People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 634: Blood Destroyer, Fear of Rahu

The demonic monks are lurking in the West Sea.

Using the blood sacrifice technique, half of the sea creatures were sacrificed to feed the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou.

Lu Yue frowned slightly, his eyes flashed fiercely, staring at the western land, looking at Luo Hou across the sea, and said sadly: "Old friend, you are also reincarnated into the mythical prehistoric world with your memories."

The evil path is eager for quick success and instant benefits, and seeks selflessness, selfishness, and the satisfaction of one's own strength. It treats all things as straw dogs to nourish itself.

Luo Hou can be said to be a master of all trades. He did not take the initiative to find trouble with Luo Hou, just to watch him and Hongjun both suffer losses. He never expected that Luo Hou would take the initiative to provoke him.

If he doesn't take action, how will the creatures in the ancient world view him?

Daluo Daozun!

fart!
He doesn't even dare to deal with a hidden demon god. In the future, the prehistoric will probably only think that he is a sophisticated egoist, and will naturally favor him less.

The will of the primitive world is like an emotionless machine that only chooses things that are beneficial to the evolution of the primitive world. Pangu has already fallen into a deep sleep. Next time, after he wakes up, he will surely destroy the world again and obtain the fruit of the great way.

"Destroy!"

Lu Yue stretched out a finger and directly pointed it at the blood demon lurking at the bottom of the sea, extracting his soul from the blood.

Ah!
Seeing that the blood demon was hopeless and was about to escape, he flicked his sleeves and caught the fleeing blood demon in his palm. A drop of bright blood turned into a model of a ferocious beast.

Like a dog and a wolf.

Dragon claws and wings on the back.

Baring his sharp fangs, he said coldly: "You dare to kill me? My master is Luo Hou, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, who founded the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. If you know what's good for you, let me go quickly."

Haha
As if he had heard a huge joke, Lu Yue stared at the shouting Blood Demon and said coldly: "Even if it is Luo Hou, he would not dare to be so arrogant in front of me."

When Hongjun destroyed the world, Luo Hou did not dare to show up at all. It was after Pangu created the primitive world that he sneaked into the primitive world and stole the identity of a primitive god and demon.

A timid demon ancestor.

To be honest, he really didn't take it seriously. If he had really perished together with Hongjun, Lu Yue might have looked up to Luo Hou.

"die!"

Lu Yue had an idea and swallowed the blood demon directly into his stomach. A sacrificial road quietly appeared above the yellow sky. It was the sacrificial road that the blood demon practiced. It filled itself with the flesh and blood of all living beings.

Rebirth through blood.

This is also the reason why he did not completely destroy the blood demon with just one finger.

Then he set his gaze on the western land. The demonic energy was surging, covering the sky and the sun. A Palace of Ten Thousand Demons was looming, and Luo Hou was sitting on a throne of bones. It gave people the illusion that one general's success was the result of the sacrifices of thousands of soldiers.

"Rahou, you have crossed the line."

Luo Hou sneered and said, "Lü Yue, you are just a junior in front of me, how dare you challenge me."

Lu Yue's expression was calm. He pointed to the west and a finger fell down. Immediately above the sky, a vast finger appeared and pressed down towards Luo Hou from the void. Luo Hou's expression changed.

The four Zhu Xian swords rose up, carrying thousands of demonic energy and transformed into a sharp sword, confronting the giant finger of the sky.

Collapse~
The Four Swords of Zhu Xian broke into four before they could do any damage to Luo Hou. There were big gaps on the blades. Luo Hou spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes bloodshot.

He said loudly: "All demons help me."

In the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, the demon gods who were practicing were all stiff. Before they could even refuse, Luo Hou drained away their cultivation and transformed them into a gigantic Chaos Demon God.

He punched the giant finger.

"break!"

Smoke billows.

Luo Hou fell down on the bone throne, half of his body was blown in half, half of his face was exposed, he muttered to himself, with a look of disbelief, he and Lu Yue looked at each other from a distance.

"Impossible." "How could your cultivation be so powerful?"

Lu Yue had an indifferent expression. He lowered his head and looked at the half-slaughtered gods on the West Sea. He flicked his sleeves and the Green Lotus of Creation fell, turning into a dazzling green light and landing on the surface of the West Sea.

The living beings that were originally slaughtered by the blood demon.

After being resurrected once more, he wiped out the memories of all the gods and turned to walk into the Avenue Palace.

Luo Hou's failure was within his expectations.

This era is a mythological era.

In the ancient mythology, Daluo is the pinnacle of the Great Dao. How could there be such combat power rankings as Quasi-Sage, Saint, and Hunyuan? It's like entering a world by mistake.

In the strange world, instead of learning some Taoist methods and preparing enough ghost money, he just wanted to store enough supplies. Wouldn't that be stupid? Is it just to store food for them?

It’s not the end of the world.

In the ancient mythology, Luo Hou was still continuing the cultivation system of the previous ancient times. If he didn't lose, who would lose?

If it were in the chaos, Hunyuan's combat power might be able to suppress Daluo, but in the mythological prehistoric world, Hunyuan Daluo was not recognized by the mythological prehistoric world, even after he was reincarnated in the prehistoric world.

It is just the cultivation level of a mythical celestial being.

But he was clearly a saint in the ancient world.

Luo Hou witnessed Lu Yue's disregard, clenched his fists, and muttered to himself: "Something must be wrong."

At this moment, a weak demon god got up from the ground, came to Luo Hou's side, and said sadly: "Demon Ancestor, why did you lose? I know the reason."

Qing Mo lowered his head somewhat unwillingly. He had followed the wrong boss and he was also helpless. Before he could achieve enlightenment, he was accepted as a disciple by Luo Hou and even planted a demon seed in him.

I didn't even dare to think of resisting.

Their every move was under the eyes of the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou.

“You really do know.”

Luo Hou was a little surprised, looking at the Green Demon in front of him. His cultivation was slack and even with the Daluo cultivation, in the previous prehistoric times, he would not even look at him straight in the eye, and he did not even have the qualifications to kneel before him.

"The laws of heaven and earth are different."

hum!
Luo Hou was filled with fear and horror. He stood up directly from the bone throne with a miserable look on his face. He stared into the void and laughed out loud, with tears flowing unconsciously.

"I see."

No wonder he was no match for Lu Yue. The root cause was because the Hunyuan Method he practiced was not suitable for practice in the prehistoric land. He was suppressed by the prehistoric will.

Then his cultivation can be restored.

But. Then. his smuggling across the border was in vain.

"Pangu, you misled me."

Luo Hou clenched his fists. He was unwilling to let his cultivation be destroyed, but the current reality was not something he could refuse just because he didn't want to. This was the Eastern Continent.

And Hongjun is eyeing him covetously.

The reason why he ordered the Blood Demon to go to the West was, on the one hand, to give Lu Yue a warning, and on the other hand, to test Lu Yue's ability, whether to accept him as a disciple.

Or just wipe it out directly.

He must make a choice.

Luo Hou didn't want to be taken advantage of by Lu Yue while he was competing with Hongjun for the way of heaven.

(End of this chapter)