There is a sky outside the sky, and there is a demon in the devil.

If you are a sea wilderness person, you must understand the deep meaning of these eight words. However, although the Shura Ancestor is a powerful primordial immortal, he is a pure Shura person.

The purple clothes that crawled out of the immortal tomb! This made the Shura Ancestor frown slightly.

Looking at the entire Shura realm, the burial place is the largest cemetery. However, it must not be called a fairy tomb, but a ghost land.

Probably the lonely valley of the valley of no hatred can be called the tomb of immortals. However, unless the white-eyed old man died, no one would ever climb out.

Where is the immortal tomb? The dark and continuous hall of the UFO Hall really has a bit of the smell of a living tomb.

"The UFO Palace, is it an immortal tomb?" asked the Shura Ancestor.

"The Youfu Palace, it's just a door to the Immortal Tomb!" the purple-clothed man's tone was stunned, and then his words changed, "Shura Ancestor, don't ask too much, turn around! Hundreds of thousands of years, superhuman talent and endless painstaking cultivation have only ascended to the realm of the original immortals, and they still have to cherish it!"

The purple-clothed man's words were very slow, but they sounded serious and sincere, and seemed to be teaching. However, if these three words can dismiss the Shura Ancestor, then it is not the Shura Ancestor.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the Shura Ancestor sat alone in the Cangwu Tower, and since he left to go downstairs today, how could he turn around lightly? Similarly, there have been hundreds of thousands of years, and no one would talk to the Shura Ancestor in such a tone.

Shura Ancestor couldn't help but smile coldly, and then gently stroked the black feathers on the neck of the dragon-eating bird with his hand.

"Old man, let's go on!" said Shura Ancestor's tone softly. But there is already a decisive killing intent in his eyes.

The dragon-eating bird looks up to the sky and sings, and its wings shake. It is an endless whirlwind, rolling a qiē. If there were mountains in the void, they would also fly away, and they would disperse with a bang.

Dragon-eating birds, ready to fly. At night, the sky is the blue sky. Could it be that I can't come out alone?

Really. At this moment, the purple-clothed monk let out a long sigh. Then I saw his hands clasped together in front of his chest, forming a Dharma seal.

It was a miraculous and ancient seal.

"Huh?" Shura Ancestor's brows furrowed, because he cultivated in his realm. I don't know what kind of inheritance seal it is.

Whew――

The sky is full of purple gas. Like blowing sand, the entire sky was shrouded and locked by endless purple qi.

In an instant, the dragon-eating bird lost its way. Its eyes were full of purple light, and it didn't see the road ahead, and it couldn't even perceive the direction.

Enchantment! Shura Ancestor sneered, such an enchantment. How could you trap him? Immediately, he waved one hand. The triple power of the original immortals. Suddenly turned into a white light and flew out like an arrow.

Bang -

In the void, the sound echoed, but not huge. However, when I saw the purple mist realm again, I was suddenly shocked, but it was pierced all of a sudden.

Dragon-eating birds, take the opportunity to rush out!

"Shura Ancestor, it's really not an ordinary monk!" the purple-clothed man stood on top of the purple cloud and nodded as if he wanted, "However, let the evil beast go!"

As he spoke, the purple-clothed monk played another trick, and it was still purple. However, that purple ray rose in the void, and it rose in the wind, and instantly turned into a crescent moon slash, which was a hundred feet.

That purple ray, across the sky, is like a shocking purple rainbow.

Shura Ancestor has just broken through the purple mist barrier. The dragon-eating bird suddenly rushed out of the purple mist, and it didn't know that it was greeted by a purple light.

Strong and weak are always relative.

Dragon-eating birds, often feeding on young dragons. With immortal mana, his cultivation is comparable to the nine layers of heavenly immortals. Therefore, even in the Shura Palace, it is revered as a sacred bird.

Ordinary monks, even true immortals, Xuan immortals, and even heavenly immortals, must be subservient under its wings. In the Shura realm, there are many legends about dragon-eating birds.

It is not an original immortal like the Shura Ancestor, and he is not qualified to sit on its back at all. Because, it is relatively strong.

Tonight, however, the monk it met was too powerful. Tonight, it's the weakling. That night became the end of this dragon-eating bird.

Ahh

The purple moon slashed, coming on.

The dragon-eating bird, which is unavoidable, chirps into the sky. There is only one mouth, and it is a black light. A black light in his mouth was like black lightning.

At the same time, the Shura Ancestor also secretly screamed that it was not good, because that purple light was too powerful, and it was pure primordial immortal power.

Shura Ancestor, only as soon as his heart moved, a red light at the center of his eyebrows actually came first, rushing to the purple light. However, the purple-clothed monk had also been prepared, and a gray light flew out of the mist that covered his face.

The shots of the two people are almost indistinguishable. Immortal power, magic weapons, all powers, all go straight to a point.

Boom-Click-Boom-

This duel is far better than Fang Cai. Ten thousand feet high in the sky, there were waves of qi like mountains and seas, almost filling the void.

All the monks in the Blood Moon Middle Domain felt that in the void, the immortal power was rolling, as if there were real gods and demons at war.

Purple light and black light, meet in the air. The moon slash scattered the black lightning of the dragon-eating bird, and hit the dragon-eating bird. The gap in the realm. In the waves of the void, I only heard a mournful cry from the dragon-eating bird.

In an instant, the dragon-eating bird could even fly upside down for several miles, allowing the Shura Ancestor to avoid the strongest impact. However, in the void, black feathers were scattered, and blood was splashed like rain.

Unexpectedly, the purple-clothed monk killed the immortal giant bird with just one move.

"Huh?" Shura Old Bird's face changed suddenly, and his eyes instantly turned blood-red.

Dragon-eating birds, although there are three of them on the cangwu floor of Shura Palace, only this one is his most beloved thing. As long as the Shura Ancestor moves, he will not leave the left and right.

Shura Ancestor, I never expected that he had not left the Shura Palace for tens of thousands of years, and today he only left the palace for the ghost coffin. However, before he arrived in Hanji Town, he suffered such a heavy blow.

The black feather instantly turned into a black mist, and the blood qi also rose up.

Shura Ancestor is not the appearance of Fang Cai at all. On a black robe, the power of the original immortal is like a wave of water. Rounds of black gas spread throughout the void.

At this moment, maybe the entire Blood Moon Middle Domain. They all felt the endless coercion and murderous aura.

...............

The Valley of No Hatred, the Valley of Silence.

The white-eyed old man looked at the void. The brow is furrowed. Blood North Hanji, the old man who painted the soul, and killed the master of the Immortal Palace, he had already made a move. And in the sky, thousands of feet in the sky, the Shura Ancestor was unexpectedly stopped by a mysterious purple-clothed monk.

"The purple clothes that crawled out of the immortal tomb?" the white-eyed old man thought in his heart, and then couldn't help but look at it. Those mysterious tombs in the Valley of Silence. Fortunately, those graves were quiet. There was not the slightest abnormality.

"Netherworld, there must still be a passage within the Three Realms!" the white-eyed old man finally said to himself, his tone resolute. But. Even so. As a tomb keeper of the ages, the white-eyed old man would never dare to leave the Valley of Silence without permission.

Because, perhaps, as long as he takes one step, it will be a group of demons dancing. Now, the affairs of the Three Realms are complicated, and he can't see clearly. Only. Be cautious every step and do not seek merit. But ask for no fault.

At this time, thousands of feet high in the sky, black feathers were scattered, and the blood mist collapsed.

"Hehe!" The white-eyed old man didn't change his nature, shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity, the meat of the dragon bird is still good!

...............

Dragon-eating bird, beheaded. Shura Ancestor, how can he give up?

The original immortal is triple, which can turn the entire blood moon upside down. The ancestor of the Shura Palace is already the top level of the Demon Continent Realm. Even, the first level of the original immortal is the legend of the entire Demon Continent.

The original immortal was angry, which can be imagined. At this time, the sky above the entire Blood Moon Middle Domain was full of dark clouds, as if there was a change in the sky. I don't know how many immortals in the Shura realm are trembling on the earth.

The purple-clothed friar, of course, knows this. However, he still stood on the purple cloud with his hands in his hands, because the fog covered him, he couldn't see his face, and naturally he didn't know his expression.

However, it can be speculated that at this time, the purple-clothed monk did not feel too nervous, but calmed down.

"Today, either your soul will be destroyed, or I will fall here!" Shura Ancestor, standing high in the sky, said calmly.

"Hehe!" The purple-clothed monk couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the words of the Shura Ancestor, "Don't worry, Ancestor, it must be you who have fallen, because I am a person who has no way and no soul, how can I say that the soul will be destroyed?"

As he spoke, he said goodbye to the purple-clothed monk, and his hands were sealed again. Just now, the gray light that shot out of the center of the eyebrows had already flown back. It turned out to be an ancient gray brick, but it was covered with strange sigils.

Shura Ancestor couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, it turned out that Fang had just been slapped with a brick? You know, he shot that red light from his eyebrows, but he didn't come back.

However, what he emitted was just a breath, not a magic weapon.

A person without a way and a soul? Shura Ancestor, his heart moved.

"You're from the Netherworld?"

"Sort of!" the purple-clothed monk replied, and the gray ancient brick had already been photographed again.

However, this time, the Shura Ancestor, is fully prepared. Moreover, he was already determined to destroy the Purple Friar.

"If it's an old man from the Netherworld, then cut off your reincarnation!" said Shura Ancestor's voice coldly.

At the same time, goodbye Shura Ancestor, watching the gray bricks fall, his eyebrows locked. This time it's a thousand feet of red mang, far from being compared.

Boom -

The smoke and dust are scattered, the gray fog fills the sky, and the air waves are better than the party.

The purple-clothed monk, his body shook, and hurriedly retreated. This was the first time, and that purple cloud instantly emitted the light of the protector, like a purple light that opened in the night sky.

Goodbye, that gray brick, completely shattered. In the void, endless streams were drawn out, scattered across the earth like meteor showers. It's just that I don't know how many living beings will be killed.

And the Shura Ancestor did not move at all, because there was a red magic weapon hanging above his head.

It turned out to be a scarlet wine glass. Crystal clear, extremely delicate, red and shining. The wine glass should be empty, but from the outside, it looks like a ripple of wine, slightly swaying.

"Venerable Divine Soldier, Ghost Venerable Drunken Dream Cup!" The purple-clothed monk, who fixed his body at this time, couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

I'd rather have a beautiful woman than a country! Sacrifice the wine cup to the Venerable Divine Soldier, within the Three Realms, only the Ghost Venerable can do this.

"Count you as knowledgeable!" Shura Ancestor sneered.

Immediately, the Shura Ancestor raised his hand with one hand. The ghost venerable drunken demon lamp exuded endless coercion, directly covering the purple-clothed man.

Venerable Divine Soldier, in the name of the Ghost Venerable, cut off your reincarnation!(To be continued......)