Zhang Tianhua has been restless in the past few days. The stinky brat named Li has become the leader of a sect. He is not an ordinary sect, but a Tianfu Sect with great influence.

He is now the sixth true disciple of the Red Demon Sect, and he is only half a step away from reaching the Wanxiang Period. Ordinary early stage monks in his hands cannot even get out of three encounters. He is really profound in magic and invincible in blood.

"Li Hui, Li Hui, you solved the Blood Talisman Sect three years ago. I knew you would not give up. One day you will definitely face it. Well, you will be shocked when you see me. Are you right? Senior Brother Gao." Zhang Tianhua touched the head of the fist hanging around his waist and laughed.

At this moment, a voice rang out from behind: "Oh? Are you waiting for me?"

"Who?" Zhang Tianhua reacted quickly, and his body was about to escape from this place in a flash. Unexpectedly, the shadow flashed in an animation was a prison, and no matter what means he used, he could not escape the shackles.

"Senior Brother Gao actually let you refine into the Yinkui Demon Golem alive." Li Hui stood behind Zhang Tian's incarnation and closed his eyes and sighed, recalling the dark farmer Gao Yuhu Gao, his heart full of grief and anger.

"Li Hui, is it you?" Zhang Tianhua widened his eyes and shouted: "Did there be spies in the sect put you in? It is impossible that the dignified Tianfu Sect leader actually took the risk to go deep into my Red Demon Sect."

"Zhang Tianhua, you are a villain and you have never had a trace of good intentions." Li Hui reached out and took the head of Zhang Tianhua's waist, and six rays of light were emitted from behind and urged him hard. The head immediately expanded and opened, turning into a barefoot man looking around in confusion.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Tianhua laughed: "This is what you asked for."

With a "bang", the barefoot man turned into a four-faced demon god, with four hideous faces, representing viciousness, hatred, fear, and lust.

Li Hui said coldly: "Is this your method? Let countless islanders worship Senior Brother Gao, and then torture the islanders until the resentment in the heart of the torture reaches its peak, and blood is stabbed out and sprinkled on Senior Brother Gao's body. It is difficult to find such a vicious method in the world. Is this your first creation right?"

"Why doesn't it work?" Zhang Tianhua said furiously: "Gao Yuhu obeys the order, kill Li Hui for me, and use all your strength to burn together."

Li Hui shook his head: "Zhang Tianhua, if you let you die easily, I'm sorry for Senior Brother Gao. The evil man should go to hell, so let Senior Brother Gao be the king of Hell! His little bit of his soul will make rules, and I provide him with materials until he is satisfied."

"No, you can't seal me. This is an illusion. Look at me, the blood divine mirror." Zhang Tianhua took out a magic mirror and was about to activate his power when he saw the magic mirror turning into residue in his hand.

"Bang bang bang..." Zhang Tianhua's magic weapon was all destroyed, and even his cultivation level was falling, from the Great Perfection of the Posa period, which was extremely close to the Wanxiang Realm to the late stage of Condensation Yuan.

"You have given Senior Brother Gao so many vicious thoughts. Have you ever tasted it in person?" Li Hui withdrew from Yin Prison, and a roar of horror came from behind.

"Bold..." More than ten terrifying auras came, all of whom had the cultivation level of the Wanxiang Period. Before they could get close, they had been sent to Yin Prison. The eyes of the four-sided demon gods immediately lit up. They made a strange laugh and made rules. He wanted to let Zhang Tianhua escape. He wanted to take his life a little bit, and hatred began to spread.

Li Hui floated forward without touching his feet, and all the demon cultivators he met on the road were sent to the eighteen layers of Yin and Ghost Prison. There was not a glimmer of hope. If they were willing to give up their lives to fulfill others, not only could the fulfilled people jump out of the cage, but they could even get rid of the shackles themselves. However, there was no exception.

Driven by Gao Yuhu's evil thoughts, the eighteen layers of Yin Crane are like a maze. The rule he set was to kill nine people before leaving. However, if he really killed nine people, he would find that he would just fall from the upper Yin Crane to the lower Yin Crane. The lower Yin Crane has the rules of the lower Yin Crane. If he paused, he would lose his body protection treasure or his cultivation would fall.

Zhang Tianhua was frightened. Nine inner disciples he once bullied were caught in the maze. Two of them were in the early stage of Posa, and now he only had the late stage of Ningyuan. This was a hunt for him.

"Gaga!" The demon gods on all sides were laughing. As their heads turned, it was always the turn of vicious and hatred to look forward, and a few vague syllables were spitting out of their mouths: "Thank you, thank you..."

The Red Demon Sect’s real location is at the bottom of the sea, and it looks like the outside world. Even the disciples of the Red Demon Sect don’t know about this. The surrounding formation borrows billions of water to bind them, and only one way can be entered and exited! Only magical methods such as Ruyi Dharma Body can be forced into it.

Li Hui suddenly stood still, with the roads under his feet and the textures above his head intertwined. He looked at the figure walking down from a high place, as if facing a great enemy.

"Do you know that this sect leader has already overcome the tribulation in advance?" The person who came was Shang Feiran, the leader of the Red Demon Sect, with red hair, red eyebrows, and red nails, and even his robe and clothes were red.

"I am very sensitive to the changes in the power of the tribulation. Although the people on Yanlu said that they had suppressed you and bought me time, they just happened to catch up with the peerless tribulation master to overcome the great tribulation. This is a rare opportunity for ten thousand years. If you don't take the opportunity to overcome the tribulation, it would be really strange." Li Hui faced the leader of the Red Devil Sect calmly. To be honest, he had no idea about traveling in the later stage of Wanxiang. If he could delay time, it would be better to delay it for a while.

As the leader of the Red Demon Sect, Shang Feiran has lived for nearly a thousand years and has a very strong sense of cultivation and control of the demonic path. When he was young, he had the opportunity to go against the will of the sky on Wanchao Island. Even if he was at the same level as Li Hui, he might not lose. Besides, he has already practiced to travel, so much higher than that?

"This sect leader has been enduring and not sending it, just waiting for today. Since ancient times, there have been no more than three people who have practiced the devil's path and entered the roaming world. The first person is named Luo Haoran, who ascended to heaven and earth and disappeared. The second person is named Chouxue, who has suppressed the sword cultivator of Gengjin Continent for five hundred years, and the third person is me, the leader of the Red Demon Sect, Shang Feiran."

Hearing this, Li Hui nodded and said, "It's really powerful, difficult to deal with and hard to kill. As long as you leave a drop of demon blood, you may be resurrected at any time. Therefore, today's battle must be wiped out without leaving any future troubles."

"Hahaha? Do you have this ability?" Shang Feiran raised his head and laughed. The wind and clouds surged, and the power of the catastrophe was surrounded by tribulation. He only heard him say: "You are the peerless catastrophe master, and it is also difficult to kill! Therefore, after the tribulation over a year ago, this sect spent a huge amount of magic power to accumulate the demonic disaster. Don't think that only the peerless catastrophe master can accumulate the power of the catastrophe. This sect can also do it by following the sect's dominance. Today, you only need to weaken you, no matter how many tricks you leave, it will be useless."

"Good scheming, good plan!" Li Hui knew that the leader of the Red Devil Sect, Shang Feiran, not only made this arrangement, both sides showed their scheming, and if they took half a step wrong, they would lose all the game. This is a life and death situation, and it is also a tragedy for those who have fallen.

"Li Hui, not only do you know how to invite people, but the sect leader also hired helpers. How do you deal with it?" Shang Feiran sneered, suddenly showed a shock on his face, and said in surprise: "Is this breath? What are you going to do with the corpse of the Emperor Jiang Talisman as a cage... Do you want to release the bleeding Mani?"
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