The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 113
In the prehistoric world, the roar of the ancient starry sky shook the heavens and the earth. It is impossible to describe how monstrous this battle was, let alone the magnificence of the scene. As Dijun and Taiyi roared, the demonic aura spread, ferocious and terrifying, and the Zuwu's... evil aura was equally astonishing .

The collision between the two sides can be said to be a loss for both sides. Originally, if Jie hadn't blew himself up and severely injured Kunpeng and killed many Zhoutian Xinglords, Dijun and Taiyi could have summoned those Xinglords into the ancient starry sky, arranged Zhoutian star battle formations, and wiped out the Zuwu in one fell swoop .

But in fact, it happened that Kunpeng was severely injured, and Zhou Tian Xingjun was either dead or injured. Under this situation, before Xing Jun recovered from his injuries and selected and trained a new Xing Jun, the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation in the Yaozu Heavenly Court seemed to be abandoned. Generally, it can no longer be displayed.

This also led to the tragedy of Di Jun and Tai Yi. Although they were not afraid of Xuan Ming, Di Jiang and other ancestral witches with their cultivation, they were full of unwillingness.

Suffering such a great humiliation before, Di Jun's heart was roaring, and in the battle with blood-red eyes, he had expected that after Kunpeng killed all the races, he would bring Lord Zhou Tianxing to the ancient starry sky to help in the battle, and use Zhou Tianxing to fight and kill ten A ancestral witch, but now he can't do it.

"Ah, kill, kill everything, your ancestors and witches will all die, roar, roar." At this moment, Di Jun deeply realized that when he couldn't bear it, he actually wanted to bear it no longer!Why endure it? It's because I don't have enough strength, not strong enough.

If you have the cultivation of a saint, then the saints will never dare to plot against you unscrupulously, so that the nine sons will fall. If you have the cultivation of a saint, after you have endured such humiliation, you can slaughter the ancestors and witches as you like, and kill the queen Yi, deal with Xihe.

But all of this, the current self, seems to be unable to do it... Di Jun, who is fighting at this moment, is like crazy, desperate to fight, but he can't win after all?
The roaring sound lasted for five Jiazi. In the 300 years, there was not a moment in the ancient starry sky that did not collide with each other. , the battle between the two sides came to an end.

"Brother, there is no result if the battle continues. If you don't fight like this, let's give up first. You go back to 33 days to recover from your injuries, and then I will re-select and train Zhou Tianxing Lord, and the human race will also be slaughtered. Use its blood to cast the witch-slaying sword." , 300 years later, you and my brother will be able to exterminate all the witches in front of Buzhou Mountain!" Tai Yi persuaded.

Hearing this, Dijun's hair was disheveled and his body trembled, as if he was slowly calming down. He stared at Zu Wu on the opposite side, and shouted: "Listen, everyone, after 300 years, Wu Zhou will come down the mountain. In the decisive battle between the life and the death of the monster, I will destroy the witch clan!"

"Hahahaha, our witch clan is fighting against heaven and earth, and we are afraid that you will fail!" Not to be outdone, the ancestor witches laughed wildly one by one, and in the heroic laughter, they were even more dignified.

After all, the heavenly court of the demon clan is not weak, Di Jun and Tai Yi's methods are not trivial, especially on the earth, is there even more terrifying ancient sect of fairy demons?

Now my own witch clan, lacking the ancestor witches of the earth, are all gods, and most of the formation is destroyed. Even if a great witch who practices the rules of the earth is selected to replace him, it will not be too powerful. As for summoning Pangu's real body, let alone think about it, so ...The decisive battle is not good for the Wu Clan!
"After 300 years? Fortunately, the decisive battle is next to Buzhou Mountain?" The ancestor witches laughed for a while, then looked at each other, with cold eyes shining, and walked away.

Then in the dead starry sky, Styx and other cultivators saw that Emperor Juntai had been silent for a long time, then he flung his sleeves and left unwillingly and viciously.

"Has the time been set for the decisive battle in 300 years? Pindao seems to have felt the evil spirit of calamity, and he can't wait to vent it, hahaha." Styx murmured.

At that time of excitement, in the depths of the Nether Blood Sea, Styx withdrew his powerful divine sense like all the saints and great supernatural powers, and quietly waited for the decisive battle in his dojo.

"Pindao here has already been involved in this catastrophe of the lich. In the calamity of the calamity, I will be separated from my mastiff, one to help the witch, and the other to stand on the standpoint of a demon, but there will be a fierce battle, no matter what. , as a warm-up!...Based on the tacit understanding between my main body and the mastiff avatar, in the decisive battle of killing Qixi, it is no problem to keep a few ancestor witches, at least Xuanming can be fine...As for after the calamity, Where the saints have to rely on the mastiff avatar to deal with it, and the poor Taoist has to deal with Taoist Hongjun's attack.

Right now, the cultivation shown here by Pindao is a half-step Hunyuan, and Hongjun can't kill me without being able to mobilize the power of heaven. His plan is probably sealed?

Oh, it's a pity that you, Daoist Hongjun, are not qualified to seal me, Styx! "

Speaking of this, Styx's tightly closed eyes shone with a cold light under the cover of his eyelids. It was the thought of fighting, which was constantly brewing, and once it broke out, it would be earth-shattering.

The world is long, time is like a melancholy, after the battle in the ancient starry sky, after the time for the final battle was agreed, the whole prehistoric world seemed to calm down at once. want to come.

The spring and autumn alternate, the years passed slowly, the first hundred years passed, the sky roared, and the roar of the demon came from the direction of the ancient starry sky, and the power of the stars circulated.

"Well, so soon, with the help of Taoist Fuxi, Tai Yi once again trained a batch of Zhou Tianxing Lords. It seems that as soon as Di Jun recovers from his injuries and calms down, he will completely slaughter the human race and forge the witch-slaying sword!" Feeling this scene, Zhu Xiu was secretly shocked.

Even Styx, who was meditating in the sea of ​​blood, was also a little surprised, as if he didn't expect the demon court to move so quickly?However, he didn't care too much about these things. Of course, Styx did not forget the agreement with Jie. He only needs to act when the human race is in danger.

In this way, time slips through the fingers like running water, and another 60 years have passed. This year, this day, 33 days a closed hall, the door of the hall opened suddenly, and the emperor was wearing the emperor's robe. Shining coldly, he stepped out.

His exit inspired the demon of heaven, and immediately summoned Taiyi, Fuxi, and the unwilling Kunpeng, who had not fully recovered from his injuries, to discuss a decisive battle against the Wu Clan.

No one knows, how are the giants of the Heavenly Court of the Monster Race decided in the 33 Heavenly Hall?It's just that when Kunpeng and Fuxi came out one after another, they all looked very heavy.

Not long after, Donghuang Taiyi also came out. At the first moment, Taiyi ignored Kunpeng and Fuxi who were in retreat, and ordered to summon a group of demons to prepare to slaughter the human race in the lower world!

But at this moment, Di Jun was alone, quietly went to Taiyin Star, Guanghan Palace, and without Wu Gang noticing, he saw Chang'e and Changxi.

Chang'e was at a loss. She didn't know who Di Jun was, but she felt a little familiar?Looking at Chang'e who was in a daze and begged himself not to kill Houyi, Di Jun's heart seemed to be torn, and his eyes were cold. Just when he was about to do everything else, Chang Xi stopped Di Jun.

Although they are husband and wife with Dijun, it is clear that the sisterhood between Xihe and Tong Xihe is more important to Changxi for countless years, and she does not allow Xihe to get hurt.

"Well, since that's the case, let's do as you say! The victory of the lich showdown is unpredictable. You can stay on the Taiyin planet, or you can go poorly." Xihe, Di Jun couldn't do anything cruel, so he could only turn around and leave.

Back on the 33rd day, when facing the group of demons, Di Jun regained his majesty again, and ordered: "Little human race, dare to provoke the majesty of my heavenly court, hurt my demon master, and destroy my star king. It is an unforgivable crime. The emperor left the customs, and made the group of monsters... to slaughter people in the lower realm."

"We are willing to listen to the orders of the Heavenly Emperor and the Eastern Emperor!" All the monsters in the heavenly court respectfully.

Ever since, with a ferocious thought in his chest, even more madness, and the joy of revenge, the endless heavenly demon god, led by Di Jun and Tai Yi, blasted the lower realm.

In the prehistoric eastern land, in front of the Nuwa Temple, among the recuperating human race, all the warriors seemed to feel something, and their bodies shook one after another. When they looked up one by one, they smiled wryly.

"It's time to come, is it still coming after all? The demon court has no way, why should our human race be innocent? Dijun and Taiyi have all fallen into the realm, Jie has also fallen, and the human race has no hope. Fate, my family stands upright, but I will not be afraid of you!

When a person dies in front of the Nuwa Temple, his blood will be splashed in the sky and the loess earth, but he must die heroically. The dignity of our human race and the spirit of martial arts inheritance must never be broken.

People who are born on the earth are not respected by their mothers!If you want to fight in the celestial vault, your spine will not bend!May I be buried in reincarnation, I would rather die than follow!Singing angrily to the sky, the afterlife dominates the wild! "

Looking at that day, he felt the evil spirit approaching. In the silence, Suirenshi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, singing angrily. The voice of the song was old and hoarse, giving people a feeling of sadness.

He seems to have seen through life and death a long time ago, but in this song, countless cultivators who are paying attention to this place can feel a spiritual belief belonging to the human race. No matter how strong the enemy is,...you can take my life, but you can't The will to bend my race.

After singing this song, the Suiren family suddenly clasped their fists and bowed deeply to the Nuwa temple, the Youchao family and the Ziyi family did the same, and all the human races bowed to the Nuwa temple.

After a long time, when the ferocious roar of the demon clan became clearer and clearer in their ears, under the leadership of the third ancestor, all the clan stood up...Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi stood silently on the sky, as if waiting for the monster Their white hair is a little messed up.

After a while, the sky trembled and the earth roared. Di Jun and Tai Yi brought a group of demons from the lower realm. With a wave, when the sky and the sun were covered, he rushed towards the warriors led by the Suirenshi, , and other three ancestors.

The group of monsters behind roared and rushed out, wanting to brutally kill the countless ordinary humans. At this moment, the monsters were excited, Di Jun and Tai Yi were cold, and there was no sympathy at all. , They were all silent.

"Human race, human race..." After 33 days of chaos, Nuwa in Wa Palace finally sighed softly, stood up slowly, as if she was about to cast a spell to save the human race.

Similarly, in the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountains, Laozi also opened his eyes suddenly, and was about to throw his crutches when his eyes stared. He... still expects to pass on the Taoism in the human race, how can he really ignore it?

Whoosh!Nuwa is the mother of the human race, so she still has feelings, so she made a move one step faster than Lao Tzu. The red hydrangea came down from the sky with the power of a saint, as if to stop Dijun and Taiyi from leaving, but at the same time, Nether Styx's cold snort came from the direction of the sea of ​​blood, and there was even a fierce sword energy, beheading him.

"Di Jun, Tai Yi, hurry back to the heaven, the human race is not something you can destroy, if you don't stop, don't blame me, Taoist Styx, for being rude!" Styx said coldly.

He shot almost at the same time as Nuwa, but it shocked the practitioners of the prehistoric world, and even the saints jumped in their eyelids, and said in surprise: "Styx helps the human race, why is this?"

(End of this chapter)