It's really a coincidence.

Wu Tie just used the threat of death to force Jiu Wushuang to accept his Buddhist ban, and used the forced method of Honglian Temple to control a little innate spiritual light at the core of his soul, and completely grasped his life and death.

The method of saving the Honglian Temple is extremely domineering.

After being transformed and refined, the rich demonic aura in Jiu Wushuang's body suddenly dissipated, and a trace of glazed treasure light spurted out on each feather.

Although in the heart, there is still a giant monster.

But from the perspective of appearance, Jiu Wushuang has become the most hated Buddhist disciple in the Western Demon Kingdom.

Tie Sanhua and Hei Laoqi fought each other together, and made an appointment to fight next time they met. After the game, the Ji Wushuang, who was forcibly subdued, roared and turned into their true form, carrying Wu Tie and his group flew towards Blood Prison Mountain weakly.

Because of his depressed mood, Jiu Wushuang's flight speed was very slow. Wu Tie was satisfied and understood Jiu Wushuang's mood at this moment, so he did not urge him and scolded him.

However, Tie Sanhua jumped around on Jiu Wushuang's back, and she was very excited.

Defeat the conquering Ji Wushuang, and at the same time, he showed off his might in front of the Black Old Seven. The distinguished guests we invited to Tiebangshan are so powerful. Ji Wushuang said that they would be taken as mounts, but they would be taken as mounts!

Monkey is so kind. When he has something proud, he will jump around happily.

After jumping around for a while, Tie Sanhua carried a group of monkey heads and flipped around Ju Wushuang's back, as if looking for fleas for the little monkey cub. She flipped up the feathers on Ju Wushuang's back one by one, but she didn't know what they were trying to do.

In short, when he was about to reach Blood Prison Mountain, Jiu Wushuang had become extremely embarrassed, with her feathers all over her body, just like an old hen that had been furried by a monkey, exuding an inexplicable sense of embarrassment and desolation from her bones.

When the Jijiu Wushuang flew to the front of the Blood Prison Mountain, less than a hundred miles away from the first Blood River in the Blood Prison Mountain, a cloud of clouds sped over at an extremely terrible speed, and came to Wu Tie and others in a flash.

The Moyun Eagle King came and roared and cursed in the direction of Blood Prison Mountain.

Jiu Wushuang shook her whole body, her dim eyes suddenly lit up, and she screamed at the top of her throat: "Dad... save me!"

The Moyun Eagle King suddenly turned around, his eyes shining, and he stared at Wu Tie and his group. He was still in the original state of an old vulture. A big, bare vulture's head was quickly congested, and from Guang Lulu's neck to the top of his head, it turned black and red.

The feathers all over their bodies stood up one by one, and countless complex strange runes appeared on the feathers. The Moyun Eagle King looked at the Vulture Wushuang, who was rippling with a layer of glazed treasure light all over his body, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You, how dare you, you, make my unparalleled family feel like you are not a human or a ghost!"

In the eyes of King Moyun Eagle, at this moment, Jiu Wushuang revealed a trace of glazed treasure light all over her body, just like a human baby who was thrown into a cesspool, and her whole body exuded a sense of disgust that made the demons come from the depths of their souls.

A good boy who is so handsome in his family has been harmed by humans!

Behind, dozens of ferocious monsters with strength to fly chased after them with their wings. Seeing the Moyun Eagle King, these ferocious monsters shivered and turned into human forms, kneeling in the air and screaming.

"Big King, the young guys are not well protected... Young Master, Young Master..."

The Moyun Eagle King had a gloomy face, waved his right wing hard, and a whistling whistling out, dozens of ferocious birds and monsters shivered, and the sound of bones all over his body sounded like beans. They spit out blood and sucked towards the ground.

"The crime of death can be avoided, but the crime of living cannot be spared. Go back to Motian Cliff and go to the Yinhuo Pillar to be sentenced for three years!" Moyun Eagle King looked cold and screamed with a expressionless hissing.

Behind him, a large group of ferocious birds and monsters rushed over. Hundreds of monsters turned into human forms and landed directly on the ground. They grabbed dozens of monsters with bones as broken as mud, turned around and flew towards the direction of Tiebi Mountain.

Wu Tie stood on top of Jiu Wushuang's head with a smile, and even deliberately raised his right foot and stepped on Jiu Wushuang's head a few times.

"Your Excellency, is the King of Moyun Eagle? Haha, so are we, too. Your son is very good and flies very smoothly."

Wu Tie laughed loudly: "Especially, his appearance is very good, his body is full of Buddha light, and his appearance is solemn. He will definitely be sold at a good price in the auction hall of Suichao."

King Moyun Eagle stared at Wu Tie and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, let people go."

Wu Tie smiled brighter and brighter: "Why should I let go of the mount I caught with my strength for no reason?"

The Moyun Eagle King let out a long roar. His body was too large. Facing Wu Tie, who was 16 feet tall, the too large body seemed to hit an ant with a mountain, and he could not attack effectively.

He turned into a human form, without using weapons. He shook his hands and his fingernails were more than nine feet long with a "clang" sound, like ten long black swords, spraying out sharp sword lights.

The speed of the Moyun Eagle King was several times faster than that of the Ji Wushuang when he was flying with the Wind-Slaying Gallop.

This speed is definitely the best among the demon clan. Almost no one can match the unfathomable demon lords.

There was not even a trace of afterimage, nor even a trace of air ripples. The Moyun Eagle King suddenly flashed in front of Wu Tie like a ghost, and ten nails slashed and slashed Wu Tie hundreds of times.

Mars were splashing everywhere, and the harsh sound of shattering was endless.

Wu Tie practiced the Yuanshi Sutra, mastered all three thousand great ways and eighty-four thousand side doors, and his cultivation level also broke through to the tenth level of the Divine Realm. At this time, he was definitely an invincible existence in the Divine Realm.

Among those avenues, there is naturally a "speed" path, and there are also a great way laws with extremely fast speeds such as wind, thunder, lightning, and light.

The speed of the Moyun Eagle King was really extremely fast, but in Wu Tie's opinion, that's the case. It's still more than that of Wu Tie's full strength.

But Wu Tie was too lazy to dodge.

He just stood there, letting his ten nails slash on him wildly.

The nails of Moyun Eagle King shattered inch by inch. After hundreds of blows, Moyun Eagle King directly scratched Wu Tie's body with his fingers. Except for tearing Wu Tie a set of clothes to pieces, he could not even damage Wu Tie's oil skin.

A 'sweep' sound.

Lao Tie stood behind Wu Tie, with a spear in his hand, and a cold light pierced the void and stabbed it out of Wu Tie's shoulder.

The crazy killing of Moyun Eagle King could not dodge and was shot on the shoulder by Lao Tie.

With a loud bang, the gun light exploded, and a blood hole the size of a fist exploded on the right shoulder of the Moyun Eagle King. A large piece of black and red scented with a cold and scented blood sprinkled out.

The Moyun Eagle King retreated quickly. This time, he could not control the air around him. His body tore through the void and made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, which made the eardrums of the bird monsters behind him shatter and screamed one by one.

After staggering back for dozens of miles, the King of Moyun Jiu looked at Ji Wushuang with horror: "My son, what kind of person have you provoked? This shot is so good... This shot... No one can match the famous generals who I have fought with with guns!"

Jiu Wushuang looked at the bloody King Moyun, who was circulating on his shoulders, screaming miserably: "I don't know, Dad, hurry up, save me... I don't want to be a mount, I want to marry Pei Feng, and even the Blood Prison, that's the best..."

"Dad, don't hide it. When it's time to fight, you have to fight to the death... You have lived a million years old, and you have enjoyed all kinds of enjoyment. My son hasn't lived enough yet!"

The Moyun Eagle King was so angry that his face turned black.

Wu Tie was stunned for a while and kicked Jiu Wushuang in the head hard: "Hey, it's really a monster, a fool who is not familiar with all human ethics... King Moyun Jiu, what's the use of keeping such a son? Why not kill him?"

The lips of the Moyun Eagle King wriggled, and he wiped the wound on his shoulders. A rich demonic aura surged out, and a trace of water and fire aura was forced out of the wound by the demonic aura. The Moyun Eagle King's wound was wriggling and healed quickly.

"Senior..." The Mo Yunjiu bowed to Wu Tie, and his attitude became very respectful.

The demon clan is the king of the strong, and the victorious one is called honor.

Although King Moyun Eagle did not use all his strength just now, he also used 70% of his methods. However, his attack could not even break through Wu Tie's oil skin. It can be seen that Wu Tie's foundation and cultivation have definitely reached the level of a venerable.

Faced with a powerful demon-level powerhouse, the Moyun Eagle King put away all his arrogance and presumptuousness, became cautious and cautious.

"Wu Tie, just call me Wu Tie." Wu Tie smiled, and then he saw a cloud of blood rushing out of the Blood Prison Mountain at a glance.

Wu Tie was in a good mood. He smiled and waved to the figure standing on the blood clouds: "Pei Feng, I'm here...haha."

Blood clouds rolled and flew towards Wu Tie quickly. The fierce light flashed in the eyes of the King of Moyun Eagle, and his body moved slightly, but he quickly glanced at Wu Tie, and then forcibly pressed the urge to raid Pei Feng and tie her to a hostage.

Facing a demon-level powerful man, any impulse or recklessness will lead to death.

The Moyun Eagle King lived for one million years... A million years of life can not be achieved in the Western demon kingdom. In addition to strength, it requires caution, caution, humility, and respect.

The blood cloud flew over the Moyun Eagle King.

The Blood Prison drove Yuntou, Pei Feng, who was standing beside her, had a bright smile and rushed into the air, pounced towards Wu Tie.

"How did you come? Sister Xue Yao said that there may be great powers in the West overseas... But that is also the news that some giant monsters in the sea have never been to the land where we are."

Wu Tie hugged Pei Feng who was flying towards him, pinched her shoulder with both hands, and looked at her seriously.

She smiled like a flower, and her beauty was still the same. Even if she didn't hurt her skin, her spirit was completely perfect. She even ate many rare spiritual fruits from the Western Monster Kingdom. Pei Feng's complexion was a little better than when she was in Wu Kingdom.

"I grabbed Feng En and Xiaomeng Buddha and came through the teleportation array secretly arranged by Honglian Temple." Wu Tie said with a smile: "The Three Divine Sects of the Protective Kingdom in Sui Dynasty have an amazing foundation. It took them only a few days to prepare such a huge teleportation array."

Blood Prison stood on the clouds, squinted his eyes and looked up and down at Wu Tie.

Shaking his head, Blood Prison muttered in a low voice: "The little face of the human race is scary... But since you are the girl's beloved, wait and see for a few days. If you have any regrets to the girl, tsk... and crush your bones and ashes, help the girl find a hero in the Western Monster Kingdom."

He talked to himself for a while, and the Blood Prison suddenly sneered: "Hehehehe, old vulture, you precious son, are so successful... Hehe, look at his Buddha light, why is he going to become a monk?"

A circle of blood was spewed out around him, and the Blood Prison roared to the sky: "All the mountains, peaks, rivers, streams, caves, and valleys, come and see, the only son of the King of Moyun Vulture King Wushuang, look at his solemn appearance... Hey, King of Moyun Vulture, did he surrender to Honglian Temple?"

Ji Wushuang spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The Moyun Eagle King's old face turned pale in an instant, and then it became pitch black again.

The sound of the Blood Prison was extremely clear and melodious. It was heard from the wind for a long distance. From the mountains, valleys, rivers, and caves, a large area of ​​demonic energy rolled out, and small demons, big demons, giant demons, demon kings, etc. all soared into the air.

Those with low strength dare not provoke the Moyun Eagle King, but just wait and see from a distance.

When he reached the level of the giant demon, he swayed and led his subordinates to the brigade and came close with great enthusiasm.

Several demon kings with amazing strength rushed over and pointed at Jiu Wushuang with a stern look.

King Moyun Eagle was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He roared at the demon kings who were constantly approaching: "Get out of here!"

"Where, what are you doing with such a big fire?" The Iron-Toothed King of Tiebi Mountain carried an iron rake and turned into a strange image of a pig-headed human body. He rode a fat wild boar with wings on his back, slowly warding against the wind.

"Our ancestor Gangli said that being calm is the right way to maintain health. Don't be beaten and killed all day long... Blood Prison girl, do you think this is the reason? Everyone is all monsters, all monsters, all monsters... Since they are all monsters, they should be harmonious, friendly, united, and help each other!"

The Iron-Tooth King flew over while talking nonsense.

He flew to Wu Tie, stared at the side of Ju Wushuang, who was surrounded by Buddha light for a while, suddenly threw the nail in his hand, and then rolled down from the back of the winged wild boar with his belly.

With a 'bang', the Iron-Tooth King, a hundred feet tall, smashed on the ground like a small hill, causing the earth to shake and dust to splash.

"Hahahahahahahaha...Old bird, your son, your son...he really became a monk!"

"Hahahahahahahaha! Oh, I'm so laughing to death, I'm so laughing to death... It's so, hahahahahaha!"

The Iron-Toothed King was like a domestic pig with a storm. He laughed wildly on the ground and rolled around, shattering two small hills with a 'bang'.
To be continued...