Chapter 268 The Plan of the Demon God of Disaster

"Yes."

Minghe's eyes became sharp again, and he sacrificed the fire red lotus to absorb the blood, resentment and other dark energy in the sea of ​​blood.

"I originally wanted to rescue the mosquito Taoist first and let him break through the Demon Abyss so that we can pour these dark energy into the Demon Abyss."

"The Demon Abyss is sealed with the innate demons created by Luohou. Each of them has unique talents. The demon energy is the gathering of various dark energy in the world."

"Let's pour these dark energy into the Demon Abyss to help the innate demons, let them rush out of the Demon Abyss and harm Lingshan. I still want to complete the journey to the west and promote Buddhism and Taoism. Dream."

The Disaster Demon God said.

"Why bother so much, let's just break the seal of the Demon Abyss directly." The Nine-headed Insect said.

"Stupid, Lord Disaster did this because he naturally didn't want to be exposed and attract everyone's attention to Lingshan so that he could plot other things." Kunpeng scolded.

Each of the five ancient insects has its own abilities. For example, the mouth of the Mosquito Taoist can suck the golden lotus of merit, the best innate spiritual treasure. For example, the tail needle of the Nine-tailed Earth Scorpion can't bear it even if a saint is hit.

They are powerful, but their brains are not very good. They are a bunch of reckless people.

"Yes, I want to create another Luohou. Hongjun can be in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, and Luohou can also be in harmony with the Demonic Dao, creating a real Demon Ancestor Luohou."

"But to be in harmony with the Demonic Dao, the Demonic Dao must be incomplete, and Luohou can be integrated. However, although the Demonic Dao is awakened by Luohou, because there is no demon in the prehistoric world, the Demonic Dao is hidden, and I can't find the origin of the Demonic Dao."

"Therefore, I want to use the Demon Abyss Demon Clan to attract the attention of the prehistoric saints, and by the way, draw out the origin of the Demonic Dao and kill it."

The Disaster Demon God said.

Kunpeng and the other five were shocked. They didn't expect the Disaster Demon God to have such a big plot. These big guys would make a shocking king bomb at the first move, which was really scary.

"But I don't know where the Demon Ancestor is?" Kunpeng frowned. All these arrangements were done, and it would be useless if Luohou didn't show up.

"Don't worry about that. I sensed a trace of Luohou's breath in the Liusha River before. He is not dead yet, and he will show up when he should."

"We have to make preparations for both situations. Nine-headed insect, nine-tailed earth scorpion, you two go to find the other two fragments of the sword of disaster, the plague tree and the falling treasure money. With the real sword of disaster in hand, why should we fear Hongjun? Even if we fail, we can retreat calmly."

The Disaster Demon God said confidently.

"The plague tree is easy to say, but the falling treasure money is in Lingxiao's hands. Not to mention that we can't beat him, and Lingxiao is not in the prehistoric world now."

The nine-tailed earth scorpion frowned. They had already sneaked back to the prehistoric world, and naturally they had heard the news clearly.

"No, Luohou's soul must be in Lingxiao's hands. Since I sensed Luohou's breath, Lingxiao must have returned to the prehistoric world, but he has not shown up yet. What is he planning?"

"You just need to find Lingxiao and come back to tell me. I will go to meet him in person."

The Disaster Demon said.

"Yes."

The Nine-headed Insect and the Nine-tailed Scorpion breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if they didn't fight Lingxiao. They really couldn't beat him.

Now they have all cultivated to the ninth level of the Saint. God knows what realm Lingxiao has reached. He must be stronger than them.

They have the Disaster Demon to preach. Lingxiao controls Luohou's soul, so he will probably let Luohou preach.

"Those innate demons are quite capable. They actually tore open the seal laid by Hongjun. We don't need Taoist Mosquito. Let's collect the dark energy from the blood sea and pour it into the Demon Abyss along the cracks in the seal."

"However, Maitreya guarding the Demon Abyss is a trouble. Kunpeng, you think of a way to lead Maitreya away."

Disaster arranged.

"This is simple. I overheard the conversation between Xuandu, Jade Emperor and others before. Ksitigarbha has cultivated to the level of sub-sage in the underworld. Now in Lingshan, the three religions and the Western religion are competing for power. In an era when saints don't come out, the sub-sage is the strongest."

"The Western religion is suppressed by the three religions. The reason is that the Western religion has only Maitreya, a sub-sage, and can't fight the three religions. If Maitreya knows that Ksitigarbha has become a sub-sage, how can he sit still."

Kunpeng said.

"Okay, I was right about you."

Disaster Demon God nodded in appreciation. Among the five people, Kunpeng was the smartest.

"Multi-eyed centipede, you go and keep an eye on the progress of the journey to the west. Remember not to expose yourself. Luohou is a person who is unwilling to be lonely, and he will definitely make some arrangements." Disaster continued to make arrangements.

After the arrangements, everyone dispersed and went about their own business, leaving only the Styx as a porter in the sea of ​​blood. Disaster sat cross-legged by the sea of ​​blood waiting for news.

On the other side, the four people who went west came to a village in the wind and snow. Sun Wukong and his three brothers didn't care, but Tang Seng couldn't stand it.

Zhu Bajie had come here to beg for alms before, and found the village chief and asked the village chief to help arrange a place to stay. Of course, he could stay, but it was not free.

The village chief was also a wonderful person. He was not afraid of Zhu Bajie and the other two. Thinking that the snow was a bit heavy this year, he was worried that the melting of snow water in spring would cause floods, so he asked Sun Wukong and the others to be strong laborers and dig ditches with the villagers.

Then, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing got up early and went to work with the villagers every day, delaying time with a legitimate reason, and bragging and farting with the villagers all day long.

Especially Zhu Bajie, who was lazy and slack even as a mortal servant, boasting about his glorious past to the villagers.

Tang Seng went even further, hiding in the house doing needlework and sewing clothes for Sun Wukong and others.

In heaven, Guanyin and others were very upset, but they couldn't urge him. The wind and snow were really strong, and Tang Seng's delicate skin and flesh really couldn't stand it.

However, they couldn't just sit there and do nothing. On this day, Guanyin asked Mo Yu Qilin to replace Xiao Bailong.

The black jade unicorn ran to the village and turned into a white dragon horse, then ran to the side of the white dragon horse.

At first, Xiao Bailong thought it was a car from someone else in the village, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong. This thing was exactly the same as his, even the aura was the same.

"Who are you?" Xiao Bailong couldn't help but ask.

"I am the white dragon horse, Ao Lie, the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea. Why are you pretending to be me?" The black jade unicorn cried out to catch the thief.

"You are Ao Lie, then who am I?" Xiao Bailong was stunned.

"How should I know, you are a fake, how dare you pretend to be me." The black jade unicorn took the initiative and ran to Tang Seng to complain.

"Master, don't believe him, he is a fake, he pretended to be me." Xiao Bailong chased after him.

Looking at the two identical white dragon horses, Tang Seng was stunned.

The two white dragon horses were talking nonsense, and then turned into human forms, which were also exactly the same.

The real Xiao Bailong couldn't stand it anymore and took action directly.

The fake Little White Dragon was not willing to be outdone, and the two dragons fought fiercely, but in the end, their moves were the same, and their innate magical powers were exactly the same.

The noise attracted the three brothers of Sun Wukong.

"Why are there two Little White Dragons, exactly the same?" Sha Wujing scratched his head in a naive manner.

"One must be a fake." Zhu Bajie knew clearly in his heart that Lingshan and the Heavenly Court must be dissatisfied with the Little White Dragon taking advantage of the merits, and had previously given the merits to the Human Race Divine Court, so they did this to drive the real Little White Dragon away.