Vol 3 Chapter 471: 7 love first battle!

Da da da!
The translucent little lizard propped up his long neck, and his four thin legs slammed in a burst. He suddenly climbed out thousands of feet in the thick blood sea and stood looking around in the alert place...
It was stared at by something.
In a trance, a dark shadow rushed out under the sea of ​​blood, and a large mouth of blood basin sucked the little lizard away, leaving only a shallow vortex, and a few weak chewing sounds...
Because the sea of ​​blood was too sticky, the vortex turned to calm.
The fierce beast that hunted successfully walked quietly, dared not to expose his breath, and quickly sank into the depths of the blood.
A hundred miles away, Li Changshou, who witnessed this scene, looked down at the same little lizard he had changed...
This year, it is not easy to be a bottom creature in the blood sea.
Abandoning miscellaneous thoughts, Feng Yushen· Wanli Xunfeng was urged to the extreme, Li Changshou's heart opened 60%, discerning the messages heard everywhere.
It’s right here, the road shakes, the place where Shura masters gather, it’s just below...
The sea of ​​blood, the intersection of heaven, earth and polluted springs.
In the early days of ancient times, the blood sea was almost endless. The innate power of the blood sea, the ancestor of the Stygian River, was famous for its floods, created Asura, and created the "kill" religion.
Unfortunately, I didn't keep up with the times.
When Hou Tu was about to incarnate Liu Dao Pan, an archaic active in the ancient times, who did not want to be named, used humans to teach a few treasures, joined forces with Hou Tu and Zi Xiao Shenlei, and wiped out the ancestor of Styx.
The rumor that "the sea of ​​blood is not dry and the river is not dead" is broken.
Afterwards, Houtu Niangniang turned the Tao of Heaven to Bao Liudao, dividing the Nether, opening the earth, and forming the world of the three worlds.
Most of the blood evaporates, and only the remaining remains on the west side of the nether world, still occupying a small half of the nether...
The world is clear and turbid, and the yin and yang are mixed, so the blood sea cannot be completely dissipated.
The Shura clan and the fierce beasts that survived in the blood sea have not been extinct, and gradually recovered a little vitality to this day.
Although the Shura can no longer be as strong as it was in the late ancient times and early antiquity, it was barely counted as a monk between heaven and earth.
Time is not waiting for me, night long dreams.
The little lizard transformed by Li Changshou burrowed into the sea of ​​blood here, prompting the method of water escape, trying his best to hide the fluctuation of breath, and exploring the depths of the sea of ​​blood.
Within the sea of ​​blood, it can be called a miracle.
When Li Changshou came here, he saw many "bubbles" in the blood sea, and large and small "islands" were suspended in the "bubbles", and many Shura tribes were distributed there.
There are also many Shura wandering around.
The characteristics of the Shura are that women are beautiful, men are free to play, and ordinary beauty is everywhere here. The "brother" who scares the children next door is also diverse.
The entire Shura tribe is interpreting this truth-
Good-looking skins are the same, and bad-looking souls are not necessarily interesting.
If Tianyage is here to recruit some people...
Thinking is too divergent, collect and collect.
Li Changshou will naturally not look at these Shura women more. After all, Fairy Yunxiao is inside the glass pagoda, staring at her every move.
After collecting enough detailed and comprehensive information, he continued to dive deeper and approached the deepest part of the sea of ​​blood quietly.
I don't know how many dives, the thick muddy blood around me started to become light;
Continue to dive, the turbidity fades away, but a ray of fairy spirit appears below!
In a trance, Li Changshou seemed to break into a fairyland hidden in the deepest part of the earth.
As the saying goes, everything bears the yin and embraces the yang, but the solitary yang does not give birth, and the solitary yin does not grow.
All these reasons are hidden in a simple picture of Yin and Yang Pisces.
Slowing down his body and analyzing the breath of this place, Li Changshou changed his method of hiding, but did not venture.
The tremor of the avenue he felt before was within a thousand miles.
Inside the Liuli Pagoda, the Taoist masters are also exploring the surrounding environment, and by the way express their own views, inadvertently highlight their own Dao.
Kong Xuan, who lives alone, stands at the moment in front of the pagoda window, looking out at the scenery of the blood sea.
Thousands of miles below are no different, but Li Changshou suddenly stopped...
He hid in a colorful stream of light, maintaining the wind language curse, and transferred what the wind language curse heard to the glass pagoda.
Let everyone help translate the translation.
The pagoda sounded a weird voice of ‘Guli Gou Li, big wood, big wood, vomit, beat it’.
This is the ancient Shura language.
The Duobao Taoist smiled, groped back and forth in his sleeves, and took out a turtle-shaped treasure, which gave out a pale green fairy light.
These grunting conversations suddenly turned into human voices:
"...They just sent a letter saying that the water has already intervened in this matter. Everyone should be more careful and never let go."
"The God of Water has many tricks, endless changes, a heart that is dirtier than the blood sea, and a hand that is darker than the ancestor. We will never be his opponent.
Alas, in the final analysis, we are only now being used by Western religions. "
"Western religions are using us, and we are also using them.
At least the saints are present in Western religions. Without the protection of our ancestors, we can only serve mermaids in the flood.
This time is the last chance for our blood sea family.
Even if we fight this life, we must reserve the last place for our juniors to survive! "
"Don't talk too much, maybe the water is listening, optimistic about all places, don't let go of any movements, rather kill the wrong."
"Will kill the wrong."
"The same race can't trespass!"
In the corner of the pagoda, Yun Xiao whispered a few words to Our Lady of the Golden Spirit. The two fairies were able to pick up the seal of Fa Qi together, covering each other's Tao Yun fluctuations, and pointing a finger at the front.
The cloud mirror technique they worked together showed the source of this dialogue.
It was at the bottom of the blood sea, over the remains of a large city covered with light walls of the formation, and hundreds of figures stood outside the formation, each wrapped in light black murderous intent.
The eight-armed Shura can be seen everywhere, and there are some strong-armed Shura, which is not easy to provoke the blood sea fierce god.
They seem to be guarding something.
Under these figures, there is a large array of heavy one after another, and under the large array, there seems to be a hidden arrangement.
Duobao Taoist told Li Changshou that Yun Jingxian was heard, and Li Changshou listened carefully for a while, quietly approaching the big city below.
Inside the Liuli Pagoda, Huanglong lively pondered:
"The masters of these Shura tribes are so tightly guarded, and the formations here are not simple. How can we get in?"
Tai Yizheng laughed: "How can the formation of this level be able to stop the of water? He has always been able to drill the formation."
Obviously want to speak but dare not talk nonsense.
However, Zhao Gongming said: "Is this such a conspicuous place, is it a trap?"
"80% is right. This matter is related to the teaching movement of the Western religions, and it is their long-term strategy. It will definitely not be so easy for us to find..."
The Taobao Taoist felt his chin carefully and came to such a conclusion.
The masters carefully thought about it, and felt that this possibility is the highest. If they are so big on the bright surface, there may be a problem.
But when I continue to think deeply, I feel that this may have been done intentionally, and it is not true...
Yu Ding, a real person, said in a deep voice: "Chang Geng will never be so easy to get into the calculation, we are at ease."
As soon as the words fell, the Liuli Pagoda shuddered gently.
It was Li Changshou, who carried the pagoda, and once again escaped into the'outside the picture' void with the Tai Chi figure and drilled towards the remains of the big city below.
Zhao Gongming said with a smile: "It seems that you and I are considering it as well as Chang Gengshen."
All Taoists agree.
Taiyi real person whispered: "How do we feel that we think too much?
Chang Geng is working hard to be safe, and he certainly will not miss this place..."
Huang Long asked: "So, what if there is a trap here?"
"Isn't that what we mean here?"
Taiyi lively smile calmly, every Daomen fairy showed a little smile.
Indeed, they shot together, there is no fear in this place.
And then, Li Changshou's actions continue to refresh their understanding of the word "stable".
The power of Tai Chi is unpredictable. The Master has used the Tai Chi to travel directly through the universe and walk freely outside the painting;
Although Li Changshou is inadequate, he can barely jump out of the painting.
He opened a tai chi door, digging into it, carefully, stepping through three steps, bypassing several old Shura bodies and entering the city.
The world around him is hazy, with silhouettes and buildings twisting and twisting, and Li Changshou can see the intertwined veins of packing.
The Tai Chi picture brought him into, it seems to exist between heaven and earth and Tao Ze, a wonderful interlayer...
Unfortunately, Li Changshou couldn't use this method to find out.
The other party obviously took this into consideration, or knew the power of Tai Chi, Li Changshou used the Tai Chi map to pass a dozen large protections in a row outside the painting, and his heart felt trembling.
Tu Bo's voice remembered: "I can't get through it."
The seals of the avenues in front are staggered. A large formation seals the inside and outside of Qiankun. It looks like a killing formation and a sleepy formation. The formation of the formation is not trivial.
Can prevent Tai Chi...
A large array of saints?
Li Changshou's little lizard, lying on the outside of the painting, silently thinking, quickly dispelled the idea of ​​aggressive, and quietly retreated.
A whisper of sound also sounded in Li Changshou's heart, but he was a treasured Taoist:
"There is a sage's rhythm here, 80% is a trap, and Chang Geng is very careful."
The little lizard nodded slowly, and did not change the course of action.
He continued to search outside the painting, searched back and forth several times, turned the ruins of this big city upside down, finally determined a safe corner in the city, and quietly drilled back into the world...
There are many killing arrays arranged here, and the damaged palace in the middle of Ayutthaya is the place where the mass killing arrays overlap.
Moreover, Li Changshou searched all over the city in'Outside the Picture', carefully investigated the layout of the array, and found a key detail...
The direction of the surge of all the killing forces, that is, the direction of the large array of venting power, is internal, not external.
The spiritual power distribution of all trapped arrays is also focused on the inside, not on the outside.
In other words, the person who arranged the place wanted to destroy the souls that had broken into the damaged hall with a large formation...
"It's a trap."
Inside the pagoda, Huang Long lived involuntarily sighed: "The saint took action to arrange the array. The vibration of the avenue attracted Chang Geng's attention. The layout here is specifically for Chang Geng...
It's really hard to talk about the evil intentions. "
Li Changshou’s immortal knowledge fell into the Liuli Pagoda:
Maybe it’s not that simple.

"Be careful, everything is self-preservation." Zhao Gongming told him so.
Li Changshou promised to disperse the deformation of the "lizard" and turn it into an old look carrying a gourd.
He remained in a state of insignificance, sitting in a corner of a ruined house in this big city; he also removed the "seven love grass ring" on his wrist, and put a treasure bag, but did not put the treasure bag seal.
Hearing the sighs, the light blue traces dissipated around Li Changshou's body, the sad emotions rippling towards the distance.
"I'm so miserable, I came out once, and was thrown into this cold bag. I can't see the outside. I still have to use it as a Bora..."
Li Changshou: ...
Stay silent for a while, this level of sorrow is just right.
The group of Shura masters above the big city didn't even notice the seven emotions.
In a few moments, these men and women of the Shura tribe mourn sadly, and each sighs, and no one is spared.
A Shura woman murmured in a low voice: "Are we really the abandoned family?"
A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and a cry with a crying cry came from the side:
"I'm not convinced! What is this destiny! What is this destiny!"
My Shura are never slaves! Never... ah... what's the point of calling this, and who can you call to? "
"Why bother? Why bother? Does it make sense?"
"What are we struggling with? The heavens and the earth let us kill ourselves, or just kill ourselves?"
Mumbling and crying sounded everywhere.
The Asuras, who were all involved in this situation, failed to notice that they were being calculated by others, and each was sad.
Suddenly heard a shout, the eight-armed Shura suddenly lifted eight palms, and the movements were uniform, his palms hit his head.
"Ancestor, I'll go with you!"
With a bang, eight palms and eight blows, the headless body of Asura slowly lay down.
Immediately, more than a dozen Shura people were affected and fell into great sorrow and committed suicide on the spot.
Gradually, more Shura people began to produce such negative thoughts, one after another, growling and murmuring, seemingly trying to convince themselves.
There are more and more suicides.
Most of Shura couldn't cry, remembered the misery of his life, and thought of all kinds of hardships; they rarely cultivated their hearts, and their resistance to the power of the seven emotions was almost zero at this time.
Li Changshou sealed his hands and said to the treasure trove in his hand: "Can you please take the incarnation of anger together?"
"I control you!"
"Hey? Brother Taiyi, why did you come out?"
"Where is that bastard!"
The colorful light circulates on the grass ring, and there is a ghost in the treasure bag, looking for it there.
Layers of light red ripples spread out between heaven and earth.
Xiao lamented: "We are all born in the grass, do you still wonder how to use us and deal with us, will our conscience hurt?"
I'm so miserable, why should I be your friend...
I am even worse, the only friends are gone. "
Incarnation of Fury: "You're playing me!"
Li Changshou: ...
Sorrow, anger, the combination of the strength of all living beings, and Hou Tuxiu form two real-life incarnations formed by the realm, and at the same time make trouble!
For a time, outside the ruins of Ayutthaya, Shura raised his head and roared. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com seemed to have hundreds of dying beasts appearing in the world, and gave an unwilling roar...
"Xura is not dead! The sea of ​​blood is not dry!"
"We have to avenge our ancestors and our ancestors!"
"Western religions are using us!"
"What's the point of being so alive!"
Li Changshou watched this scene quietly, with the help of the open mind to resist the power of the seven emotions.
Before and after, the scene was completely out of control;
At first, the Shura tribe fell into the killing intention, and gradually became crazy, attacking the same clan, attacking the formation of this place, lifting themselves with a knife...
Li Changshou thought for a while, observed the performance of the asuras here, and finally selected an asura with higher strength and the most unstable state of mind.
[Bottom Card: Sound of Circulation]
"Child, do you desire... to get the power of my ancestor?"
Uh, how can there be a sense of both the villain and the devil.
In the pagoda, Huang Long felt the situation outside in amazement, but his mouth was speechless.
This is the power of seven emotions?
Fortunately, the power of the Seven Feelings did not flow into the Liuli Pagoda, and the immortals here did not have to bother to resist.
The Duobao Taoist smiled: "However, when all kinds of troubles are in Chang Geng's hands, how can it be so simple."
Duobao Taoist's voice just fell, and Li Changshou's "bewitched" arms Shura suddenly turned around, desperately slammed into the shaky formation in front of him, and smashed towards the middle of the big city, the stone temple where the saint's Daoyun exists!
One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and it is said that there are also thirty or forty heads of eight-armed asuras, six-armed asuras, followed by comets, crashing into the ruins of the hall!
The killing array is triggered, the golden light blooms, and the sword is in full swing. The city is full of blood and rain.
The figure of Li Changshou, I don’t know when it disappeared in that corner...