The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 109 Zhen Yuanzi's Scheme and Revenge

At this time, the entire prehistoric land was in chaos, the monsters in the heavenly court roared ferociously, and the human race screamed endlessly. They hated all the demons in the heavenly court and this sudden catastrophe.

"From then on, our human race and the 33-day demon race are incompatible, roar!" During the escape, a large number of human races died, and those who survived were also suffering. With the grief and anger in their hearts, they endured humiliation and aggrieved, and then The large team went straight to the Nuwa Temple.

There are also human races who keep praying, hoping that Empress Nuwa and Lao Tzu can appear to relieve their sufferings, but gradually, amidst disappointments, fewer and fewer human races pray with pious hearts. Thoroughly disappointed.

"Hahahahaha, what is the so-called leader of the human religion? It's really ridiculous. My human race is in a catastrophe, but your father has turned into a turtle. It's really ridiculous!" Countless warriors were fighting and screaming, their hearts were desperate, and they were filled with grief and hatred. : "And the Holy Mother, did you actually abandon me and the human race? God, what did we human race do wrong?
But it's true, although Empress Nuwa is the mother of my human race, she is also from the demon race, and she was the demon emperor for 33 days. She... chose to be neutral and not help each other, which is justifiable, but, mother Ah, do you know... what kind of disaster your neutrality will bring to our human race? "Suddenly, countless human races were heartbroken.

They have hatred for Laozi and resentment for Nuwa, but would the saint really care about all of this?Can they really feel the mood of hundreds of millions of people?Can't!

In the end, when all the flames of hope in their hearts were extinguished by this ruthless reality, many human races came to their senses. They finally knew that in the face of ferocious monsters and this cruel prehistoric world, the human race wanted to survive and wanted to survive. To rise, the only way to rely on one's own efforts is to strive for self-improvement. Oneself... is the biggest backer?
"Hey! The human race suffered countless deaths and injuries during this catastrophe, but this is also a turning point of fate. After experiencing this catastrophe, the evil spirit spreads all over the sky and envelopes the three realms. The decisive battle between the lich and the demons will immediately erupt. After both losers, the human race will surely rise. Destined to be brilliant in the future!" At this moment, in the Nether Blood Sea, Styx's eyes shone with a strange light.

His face was calm, looking at the disaster of the human race in the divine sense, he did not choose to make a move from the beginning to the end, but the blood glowed all over his body, and the source of the Tao was spreading. The hot blood flowed into the sea of ​​blood through the pull of the dark, forming the meaning of blood and turning it into his enlightenment.

"Buzz..." In the process of enlightenment, Styx's source of blood has already stabilized, and gradually, it is evolving toward perfection, becoming more and more mysterious.

"The source of Dao is the symbol of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Once this source is perfected, it will be transformed into a complete domain. In this domain, all the rules belong to me, Taoist Minghe. The blood is like a rainbow. My Ming The river is the master,...but this road is difficult. This time, even after the catastrophe of the human race and the last lich confrontation in the future, the blood will not be able to transform my enlightenment. Consummation.

Alas, it seems that this time the Lich's calamity and poor way of life can only climb to the peak of half a step of Hunyuan, and it is still one step away from the realm of Hunyuan of Blood Dao!
But it doesn't matter, although the blood path is half a step of Hunyuan, the sealed soul path in the fate stone can already tear off part of the seal. Consummation, after tearing off a small part of the seal, the cultivation base of the soul path is at least the peak of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the early stage.

The difference between the two seems to be exactly one level, hehe, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian's peak soul path in the early stage, coupled with the blood technique, Wu Minghe, is about to meet Hongjun. "

As he said this, Minghe's eyes were deep, as if they were countless times vaster than the starry sky, and the ferocious fighting intent in the depths of his pupils became more and more obvious, gradually monstrous.

And just as Styx was brewing a stronger desire to fight, time slipped away three Jiazi quietly. During these years, more human races died and blood spilled on the earth.

They no longer have devout prayers in their eyes, and no longer expect Nuwa and Lao Tzu to save them. They don't believe in immortals and Buddhas, they are just a human warrior, with their own ferocity and madness shining in their pupils... that is a deep-rooted feeling Enmity, irreconcilable.

"From now on, we, the human race and the demon court, will fight to the death! Roar!" Countless human warriors screamed and tried their best to use all their strength in the battle.

The sound of the boom was overwhelming. This was a large-scale disaster that spread across the eastern land. Under this disaster, the human race did not fall under the tempering of blood and fire, life and death. Like a young lion.

Although not strong enough, he has the pride of the king of beasts and the unyielding belief that he will never give up!Sacrifice is always there, but faith never dies. Countless warriors are born, the earth changes into martial arts, and various magical powers unfold, making martial arts bloom brilliantly in the prehistoric land.

"Hmm! This little human race has only been born for so many years, yet it can actually create such a strange martial arts practice, and it has produced so many strong men comparable to the Taiyi Golden Immortal and the Great Luo Golden Immortal. This race is really not simple. , It's a pity... This time they faced off against the Monster Race Heavenly Court, and met the crazy Emperor Jun and Tai Yi!" Seeing the tenacity of the human race, the prehistoric cultivators sighed, some admired, some ridiculed.

The great supernatural powers sighed one after another, shook their heads and remained silent. They obviously didn't think that the human race had the ability to resist the heavenly court against the demon race. Too much.

"The poor Taoist wants to see how this human race will survive this calamity in the end?" In the depths of the Nether Blood Sea, Ming He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the Nuwa Temple with serious eyes.

But at the same time, during these Jiazi years, a sad thing happened to the great witch Houyi. He found that... As the years passed, Chang'e was getting older and her beauty gradually disappeared. The hair seemed to wither and become pale.

"No, I am the body of a great witch, full of vitality, and will not fall, but Chang'e is just an ordinary human woman. Time will leave traces on her body, making her age day by day, until she dies of old age, and enters reincarnation. , Chang'e, I don't want you to leave!" Hou Yi was terrified, he couldn't lose Chang'e, he tried various methods to renew Chang'e's life, but it was a pity that he was a witch, and he cultivated evil and foul qi.

This kind of power not only has no effect on renewing Chang'e's life, but even speeds up Chang'e's death. Hou Yi, who is about to lose his lover, cannot accept it, and he is crazy.

He began to take Chang'e, who was getting older, to search for immortals and pray for Taoism, hoping that the paper fairy prescription could restore the beauty and youth of his lover, but unfortunately... Chang'e, who was forbidden by ancestral witchcraft and forgot her true identity, seemed to be... She was terminally ill, and no matter what kind of elixir and elixir, she could not keep her vitality, as if she was destined to die.

"Houyi, don't try so hard anymore. I know I can't do it anymore. I can spend my whole life with you. Chang'e is very happy and content, but..." Chang'e always likes to curl up in Houyi's arms and play with herself Pale hair, muttering to himself.

But speaking of this, she should have been happy, but deep down in her heart, there was almost instinctive repulsion and disgust, which made it impossible for her to continue speaking.

On this day, Hou Yi, who was not reconciled, took Chang'e to the Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain to pray for Zhen Yuanzi's help. When Zhen Yuanzi saw Chang'e, his pupils suddenly shrank. After a long silence, he ordered Daotong to bring a ginseng fruit After giving it to the two of them, Hou Yi left with gratitude, but he didn't know that Zhen Yuanzi was behind him, staring at himself, and whispered to himself: "Xihe?
You went down to seek revenge from Houyi, but you never imagined that you would end up like this because of the forbidden technique of ancestral witches?Hehe, Pindao's ginseng fruit can restore your youth and restore all your memories for a short time, but at that moment, the forbidden art of ancestral witches will completely erupt and bless you, disrupting everything you just remembered in an instant, making your memory Lost more thoroughly, making it almost impossible for you to think of the truth, ah, Hongyun's hatred! "

Hou Yi didn't know about Zhen Yuanzi's calculations, and he didn't even know that he had already turned into Chang'e's Xihe. A few days later, in a valley in the wild, Chang'e swallowed ginseng fruit.

"Buzz buzz..." The dao rhyme lingered, a wave of immortal energy spread, and she regained her beauty, but at this moment, looking at Hou Yi, she showed a shocking killing light.

"Great Witch Houyi? You deserve to die..." This almost instinctive outburst of killing intent completely detonated the forbidden technique of ancestor witches. In an instant, Xi He's cultivation base seemed to be crippled, and blood spewed out.

Amidst Hou Yi's exclamation and worry, her face was pale and her eyes were dazed, but under the ancestral witch's forbidden technique, her newly recovered memory seemed to be disturbed and lost more thoroughly.

At that moment, Xi He knew that it would be difficult for him to think of everything in the future, when he thought that he might be Chang'e in the future, and become the wife of his enemy Hou Yi, by his side.

Xi He couldn't accept this matter, her heart was howling, roaring crazily, at the last moment, driven by a monstrous hatred and obsession in her heart, she forced herself to stay away from Houyi and leave him even if she couldn't recover in the future. Can not give him happiness.

Her delicate body was surrounded by immortal energy, soaring into the sky, and headed straight for the Lunar Star, which was her original dojo. At this moment, Xi He felt that it was the safest place in her obsession.

"Chang'e, where are you going, no, Chang'e, come back..." The big witch Houyi's face changed wildly, watching Chang'e flying to the moon, he roared to the sky, in disbelief.

Without hesitation, the great witch Hou Yi rolled his own evil spirit, and went straight to chase after Chang'e. At this moment, the momentum and evil spirit of the great witch here also attracted the attention of too many monks.

"Huh! That's Xihe, um, is Chang'e flying to the moon? Interesting!" At this moment, in the depths of the Nether Blood Sea, Styx Divine Sense also 'saw' this scene, and said slightly surprised.

(End of this chapter)