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Wild world.

Since the opening up of the prehistoric times, the Great God Pangu fell, and transformed all things with his body. The clean air rose to become the sky, and the turbid air sank to form the earth.

However, by chance, there was the last trace of filthy spirit between heaven and earth, which neither returned to heaven nor sank to earth, but finally fell into the realm of nine seclusions and turned into a ball.

The essence of this turbid air of the world circulates day and night, absorbing the most turbid and most insidious things in the world.

The stars rotate, day and night alternate, and I don't know hundreds of millions of years, finally forming this bloody sea of ​​unknown billions of miles.

In this sea of ​​blood, there was born a man with great supernatural powers, who called himself Patriarch Styx, and even refined the entire sea of ​​blood, claiming that the sea of ​​blood never dries up, and Styx never dies.

To say that this Styx is really bad luck.

Seeing that Nuwa, who was listening to the Taoism in Zixiao Palace, made a man out of clay and became a saint, he followed suit and created the Asura clan, but he failed.

It was the merits of heaven that created the Asura clan, which allowed Styx to kill the evil corpses smoothly and advance to the mid-stage quasi-sage.

A few days ago, there was an adventure from heaven, and Styx had the opportunity to prove his way.

That's right, the Eight Purities are all sanctified, how can anyone look down on our comrades.

Therefore, before discovering the mutation of Styx through the changes of heavenly secrets, Hongjun immediately started to investigate the black hands behind it.

With the development of the Internet, all kinds of brain-hole novels emerge one after another, and the wild stories are even more badly written.

A faint voice came from the Taoist temple, and passed into the ears of the eight saints of the Dao of Heaven in the wild and small land.

"Dare to ask the teacher, what is the identity of the other party, does not have any strength, is it alone or without a gang?"

Whether it was Xu or Xu, Hongjun told the saints of heaven and earth the news he had found.

Seeing such a situation, many people were shaken. Ran Deng secretly betrayed the camp, did not follow suit, and joined Yuqing's original door.

Traveling through the prehistoric world in various ways, some of them traveled to the open sky, became brothers with Pangu, and collected all the little male gods in the prehistoric world.

"That guy is definitely not a time traveler, and he also knows what my golden finger is? If he hit me or beat me, the deity must grab it!"

"As for whether there are other friends around him, I have never found out, there is a small probability that there is."

If I had known that, I would have also entered the Taiqing Gate, saying that I must have stepped into the realm of quasi-sage minor consummation by now.

"Puff. Poof. Poof."

If it wasn't for the rising of liches and the endless calamity aura pervading the heaven and earth, Min Xin'an would give condolences to the Styx, and let me know why flowers are so red.

In the chaos, the old ancestral palace.

Hongjun shook the whisk in his hand, and said with an expression on his face.

The avatar of the perfect world was captured by Anlan, the Immortal King of the Foreign Land. Later, when he went to the upper realm to look for Emperor Huangtian, he was killed by the other party with a single thought.

There are still some clones, before seizing the house, it attracted the attention of heaven and earth, and the former was regarded as the heavenly demon in the domain, which caused the siege of the whole world, and the former was killed first.

The Taoist temple that has been fierce for hundreds of millions of years suddenly opened its door.

Looking back now, Styx guessed that the reason why Li Changsheng did not have such an ordinary achievement, if he had the golden finger that is necessary for a traverser!
Recalling the experience with Li Changsheng, Minghe Zixiao was greedy because of his heart, and looked up at the sky, as if he saw Li Changsheng at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

"what"

Thinking of that, Styx gritted his teeth even more.

Inadvertently, I looked through the memories before the true spirit reincarnated on the earth, and suddenly found something that was right.

I hate!

At that time, the death of none of the eight clones caught Styx Zixiao's attention.

The icing on the cake is always better than giving charcoal in the snow!

I hate why I let myself get the "God-level Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation" system earlier, otherwise, I, Li Changsheng, would have nothing to do!
That kind of behavior is really despicable and worthy of attention.

Very slowly, we each left the dojo and came to sit in the old ancestral palace.

After pondering for a while, Minghe Minxin also didn't think of any solution, so he had to give up.

"Li Changsheng is a time traveler?"

Looking at the death process of the eight clones recorded at the front desk of the system, Styx Zixiao couldn't help thinking.

I swear, before I prove the Dao, I must snatch Li Changsheng's golden finger!
In one case, the eight avatars all died one after another, but Styx Zixiao discovered that the deaths of those avatars were extremely strange.

"Could it be that Min Xin'an and Emperor Huangtian are also traversers? Not yet, who is this mysterious weak man?"

As a junior brother, the Taiqing sage did his part to stand up and asked.

Ouyang Ke's avatar is much weaker than Qijue, but he is the enemy's listener; An Lan's avatar, whose strength is at the level of a fairy king, is the emperor of the enemy;

Yan Chixia's avatar has taken over Nie Daqian, and has given birth to an heir. She has been punished twice, but she is against a mysterious and weak person.

"Disciple meets teacher!"

The first time I heard Li Changsheng's name was outside Minxin Palace. From the mouths of these listeners, I knew that there was not such a despicable, shameful, and high-class person.

Before crossing to Kaitian, he became the brother of Baqing, worshiped at Hongjun's door, and became a holy person.

"Waiting for you to come to Minxin Palace!"

When the eight saints heard the voice, they all trembled in their hearts, and they dared to be lazy.

Concealing a glance at Styx, Zhou Botong withdrew his gaze, thinking secretly.

Although I was reincarnated on Earth, although I was just a special person, from birth to death, there was nothing worthy of praise.

Of course, before the Eight Purities proclaimed the Dao and became holy, they recruited disciples widely. Did any of them try their luck, but no one was agreed.

Therefore, after thinking about it again, Styx decided to make a high profile, to make troubles in the prehistoric world, to send out all 4000 million blood god son clones, and send them to the heavens and worlds to grab the leading actor and supporting actor.

Among them, not a part of the avatars were lucky enough to be swallowed up by all the worlds.

According to the pissing nature of the Internet, the Taoist Li Changsheng, who has no titles such as Junior Brother Jiejiao, Holy Father of the Human Race, Baguang Taoist, and No. [-] Saint, is a time traveler four out of ten.

When Minghe was talking about Li Changsheng, Zhou Botong seemed not to be aware of it, and looked into the depths of Honghuang Xiaolu.

"Slow or slow, you don't have time, hurry up and play with him!"

"Hold the grass, what happened?"

Is that abnormal?

According to rumors, this person is ruthless, kills everything, steals everything and burns everything. He uses everything he has to the extreme. Once he offends me, will anyone be able to go on the stage without breaking it.

However, a small number of people still maintain a wait-and-see attitude, and have not wavered in their attitude.

Styx Zixiao turned pale from a little fright, and quickly turned on the system to check it.

Seeing such a result, all Min Xin's sons and daughters were dumbfounded.

"Hey, the deity has already sent out all the clones that we don't have, otherwise, we can't send another clone to those eight worlds to see what's going on."

One went to the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, the other went to the world of Legend of the Condor Heroes, and the other came to the perfect world.

Zhou Botong dared to conclude that once he found the exact location of this Chaos Demon God, the other party would receive a weak blow from several saints.

Through layers of obstacles, my eyes saw a sea of ​​blood with rising resentment, and the dojo of the Styx above the bottom of the sea.

All the saints breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words.

Hearing this, Hongjun explained: "After two calamities of training, this person has stepped into the middle stage of Hunyuan Xiaoluo Saint again, and he doesn't have a chaotic spirit treasure called One Passion and Eight Desire Bottles under his command, which is a big surprise!"

It turned out that I later sent out 4000 million blood god son clones and scattered them in the heavens and worlds.

In my eyes, Styx is in the light, and Min Xin'an is in the dark. I know that Styx is not hidden, and there is no conspiracy behind him, but Styx knows it and is still complacent.

"buzz"

But that Li Changsheng was willing to degenerate himself, he was willing to be inferior to the next generation, worshiped in the door of Xia Qing Tongtian, and became the elder generation.

The clone of Condor Shooting was taken away by Ouyang Ke, the nephew of Xidu Ouyang Feng, who was actually his son, who was beaten to death by Gong Tingdao on Peach Blossom Island.

In addition, Hongjun Daozu and six Heavenly Dao sages are suppressing the head, maintaining the order of the prehistoric.

Suddenly, under the low platform, a figure quietly appeared.

"Let him be proud first, when you didn't cry a few days ago, hum!"

The true spirit of Styx was reincarnated on Earth, and knew many secrets, the subsequent development of the Great Desolation, and the existence of the heavens and worlds.

Badness seems to come from the sky, and badness seems to ring in the ears.

Zhou Botong knew that the delay in Styx He's incident was only due to calamities, and he was afraid that he would startle the unknown Chaos Demon God in front of Styx He.

"Please tell me the teacher!"

"In the myths and legends of the earth, is the little brother Jiejiao Shaobao? What the hell is this Li Changsheng?"

Withdrawing his gaze, Zhou Botong put his mind to it, calmed down and dealt with it calmly.

"Hmph, Li Changsheng, let him wait for this deity!"

Zhou Botong saw that Minghe Zixiao's whole spirit was the same.

Retreating into the heavens and worlds, those avatars may turn into mortals, gods, immortals, demons, or demons.
"That's right, I don't have a god-level Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation System in hand, so I will be able to prove the Tao and become a saint sooner or later!"

Then, we bowed together, waiting for Hongjun to give orders.
The doppelganger of A Chinese Ghost Story, was taken away by the old Taoist priest Yan Chixia, but was beheaded and killed by a well-known mysterious weak man.

After looking at it, I suddenly found out.

Without some avatars, if you win the victory, you will be confiscated by the opponent; without some avatars, you will be discovered by a small capable person before you seize it, and then there will be no success.

In front, this Li Changsheng is even more unstoppable.

For other people, Styx envied and hated him, and even gritted his front molars with hatred.

"That guy looks very proud!"

But the other party dared to extend his hand to the prehistoric world, and if he really thought that my Hongjun was made of mud, I would definitely let it go.

Various methods of traversal, various identities, can be said to emerge one after another, and there are all kinds of people.

Well, the previous development slapped everyone in the face.

"Well, get up!"

"Well, this person was originally the highest-ranked demon god of lust among the eight thousand demon gods. He was good at the path of lust. When Pangu opened the sky, he escaped a catastrophe and survived the injury."

Otherwise, with the God-level Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation System in hand, why not take Nanwa, Qiantu, Xuanming, Changxi, Queen Mother of the West, Yaochi, and Chang'e all at once, and let you have children for me?
However, at this time, Styx was cautious and high-profile, and he didn't have too much interaction with the other party. Every time he listened to the sermon, he also made friends with others, and immediately slipped back into the sea of ​​​​blood.

I opened my mouth slowly and said to the saints.

Before that, the eight corpses merged into one, and even stepped into the small perfection of the quasi-sage, becoming the No. 1 among the saints.

Yes, my golden finger was born, but Styx's golden finger is just someone else's bait.

In such a short period of time, hundreds of millions of clones were still alive.

The one who didn't cross over to the human race, became No.1, and led the human race to the top of the heavens.

Kunlun Mountain, Xiaqing Palace.

After all, even Daozu Hongjun and the eight heavenly saints did not act recklessly, but took a wait-and-see attitude for the time being.

Before sending out all the clones, Styx hid above the sea of ​​blood obediently, waiting for the clones to bring me harvest.

Unexpectedly, when Li Changsheng came here, he actually lowered his status and joined the Tongtian Gate of Xiaqing, one of the Eight Qings, and became the laughing stock of the eight thousand comrades in the old ancestral palace for a while.

Although he knew that the death of the eight clones was not strange, but in Styx's eyes, there was nothing he could do.

It is only to teach Nanwa to make people into saints by kneading soil, occupying 1% of the luck of the human race, and becoming the holy father of the human race. It is also this opportunity to successfully cut off your own corpse and become the little underdog in the early stage of the quasi-sage. The patriarch Min Xin'an had eight thousand guests and became the No. [-] quasi-sage.

"Speaking of which, there is nothing wrong with teaching the little brother!!!"

That is absolutely abnormal!

"Forget it, there are very few weak people in the heavens and myriad realms. Even those who have not traversed, reborn, and reincarnated are still looking forward to it. The death of the deity's clone is a matter of course!"

But according to the traditional myths and legends, Styx knew that there was no such person as Li Changsheng in the prehistoric world!

Before worshiping at the Qing Tongtian Gate, Min Xin'an cut off the seven good and evil corpses smoothly, stepped into the middle stage of quasi-sage, and blinded the eyes of all his colleagues.

Seeing Hongjun Daozu appearing, the eight saints bent down and worshiped him.

So, I slowed down even more, without the juniors of the masters charging behind, my big brother slowed down.

But the bad thing is that in this era of advanced technology, even people can't know the things in the sky through the Internet.

If it wasn't for the fact that the changes in the chat group members' world had no causal connection with Styx, Zhou Botong would have thought that no one in the prehistoric world could get the golden finger and the chance to prove the Hunyuan except me.

Did not cross.
The same indifference as before, with a touch of excitement.

He deeply knew that Honghuang was about to enter the end of the calamity, and the two clans of liches were about to fight to the death and die together in the end.

If this Chaos Demon God is still alive, I don't bother to argue with him.

"I have found out the general location of this Chaos Demon God, what do you think?"

Of course, I also know that if the descendants of the Shimen deal with this Chaos Demon God, this Styx will be handed over to me to take care of.

Just as Styx Zixiao was gnashing his teeth, I sensed that my avatars were dying one after another.

Originally, the eldest son of the patriarch with the same family, even if he has no qualifications to prove the Tao, but speaking of it, he can be regarded as the same generation as the saints such as the Baqing.

(End of this chapter)