet sands swept and accumulated, beginning to move towards the center of the blood pool, gradually converging into an extremely large tornado.

In the eye of the storm, there is calm.

In the Tiandu Nine Thunder Formation, blood cocoons broke out and transformed into those deceased demon generals. With every breath they took, their strength increased rapidly, and the blood pools beneath their bodies were drained bit by bit.

The first thing they did when they woke up was to kneel down quietly towards the center, waiting for the Demon Lord to resurrect.

This grand plan was personally controlled by the Lord Demon, who used magic to cultivate the Dao and nurture the revival lamp of life, causing the Lord Demon to reach unprecedented strength when he was resurrected, and to sweep across the nine provinces in one fell swoop.

The Eighteen Demon Generals serve as assistants and are reborn in the blood pool after death, so their strength is relatively discounted.

But it's all worth it. As long as the Demon Lord wakes up fully, it will be worth it even if they die millions of times.

As the blood pool gradually revived, the Tiandu Nine Thunder Array let out a mournful cry that it could no longer sustain. Several points of the array were uprooted from the ground, or were completely eroded by the devilish sand.

Sheng Qing looked grim, and he immediately summoned two clones, and began to repair the formation as much as possible to buy some time for Mian'er.

Between heaven and earth, the calamity energy was so powerful that it was rare. Even the Jindan cultivators felt a momentary sense of suffocation. The cultivators who were regulating their breathing or meditating were instantly awakened.

It was visible to the naked eye that the grass, trees and mountains suddenly became dim.

Outside Tianmen Pass, the sound of the waves disappeared for a moment, and it became eerily quiet.

The monk guarding the gate stood up instantly and looked towards the red glow in the sky that was sweeping in like a demonic cloud.

"what happens?!"

"What's wrong!?"

...There was a slight commotion, and then it quickly quieted down. The heavenly beings sensed that the Demon Lord was about to wake up.

Elder Wudu looked across the coast, his fists clenched under his grey robe, and he made a decision in an instant. He turned to the gatekeepers and said, "All disciples, listen to my orders!"

"According to the usual practice, we will defend Tianmen Pass to the death! With the Spiritual Transformation as the main vanguard and the Nascent Soul as the auxiliary, we will form groups of three or five to resist the demonic tide... The rest of the combined cultivators, if you are willing to follow me to the Demon Realm to stop the demons, please go one step further!" The voice was as loud as a bell and was instantly transmitted over a hundred miles away.

"Understood sir!" The cultivators below the level of Divine Transformation responded in unison.

The cultivators in the fusion stage took a step forward and instantly came to Wudu's side. Some of them even sensed the calamity in the weather and had just arrived. There were many familiar faces among them.

The Venerable Buqi rushed over from Zhongzhou in an instant, using his full strength to activate the Earth-Shrinking Technique. The wine gourd almost spilled out. Seeing that there was no one around Wudu, he raised his hand to stroke his temples and said complacently, "I am not too late!"

"Jiu Mengzi, it's so rare to see you not be late!" A hearty voice sounded. Master Buqi turned his head to look at the source of the voice, but was patted lightly on his left shoulder and the gourd on his waist was snatched away.

Turning his head, he saw that his gourd had been opened and someone was drinking from it. Venerable Lingxu poured the wine into his mouth, and the wine dripped through his spiritual body and fell into the sea.

"You, a spiritual practitioner, are really wasting wine!" He scolded inwardly, but did not take the gourd back. He didn't know if he would be able to drink this wine again in the future.

In a few words, Venerable Hengyu, Venerable Yueqiong, Venerable Chifeng, and Venerable Zhangfeng arrived.

In addition, the elders from the Jinlei Sect, the Xuanwu Sect, and the Huoling Sect arrived one by one.

“The Supreme Mysterious Spirit!”

"Blessings are immeasurable!"

"..."

After a few polite greetings, Wudu waved his hand and prepared to lead the team into the Demon Realm.

Just heard a voice, "Wait a minute!"

Wu Du turned his head and saw Wang Zhi, dressed in a purple robe, holding Gu Ruci. He was less than six feet tall and looked like a child. However, he spoke in a very steady tone, "This battle, this sect master will lead the team."

It was a slightly hoarse boy's voice, he had grown up a lot.

As soon as he appeared, the eyes of the cultivators present all fell on Gu Ruci. They knew this Star-Picking Venerable, but they didn't know much about the young cultivator in front of them. The Venerable Elder of the Delusion Immortal Sect greeted him first and said, "Sect Master!"

Then the monks of other sects followed suit and saluted, "Venerable Fanli!"

Wang Zhi raised his hand and gestured, "Well, let's go..."

The 19 monks present subconsciously wanted to fly, but he controlled all their movements with one hand, and the scene before their eyes instantly came to the devil's realm covered with devilish sand.

What a great move!

[Friends, I'm a little stuck. I'll sort out my thoughts and make up for it tomorrow.]