Journey to the West: I, Sun Wukong, have been facing the wall in the mountains for 500 years.
42 The various paths fought, and the sea of blood that did not dry up also appeared.

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In the netherworld.

"How has my disciple been recently?”

Lu Bai was sitting cross-legged in front of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. He didn't pay attention to what was happening outside the window. It was as if there was a sweet voice in his mind, immersing him in his own world.

As for the Six-Eared Macaque's movements, he asked Judge Cui to keep an eye on it. This guy had taken one of his divine arts with great effort, making him lose a bit of strength.

"Milord's disciple is doing very well. He's already a Monster King on Wind Howl's side.”

Over at Judge Cui's side, two ghost reapers would send messages back and forth every day, trying not to miss any important information about the Six-Eared Macaque.

From this information, it could be seen that Six-Eared Macaque had been doing well recently. He had built a large family business in the North Province.

"That's good."

Lu Bai nodded and was about to continue daydreaming.

"But…"

Judge Cui hesitated for a moment. He didn't know if he should say something.

"Speak."

Lu Bai had no choice but to return to his senses and ask this fellow to hurry up. Hanging one's appetite was the most annoying thing in a conversation.

"Recently, a supernatural event has happened near the Cloud Mountain. The blood of the dead bodies actually flowed backwards and disappeared inexplicably.”

The reason why Judge Cui used the term " supernatural " was that he had sent many reapers to the netherworld, but he still could not find out where the blood of the living beings flowed back to.

Who was the source? Who made it? He couldn't figure it out.

" We're being targeted?!"

Lu Bai had already understood the truth of the world. He knew that the so-called supernatural in this world was just a name that couldn't break through the essence of things without reaching the realm.

The blood was flowing backwards, it was definitely a blood path cultivator who had come out.

The Six-Eared Macaque was one of the Four Monkeys of Destruction, and it had an extraordinary bloodline. With the addition of the bloodline that he had given it, it was possible that it was targeted.

"Little monkey, are you selling your blood?”

The truth was just as Lu Bai had thought.

On this day, under the Six-Eared Macaque's throne, a sinister voice slowly sounded.

"Which demon dares to play tricks on me? Quickly show yourself!”

Six-Eared Macaque stood up immediately. He had long been aware that someone was watching him, but he couldn't break through the hiding place.

This made him very angry.

Today, the person in the dark was even more overboard. He had even provoked him, so he was naturally furious.

"Demons? That thing is not worthy of mentioning my name.”

In the blood mist, the voice was filled with disdain. In the end, the Blood Devil was just a kind of demon that grew by devouring blood. How could it be compared to the technique he cultivated?

"Looks like you are also a powerful figure in the Three Realms? However, even I am afraid and don't dare to meet him face to face. I think he is also a person who fishes for fame.”

Six-Eared Macaque had a plan in his mind. His master had said that there were very few people in the three worlds who could hurt him. Unfortunately, he seemed to have met such an ancient mighty figure today.

"Hmph, when I was conquering the world, you little monkey, who knows where you were hiding.”

Six-Eared Macaque seemed to be annoyed by the person in the dark. Although he knew that the person was provoking him, he still made his move.

"Hualala…"

Blood surged around Qian Shan, and he was covered in a layer of blood. In the mist, a blood-robed Taoist appeared, his eyes bright as he stared at the Six-Eared Macaque.

"Blood Qi billowing into the sky? A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood? This was a terrifying Blood Demon.”

Six-Eared Macaque looked at the Daoist's attire and didn't think that he was a good person. He shouted,""Blood Devil, die!"

"Rumble…"

He took out the Freewill Iron Weapon. His unparalleled physique was shining. He swung the rod toward the sky, shattering the sky and cracking the earth. The terrifying power shook the void and headed straight for the enemy.

"How dare you hit the ancestor."

A trace of anger flashed through the blood-red Daoist's eyes. It had been many years since any living being dared to fight him.

"Hualala…"

Then, he shot out a blood-red light that hit the Freewill Iron Weapon. It melted and turned into a stream of blood. It bit at Six-Eared Macaque's hand that was holding the weapon like a curse from the heavens.

"What kind of strange divine ability is this?"

Six-Eared Macaque made a prompt decision. He stabbed the Free-Heart Iron Weapon into the ground and took a step back. He stared at the blood-red-clothed Taoist with his heavy eyes.

He sensed a terrifying charm from the blood. It was as if all his blood had been fused together. If he was infected, it would be bad.

"With your cultivation level, you're not worthy of fighting me.”

The blood-robed Daoist stood in the void with a blood-red canopy covering 30,000 miles. He was extremely awe-inspiring. As he said, he was definitely an invincible figure who could dominate the world.

"Blood Devil, you are indeed strong."

Six-Eared Macaque couldn't take such a shock. He shook his body and his heart beat like thunder."I have my own trump card since I dare to appear in the world."

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