1179 bloodline inheritance

Within the Ninefold Netherworld, the central sea of blood.

In the boundless sea of blood, the bright red blood kept tumbling and bulging, expanding outward inch by inch.

At this moment, near the shore, a man and a NV are standing on a mountain peak, all looking at the changes in front of them.

"-- It's recovering so fast!"

Among the two, the one who is in the Dao is Jiuhua. At this moment, he sighed: "I remember two years ago, it was still a heavy blow to the vitality and almost fell." It's only been a short time, and it's been back to this point—"

"It's just that in the last ten days, for some reason, the sudden growth rate has just increased!"

Houtu shook and waved his hand, and a holy and clear light descended from the sky, penetrating the depths of the sea of blood.

Everywhere it shines, there is an immediate sound of zez. Countless blood and water were purified one after another, turning into light smoke and rising.

However, when this beam of holy and clear light approached the origin of this sea of blood, it was blocked by a layer of thick blood, and it was difficult to make any progress.

And the expansion of the sea of blood is still not ending.

Countless Shura, rolling in the blood water, looked at the top of the mountain with incomparably hatred.

Seeing this, Jiuhua couldn't help but gasp: "Sure enough, something is wrong! At such a speed, I am afraid that it can be completely restored without daylight." For my prefecture, it is a blessing rather than a curse. I don't know if there's anything you can do to stop it?"

"Block?"

Houtu laughed at himself: "The sea of blood is a natural thing, and it naturally makes sense to exist, even if this palace is truly holy, it is difficult to erase its existence." As long as there is still the power of filth and resentment in the world, and there are still evil thoughts in people's hearts, they will never be exhausted. Unless it is borrowed to purify the mixed yuan golden bucket, it can only be blocked for a while, and there is no need for this. But this palace didn't see it, this Styx Ancestor, woke up before the killing-"

When Jiuhua heard this, he immediately fell into deep thought. After a while, he smiled again: "I see, I already understand the meaning of Niangniang! From today onwards, my deity will stay here to suppress this netherworld blood sea." Although I can't help the River Styx, I am also confident that the day when I can restore it will be delayed for 3,000 years! If my mother had not been sanctified, I am afraid that after I took refuge in the Western Sect, I would still have to fight against this river Styx-"

Halfway through the words, I saw that the soil was still worried, and I couldn't help but be surprised: "Why is Niangniang like this?

Houtu looked stunned, and after a while, his heart woke up slightly, and his willow eyebrows frowned lightly: "This sea of blood is suppressed by you, and this palace is very relieved." He is anxious about other things. In recent days, I always feel restless and uneasy. I always feel that there is something wrong with my brother-in-law. ”

Jiuhua raised his eyebrows, and then said disapprerovingly: "An Tianxuan Holy Emperor is a genius in the sky, and he has tens of millions of soldiers and armor to help. Even if we Chaos Golden Immortals want to get rid of it, it will take some effort. Unless a few saints make a move, who can help him?

Hou Tu's tense expression eased slightly. Knowing that what Jiuhua said is correct, it is right. But in my heart, there is still a little uneasiness, lingering.

Jiuhua also stopped talking, and directly closed his eyes and frowned. The mana around the body is drumming, gradually becoming stronger, and it is impressively angry.

In just a moment, the space above the sea of blood was forcibly torn apart by a powerful mana.

The same Daoist stepped out of the air, holding a silver-white giant tripod in his hand, sitting on top of the sea of blood.

A ** silver light overflowed, enveloping the entire three billion miles of blood sea.

The expansion of the sea of blood was immediately suffocated.

Houtu Su stood up to observe the Fa, and when he saw this at this moment, he couldn't help but bow his head and smile slightly.

This kind of means is worthy of the battle of the Deer Plain, which frightened many witch gods and shocked the chaotic golden immortals of the wilderness.

Then the next moment, I saw a golden light, swooping down here. Above that tiger face, it was full of anxiety.

"Listen?"

Hou Tu's heart sank slightly, and his hand reached out and grabbed the void violently. The Diting Divine Beast, which was more than a million miles away, arrived in front of it in just an instant.

Na Di Ting also immediately shrank into three inches, like a Xiao dog. Flew to Houtu's shoulder and whispered a few times in her ear.

The next moment, not only the surface of the back soil was as pale as paper. Even the incarnation of the Jiuhua Sanren next to him also changed drastically. After only contemplating slightly, he said categorically: "Niangniang is going by herself! This Netherworld Blood Sea has been suppressed by me, and it will definitely not allow the Styx Ancestor to take advantage of it——"

Houtu did not hesitate and soared. As soon as the direct mana was displayed, it had already forcibly opened up a space-time passage and went straight to the north.

Zheng Yu escaped inside, but suddenly felt that the spirit of time and space in it was forcibly interfered with by another equally vast and boundless mana. A twist and turn, lasting only a moment, then disintegrating.

"Wa Huang!"

Hou Tuliu raised his eyebrows coldly, and he had already recognized the person in an instant. Looking up, I saw an NV with the same luxurious temperament, who was slowly descending from the ninefold netherworld.

His expression was calm, and the smile in his eyes was like nothing, and he looked down: "Senior sister Houtu is in such a hurry, what are you going to do? We saints, we really can't get too involved in those mundane things, especially the monks' contention—"

Before the words fell, a wave of killing intent that had almost condensed into substance had already spread, filling this ninth-layer netherworld.

After turning it slightly, he took the book in his hand. Within his eyes, there was endless cold: "NVWA, you dare to stop me, believe it or not, I will make your brother Xihuang fall today!"

The dignified NV in the sky above was extremely confident, but when he heard the words, he couldn't help but change his face, extremely pale, and his eyes were full of anger.

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Almost at the same time, within the Heavenly Heaven of the Mystic Law. Haotian, dressed in golden armor, was standing next to a round pit with a prescription of 100 feet.

--It looks like a well, and it is full of pure and clear water, and it is full of spiritual power. However, above the surface of the water, it was not crystal clear, but a phantom of clouds and clouds, covering it.

At that time, Emperor Jun established a total of ninety-nine Guanshi Wells in the Mystic Law Daluo Heaven to supervise the lower realm.

And at this moment, the mouth in front of Haotian is one of them. The images inside are all the images and movements of the north of the Nanzhan Continent and the hundreds of millions of miles around the Beiyun Country.

"-I think it's already here!, but at the moment, I don't know where this son is-"

Carefully looked at the image of the curled up true dragon in the sky above the Northern Cloud Country. Haotian's expression was faint, but there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes: "This person's illusion is really as you say, it is very clever." It's a pity that this Emperor Qi Zilong is the most sensitive to the prosperity and decline of the relationship. Still missing—"

Beside Haotian, Jiutian Xuan's white clothes fluttered, and his clothes fluttered. is also focused, carefully observing the image in the well, all the changes, the slightest, are all reflected in the soul of the primordial soul.

After a while, he gave up: "I can't find it." This emperor is indeed a great emperor! As soon as the rain melts and the clouds turn into true qi, he is already a master. The art of condensing the truth of the illusory moon was actually cultivated to the point of near-consummation. These two are supernatural**, although they do not conflict. It's so difficult, but it's unimaginable!"

With a sigh, Jiutian Xuan NV immediately frowned slightly: "This son is acting clearly, I'm afraid it's not easy to be so fooled-"

It depends on whether this son is really as affectionate and righteous as rumored. If it seems to me that the Son has found this place, the things of today are half done—"

Haotian immediately followed up and laughed again: "Even if today's thing doesn't work out, so what? As far as my Heavenly Court is concerned, no matter what the result is, there is no loss." If this son is willing to enter the hub, it is naturally the best. If not, I don't need to worry about this Yuanming anymore!"

Jiutian Xuan smiled without saying a word, and on Haotian's face, there was also a bit of condensation at this moment: "All in all, you and I are just watching that demon master's means! This son's chance to escape is not one in a hundred, even if he is a saint of the Houtu, it is difficult to save him! It's a pity that he can't take revenge on that palm for Xuan NV with his own hands——"

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Within the Heavenly Providence Mansion, the violent spiritual power wave in Yue Yu's body lasted for a few moments, and then gradually stopped.

Yue Yu's mind was immersed in the comfort of breaking through that realm, and he was almost lost.

After a moment, he suddenly woke up. This time, it was not because he was determined and struggled out, but because he was attracted by external forces.

Looking inside the body again, Yue Yu's mouth couldn't help but let out a surprise again.

I felt that in the heart, the dozen or so drops of ancestral dragon Jing blood were also stimulated by the five-se divine light that had broken through to the eighteenth level, and they also began to split and grow.

Under the infiltration of Yue Yu's five elements mana, one was divided into two, and two was divided into four. It turned hundreds of drops of natal blood in Yue Yu's heart into golden seze.

And at that time, when the number had just exceeded three hundred and sixty-five, the number of the Great Zhou Days. There was a sudden explosion in my head, and I felt that countless runes and countless messages suddenly appeared in my mind.

This time it was different from before, after taking the Ancestral Dragon Heavenly Pill. These mystical runes, these great avenues, are almost completely understood the moment they enter the mind.

"It's the ancestral dragon inheritance!"

Yue Yu only felt a drowsiness. The consciousness was also almost completely crushed by this huge inheritance memory.

A burst of enlightenment also rose in his brain, knowing that he had the bloodline of the dragon clan, and at this moment he had been completely recognized by the ancestral dragon, and all the inheritances and mysteries of the dragon clan had been unsealed against him.

This momentary peculiar state also made it easy for him to understand these mystical and incomprehensible laws of the Great Dao in the inheritance memory