Fengshenzhi, I didn't want to fall in love with Nuwa

Black magic flames were burning up and down in the western sect, and these magic flames exuded a temperature that was suddenly cold and hot, and even Da Luo Jinxian felt frightened and frightened.

With the burning of the magic flame, the temples of the Western religion are disappearing!

This is not disappearing by being burned, but being reflected in the magic flame. In the ten thousand zhang magic flame, a magic mountain can be seen standing in it, and there are densely packed coffins hanging on the dark side of the mountain.

At this moment, part of the Western religion has also merged into the magic flame.

This is a different kind of devouring.

What Jidu wants seems to be to devour Western religion.

Even thinking about it, this kind of plan felt impossible to realize, but at this time, under various coincidences, Ji Du was able to succeed.

"These magic flames have the aura of the World-Mietering Black Lotus. The World-Mietering Black Lotus is an existence that can devour everything in the world. It seems that they are trying to refine the Western Sect..."

Ping Xin said: "Although this is the Western Sect, but the Demon Sect does not take me seriously!"

As soon as she stepped out, the yin and yang qi behind her circulated on her own, like two small fish swimming behind her. At the same time, the gate of ghosts opened behind her, and infinite ghost energy gushed out from the gate of ghosts. There was a chichi sound.

However, at this moment, an even larger demonic energy suddenly erupted.

The terrifying demonic energy rushed straight into Xiaohan, and the demonic flames erupting from Ji Du's body were instantly dissipated by this demonic energy. The Hanging Coffin Temple on Milou Mountain in the demonic flames, and even a part of the Western religion, were also washed away because of this. Got scattered.

"boom!"

The ground trembled violently, a phantom stepped out of nowhere, and the arrogant laughter came, shaking the Western Church with sand and dust.

In the void, a huge phantom appeared. The phantom was as high as ten feet high, with a ferocious appearance and an astonishing momentum.

Under this figure, a tall man stood out of nowhere, with black magic flames burning all over his body, forming a pair of black magic armor.

"Ji Du, hum!"

The man's tone was quite disdainful, and he stretched out his hand to pat Ji Du violently.

"Luo Hu, you...you're not dead yet?" Ji Du hastily raised his hands to resist, and a black lotus rose above his head.

However, when Luo Hu's palm fell, the lotus flower on Ji Du's head immediately shattered!

The magic flame broke the magic flame, and Luo Hu directly penetrated Ji Du's heart with one hand.

Empress Pingxin's face was serious, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she said, "Luo Hu's strength has become stronger, far surpassing the last time."

Zishou frowned and said, "The last time we met in the sea of ​​blood, he was beaten by Hongjun's three corpses until only one head remained and fled into the dark abyss. How could he recover his strength so quickly?"

Madam Pingxin said: "The Dao eliminates the demon leader, and the Taoist leader eliminates the demon. Two of Hongjun's three corpses were killed, and only the remaining corpse could not restrain the demon way. Besides, the dark abyss is the darkest corner of the prehistoric world. There are all kinds of despair, killing, and destruction, so it is normal for Luo Hu to recover his strength."

Nuwa also sighed, looking at the huge specter in the sky with a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Fortunately, the two twelfth-rank black lotuses were not refined by Luo Hu last time, otherwise his strength would be even stronger now."

She stretched out her hand to hold it, and two black lotuses appeared in the palm of her hand, blooming like a flower, releasing a beautiful black-purple light.

At this moment, Ji Du was completely unable to resist Luo Hu's offensive.

Luo Hu's strength has already surpassed Rank [-], and even reached Rank [-] or above, the best proof of this is just now that the magic energy has been dispelled by the magic flame.

"You are me in the first place, but you shouldn't be born with the so-called spiritual wisdom, but since you were born with spiritual wisdom, then I will erase it for you."

Luo Hu grabbed Ji Du's neck with one hand, grabbed it with his right hand, a black spear appeared in his hand, and directly stabbed the black spear into his chest.

Ji Du made a gurgling sound in his throat, looking extremely painful, "Luo Hu...we can work together...you want Western Teaching...I'll give it to you...I'm also willing to surrender to you..."

Luo Hu said expressionlessly, "Western Cult? Hmph, what do I want that thing for? Only you think Western Cult is a treasure. What I want is to open that door!"

Slowly turning the black spear in his hand, magic light emerged, the light in Ji Du's eyes gradually disappeared, and his wisdom was wiped out.

"Roar!"

The huge phantom behind Luo Hu directly turned into a giant beast and swallowed them all in one gulp!

The sky was full of demonic flames, and amidst the fireworks, not only Milou Mountain, Hanging Coffin Temple, but also a corner of the Western religion appeared.

These buildings are distorted and hideous, giving people an extremely depressing feeling. Just looking at them, the immortals under the Daluo Jinxian vomited blood and were severely injured.

Patriarch Minghe shouted: "All disciples retreat!"

Even he, facing that huge phantom, felt as if he might be swallowed at any time.

Pingxin Niangniang said: "The long spear in his hand seems to be very similar to yours, is it the same one?"

As soon as Zishou's Sumeru precepts lit up, the God-killing Spear appeared in his palm, which also emitted a black light, which also gave off an extremely depressing feeling.

At this moment, two identical God-killing spears appeared here.

One is in Zishou's hand, and the other is in Rahu's hand.

Zi Shou frowned, the worries in his heart might soon become reality.

"The flames of magic are burning all over the west, and the ancient Tianmen is now in the ground, entering the Tianmen..."

……

"boom!"

A huge figure reappeared in the magic flame.

At this time, Luo Hu's appearance was no different from Ji Du's, or in other words, this was his original appearance.

The magic flame on his body also showed Milou Mountain and Hanging Coffin Temple.

It seems that all of Jidu's abilities have been taken away by him.

Luohu shook his right hand, the black spear appeared in the palm of his hand, pointed at everyone, and laughed wildly: "If you don't want to die, get out of the way! I am Luohu, the ancestor of demons, the ancestor of all demons!"

Master Tongtian pulled out the Qingping sword and walked out, his sword intent erupted!

"Tao and demon are in conflict. Although I don't know what you are going to do, it is definitely not a good thing." Master Tongtian shook his left hand and decisively used the supernatural thunder.

The lead cloud overturned, and it was about to fall, and the black-purple thunder and lightning suddenly fell on Luohu!

"boom!"

The whole world is filled with swimming black and purple electric snakes!The fairy who accidentally touched it was burned to death by the electric snake in an instant.

Black air gushed out from the top of Luohu's head, turned into a barrier, and even caught the supernatural thunder.

He swiped the spear with his right hand, and the spear shot towards the leader of Tongtian.

Qing Ping, the leader of Tongtian Cult, came out with a sword, and the sword's intent was majestic, and the supernatural thunder above her head kept hitting the demonic energy.

"The leader of Tongtian is a rank five saint, but Luo Hu's strength is not inferior to him, and even higher than him."

Ping Xin took a step towards the battle circle between the two saints, and at the same time stretched out his hand, the ghost gate opened between the thunder clouds, and countless ghost energy rushed towards Luo Hu.

At the same time, Empress Nuwa leaped lightly, stepped onto the golden phoenix, pointed her right hand, and suddenly threw out the red hydrangea ball.

This kind of battle of high-ranking saints is no longer something that Zi Shou can participate in at this time. He watched from a distance with a worried look on his face.