In the cave east of the Blood Phoenix Nest.

"Ouch……"

Fang Xiaoxiao struggled to stand up, and she was so painful that she was so angry that she was gasping for breath.

She looked around with a puzzled look on her face, "I'm still alive?"

"All these ancient formation patterns have been wiped out? Who is it, so powerful?"

Fang Xiaoxiao's face changed slightly and her pupils contracted.

When she looked at the huge skeleton in front of her, cold sweat flowed from her forehead.

"What happened later?"

"We must leave here quickly!"

Fang Xiaoxiao took out the pill and swallowed a few pills in a row.

After adjusting your breathing, you will leave quickly.

Soon after.

She came to the ground and followed several immortal cultivators.

"This time, we can survive by chance, thanks to the God of Demonic Taoist!"

"Yes, after listening to that music, not only did the body recover, but the talent was even enhanced by dozens of times. Some people actually increased by a hundred times!"

"It's such a great fortune. Now, even Fang Xiaoxiao has the talent compared to us, I'm afraid she doesn't even have the qualifications to carry shoes!"

"Stop talking, the God of War Taoist arranged for us to find the Blood Phoenix! This matter must be completed!"

"good!"

A few people left quickly.

Fang Xiaoxiao's expression changed when she heard this.

"The God-Intrigue Taoist? Is there really a God-Intrigue Taoist in this world?"

"Don't worry, let's go back first!"

After saying that, Fang Xiaoxiao turned into a long rainbow and left quickly.

...

...

Sun Hao looked around and found no figure, and couldn't help but sigh.

This time, I was well prepared, but I didn’t see the cultivator.

Even if you meet, you will be shouting and killing as soon as you meet, and you will take your life.

"Why……"

Sun Hao sighed secretly.

Forget it, go back first this time and prepare more ammunition.

From now on, together with Ru Meng, we will travel around the world and send things around the world.

At that time, will it be possible to collect the value of unsatisfied blessings?

"Okay, Rumeng has been accepted, let's go back!" Sun Hao said.

"Okay, young master!"

After collecting the things, Huang Rumeng took Sun Hao away quickly.

Time flies, and three days are in a blink of an eye.

The Blood Phoenix Nest is located in the north of the Western Regions, close to the Northern Region and Zhongzhou.

Most of the people who came to the Blood Phoenix Nest this time were immortal cultivators from the Western Regions, the Northern Regions and the Central Regions.

Because of the incident of the Blood Phoenix Nest and the name of the God and the Taoist, it spread throughout the Western Regions, and even spread rapidly to the Northern Regions and Zhongzhou.

So many immortal cultivators have seen it with their own eyes. After many spreads, the God of Demonic Taoist has become an omnipotent existence after the arrival of the later generations.

As soon as the gods and Taoists are mentioned, many immortals have a flash of light and a look of worship on their faces.

There are so many people who want to visit God and Taoist Taoist people that they cannot calculate.

Of course, the name of the gods and demons is not only spread among the human race, but also spreads to the evil and demon races.

On this day, somewhere in Ziyang Star, in a high tower covered by a skull.

The five-meter-high humanoid skeleton sat in the main seat, with two balls of soul flames constantly jumping in their empty eyes.

It is the lord of the evil clan - Guizhu.

There were more than a dozen clan leaders standing in front of Guizhu, each of which was extremely powerful and did not dare to look directly at him.

"thump!"

A sound came out, and the head of the Heart-Eating Clan knelt down and said with a grief, "Great Lord, our clan has suffered heavy losses. Please help our clan avenge this blood sea!"

After saying that, the head of the Heart-Eating Clan kept kowtowing.

"stand up!"

The ghost candle opened its mouth lightly, and the sound roared.

The voice seemed to have some magic power. When he heard the ears of the Heart-Eating Tribe leader, his body trembled and he quickly stood up.

Then, Guizhu glanced at him and said, "What do you have to say?"

“Lord!”

At this time, Mo Hun, the leader of the Corpse Puppet Clan, stood up.

"Say!" said Gui Zhu.

"The God and the Daoist, I have destroyed our clan's plan three times and must be eliminated!" Mo Hun said.

"In this way, do you also believe in the gods and evil Taoists?" Guizhu's voice exuded a little anger.

As soon as these words came out.

The clan leader couldn't help but tremble.

"Master, isn't it?" Mo Hun asked.

"You're more brain-like!"

The ghost candle's soul flame is constantly jumping, as if it is getting angry.

When the clan leader heard this, he lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

"My plan is broken three times, and every time, I make arrangements in advance. Who do you think can count these things?" Guizhu said.

"Master, the bald donkeys in the Western Paradise are proficient in the Great Way of Time. Could it be that they did all this?" Mo Hun asked.

"good!"

Guizhu nodded slightly, "The God of War, Taoist, is just a bald donkey in the Western Paradise. He is controlling everything behind his back and ruining my big business!"

"How can you escape my Dharma eye with this kind of thought?" Gui Zhu said.

Hearing this.

Many patriarchs showed a look of sudden enlightenment on their faces.

If the God of War is a bald donkey, then everything really makes sense.

See through the future and do everything.

Today, who can do this except for the bald donkeys in the Western Paradise?

"The Lord is wise!"

The clan leaders knelt on the ground and saluted again.

"Master, since the God of War is a bald donkey, what should we do?" Mo Hun asked.

"Of course, it's time to find him and kill him!"

The Ghost Candle's calm voice is full of domineeringness.

In the eyes, two balls of soul flames exuded unparalleled confidence.

"Master, leave this matter to me!" Mo Hun said.

"Master, let me go!"

"Lord, it will be much easier to deal with the bald donkey and let me go!"

The clan leaders stood up one after another.

In the ghost candle's eyes, the soul flames pounded slightly.

Finally, he turned his head to Mo Hun, "Let's leave this matter to Mo Hun!"
To be continued...