Intercept the second disciple

Chapter 184
Nether Sea of ​​Blood.

Rahu opened his mouth, and there was a law passed on to Styx.

The sea of ​​blood was rippling, Styx sighed softly.

But Styx still bowed his head to worship Rahu.

I would like to use the sea of ​​blood as a sacrifice, worship the demon ancestors, and practice demon skills.

Luo Hu nodded, I would like to take you, Styx, as an apprentice.

Styx Rahu shot together.

So the water in the sea of ​​blood began to be transformed into magic energy.

The sea of ​​blood shrank sharply, and countless Asuras were also transformed into demon energy by Styx.

Asura was originally transformed by blood and water, all of which were created by his Styx.

Styx didn't have much affection for these Asuras, but Styx still left a few Asuras, including the first Asura Bo Xun created by Styx.

The immeasurable sea of ​​blood turned into immeasurable demonic energy, Luohu waved his hand, and the demonic energy covered the sky and the earth, blocking Na Hongjun and the saints.

Then Styx walked into the demonic energy.

Styx was originally part of the blood sea.

Blood Sea Styx is originally one.

If Styx is not dead, the sea of ​​blood will still be there!
But when Styx walked into the demonic energy, the sea of ​​blood naturally withered completely.

The sea of ​​blood withered, and the prehistoric world shook.

Although the sea of ​​blood is the place where the filth of the world gathers, the sea of ​​blood is also an original part of the prehistoric world.

The absence of a sea of ​​blood is like missing a piece from a wooden barrel.

There is a gap in the prehistoric.

The prehistoric aura began to flow into the void from that gap.

Luo Hu laughed loudly and said: "The battle of the Lich, the sky is broken, you Hongjun can let Nuwa mend the sky."

"But now that the sea of ​​blood is gone, what do you, Hongjun, do to fill the gap in the sea of ​​blood?"

The sea of ​​blood is vast and boundless. To fill the gap in the sea of ​​blood, at least a real small world must be opened up.

Moreover, Styx had already been enchanted, even Hongjun couldn't create another sea of ​​blood that was exactly the same.

If it cannot be the same, there will be loopholes.

A little bit of spiritual power flowed into the void where Nuwa repaired the sky, and now it is coupled with the lack of this sea of ​​blood.

The prehistoric spiritual power will only decrease.

"One day, Honghuang will no longer have spiritual power."

"At that time, it can be called... the Dharma-ending era."

"If there is no one in the world who can practice Taoism at the end of the Dharma, what kind of Taoist ancestor can you be?"

"Now that you are in harmony with the Dao of Heaven, I, Luo Hu, think I can't beat you."

"But at the end of the Dharma, there is no hope of cultivating the Tao, so you should seek the devil."

Luo Hu smiled and said, "At that time, I will walk out of the chaos."

"At that time, you and I will not only win or lose, but also life and death."

"At that time, you and I, no matter who wins, will be able to return to integrity."

"The winner in the end shall surpass the Dao."

Looking at Hongjun falling from the sky, Luo Hu said in a low voice, "I don't know if you, Hongjun, are longing for and waiting for that day!"

The immeasurable magic energy broke through the prehistoric boundary wall.

The incarnation of Rahu disappeared into the void with Styx.

After Luo Hu left, Hongjun and the saints worked together to temporarily suppress the missing blood sea space and then dispersed separately.

On Kunlun Mountain, Yuanyuan came to see Lao Tzu.

"The previous big change in Penglai, my senior brother and I couldn't figure out what kind of changes happened in Penglai, but we can be sure that the little python must have had a great fortune."

Lao Tzu said: "He has become a quasi-sage, so it would be inappropriate to call him Little Python."

Yuan Yuan said: "It's not appropriate. I have valued him enough to mention him alone in front of my senior brother, but I still think that my disciple may not be weaker than him."

Yuanyuan said again: "I have explained and calculated for me dozens of times. At the beginning, I calculated that my chances of winning were quite high, but now the machine is getting more and more obscure. I look at the future and feel at a loss!"

Yuanyuan said: "So please brother help me."

Lao Tzu nodded slightly: "I will do what I promised you, but how can I help you?"

Yuan Yuan thought for a while and said, "Please brother help me shield the heavenly secret, I'm afraid I will have to take action if necessary."

Lao Tzu hesitated and said, "I can personally help you three times."

"Three times is enough!" Yuan Yuan said.

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In the west, by the pool of the Eight Treasures.

Jie Yin said with a smile: "The west is barren, I never thought of surpassing the east in terms of aura from the beginning."

"Our way is to focus on karma and vulgar retribution. Now it is easy to practice the way, but when the spiritual energy decreases in the future, the Buddhist law may surpass that way."

Zhunti also laughed: "Senior brother and I are both weaker than Sanqing, but if one day the Dao fades away, the senior brother may not be weaker than Tongtian when we fight alone in the future."

Jie Yin said with a smile: "As long as you and I can defeat Na Tong Tian together."

Then Zhunti brought the six-winged black mosquito.

This six-winged black mosquito has been in the West for many years, but this black mosquito still does not believe in Buddhism.

It is a congenital black mosquito born of hostility, and Zhunti does not force it to believe in Buddhism.

The gate of Buddhism is wide open, and anyone who can put down the butcher knife can become a Buddha, and the gate of Buddhism can naturally accommodate this mosquito.

"You were created from the sea of ​​blood, and now that the Styx has gone to chaos, you are the only creature in the sea of ​​blood."

"The sea of ​​blood has merits and merits. The sea of ​​blood is not here, but there is still blood and hostility left. If you go to the east and practice on the former site of the sea of ​​blood, it will definitely be beneficial to you."

The black mosquito was overjoyed.

It was attracted to the West by Zhunti's blood, but after arriving in the West, how could Zhunti suck blood for it again.

Not to mention the saint's blood, the mosquitoes can't even suck the normal blood.

Now I am overjoyed to be able to go to the East Mosquito.

It's a pity that there is still a prohibition on the soul, otherwise it would be even better!
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In Zixiao Palace.

Zixiao, the incarnation of Shenlei, came to see Hongjun.

"Ancestor Dao, I am in charge of Tianlei, and I should be the most righteous."

Zixiao said seriously: "The last time Yuanyuan slayed the dragon in the great river, I wanted to bring disaster, but no thunder fell. This time there must be a treasure born in Penglai, and when a treasure is born, there should be disaster."

"But there's nothing I can do about the Heavenly Protection!"

"Ancestor Dao, the robbery should be done to the public, but it's hard to say justice!"

"Since it's unfair, why should there be robbery!"

Zi Xiao was puzzled.

Zixiao is the incarnation of the god thunder, and the god thunder should be innocent, but now Zixiao begins to doubt his own existence.

Since she can't be fair, what's the point of her holding Thunder Tribulation.

Hongjun glanced at Zixiao and said: "Just wait a little longer, when the Heavenly Court is prosperous, I will let you take charge of that day, and you can be fair."

Can it really be like this then?Is there really absolute justice in the world?
Zi Xiao didn't know, but Zi Xiao had no choice but to leave.

After Zixiao left, Hongjun smiled and said, "The divine thunder that I enlightened has started to question me. This is the backlash of your heavenly dao itself!"

"It's just that Pangu is dead, and the prehistoric world has declined, so what can you do to me!"

Hongjun lowered his head and looked at Honghuang.

"I am in control of the general situation, and the prehistoric creatures are all under my control."

"I used to join the Dao, and now I am in charge of the Dao. One day, I, Hongjun, will walk out of the Dao of Heaven."

The way of heaven should be ruthless and selfless.

The way of heaven lasts forever, but it has no human feelings like a stubborn stone.

No one wants to practice until the end just to be a stone, and neither does Hongjun.

Hongjun joins in, just for detachment.

In line with the Tao, and then out of the Tao.

The prehistoric way of heaven is not weaker than the great way.

Hongjun is a teacher of saints, but Hongjun is still a saint.

But when Hongjun walks out of the way of heaven, he will transcend the realm of a saint.

"You, Rahu, are waiting for the time of the end of the Dharma, and I, Hongjun, are actually waiting for that day to come. In the time of the end of the Dharma, the way of heaven is the weakest. At that time, I, Hongjun, will step out of the way of heaven!"

"You're counting on me, why am I, Hongjun, counting on you?"

It's just that Hongjun still feels a little pity.

"It's a pity that you Pangu is dead, otherwise I, Hongjun, will ask you Pangu."

"You Pangu,"

"Do you dare to fight again?"

　Thanks to the book friends for the nightmare, the official is as pale as a chrysanthemum, and Yan Wuxin, from now on, no one owes anyone, it is worth it, lonely as a reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)