Chapter 1745: Eight layers of blood demon

The 100,000 people above the warships have been dispersed, and the entire Jiang ethnic group is surrounded by water.
More than 20,000 Jiang nationality people have all stood up, and each pair of fists clenched, almost all of them are about to spurt fire, staring at the monks of the temple.
As long as the Jiang war in the air is ordered, all the Jiang people will definitely not hesitate to rush to the monks of the Taoist temple to start a deadly battle!
Dao 2, what is necessary is this result!
The Jiang family is the first stop he arrived after receiving the Taoist order.
The reason why he wants to come to the Jiang family first is to destroy the Jiang people on the one hand, so as to vent their hatred towards Jiang Yun;
On the other hand, it is to use the extinction of the Jiang people to shock the souls, the demons and all the descendants of the dead nine!
Seeing that a big battle was about to happen, there was a calm voice in the Grange community: "You, what are you doing!"
As the sound rang, a middle-aged man with an eyebrow color with eight color marks had already appeared on the sky, and even appeared directly beside the second.
He is the current patriarch of the Jiang family, Jiang Junhao!
Jiang Junhao looked calm and looked at all the Jiang people below, and once again faintly said: "What are you doing?"
Jiang Zhan is holding a fist in front of Jiang Junhao: "The patriarch, they..."
I didn’t wait for Jiang’s words to finish, Jiang Junhao had already waved:
No need to say, I know!

"Ginger Elder, you immediately ordered, and recalled all the Jiang people in the foreigners, and from now on, my Jiang people are not allowed to step out of the family!"
"If there is a disobedient, expel the family!"
Jiang Junhao seems to be calm, but it contains a majestic voice, echoing in the vast ethnic land, so that all the Jiang people are still not guilty, but they can only swallow their voices and say: "Yes!"
At this time, Jiang Junhao turned around and looked at the road in front of him: "The second house, if there is nothing else, Ginger will not be far away!"
After that, Jiang Junhao no longer cares about the second, taking care of himself and disappearing, leaving behind the gloomy color of the second!
The appearance of Jiang Junhao, an understatement of two sentences, disrupted the plan of the second!
Although Dao Er can still order the 100,000 monks he brought to force the Jiang people to be destroyed, he could not find a reason to shoot.
Instead of violating the Taoist order, the Jiang people are very cooperative.
"Hey!" In desperation, Dao 2 can only make a cold cry: "Leave 10,000 people to stay here, the rest, leave with me!"
If it is to kill the Jiang people, it needs 100,000 people, but if you only care for the Jiang people, 10,000 people are enough!
The huge warship that watched the temple above the sky slowly left, standing in front of Jiang Junhao’s battle: "The patriarch, what the is going on?"
"Why do you want to imprison our Jiang people?"
Jiang Junhao shook his head and said: "Not the second, but the Tao!"
"If this is really the order of Dao Er, then even if I let you not to move, he will definitely let the 100,000 monks continue to attack our Jiang people."
"Why did the Taoist do this?" Jiang Zhan frowned. "Is it because of Jiang Yun?"
Jiang Junhao shook his head and said: "I don't know the specific reasons. However, there must be something big to happen. Moreover, this big event must be with Jiang Yun, and my nine people can't escape the relationship!"
Jiang Zhan then asked: "Now we really listen to the command of the Tao, and honestly stay in the tribe no longer leave? The monks of this 10,000-dollar temple, with our strength, can still be killed!

Jiang Junhao waved his hand: "Slightly, don't worry, wait until you know why Daozun is going to imprison us for what reason, and then we will wait for an opportunity."
"Remember, my nine descendants have only one chance, either they don't move, they have to move, they have to be shocked!"
"So, be patient, be patient!"
Although Jiang Junhao’s mouth is patience, he looks at the tens of thousands of monks who are guarding the surroundings, but reveals the murderousness that is undisguised!
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There are nine layers of imprisonment, each with one or several worlds.
But from the seventh floor, to every ninth floor of the world, there is a prison in prison, which suppresses a powerful monk!
In the same year, Jiang Yun was sent to the bloodline of the seven layers of the prison, and the demon blood that once helped the Taoist in the war of the Nine Kingdoms was held in the war!
After Jiang Yun left, the world was completely closed by Jiang Yun’s power to the landlord with blood to the east. He could not enter, and could not go out unless Jiang Yun went back again, or the blood swelled.
Just when the Taoist people left the Ginger and continued to travel to the Soul and the Mozu, outside the world that was completely closed, or the seven worlds contained in the seven layers of the entire domain. In the middle, there are two figures!
These two people, one is the old man with a scar on the face with a deep visible bone. It is the three disciples of Tao Zun, who guard the road of Taoism!
The other person, all over the body, was covered in a fog, and he could not see his appearance.
Dao San’s gaze looked at the road in front of him that was firmly protected by a blood network. He said coldly,
The blood is crying, and the blood is being held here!

"He is a blood demon, you are also a blood demon, he is a blood net, can you break open!"
With the fall of the voice of the Tao, the blood mist covered by the person around him suddenly spread out, revealing the face of the people inside, a blood person who is completely condensed like blood!
Hearing the words of Dao San, the man’s mouth uttered a strange voice: "I was locked in the eighth floor. He was locked in the seventh floor. Do you say that I can break the blood net under his cloth?"
As Dao San said, this cry is also a blood demon, and is locked in a world of eight layers of imprisonment.
After receiving Master’s orders, Dao Zun went to the eighth and ninth floors of the prison, and conveyed Master’s orders to every strongman who was detained there.
On the eighth and ninth floors, a total of fifteen strong men were detained. As a result, ten people were willing to work for the Tao. This cry is one of them.
Originally, Dao San should bring these ten strong men, as well as his own disciples of the Third Palace, to attack the ancient world, but just as his brothers and sisters have great hatred for Jiang Yun, this is true for this. He is a prisoner, but he is not immune to the world he controls. He is also deeply saddened.
Just this cry is also a blood demon, plus the ten strong people who are willing to work, they have been suppressed for countless years, badly hurt, it will take some time to restore strength.
Therefore, Dao San decided to let the blood sob before trying to attack the ancient world, to try to see the blood network of the world, to regain the control of this world, and to show the evil spirits in these years.
At the same time, it is also possible to convey the order of the Tao to the bloodstream. If the other party refuses to return, then kill it.
When I heard the answer to the cry, Dao Xiaomi smiled and the body stepped back backwards: "Let me see your strength!"
Although the cry is indeed locked in the eight layers of the prison, but the third is known, not the greater the number of layers being held, the stronger the strength.
In particular, the blood east stream is the strongest person who participated in the Jiuzu war in the past. It exists for a long time than the prison. Therefore, the third is not certain. The blood cry is really stronger than the blood flow. Therefore, he also has to be eye-catching. Have a look.
"Then you can look carefully!"
Bloody crying coldly, raising his hand, just bursting open, but still floating in the air, the fog, suddenly turned into countless blood beads.
In each of the blood beads, there is a blurred figure shaking!
With the crying again, this countless blooddrops immediately fell to the boundless blood network that enveloped the bloodline.
Looking far away, it is like a torrential rain, falling in the world!