I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

Regarding the Blood Demon Ding Yin, quite a few people in Shushan actually know his legend.

However, few people know the relationship between Ding Yin, Blood Demon, and Baimei. The previous Fairy Yunyi is one, and the current Xuanjizi is one. No one else knows what the connection is between them.

As for Ding Yin's appearance, no one knew what he looked like since Baimei appeared.

Now, this handsome young man in a white robe actually called himself Ding Yin. How could this not shock the people present, and how could it not make Xuanjizi terrified?

"Oh no, the blood demon has appeared..."

Xuanjizi murmured.

"Master, hasn't the Blood Demon been here for a long time? Moreover, my brother and I have seen him before, and he doesn't look like this at all!" Yao Muyun exclaimed in shock.

"The blood demon you saw is nothing but a remnant soul..."

Xuanjizi said with some sadness, "Only after he absorbed the master's soul did he become a complete blood demon..."

Yao Muyun didn't understand, and neither did the Shushan people present. Only Wei Zheng and the others understood.

Because Tang Ku had already told his companions what he had seen and heard last night, so they certainly knew that the young man in white robe in front of them was the true nature of the Blood Demon Ding Yin.

"Well, that's great. Have all the disciples of Mount Shu become my subordinates?"

The Blood Demon who called himself Ding Yin couldn't help but tut his tongue repeatedly, "Haha, what a Red Corpse Lord you are! Haha, well, since you've helped me so much, I'll hold you accountable for trying to control my mind!"

Nezha on the other side frowned slightly, and the Wind Fire Wheel was as fast as wind and fire, and in a blink of an eye it brought him in front of Ding Yin. While he looked the other person up and down, the other person was also looking him up.

"Immortal God level?"

Nezha couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Hmm... Not bad... You're also at the Immortal God level? Haha, that's rare!"

Ding Yin laughed.

"It's not uncommon. We've seen it before. But you didn't look like this then!"

Nezha narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Besides, you didn't have such strong strength back then!"

"Oh, I remembered!"

Ding Yin slapped his forehead and laughed, "Yesterday you repelled my sea of blood and even injured my true form... You are very powerful!"

"Without further ado!"

Nezha pointed his flaming spear at Ding Yin and said calmly, "Your soul should be complete by now, and your magic power has increased so much. In fact, if you hadn't majored in magic, you might have already transcended the tribulation and ascended to heaven! Haha, there was no winner yesterday, so let's fight to our heart's content today!"

Ding Yin said with interest, "You like fighting so much? Haha, I've already introduced myself, don't you even want to tell me your name?"

"My last name is Li... Well, my name isn't important. You won't be able to remember it after you die anyway!"

Nezha laughed heartily, "Since you're already here, it would be a bit unreasonable not to give you a welcome gift..."

As he spoke, Nezha's fire spear had already stabbed out, and countless flame phantoms fell on Ding Yin, followed by intense high temperature and explosion.

boom!

Ding Yin's body exploded into pieces, countless pieces of flesh and blood flew out. He was truly dead, not even a trace of him remained...

However, Nezha knew that the man in front of him was not hurt at all.

Until now, his aura has not dissipated at all, but has become more condensed. Moreover, the terrifying demonic energy has never been seen before. Even Nezha has seen such a powerful demonic energy for the first time.

"I remember the last time someone was able to gather such demonic energy was in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation... Could it be that he alone could withstand a super formation of that level?"

Nezha couldn't help but laugh at himself, "Am I too suspicious?"

"Haha, you little brat, why did you start without waiting for an answer?"

The shattered flesh and blood suddenly turned into countless drops of blood, floating in the air, and Ding Yin's voice came from nowhere, but it actually went straight into people's hearts.

Afterwards, these blood drops suddenly gathered towards the place where Nezha had just stabbed, and in the blink of an eye they condensed into a new body, still the handsome young man in the white robe.

"There really is something to it. It seems that what the holy monk said about the indestructible sea of blood and the immortal blood demon is true?"

Nezha looked at Ding Yin and suddenly sighed, "I thought you were a powerful character, but I didn't expect you only relied on high health and defense... Oh, what a hassle!"

Ding Yin frowned slightly: "Is it just a nuisance?"

"Well, it's just a nuisance..."

Nezha waved his hand, and the shuttle in the air suddenly rushed down, like a cruise missile, smashing Ding Yin's entire body into pieces again. Then the shuttle instantly turned into a mecha and quickly combined with Nezha.

When Ding Yin returned to his original state, he saw a three or four meter tall robot facing him, holding a huge fire spear in its hand.

"It seems that a lot of changes have occurred during my absence. The mechanical creations before were not as sophisticated and powerful as this!"

Ding Yin couldn't help but praise him, "But, do you think I'm just what you said... Oh, high health and high defense, right? Haha, if you really think so, then I can only say, you're dead..."

As he spoke, a dazzling red light suddenly burst out, turning Ding Yin into crimson. Then, a blood-red sword that was more than ten meters long suddenly took shape in front of him, and then turned into a blood-red stream of light, stabbing towards Nezha.

The fiery red mecha actually looked quite inconspicuous in the blood-red, but Nezha was never a man who would sit back and wait for death. The power of the fire spear in the mecha's hand increased by more than ten times. The sky was filled with gun shadows, which blocked the long sword. Then a golden light flashed, and the Qiankun Circle suddenly flew up from behind the mecha. This magic weapon, which had been enlarged more than ten times, slammed into the blood-red long sword, instantly smashing it into pieces.

However, Nezha miscalculated. After the blood sword shattered, it turned into countless two-meter-long swords in mid-air and attacked Nezha. Nezha exerted his supernatural power and controlled the mecha to smash these blood-red flying swords into pieces, but he soon discovered that these blood swords were actually increasing in number, and as his attacks became more and more sharp, the attack power and speed of these blood swords were also becoming faster.

Ding Yin saw this scene and couldn't help but smile: "You don't have time to deal with it for the time being, so let's deal with Shushan's internal affairs first..."

His body turned into countless drops of blood and appeared in front of Xuanjizi almost instantly. The moment Ding Yin's body took shape, Xuanjizi felt his breathing stagnate, and then a big hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

"Haha, I remember you. You brought my good corpse to fight me... Well, you are the smartest and most loyal among all the people in Shushan now. If I keep you, you will definitely be a disaster!"

As he spoke, Ding Yin suddenly exerted force with his right hand, trying to break Xuanjizi's neck. Xuanjizi was unable to mobilize any magic power in his body and could only close his eyes and wait for death. However, he did not expect that suddenly, two sword beams, one purple and one green, came from the left and right, and directly cut off his arms like a pair of scissors.

Ding Yin frowned slightly, looked at the two junior disciples beside him, and couldn't help but laugh, "The Purple and Green Swords? ...Haha, I really miss them. I wonder if you have combined them into one?"