True Immortal of the Netherworld

Under the waning moon. Cold lake water.

A bloody black tiger with eyes spitting out a terrifying green light was chasing the petite girl Hong Mo in the water.

The smell of blood overflowing from the wound on the girl Hong Mo's arm made the giant black tiger extremely excited.

Crash, crash, splash, the messy water splash seemed to be shouting for help.

The distance between the black tiger and the girl is getting closer and closer, three feet... two feet... one foot...

Suddenly, the huge black tiger raised a huge front paw and struck it down.

boom--

The splashing water ran away quickly, ruthlessly tearing up a pool of water.

Immediately, a huge wave of water was set off, and the girl Hong Mo was swept underwater.

The impact of the water waves was like a hammer hitting the girl Hong Mo's head, and she suddenly felt dizzy.

A stream of cold lake water washed away the girl Hong Mo's mouth and poured into her throat.

She couldn't breathe, she was scared, she cried, she felt cold to the bone, she could only scream in her heart: "Help me..."

Her conscious world quickly dimmed into darkness, "Dad...brother..."

When the black tiger saw the girl being slapped into the water by his palm, he suddenly jumped forward, dived headfirst into the water, and chased after the falling girl's body.

When the meat comes to the mouth, it must eat it.

In the cold lake water.

The unconscious girl was like a powerless fish, with a ribbon of blood falling from the wounds on her body.

Poignant.

The black tiger's eyes were still staring underwater, and its green-gleaming eyes caught the girl's shadow. Its limbs paddled back and forth like four oars, and it caught up with the girl Hong Mo in just a few strokes.

It opened its bloody mouth, revealing the sharp teeth of its scimitar, and it was ready to bite.

The bright red from the wound on the girl's arm spread in the water, reaching the bottom of the lake.

At the bottom of the lake, a red, butterfly-shaped black stone emitted a faint red light from its surface.

The blood lines flowing out of the girl's wound spread into blood mist in the water, which just covered the butterfly-shaped black stone.

Miraculously, the Butterfly Black Stone suddenly became brighter, and the blood mist turned into a vortex, and was sucked into it by the Butterfly Black Stone.

Astonishingly, a huge amount of demonic power burst out from the butterfly black stone. It was a powerful demon spirit realm, and the entire lake was dyed bright red.

On the lake, a strange light curtain emerged from the water and swirled. In the light curtain, there was a demon butterfly with its feathers lighting up its wings, which seemed to prove an ancient legend. The name of this lake - Butterfly Demon Holy Lake.

The black tiger is frozen.

The girl is frozen.

The butterfly black stone disappeared in just a flash. The next moment, it appeared at the heart of the girl Hong Mo, and strangely sank into her body.

Almost at the same time, the butterfly spirit bloodline hidden in the girl Hong Mo was instantly activated.

The girl opened her eyes, and there was a bright color in her eyes.

She looked at her hands, which were full of magical power. The wound on her arm healed flawlessly at a speed visible to the naked eye under the licks of a red spirit butterfly.

The girl turned to look at the black tiger that was biting her, and thought in her mind, "You evil tiger, I want you to die."

Due to his thoughts, a red spiritual light flashed, and a red butterfly demon about ten feet in size appeared in front of Black Tiger.

The demon butterfly breathed out, and the black tiger's body disappeared in a mass of exploding red stars, leaving not even a trace of blood or a sound of despair.

A column of water rose up from the surface of Nuoda Lake, bursting open and blooming into a grand spray of water, as if to welcome the return of the king.

The girl Hong Mo jumped out of the water, her body hovering high in the air, without a drop of water on her body or clothes.

At this moment, a pair of butterfly wings made of red aura appeared on her back, exuding a powerful and frightening look.

of spiritual pressure.

The girl Hong Mo glanced in the direction of the tribe's valley. She rolled her butterfly wings behind her and spread out a red light before disappearing.

Afterwards, none of the hundreds of assassins from the "Bloodworm" tribe who massacred the Butterfly Spirit tribe in the valley survived.

Within a hundred years, the reputation of the "Butterfly Demon" resounded throughout the Southern Territory.

Later, during a huge war between the Southern Territory and the Northern Territory, the butterfly demon was suppressed by the monks of the Golden Buddha Temple using Buddhist formations, and then imprisoned in the Golden Light Pagoda.

...

In Xu Yang's body, the red blood monument in the three-color vortex is in a different space.

The memory fragments of the demon butterfly Hong Mo flashed before the eyes of Xu Yang's Yuanhun spirit body. A delicate butterfly flew past the flying flowers, but eventually became weak in the cold autumn wind. It lost its wings, fell into the dust, and melted into the soil, which made people sigh.

"Xu Yang" took a long breath and sighed: "The terrible war took away the lives of many people and changed the fate of many people. Without the poison of the war, Hong Mo would be a happy girl."

After that, Xu Yang's soul body gradually disappeared as if it was caught in the water waves.

...

in the real world.

Xu Yang's body sat cross-legged on the Fine Iron Square in the center of the Blood Sin Lake.

Purple, green and red light bands swirled on his body surface, which were the materialization of his overflowing soul power.

The void shook, and the three-color light strips outside Xu Yang's body converged and disappeared.

It could be clearly seen that Xu Yang's forehead was covered with sweat drops the size of soybeans, and his whole body was soaked with sweat, as if he had just experienced an exhausting battle.

The winner is Xu Yang after all.

Xu Yang's closed eyes suddenly opened, showing a shrewd look, and whispered to himself: "Thank you, General of the Netherworld."

Xu Yang stood up. On the ground not far in front of him, the red-haired woman's body disappeared among a group of red stars.

A translucent, fist-sized red butterfly shadow flew gracefully among the red stars. The next moment, the red butterfly shadow penetrated the void, left the Golden Light Tower, and left this imprisoned world.

Tens of thousands of miles away, at the bottom of Lenghu Lake in the back mountain of Dieling Tribe. A red butterfly shadow converged and turned into a butterfly-shaped black stone. It lay quietly at the bottom of the lake, emitting a faint light, as if waiting for a child called "Red Mo".

...

Xu Yang quickly looked inside his Zifu space.

The ghostly baby-like Chakravartin spewed out lumps of sleep bubbles from the corner of its mouth and fell into a deep sleep.

The blue water flame spirit in the shape of a spiritual dolphin floats obediently in mid-air, occasionally swinging its tail to stir up a dazzling blue flame.

The flame spirit of the Golden Crow Buddha turned into a golden ball, and the Sanskrit characters on the surface of the ball emitted streaks of golden light.

A red-shelled egg stayed intact in a corner. Through the thin eggshell, a red-haired girl could be seen, curled up in a peaceful sleep.

Near the red-shelled egg, a small ball covered with black scales circled the red-shelled egg slowly and slowly, jumping and spinning as if guarding the red-shelled egg.

A small pitch-black sword, with golden ghost runes on its surface, and a divine sword with a hidden edge.

The three-color vortex is like a stationary windmill occupying a corner of the Zifu space, quiet and peaceful.

Xu Yang stopped looking inside and whispered to himself: "A'Zhu is fine, everything is fine. Unexpectedly, there are three different enchantment spaces hidden in my three-color vortex. These are the magic whirlpool realm." Essentially. The guy who created the realm of the magic vortex was really incredible. If the spirit of the butterfly demon hadn't broken into the different space in the three-color vortex, I would never have dared to penetrate the three-color soul. Among the three different spaces in the vortex, only the Red Blood Monument space is connected with the power of my blood soul, and I can control it. The purple electric space and the green wood space are full of violent purple electric power and overwhelming power. With my current level of cultivation, I cannot easily control the power of the Immortal Wood Spirit. After this battle, I can control the three-color vortex.

Cognition goes one step further. I don’t know when the next three-color vortex will swallow mana. "

Xu Yang stood up, "The demon butterfly Hong Mo was defeated by me. I'd better find the whereabouts of Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li who were hidden by her."

Xu Yang turned around and saw a translucent red barrier wall ten feet away opposite him, with the surface full of spiderweb-like cracks.

Through the barrier wall, you can see Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li, as well as Zhang Li's three-eyed bear. Their bodies were tightly wrapped by a thin layer of red light, like a cocoon.

A smile suddenly appeared on Xu Yang's face, he walked forward quickly, stretched out one hand and lightly touched the surface of the red barrier.

Mana urged.

Crash.

The barrier wall tore apart suddenly, turning into red stars that quickly dissipated in the sky. The red light strands binding Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi, Hei Xiao Zhang Li and Three-Eyed Ba Xiong also collapsed on their own.

"Cousin-" Murong Yu stood up, his eyes half drunk and half awake.

"Miss—" Murong Yu held the flame gun in his hand and opened his eyes.

"Bai Ni——" Black boy's first words came after he opened his eyes. The three-eyed bear next to him also got up and sniffed back and forth with his nose, but could not find the smell of the cute white bear in his dream, and made a purring sound in his mouth.

"Welcome everyone to return safely!" Xu Yang said loudly. The voice is blessed with the power to awaken the soul.

"Xu Yang!" Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi, and the black boy Zhang Li said in unison.

Only then did their consciousness become completely clear.

"Where's that weird red-haired woman? I fell into her illusion." Murong Yu said angrily.

"This illusion is so terrifying. I'm so caught up in it that I can't stop. I'm almost like a lamb." Gongsun Zhi said with lingering fear.

"How do you say this? You live in a drunken dream and die in a dream. It would be great if this dream were real. Where did the red-haired woman who made the figurine go? I don't want to smash her head." Zhang Lida, the black boy.

The three-eyed bear beside the black boy opened his mouth and let out a roar.

Xu Yang explained: "The red-haired woman is a powerful evil cultivator imprisoned here. However, she will never appear here again."

Murong Yu stared at Xu Yang, and then said: "You killed her by yourself?"

Gongsun Zhi also looked surprised and said: "I guess that red-haired woman is probably at the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. Xu Yang, how did you do it?"

The black boy Zhang Li chuckled and said: "As expected of the boss Xu Yang!"

Xu Yang said frankly and honestly: "The red-haired woman just happened to be caught in her own "path of calamity". Otherwise, I have no confidence in defeating her."

Although Xu Yang said it calmly, the fight between him and the red-haired woman Hong Mo just now was very thrilling.

"Thankfully you're here."

"If you hadn't taken action, I'm afraid we would all have perished here."

"Boss Xu Yang, I will follow you from now on."

The three of them thanked each other.

Xu Yang said: "We are all teammates, and even more so, friends. We must advance and retreat together, so there is no need to be polite."

After a pause, he continued: "From this point of view, this place is just a blood lake full of cursed power, and the butterfly demon is probably imprisoned here as the weapon spirit of the blood lake."

Gongsun Zhi shook his head slightly and said, "Maybe this place is not the place of creation we are looking for."

The black boy Zhang Lidao said: "Even if the land of creation is hidden somewhere in the third level of the Demon-Conquering Realm, our time is limited."

At this moment, the stone Buddha orb held by Murong Yu in both hands suddenly jumped, and a string of golden Sanskrit characters spread out.

"This is?" Murong Yu raised his eyebrows, "The resonance power of Buddhist magic weapon."

Murong Yu looked at the throbbing stone Buddha orb in his hand, found a direction, and whispered: "Maybe the great fortune we are looking for has arrived."