People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 979 A sword cleaves the west, Lü Yue strides in.
Lu Yue's eyes flickered, and he understood. Styx had seen the strangeness of the Blood Sea and wanted to do the same as him, to use the fragments of the Great Dao within the remnant soul of the Chaos Demon God.

I aspire to break through my cultivation level, just like the Mosquito Taoist!

He nodded and did not refuse.

"Can!"

but!

There was something he didn't say: the Styx wanted to use the Chaos Gods to cultivate, but it would be almost impossible to break through without billions of years, since they had already been completely plundered by him.

There were no extra fragments of the Great Dao left for him.

Mosquito Taoist heard this.

His expression hardened, and they faced off across the distance; the pressure from Lü Yue was immense.

They easily suppressed the Chaos God.

But he simply couldn't do it.

"Fellow Daoist Mosquito, what do you think?"

Styx's cultivation is currently inferior to Mosquito Daoist's. In terms of potential, Mosquito Daoist's true form is nothing more than a mosquito parasitizing rotting flesh in a sea of ​​blood, completely unlike Styx, who is a born god or demon.

This is why the Styx River is the lord of the Blood Sea.

However, because of the difference between Mosquito Taoist and the other person, the moment Styx stepped into the Sea of ​​Blood, Lü Yue sensed that this world welcomed Styx, and Mosquito Taoist was more like a servant boy who served tea and water.

For now, let's guard the Styx.

Now the situation has reversed. Styx's cultivation is not as good as Mosquito Daoist's. If he leaves, Mosquito Daoist will inevitably have murderous intent. This is why Styx sent him a telepathic message.

He was not confident in suppressing the Mosquito Taoist.

"Can!"

The person asking the question revealed a smile that was more like a grimace.

The shock he felt from the fallen demon god had not yet subsided, and he was also afraid that Lü Yue would take him away in one fell swoop, so he simply granted Styx Daoist's wish.

"good."

Lü Yue took a step forward.

Having traversed countless layers of space and left the Nine Nether Blood Sea, Daoist Styx sat atop a twelfth-grade karmic fire lotus, staring blankly at Daoist Mosquito.

There are too many things he can't understand.

“Fellow Daoist Mosquito, I cultivate in the Sea of ​​Blood, and I hope you will not harbor any greedy thoughts.”

"Don't dare."

After Mosquito Taoist finished speaking, he transformed into a cloud of blood-red mist, emitting a buzzing sound, and disappeared into the sea of ​​blood.

The Styx Daoist, guided by his inner thoughts, ventured deep into the Blood Sea and arrived at a separate minor world, which was his previous Daoist temple.

One day.

On the western land.

Suddenly, billowing smoke rose into the air.

A gigantic demonic sword rose from the ground, cleaving the western land in two. The ancestral phoenix, who was comprehending the Great Dao, was instantly awakened.

The dark brown demonic energy surged directly from the ground.

It transformed into an ice-blue phoenix, soaring through the void.

Looking at the devastated western land.

Cut the immortal volcano in half, centering on it.

This instantly made him extremely angry.

"Luo Hou, how dare you?"

"My husband has not yet returned from the sea of ​​blood, and you have already caused the West to fall into complete ruin. Do you know what consequences your actions will have?"

Zu Feng's icy gaze locked onto Luo Hou.

The devil's flames are raging.

The burning black fire spread outwards from him, while at the same time, the earth's veins were also gripped in his palm, like an earthworm unable to break free of his shackles.

Hehehe!

Luo Hou smiled coldly.

"I am also a Primordial Golden Immortal, no less than Lü Yue. This Western Land originally belonged to me; you are merely cuckoos occupying its nest."

Today it is fitting for them to return to my embrace.

Luo Hou grabbed the dragon vein and stuffed it into his mouth. His stomach was like a bottomless pit, completely digesting the earth vein.

The spiritual energy in the West is rapidly diminishing.

It felt like stepping back into the age of magic.

Zu Feng's heart was breaking. The western lands, which bore witness to their avian race and countless clans, had been devoured by Luo Hou. A thousand miles of scorched earth remained.

Ten thousand miles of sand and gravel.

The western lands are no longer suitable for life.

This Rahu has gone mad. Doesn't he fear the punishment of Heaven?
When Lü Yue passed through layers of space and stood in the void, he frowned, looked at the scene before him, and revealed an ugly expression.

The vastness of the primordial world.

But not an inch of land is useless.

While all the gods and demons were carving out their own territories and gathering the fortunes of all living beings, Rahu did the opposite, as if he wanted to completely destroy this world.

And the western lands.

That was his stronghold.

Wouldn't that make him homeless?

"Luo Hou, I heard you've been looking for me." Lü Yue took a step forward, and in a flash of lightning, he appeared behind Luo Hou and punched him in the dantian.

The dragon vein that he swallowed into his belly.

Let out a roar.

It flew directly out of Rahu's mouth, crashed into the Undying Volcano, and burrowed inside, completely merging with the remaining water dragon vein.

A surge of life emerged from the immortal volcano.

The greenery is serene.

Lu Yue sighed. In the end, half of the area was completely reduced to scorched earth, with no living beings left.

Talk about it.

Blame him too.

Before he set foot in the Blood Sea, he was afraid that his strength was insufficient to shake the many chaotic demons of the Nine Nether Blood Sea. He also did not expect that in countless eras...

Their cultivation level was only at the level of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

This led to his miscalculation.

Before leaving, he took with him the ancestral spirit transformed from the pure willow branches, to protect him.

otherwise!

With the deterrent power of ancestral spirits.

How dare Luo Hou cleave the western land in two with a single sword strike?

He occupied a barren land by himself.

Meanwhile, the bird lineage represented by Lü Yue and Zu Feng occupies the other half of the land.

Luo Hou coughed up blood, staring at Lü Yue in disbelief. He had only heard Lü Yue's voice but had not seen him. Lü Yue's speed was too fast.

He didn't even see it clearly.

You must know that he is a Primordial Golden Immortal, the pinnacle of this world. His only true target is Hongjun, and the two have been locked in a love-hate relationship for countless epochs.

Neither side could determine a winner.

"Lü Yue! You're too late."

Luo Hou gave a bleak smile, and a monstrous demonic light erupted from his body. As a strange domain enveloped him, Lü Yue's figure flashed.

Leave where you are.

Looking in astonishment at the pitch-black domain, which resembled a traditional Chinese ink painting, completely rendering half of the land in ink, Luo Hou transformed into a pure white-clad youth.

Holding a traditional Chinese ink brush to paint.

On the earth, he freely wielded his brush and ink.

He laughed and said, "Lu Yue, this is the demonic path that I have comprehended. I wonder if you dare to enter it?"

Lü Yue smiled calmly.

"Why not."

Lu Yue strolled across the ink-wash landscape. The water beneath his feet was black, like the color of scorched earth, and beneath it, countless wronged souls howled.

Step out.

Black mud covered the soles of my feet.

"sea of ​​bitterness."

Lu Yue's eyes flashed, and he instantly understood the true meaning. After all, Luo Hou was the second demon god to step into the Land of Bitterness, besides the Dragon Ancestor.

"Good taste."

Luo Hou chuckled. He had indeed brought the Sea of ​​Bitterness into the human world, and it had even become part of his demonic domain. He was just one step away from becoming the Sea of ​​Bitterness itself.

(End of this chapter)