The sea of blood rolls, and the heavens and the earth change color.

Countless blood-colored afterimages emerged from the sea of netherworld blood and converged into a single figure.

The figure gradually solidified and turned into a mediocre-looking young man in black.

This black-clothed young man seems to be ordinary, but he comes out of nowhere, and with every step, the whole world will tremble. His ordinariness is not ordinary, but a return to the basics after reaching a certain realm.

Throughout the entire Asura Realm, above the Netherworld Blood Sea, there is only one person who can reach such a point. That is the innate power, the Styx Sect Ancestor.

The thing that King Jizo Bodhisattva feared the most still came.

"Now that the Demon King Bo Xun is close at hand, if I can subdue him, it will undoubtedly be my biggest capital for my comeback. Moreover, I have obtained the great merit given by the Buddha, and I have already reached the mid-stage realm of quasi-sainthood, and I may not have the strength to fight in the face of the old ghost of the River Styx! ”

King Jizo Bodhisattva's eyes narrowed, and between the lightning and flint, he already had a plan in his heart.

Sell!

Carrying the pressure of the River Styx, I caught Bo Xun first.

The idea is set, and the opportunity is made immediately, and the action is impressive.

At that moment, the Styx Sect Ancestor's gaze tightened,

"Bald donkey, in front of this seat, how dare you be rampant!"

"Get out of here!"

The Styx Sect Ancestor let out a loud shout, then threw a punch.

This punch seemed ordinary, but it caused the entire Netherworld Blood Sea.

In an instant, the sea of blood rolled, setting off thousands of blood waves. The viscous blood condensed into a giant fist and smashed towards the giant palm that fell from the golden body of the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

Bang!

The blood fist against the Buddha's palm is as big as a mountain.

The collision between the two sides is not only a collision of mana, but also the impact of the law.

This scene is familiar with the confrontation between the Demon King Bo Xun and the Jizo King Bodhisattva not long ago.

That time, the Demon King Bo Xun was defeated, and the blood light was completely suppressed by the Buddha light.

But this time, the situation was completely reversed, and the power of the blood fist was like a bamboo, and the Buddha's palm shattered under its might.

And, the aftermath was undiminished, blasting towards the golden body of the Buddha.

"What, this...... How can it be! ”

This sudden crushing made the Jizo King Bodhisattva a little overwhelmed for a while.

He thought that he might not be the opponent of the Styx Sect Ancestor, but he didn't expect that he would be defeated so quickly and so directly.

After all, according to reliable sources, the Styx Sect Ancestor is only in the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and the gap between them should not be big.

However, the defeat of King Jizo Bodhisattva was a foregone conclusion, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he did not hesitate to spend huge mana to condense his right arm that had just been blown up. Immediately, the great magical powers of Buddhism immediately broke out.

"Great supernatural powers, such as the palm of the gods!"

Although this palm is not as genuine as the Buddha cast, it also contains a lot of power.

A palm came out, directly shattering the oncoming blood fist.

However, it was only the energy purgatory that was detonated by the attacks of both sides that still shattered the golden body that was ten thousand feet tall.

King Jizo Bodhisattva frowned, and opened his mouth to spew out a string of golden blood flowers.

"Old ghost Styx, it's really amazing!"

King Jizo Bodhisattva secretly said in his heart.

Now, he had understood that in his current state, it was impossible for him to take away the Demon King Bo Xun under the nose of Styx.

And he is also a person who can afford to put it down, and understands the truth that he can stay in the green mountains and not worry about running out of firewood.

"Old ghost of the River Styx, although this seat was defeated by you today, you have remembered to me that one day, your entire Asura clan, including your River Styx, will become the most loyal Buddha son of my Western Heavenly Spirit Mountain. That will be the best destination for you! ”

Before the words fell, the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth immediately waved his hand, took the ghost mother who had been transformed by him, and turned into a rainbow and left.

"Jizo bald donkey, don't want to take away the ghost mother!"

At this moment, the three demon generals broke free from the suppression of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, rushed out of the netherworld blood sea, and turned around to chase after them.

The Styx Sect Ancestor shook his sleeves and shouted softly, "Stop, let him go." ”

"But, Godfather, he captured the ghost mother......"

Indra frowned.

The Styx Sect Ancestor waved his hand and sighed lightly: "Rahu's rebirth, the matter of the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice is the most important thing now. Although this Jizo was punished here, his strength has greatly increased, which is enough to show that Buddhism still attaches great importance to him. If we persecute it too much or even kill it, with the style of the Western Heavenly Buddha Gate, we will inevitably attack our clan. When the time comes, it will give the Outer Demon Clan an opportunity to take advantage of. ”

"Besides, the Ghost Mother's sanity has been completely suppressed by the Dharma, just like the walking dead, even if it is saved, it will be a hot potato in our hands, and we still need to send someone to take care of it. At this juncture, there is no need to do such a stretched thing. ”

The Styx Sect Ancestor's thoughts have always been very clear.

It's just that the three demon generals are still puzzled,

"Sect Ancestor, could it be said that you just gave up the ghost mother and gave it to the bandits of the Western Heavenly Buddha Gate?"

Vishnu was puzzled.

"My people from the Styx, the Western Heaven Buddha Gate is also worthy of moving? It's just that let the ghost mother stay under Jizo for a while. Moreover, although this seat cannot unravel the Dharma suppression of the ghost mother, some people can. As long as that person arrives and rescues the ghost mother, she can return to normal and return to our clan. ”

The Styx Sect Ancestor said in a deep voice.

"However, Patriarch, if the Jizo King Bodhisattva can come here to make trouble once, he will inevitably make trouble a second time. Besides, he suffered a loss at your hands this time, and he will definitely be wary next time. With his combat power, even if he is as strong as the Demon King, he is not his opponent. Wouldn't letting him go now would be the same as letting the tiger go back to the mountain? ”

Rutoro, one of the four demon generals, wondered.

Hearing this, the Styx Sect Ancestor turned around and waved his hand,

"The bald donkey in the ground has been shattered by me, although it is not fatal, but it can't be used again for a while."

"He's not something you should be worried about, but Bo Xun, who was so careless that he almost fell into the hands of the bald donkey. You will take him back to the 'Shura Temple' so that he can be healed. ”

"Now, it is the time for our clan to employ people, and Bo Xun, as the demon king, must not make any mistakes."

Before the words fell, the Styx Sect Ancestor turned into countless blood shadows and disappeared into the sea of blood.

The Netherworld Blood Sea has regained its calm again.

Although the three demon generals were still a little puzzled in their hearts, they didn't want to ask too much when they saw that the Styx Sect Ancestor was so confident.

At the moment when the Styx Sect Ancestor left, in the corner of the Netherworld Blood Sea, a blood shadow appeared,

"The matter of the Demon Ancestor Rahu has not yet been resolved, and the Western Heaven Buddha Sect covets our clan again, and in the name of distribution, it hides people's eyes and ears, and sends Jizo to hunt in my Netherworld Blood Sea. The wicked have their own wicked grinding, and the only way to deal with this group of bald donkeys in the West Tianling Mountain is to ask him for help. ”

"After all, if you don't let him come to help this seat a few more times, won't you let him take the treasure of this seat in vain."

Between the words, the bloody shadow turned into a bloody light and broke through the air.

It's as if it never happened.

……

Jinghe Dragon Palace, inside the Dragon King Palace.

Jiang Chen's expression was solemn, and he held the magic weapon as the protector of Ao Ling and Su Yunxi.

In three days, the merit refining was nearing the end, and the aura of the two of them was unprecedentedly strong. Ao Ling has already stepped into the ranks of half-step quasi-saints.

As for Su Yunxi, the starting point of the beginning was lower than that of Ao Ling, although it was nearing the end, there was still a slight gap between the half-step quasi-saint.

"Could it be that 600,000 merits are not enough to cultivate Su Yunxi into a half-step quasi-saint?"

"In this way, there is only a half-step quasi-saint of Ao Ling, and sometimes he is somewhat too busy......

Jiang Chen muttered quietly.

But before his words fell, the momentum above Su Yunxi's body rose, and the power in her body was undergoing an earth-shattering fusion and sublimation.

Kiss!

The shackles are broken, the half-step quasi-saint is a matter of course.

In this situation, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be stunned for a while.