Fantasy World Transmigration - 1340. Chapter 1340 Two Princes, Demon Ancestor Tianyan, Kunlun Lishan

After going out of the ghost gate, Xuetu Demon took the book “The Legend of the White Snake” and looked back. On the mountain behind him, the big peach trees are towering and dense, and the gods and tigers are sleeping under the trees. There is a peaceful scene. Anyone is here. Seeing this scene, I couldn’t think of how tragic it was after the gate of the ghost was closed, and what kind of catastrophe the underworld experienced!

Blood Slaughter Demon Lord flipped through the two books in his hand, and sighed: “I didn’t expect the two great gods to have such a hobby. No wonder the little white snake lady was arranged like this… Demon Lord, we are going to the heaven to find the emperor. Zimu, or have another plan?”

“It’s not anxious to go to the Heavenly Court… There is still some time before the Chaos Bell rings.”

Yuan Yu’s face suddenly became gloomy, and he whispered: “Let’s find someone who is free and let me carry a scapegoat… The four of us came to this era from the heavens, and now there are only three left. , How can this be done? It’s the brothers who have to be neat… to find the fourth child! When the Six Great Sages attacked that day, he should have been rescued by Our Lady of Lishan!”

“I was rescued by Our Lady of Lishan?” Xuetu said with a strange expression: “Our Lady of Lishan did not save Bai Suzhen, but what did she do to save a stranger who came from the future?”

“Is it predestined?” The Wusheng leader frowned, “The Brahma Wujie seems to have a lot to do with him. Not only is the devil ancestor having a son on him, but now there is such a powerful fancy as Our Lady of Lishan, could it be Yingjie. people?”

“He came from the future, what kind of calamity should he expect?” Yuan Yu sneered.

“Unexpectedly, the Great Sage Qitian is the master of our demon path. Only two demon masters can be called princes in the demon path. Maybe he inherited the great line of demons, so he was called the prince of the demon. But why did the master of the demon also call the ancestor as the uncle? Could there be a brother on the head of the ancestor?”

Speaking of this, Blood Slaughter Demon Lord couldn’t help but shiver. In his heart, the shadow of the ancestor of the Styx was close to infinite, and he couldn’t imagine what kind of person he should be to become the ancestor of the Styx. Brother?

The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord tried his best to imagine, but he could only imagine a vague, cruel and terrifying huge demon shadow that was so frantic that it could not be added.

“Another heart demon prince, it is said that he pleased the ancestor’s favor, and was appointed by the demon ancestor to inherit the name of the ancestor in Buddhism in the future. My blood demon line, although it is also the two major descendants of the demon ancestor, but because the blood sea is the mother’s fetus that bred the ancestor, it is impossible to give birth to a second demon lord, so the ancestor of my blood sea line is the old Styx The blood sea clone of the ancestor-the blood sea ancestor, is equivalent to the ancestor himself, there is no blood demon prince.”

“Unless the ancestors abandon the clone of the sea of blood that day, and allow the sea of blood to transform again, will the prince of the blood demon be born and inherit the blood demon lineage.”

Yuan Yu suddenly asked: “You are a descendant of the Demon Dao. Unlike me who was a monk halfway through, you must have been close to the Demon Ancestor. Even if you have not seen the face of his old man, you must have worshipped the statue of Patriarch Styx. , I wonder what the ancestor looks like in your eyes? Can you describe it to me?”

Xue Tu’s face twitched, staring at a pair of dead fish’s eyes and said: “Why is the Yin and Yang Demon Lord ridiculing me? We are lowly in status and have a poor cultivation base. How can we meet our ancestors? Occasionally, we can get the ancestor’s decree, and I can’t wait to worship it. ”

The Master Wusheng sneered: “Don’t talk about the demon ancestor, his ancestor, even if it is the demon ancestor’s sword and Yuantu ancestor, I can only enshrine a shadow sword, or today I have the honor to see the true face of Yuantu ancestor, Yuan Yu Before Brother Dao carried the demon ancestor of Jidu, wasn’t he also fortunate to have the help of the Abi ancestor, and he pulled the ten temples of Yama in one fell swoop to the Abi hell?”

Yuan Yu explained: “Although I have seen the Demon Ancestor, I don’t know if it is the incarnation of the Demon Ancestor, so I asked you to wait.”

Demon King Xue Tu longed and said: “The old man of Demon Ancestor is of course dressed up as a Taoist, carrying Yuantu, a nose sword, and blood lotus on his feet…” As he condensed an image of the Ancestor Styx, Yuan Yu looked intently, but it was An elderly Taoist with a gloomy face, narrow and thin eyes, flashing dim light, looks very cold, with feet on the twelfth grade blood lotus, two murderous swords on his back, and a black robe. A good person is indeed the ancestor of the devil, who has gathered all the imagination of the world’s gloomy, cunning, cold, and indifferent image.

Yuan Yu recalled the young man with a face like a crown jade and a gentle smile he met in Tai Yi Ji. He couldn’t help being silent. He was silent for a long time before saying: “Is the image handed down from the devil ancestors look like this?”

The Master Wusheng had a natural face, and he didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. If the ancestor of the Styx was not for the image of a black-clothed Taoist carrying a sword, what would he look like? Is it still a young boy dressing up, learning the right way of the Xuanmen, the shameless gangsters, and saying that they are boyish? Or is it like the fallen Buddhism, in order to get a little closer to the hearts of believers, or to get into the grounds of the underground palace, which is the place where the mother goddess of the Houtu mother goddess, would you rather draw the sword quickly and show off the women’s clothing?

Bah… Our Demon Dao Demon Ancestor is not so degenerate.

The demon ancestor has always been magnanimous, without hypocrisy, and there is no need to conceal anything. The old man’s appearance is mature and stable. The black clothes symbolizes the darkness of the magic way, indicating the cruelty and darkness of the magic way, and the blood edge indicates that the ancestor was born in the extreme. A sea of blood and a cold look are the signs of decisive killing. The blood lotus with two swords on his back is the treasure of the ancestors, and it also reflects the killing of the magical way and the way of evolution.

The old ancestors are bad and magnanimous, evil spirits, evil blatant, powerful and unable to tell, there is no need for any external appearances and foreign objects to cover up!

What’s the problem? What questions do you dare to ask?

血屠魔君看着元育，脸上流露出一丝‘你敢说老祖一句坏话，你就等着死吧！’的可怕神情，就算元育是大罗之尊，两人之间的差距，大到无法衡量，元育看着这目光，也有些心虚，他憋了半天什么话也不敢说，只从肚子里憋出一句：“魔祖他老人家相貌堂堂，一身正气，果然不愧是魔道祖师，我辈领袖，着实令人心向往之，深深钦佩啊！”

元育把话扯回正题道：“骊山老母来历之大，可谓惊人，先前我们听齐天大圣，天魔道主所说，骊山老母乃是太古原人，是他的结拜四妹，本体乃是截教昔年的大师姐无当圣母，我与截教赵公明师兄素有交情，无当师姐既然是截教大师姐，也就是我的大师姐，尔等须尊之重之。”

“别忘了，她也是天魔太子的结拜义妹，就算不看我的面子，你也要看天魔太子的面子，不然……小心那条铁棍。”

血屠魔君是亲眼见过悟空打爆地藏王菩萨的，早就被悟空强横的暴力，震慑的七荤八素了！而且悟空可是正经的魔道嫡传，在冥河面前的身份，不知比两人高到那里去了！悟空从辈分上来说，乃是两人货真价实的祖师爷，可不是元育这等外来没跟脚的货色。

当即肃穆道：“既是祖师的结拜义妹，那就是我等的祖师姑奶奶，岂敢不敬？”

元育点点头：“那我等就去拜见骊山老母，接回我等的结拜四弟！”说到最后，不知为何，元育有些咬牙切齿的味道。

骊山也是洪荒一处福地灵山，据说骊山脚下是昔年的女娲道场，华胥氏族地，骊山圣母继承的是女娲道统，圣母宫中后殿拜的是娲皇与羲皇，女娲虽是人祖，却也不歧视妖族，相反当年娲皇造化万族，大多数妖族，亦要拜娲皇造化之功。

而骊山圣母又是太古原人，半人半妖，所以骊山人族道统不兴，倒是妖灵族类托庇圣母门下的甚多，大抵是因为如今人族有天庭庇佑，乃是洪荒霸主，而妖族风雨飘摇，不得不为自己找一个靠山的原因吧！

元育一行人从鬼门关出来，洪荒广大，饶是他们遁光速度惊人，找到骊山脚下依然花费了数月之功，看到蔓延数亿万里，直入九重神宵的骊山圣地，无数数千万年的神木参天，灵藤犹如虬龙缠绕其上，灵芝仙草，瑶草奇花处处盛开，山间涧壑藤萝密，四面原堤草色新。

Lishan is the remaining vein of Kunlun, where the remnant roots of Buzhoushan are located (Qinling was called Kunlun in ancient times).

This is the center of the wilderness, with magnificence that is not found elsewhere. Xuetu Wusheng, the earthy turtles from the heavens and seas of later generations, have seen the most prosperous Buzhou Mountain in the wilderness. They can be seen everywhere on the mountain, and later generations think it is the most precious spirit. The roots of the fire jujube are hung all over the tops of the tree, crystal clear, red all over, as big as a melon, and the thick aura on it, eating one can prolong your life for hundreds of years.

If you eat it often, you can become immortal.

Although he is the most inferior immortal, it is enough to make the struggling monks in the sea of heavens of the future generations dumbfounded, incredible!

“It’s no wonder that the primordial emperor walks all over the land. Daoist is inferior to a dog. Only when he arrives at Taiyi can he occasionally shake, and Daluo can be at ease.” Xuetu Demon Lord’s eyes were red, and he looked up, and there were countless screams around him. The immortal grass roots that can’t be named, every plant is taken to later generations, and it is a rare medicine king who can cause a tragic fight.

Yuan Yu watched Wusheng and Xuetu and the blood flowed to his face, showing a gloomy look, and he had to remind: “This is the dojo of Our Lady of Lishan. Every mountain has its own master, you see…”

He stretched out his hand and pointed it quietly. Sure enough, the spirit of the mountain converges, and the place where the aura gathers is full of divine light. It is the place where the deity stops and the palace is located. Although they are natural and free in the mountains, they are also the people of the gods. The resources in the mountains are nominally unowner, but they are used less and let nature take their course. If you want to log wildly, you will be offended first. It is those gods that are impossibly old and impossibly old.

“Hey, who said that this old Lishan mother is a prodigal power, although there are many disciples under her, but they are not useful?” Xue Tu slapped his tongue: “If these gods obey the orders of the Virgin, they are equivalent to a tyrannical palace in the heavens. what!”

“Don’t forget! This Virgin has an ancient origin, not only is the master sister of Jijiao, but also the birthless mother of Shinto!”

Yuan Yu said in a low voice, following the road to the Notre Dame Palace, driving on the clouds, but for a long time, after passing through countless gods and gods of the blessed land, he finally saw the Notre Dame Palace at the foot of the main peak of Lishan Mountain.