Chapter 222 Blood Dry

The light of the bright sun covered the entire prehistoric area in an instant.

However, Tai Yi's operation is obviously very serious.

The light that fell from other places in the prehistoric region did not cause any harm other than pure glare.

Only this land without mountains.

Only, this boundless sea of ​​blood!
The sea of ​​blood at this moment, under the radiance of the scorching sun, dried up and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

To be more precise, it was evaporated to dryness!
"Impossible! Impossible! How is it possible!!!"

Feeling the dissipation of the sea of ​​blood, Patriarch Minghe roared angrily as he watched the sea level drop left and right.

As for the celestial beings in Buzhou Mountain, except for Di Jun and Ao Bingling who were not afraid of the scorching sun and could clearly see what was happening in the sea of ​​blood, the rest of the celestial beings all closed their eyes tightly.

They could only hear the roar of Patriarch Styx.

Nothing else to see.

Listening to the voice of Patriarch Styx, they were all thinking about the same question, what happened? !

"East Emperor Taiyi!"

"I'm going to kill you, this sect is going to kill you!!"

"Kill you!!"

"...!"

Patriarch Styx's blood scattered wildly, and the sea of ​​blood was his source of vitality. If the sea of ​​blood dispersed, the source of life would be exhausted, and he would not be far from death.

He was crazy, completely crazy, and the roars continued.

And this sound lasted for about ten breaths.

After ten breaths.

The scorching sun that covered the prehistoric world dissipated in an instant.

In the land without mountains, those celestial beings who were blinded by the scorching sun also opened their eyes one by one at this time, and subconsciously looked at the sea of ​​blood.

I don't know if I don't look at it, I'm scared to pee when I look at it!
As far as the eye can see, there is no such thing as a sea of ​​blood.

Not to mention the surrounding area of ​​Buzhou Mountain, even looking from Buzhou Mountain to the direction of the prehistoric southern border, there is no trace of a sea of ​​blood.

In this heavenly court, Jiantian Xingjun, who was in charge of monitoring the prehistoric world, looked horrified, and quickly called out the Tianjian Mirror.

The sky monitoring mirror, this mirror can see any place in the wild, of course, the premise is that this place is not guarded by powerful forces.

The gigantic sky monitoring mirror, which is hundreds of feet tall, is suspended above the Shentian Square at this moment.

The eyes of all the celestial beings were focused on the sky-monitoring mirror, and they were all stunned when they saw the scene in this territory.

What I saw in the sky monitoring mirror was the scene of the prehistoric and extreme south.

Originally, this was where the Nether Blood Sea was located.

However, there is nothing at this moment, and the sea of ​​blood has completely dried up.

There are only a group of lonely palaces, which are the Nether Palace originally located in the land of the sea of ​​blood.

"Impossible, impossible...! Impossible..."

A voice, full of madness, despair, unwillingness, hatred and anger, resounded in this mountainous world at this time.

The eyes of all the celestial beings are all looking at the bottom of the mountain to the south of Buzhou Mountain.

The ancestor Styx, who was not so powerful before, is already like a dog at this moment, staggering and swaying his body, kneeling on the ground with a 'plop', still repeating this sentence, those three words in his mouth .

'impossible'.

It's just that there is no 'impossible' in this world, only 'can do' and 'can't do'.

If you give Patriarch Styx a chance to do it all over again.

Perhaps, he will not end up like this.

It's a pity that there is never a second time for anything in this world.

'despair'.

With the sound of footsteps, landing.

The ancestor Styx opened his eyes vigorously, with a terrifying and fierce light in his eyes, and stared fiercely ahead.

In front of him, there were already two people standing at this moment.

Taiyi and Ao Bingling.

"Eastern Emperor... Taiyi!"

Patriarch Minghe's eyes were all focused on Taiyi, and the cruelty in his eyes had gathered to the extreme, wishing he could swallow Taiyi alive.

only.

He looked at Taiyi viciously, but Taiyi didn't look at him at all.

There was no murderous intent on Tai Yi at this moment.

The murderous one was Ao Bingling.

Taiyi looked at Ao Bingling's back, and his heart sank slightly.

He could feel the icy killing intent on Ao Bingling's body.

Ao Cang's death was a huge blow to Ao Bingling, but compared to Tai Yi, in a certain way, Ao Cang's death actually promoted the awakening of Ao Bingling's memory.

It can be regarded as the only benefit.

Ao Bingling stood in front of Patriarch Minghe, raising her hand.

In her hand, a icy sword appeared condensed, the blade glowing with icy light.

And the ancestor Minghe who was kneeling on the ground laughed even more wildly when the icy sword light flashed in his eyes.

"Come on, kill... kill me, kill me!"

Bit by bit, Patriarch Minghe got up from the ground, stood up again, his body was staggering, his face was hideous, and he looked like a lunatic, yelling at Ao Bingling .

"My lord..."

These words were just out of my mouth, and I just finished saying the three words 'the leader of this sect'.

It stopped in an instant.

Because of having a sword of ice, it directly passed through the throat of Patriarch Styx.

Blood, rolling down the blade.

Patriarch Minghe looked at Ao Bingling in front of him, his blood-colored eyes widened, and he couldn't stop making 'gulu' and 'gulu' sounds from his throat.

The sword light flashed again.

Ao Bingling's sword was withdrawn from the throat of the ancestor Minghe.

The surging blood splashed.

Patriarch Styx knelt down with a 'bang', opened his mouth, covered the blood on his neck with one hand, and propped himself on the ground with the other, with uncontrollable blood rolling out of his mouth, 'plop', the whole person was completely lying down.

With the sea of ​​blood scattered and exhausted, he no longer has the right to 'immortality'.

Lie on the ground, trembling and twitching all over.

A pair of eyes were wide open, with anger and unwillingness in them, and he looked up vigorously, and it was Ao Bingling's extremely cold eyes that met him.

Hand, trying to lift it up.

But it stopped in mid-air and fell down.

In the end, his eyes froze and he lost his breath.

When the heavens and the earth first opened, the aura of slaughter gathered into a sea of ​​blood, and this sea of ​​blood gave birth to the embryo of this pioneer.

Ever since he was born, he has been imposing.

Calling himself the Patriarch of Styx, he founded the Asura clan, and wanted to prove the Tao and become a saint.

'The sea of ​​blood never dries up, the Styx river never dies', this 'horoscope' spread throughout the prehistoric world, made the prehistoric peoples regard Patriarch Styx as an 'immortal' existence.

And the 'immortal' Patriarch Styx finally waited for his death.

This Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood, the Lord of Asura, the Patriarch Styx who once ruled the prehistoric world.

In this way, perish.

Died by the sword of Ao Bingling, the dragon army's great elder army, the dragon army god.

And at the same time.

In the forest of Buzhou Mountain, there is a six-winged black mosquito crawling forward, with greedy eyes flickering in its eyes, it is staring at the body of the dead blood demon of Patriarch Styx.

(End of this chapter)

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