The Styx Blood Sea, the windless three-foot blood waves, the Yin and Evil Qi gathered, the depths of the Blood Sea were filled with endless dead air in the depths of the island, in the black palace with a bloody red light, the Styx Ancestor who was sitting quietly took a deep breath, and suddenly the dead and evil qi of the entire Blood Sea was converging towards his body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It didn't take long for the Styx Ancestor to swallow frantically like a black hole, and it didn't take long for him to swallow up the dead and vicious aura of the entire sea of blood. Immediately after, two sword rays, one red and one black, shot out from the palace, shaking the sea of blood.

"Haha.." In the heartfelt laughter, the Styx Ancestor who turned into a dark red streamer rose to the sky, stepped on the fire red lotus of karma, and carried the two divine swords of Ah Bi Yuan Tu, the momentum was monstrous, causing the waves of the sea of blood to surge, and the countless people of the Asura clan above the sea of blood were all crazy and blazing towards it and respectfully prostrate and shouted, 'Old Ancestor is powerful, Old Ancestor Holy Life is boundless.' ’

After a while, the Styx Ancestor, whose laughter had subsided, glanced at the Asura tribesmen, and suddenly raised his head, and two blood rays burst out from his eyes, and his deep voice carried an unconcealable murderous aura: "Children, wait and wait in the sea of blood, when the Ancestor I go to kill the kid who dares to provoke my Asura clan, and then come back to celebrate with you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Styx Ancestor waved his hand with a sharp sword light that tore through the space, and the Styx Ancestor who took a step stepped directly into the spatial crack of the black hole.

In the next moment, with a bloody aura, the Styx Ancestor who had already come to the desolate void swept towards the Three Realms of the Desolation with a surging mind and the divine consciousness containing the power of the saint swept towards the Three Realms of the Desolation like a tidal wave.

Airplanes.. The invisible fluctuations enveloped the Three Realms almost instantly, causing all the saints in the Three Realms to release their divine senses to investigate, and Bodhi was the first to open his mouth and ask, "Styx, why are you so angry?"

"Hmph, Bodhi, it has nothing to do with you. Your Buddhist sect Jizo King covets my sea of blood, and I am an Asura Celestial Dragon Eight Tribes, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet! Don't talk about it again, otherwise I will go to your Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and talk to you, "The Styx Ancestor spoke with a bad breath.

Bodhi smiled noncommittally and replied indifferently, "Okay, at that time, I will ask my brother, Rulai, and Wukong to greet the Styx River friends together." I hope Brother Styx doesn't just talk, don't come back!"

"You.. Hmph, I'm too lazy to have a verbal dispute with you," the Styx Ancestor, who had been stunned for a while, snorted coldly, and went directly to the destination of this trip, Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuangguan.

However, in the blink of an eye, the Styx Ancestor came to the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain, and a majestic and terrifying bloody death aura swept towards the entire Wanshou Mountain below, forming a large dark red blood cloud that enveloped the Wuzhuang Temple, and at the same time, a cold cry came down: "Stinky boy, let me come out to die!"

"Styx Daoist, suddenly come to my Wanshou Mountain, I don't know what happened? Could it be that Zhen Yuan is not offended?" Zhen Yuanzi's slightly dissatisfied voice immediately came from the Wuzhuang Temple.

The Styx Ancestor shouted in a deep voice: "Don't be long-winded, Zhen Yuanzi, it has nothing to do with you, don't mix it up." ”

"Styx, this is the dojo of my town Motoko. How can you say that you have nothing to do with me when you come here with such fanfare? Since you have nothing to do with me, you should not come to me. I don't care if you have any conflicts with Minglian, if there is anything you can wait for him to leave Wanshou Mountain to solve it, I will never say anything," Zhen Yuanzi also said with some annoyance.

When the Styx Ancestor heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "When he leaves Wanshou Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi, you don't play tricks for me, if he stays with you all the time, I can only wait slowly, right?" I warn you, you are not qualified to threaten me now." Either let him come out and die, or I, Styx, will destroy your longevity mountain. ”

Under the ginseng fruit tree in the backyard of Wuzhuang Guan, Zhen Yuanzi, who was not very good-looking, wanted to speak again, and Minglian, who frowned slightly and also looked a little unhappy, couldn't help but say: "Brother Zhenyuan Dao, don't talk to him, I'll go out now, I can't involve you Brother Zhenyuan Dao because of this." ”

"Minglian, what are you talking about? Since I, Zhenyuan, treat you as a friend, there is no reason to push my friend out in the face of threats. Stay with me, and I'll see if he dares to destroy my longevity. He has become a saint in the River Styx, even if the means are good, the power is monstrous, and my Zhen Yuanzi is not necessarily afraid," Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, and the ginseng fruit tree behind him also became dazzling, and the whole ginseng fruit tree quickly became thicker and larger, like a canopy supporting half of the sky and covering the entire Wanshou Mountain, and the terrifying power spread, making the space tremble and distort, and the momentum was not much worse than the Styx.

Feeling this terrifying power that spread from Wanshou Mountain, several saints in the flood couldn't help but be a little moved and surprised, and those quasi-saint powers were even more shocked in their hearts, never expecting that Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit tree had such power, the real strength of this Zhen Yuan Great Immortal was very terrifying! Sure enough, there is no easy person who has risen from ancient times.

Above the Nine Heavens, looking at the canopy-like towering giant tree, feeling the surging and terrifying power of the breath of life, the Styx Ancestor couldn't help but frown, and his face was slightly embarrassed: "Zhen Yuanzi, since you insist on this, then don't blame me for being ruthless." Before you are sanctified, do you think that with this small ginseng fruit tree, you can fight against me?"

"Death withers!" the Styx Ancestor, who snorted coldly, swept towards the ginseng fruit tree with a thick dead aura.

Snort.. The moment the rich death qi of the terrifying death power and the surging life breath of the ginseng fruit tree touched, life and death were extinguished, and each other's energy power was quickly consumed. Soon, the ginseng fruit tree, which had consumed a lot of life breath, began to wither with its trembling branches and leaves glowing with a rich green light.

"Hmph!" Seeing that the ginseng fruit tree's rich life breath was surging, and it was barely able to block the invasion of the death qi under his control, the Styx Ancestor, who disdained to snort coldly, directly pulled out the Ah Nose Divine Sword of the two divine swords on his back, and a gray sword light containing the power of death tore through the space and slashed towards the ginseng fruit tree.

Laugh at.. In the crisp friction-like sound, the death sword light of the Ah Nose Divine Sword was slightly difficult, but it was still slowly tearing the towering giant tree-like ginseng fruit tree in half.

In Wuzhuang Guan, under the ginseng fruit tree, seeing that Zhen Yuanzi's face was slightly pale and his face was oozing like a cold sweat, Minglian, whose complexion had changed, couldn't help but hurriedly waved his hand and the mana containing surging life, light, water, and earth, heaven and Dao power into Zhen Yuanzi's body, and at the same time hurriedly shouted: "Brother Zhenyuan Dao, if you really can't bear it, forget it! Don't damage the origin for me, your friendship Minglian is grateful, don't fight anymore." ”

"No, I regret that I didn't protect Hongyun in the first place, I don't want to regret it a second time," Zhen Yuanzi said with a scorching gaze, and with a low roar, he urged the ginseng fruit tree to resist the terrifying death sword light. Finally, the fierce death sword light dissipated as it slashed the ginseng fruit tree by twenty-thirds of its power.

Listening to Zhen Yuanzi's words, Ming Lian, who looked moved, couldn't help but grit her teeth and suddenly became extremely violent, and at the same time, an illusory Yuan Shen phantom appeared behind it, and the Yuan Shen was also dazzling, as if it was burning, a terrible will penetrated the heavens and the earth, the water attribute and earth attribute energy on the earth converged, and the light energy in the void came, slowly melting and tearing apart the blood cloud in the sky and sprinkled on the ginseng fruit tree.

"No.." Seeing the dazzling Minglian's smiling figure slowly dissipate like a blur, Zhen Yuanzi, who was glaring at Zhen Yuanzi who roared in pain, was also full of breath that instantly became disordered and violent, two tears spilled from the corners of his eyes, and the surging mana was all entered into the ginseng fruit tree, and even his body was fused with the ginseng fruit tree like a void.

Airplanes.. The ginseng fruit tree, whose breath of life suddenly skyrocketed, emitted a dazzling light under the shroud of the three surging energies of water, earth, and light, and an invisible terrifying power quietly awakened, and in an instant, it affected the entire Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation, which was the power of the saint. Obviously, another saint was born, and he was Zhenyuan Daxian, the ancestor of the earth immortals.

"What?" Feeling that power, the Styx Ancestor who bore the brunt of it immediately stared at it and subconsciously exclaimed, staring at the dazzling ginseng fruit tree with a look of disbelief on his face: "Saint.. Sage?

The next moment, before the Styx Ancestor could react, the dazzling ginseng fruit tree quickly shrank and turned into nothingness, and then a figure appeared in the void, it was the January White Dao robe, three strands of long hair, holding a whisk of dust, stepping on the earth's fetal membrane, and the mighty Zhen Yuanzi.