Chapter 824

Lu Zheng Kang, while consulting with mirage, urged the East emperor to grow. The Wutong tree heart opened up its boundless vitality. The roots extended from the bottom, deeply plunged into the seabed, all the way down, until the earth's core melted, drawing the earth's breath. Adorable with the earth's atmosphere, the vitality of the eastern wood's silence is constantly recovering. The sprouting of branches sprouting toward the four poles and eight wastes, and the sun of a Wutong tree with bright golden blazing colors is even more gorgeous than the scorching sun in the sky by three points.

On many branches, the mountains, rivers, seas and lands of heaven and earth appear and disappear again. Nine times, it is also nine days and nine nights. The leaves of the branches are green and yellow, withered and long, and the brilliant white flowers are scattered like rain and fall into the sea, which nourishes countless aquariums into spirits and demons.

Mirage king to see such a spectacle, immediately changed his tone: "that splash devil, I will promise you no harm, in the future I mirage under the command of the water class to protect you the safety of this tree." She was delighted. At this time, several other kings in the East China Sea came running. Three aquatics, including golden, golden eye, toad, shrimp, and cloud picture whales, all of them said they wanted to let their people in the sea to keep the Wutong tree.

Lu Kang Kang ignored the demon, and continued to urge the trees of Wutong. A thick branch of trees appeared as a layer of cloud on the top of the sacred wood. A red fruit was formed, and the fragrance was overflowing. At that time, the flowers and flowers on the sea were endless.

came to the square, the three legged birds and ten thousand kinds of birds, and covered the half sky, and flew straight to the Wutong sacred wood. Lu Zheng Kang waved and stopped. "Don't mention me, you want to enter my overseas red heaven, and I must be driven by it."

Naturally, the two sacred birds refused to accept the fire and wanted to burn Lu Zhengkang to death. Nanming Lihuo, taiyangjinyan, Liuding Shenhuo, Ziwei Xingchen Tianhuo, huangquan Guihuo and other kinds of fire had already boiled the sea water. This made the great sages of the aquarium very dissatisfied and yelled, but none of them helped.

Lu Zhengkang drives the iron sand gourd to spray magnetic sand to block the fire flow, and then throws a magic wand on Bi Fang's head. The bird calls out two times and retreats quietly. However, the sanshuwu is still noisy. Lu Zhengkang rewards him with a big mouth. He throws it out for hundreds of miles and smashes it through an island. This also stops.

Both of the two birds were in the yuan Shen period. In fact, such a noble animal was much more powerful than the same level of human friars. Moreover, they were favored by the way of heaven. Killing them would be a curse. Therefore, the real immortals who were afraid of disasters did not attack these two birds. In the past, they went hand in hand, and there was no danger for them to cross the world. Now, after suffering, they ran away.

Many friars have been watching on the shore of the middle land. Seeing this kind of fighting, they haven't come near for a moment.

Lu Zheng Kang continued to build his own red sky house. The Wutong tree was still growing. As the longer it grew, it became transparent. It was like crystal carving. Only the red red fruit at the top was beating like a heart barge, and it was also above the sky.

It's nine days and nine nights again. The Shui people in the sea have discussed a strategy. The twelve demon kings in the East China Sea are stationed in the tree in turn, taking one Jiazi as the cycle. The friars of Zhonglu come to join in the fun, but they are blocked by these monsters. Lu Zhengkang stares at these shameful leather goods. The friars of Zhonglu run away, and only a few of them are decent.

A group of friars of Zixiao sect came and asked, "are you the remaining evils of the Eastern Emperor?"

"How is it?" Lu Zhengkang sneered, "there are six real immortals in qiqianwu. I killed two of them and crippled one. How many real immortals do you want to pay to provoke me?"

It's really evil and fierce. On the spot, a young boy in the golden elixir period was so scared that his heart and blood broke. Unexpectedly, his soul flew to hell and reincarnated.

Sheng Yan of Qinglian sword sect asked: "I seem to have seen you."

Lu Zhengkang also laughs, "Sheng Yan has a good memory. I really met you when I was wandering."

"Are you the devil?"

"If I say I'm not, you must not believe it. That's OK. If you don't disturb me, I will not provoke you."

at this time it was noon on the eighteenth day, and the fruit of the top of the Wutong tree suddenly expanded and opened a thin and beautiful red cloud, which spread to the four poles. It swept across the entire land, North and south, and the East China Sea Islands. Until the collision with the wall of heaven and earth, the universe seemed to tremble slightly.

At this time, Lu Zhengkang's merits and virtues soared. The dark cloud in the sky of jiuzhong suddenly dissipated. It was quite embarrassing to say that the cloud had been following for so long, but it still couldn't split the thunder.

Returning the spirit root of heaven and earth will directly offset Lu Zhengkang's next disaster. The monks can only sigh, knowing that this time they can't shout: "the spirit land has no owner, and those who have virtue live in it!" Then he went up side by side and beat old deer devil to death.

Subjectively, of course, they still want to kill Lu Zhengkang, but objectively, we all know that the time has passed. If they want to win over the enemy, their luck is not on the side of the friars.

the Wutong tree is completely hidden. The fruit of the road opens up a crack and gives out a red cloud. It condenses into a ball and floats in the second heaven. It comes to the shore of the East China Sea and looks up.There are countless mountains and seas in the red cloud, where 60 million people of the state of Yang live with demons. Such a prosperous scene is faintly visible through the clouds, like a mirage, like a real mirage.

Wutong Kang jumped up, and the body of the huge body was reduced to six. His legs left the sea's holes and formed huge whirlpools, wrapped in the area where the parasol tree was located, and had been deep into the sea floor, forming a thirty inch diameter cylindrical cavity. The East China Sea led the fish group around the huge red sea eye.

Wutong Wutong stands on the red cloud, and ringing the bell, by the shock of the merger of the KIMOTO Tibetan world and the main world at that time, the four voices and eight wastes are heard. "Today, my red sky is outside the orthodox line of the East Sea, and it is cast as an overseas fairy mountain. It is located at the top of the sacred wood of the Indus tree. The flower rain lasts for nine days, and someone can take it. If you want to join us, you can also join us at this time. All living beings praise the true mantra of saving the world from the red sky and the dark sky. It has boundless merits and virtues. After death, you can turn to my red hell city. "

East China Sea twelve demon Wang Qiqi congratulation: "Congratulations red sky demon lord set down the orthodoxy!"

Lu Zhengkang slowly falls into the red cloud, and the great sage of the demon clan sinks into the water. All the excitement has gone away, and the people watching are looking at each other. Each one has recorded the fierce power of the red sky demon with the secret method. Just go back to the sect and warn the younger disciples not to get close to this place easily. In addition, there is no more fun, everyone familiar with each other to say hello, all reluctantly scattered.

Qinglian sword sect has nine Yuanshen this time. They planned to fight a big battle. Unexpectedly, they just became the audience for others. The real leader coughed twice, "fellow disciples, now it seems that the devil is quite peaceful. We don't have to make trouble with him. The world is free from worries, and we can go."

The autumnal equinox mountain master blinked, "elder martial brother, don't those people who were abducted by him care?"

The headmaster glared at him, "those exorcists are willing to degenerate. How can they be counted in the common life? Don't mind these things."

"The leader is wise!"

The people of Qinglian sword sect also went back to their home. However, the monks of Zixiao sect were not willing to do so. As soon as the right group of heroes dispersed, the power of the devil had become the climate. Even if it was related to the remaining evils of the Eastern Emperor, there was nothing they could do. There was nothing they could do to get revenge.