The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 119 Mutation
During the calamity, the sky was dim and the ground was dark, beside Buzhou Mountain, Zuwu and Taiyi fell one after another, which had already stimulated the remaining three giants, Zhu Jiuyin, Xuanming, and Dijun.

They fought together, fighting desperately, the battle was amazing, the evil spirit permeated the air, and the evil spirit spread and swept across. When the sky was shaking, the color of the sky changed and the starry sky trembled.

"Buzzing..." At this time, the Jie Sha that enveloped the three realms of the prehistoric and desolate worlds is rapidly venting, and it seems that it has reached the last moment. In view of this... Seeing Xuan Ming's grief and weakness, the battle against the mastiff cracking the sky... Styx can only choose to help?

"Xuan Ming, you, you can't die..." At that moment, Ming He had to face up to his heart. In this life, he was obsessed with the Tao, his heart was like a rock, and he was very cold. However, the Tao of blood is not a ruthless way. Because in the cruelty of chaos and prehistoric times, Styx's heart has long been vicissitudes, and the little tenderness seems to have been stifled.

It's just that maybe even Styx himself didn't realize that that cold and proud woman in blue has gradually, in these years, slowly walked into his heart.

For Xuan Ming, he can't say that he loves or likes him, but at least... he cares a little bit!
"Boom, boom..." There were booms and collisions. In the midst of his busy schedule, Minghe opened his mouth and spat out. The sea of ​​blood spread under his feet, spreading infinitely. The Blood God Son joined the battle and rushed towards Dijun.

Not only that, while a wave of blood rolled, under the will of Styx, a blood god child with mana comparable to the late quasi-sage was condensed, roaring out, grabbed the Xuanming ancestor witch who was fighting frantically, and retreated outside the battlefield Go, Xuan Ming mourned: "No!

Styx, let me go, I want to kill Di Jun and avenge my brothers, let me go quickly, woo woo woo, I'm dead, they're all dead, they're all killed. "

Xuan Ming's blue dress was already messy, her injury was serious, she was extremely weak, her complexion was pale, she looked very helpless, her hair was disheveled, and she was hugged by the Blood God Son of Styx, crying loudly, as if Vent, as if distraught.

"Xuan Ming, calm down, I... will kill Di Jun for you!" Seeing Xuan Ming like this, Blood God child frowned slightly, looked at Di Jun in the distance, and said in a deep voice.

"I don't need you, I don't need you, I want to kill it myself, woo woo woo..." While Xuan Ming was weeping bitterly, the blood god child pulled a wry smile, sighed helplessly, and slowly raised his hand to point between Xuan Ming's eyebrows, The strange rhythm spread, Xuanming was startled, and fell into a coma and fell into a deep sleep.

With a wave of his hand, the blood god summoned a red cloud, placed Xuanming's soft and tender body on the cloud, and let the cloud stay on the side of Buzhou Mountain, halfway up the mountain. A lot of restrictions were placed around him, he looked calmly at the sleeping Xuanming deeply, and sighed: "Sleep here, and it will be over when you wake up!"

After speaking, the son of the blood god, who possessed the mana of the late quasi-sage, raised his head suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, and he let out a cold snort, and walked straight to Dijun to kill him.

"Once Emperor Jun dies, this calamity will soon be over." The Blood God Son's eyes froze in the whistling, his speed was so fast that he twisted the void, approached in the blink of an eye, and shot directly.

"Hahaha, Taoist Minghe, Zhu Jiuyin, I didn't expect that I, Emperor Jun, would die in your hands today. How sad! However, if it happens again, I don't regret setting up the Heavenly Court and becoming the protagonist of the calamity, let alone offending the saints." , Do not regret being an enemy of the world.

Fuxi is heroic, but my Emperor Jun died today, and I will not be left behind. Use whatever skills you have, and see how you kill me. "Di Jun yelled wildly.

At this moment, his injuries were already serious. In the dying struggle, he held the witch-slaying sword in his hand and beheaded Zhu Jiuyin, who was also severely injured. Understand, today's self will fall?
On the verge of death, hearing the chaotic sounds of fighting in his ears, and smelling the bloody smell permeating the heaven and earth, Di Jun smiled miserably, like a desperate hero.

He roared loudly with a smile, as if resenting heaven and earth, not giving himself a chance of life, his face was pale, with a look of sadness, he rushed out frantically, and went straight to kill Xueshenzi and Zhu Jiuyin... the butcher in his hand The sword can restrain the ancestor witch, but it has no effect on the blood god son. For a while, it roared and collided, and retreated steadily.

"The two brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi are truly heroes of all ages. It's a pity that they were born at the wrong time. They were born in this Lich Tribulation. They were born in the era when saints were born. They are the protagonists of the world. There is no way to hide. Alas!" This scene made all the supernatural powers sigh with emotion.

Falling into the eyes of the saints, but only Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti and others, with a mocking disdainful smile, said coldly: "If you don't become a saint, you will end up as an ant, that's all!

Ru Dijun created the Heavenly Court, proclaimed himself the emperor, and had hundreds of millions of monster races under his command. However, such a majestic and vast achievement can still be easily destroyed under such a murderous catastrophe.

Between the heaven and the earth, in the prehistoric three realms, only strong strength is eternal! "

The sage regards the life of the world as a pawn, and will not die for the sake of the emperor, nor will he be sad or lamented for the end of the hero,...As for Styx, as the main figure who promoted the calamity of the lich, he practiced the way of blood He will not pity Di Jun.

The so-called poor people must have something to hate. Di Jun and Tai Yi are very ambitious, and their pace is too fast. If not for this, it would be impossible to reach this step so fast.

"The Blood God Son of the Poor Dao, together with Zhu Jiuyin, is enough to kill Di Jun!" On the top of the sky, wearing blood-colored robes during the battle of Styx, looking at the mastiff in front of him, and in the midst of his hands, When the blood of the common people was splashed in the sky, his Taoism was almost at its peak.

The life-and-death fight with the mastiff avatar cannot be stopped. Styx must wait until Dijun and Zhu Jiuyin fall. By that time, except for Xuanming, all the giants of the Lich clan will be wiped out. Only then will it be completely vented, and it will be declared over.

And if that moment comes, Styx's cultivation here will climb to the extreme level, and the desire to fight will also be like madness, and then rely on this desire to fight, a battle will be won.

The booming sound was earth-shattering, the sky was trembling, and the starry sky was trembling. It was impossible to describe the magnificence of this calamity, and it was impossible to describe the monstrousness of this final battle. It can only be said that in this Lich calamity, the fallen creatures, including There are millions of people, including witches and demons, or even more... Fighting is always going on, and blood has filled the entire Three Realms.

The world is long, just like this, with more and more people falling, under the silent watching of all the immortals and saints, the time is like water, and a Jiazi passes quietly.

In these years, the fighting has not stopped, but the evil intentions of calamity have been vented less and less. Beside Buzhou Mountain, on the battlefield of the sea of ​​blood, the two giant liches, Zhu Jiuyin and Di Jun, are also in these years Gradually decaying, Zu Wu's body wanted to be broken, and Di Jun's soul was tearing apart, which was clearer than ever.

Until this year, this day, in the roaring collision, surrounded by a surging sea of ​​blood, Emperor Jun pierced Zhu Jiuyin's heart with the Slaughtering Witch Sword. The tenacious vitality of the ancestor witch made Zhu Jiuyin not dead, but also on the verge of extinction , at that moment... He opened his arms and grabbed Di Jun.

"Di Jun, Zhu Jiuyin,," the two of them spoke almost at the same time, their eyes met each other and their bodies trembled for a moment. At this moment, in their eyes, there was no hatred and enmity in the past, but more A kind of relief, suddenly the two of them looked up to the sky and roared. On this bloody lich battlefield, when this calamity was about to end, with sorrow and madness, they let out a mournful laugh, echoing like a silent cry .

"In the end, I will fall in the end, hahahahaha..." Amidst the loud laughter, there was a bang, and on the majestic sea of ​​blood, beside Buzhou Mountain, the two of them exploded.

"Hey, Emperor Jun and Zhu Jiuyin also fell, and only the ancestor Wu Xuanming was left. This girl was cast into a deep sleep by the Taoist Minghe. After all, the family is the blood of Pangu, so there should be an ancestor witch.

Although there is Xuan Ming alive, but after this amount of calamity, the ancestor witch is no longer a concern, hehe..." At this moment, the aura of Jie Sha was completely vented and dissipated.

At this moment, beside the mountain, in the nothingness, the spiritual thoughts trembled, and the great supernatural powers were talking.

At this moment, the indifferent voices of the saints reverberated in the dark. They got up from their dojo, and when they took a step... they were about to land on Buzhou Mountain. , after returning to the origin, it is the Chaos Clock.

When the battle was roaring before, the Measuring Calamity did not end, and it was not good for the saints to come and snatch the Chaos Clock, but in order to prevent Styx and Mastiff from taking it for themselves, each of them had their divine sense to lock this treasure from afar, and at this moment, the Measuring Calamity was evil. Just after the breakup, the common people began to wake up, but before they completely stopped fighting, the saints couldn't wait to fight for the treasure.

"The calamity will not end, Hongjun will not come out, hehe, at least in the first few calamities, there shouldn't be that Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian proving the way, Styx..., you disrespect God, you have cut the law of heaven, and today you are poor." Block your way, give you serious damage, seal it, can you take it?"

At this moment, suddenly there was an old voice, echoing in the Three Realms.

But at this moment, in front of Buzhou Mountain, nothingness distorted, and when Daoyun was lingering, the figure of an old man walked slowly, his eyes were indifferent, like the sky, but when this moment came, looking at Minghe, there was a cold light, He... is Daoist Hongjun?

"Well, it's the teacher. The teacher really appeared, hiss..." All the saints were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly came to Buzhou Mountain and bowed respectfully: "The disciple pays homage to the teacher!"

This time, what Hongjun descended was not the appearance of the Dharma, but the original body. He ignored the visiting saints. He narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a cold light, and suddenly reached out his hand. A gray-white finger light rolled up and went straight to Ming River, bang bang to kill.

This finger is terrifying, its power is shocking, with an extremely powerful majesty, exuding a power that makes the common people and the world tremble, it goes straight to the place of the Styx, and comes roaring and killing.

"Hiss, such a powerful one-finger supernatural power, Pundao actually feels that this finger is irresistible. Although it can't kill us, it will hurt us, but it will be injured." At this moment, all the saints were frightened. Looking at that monstrous finger, each eyelid twitched wildly.

The great supernatural power gasped even more, his spiritual thoughts trembled, and there were many discussions, and he said with emotion about Styx's fate: "Hey, this Hongjun shot, Styx is completely over!"

"Hahahaha, Taoist Hongjun, as expected by the poor Taoist, without the help of the power of heaven, your cultivation base is only at the peak of a saint in the middle stage. With such strength, you want to severely damage and seal the poor Taoist cultivation base, but It's a delusion, fighting..." Seeing this scene, Mastiff Lietian retreated to the side, and stood with Nuwa among the saints, as if forming a camp, while facing the fingered Styx, he looked up to the sky. Laugh wildly.

When he was laughing loudly, his feet moved, step by step, and when he went straight to Hongjun, there was no fear in his eyes. On the contrary, the fighting thought that had been brewing for too long burst out, like rising, and surrounded him. , set off a bloody storm, and in this storm, there is a glimmer of dark power, which is the law of the soul.

Facing Hongjun, at this moment Styx was full of fighting spirit and aura like a rainbow. He approached without fear and began to lift a part of the seal of the destiny slate, which he cultivated in the chaos, the law of the soul road, half a step of the blood path Hunyuan, the seal of the soul law is released, Styx's cultivation base can be compared to the peak of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian's early stage, but his early stage is naturally extraordinary, he controls the soul law, this power is earth-shattering.

This soul power mixed in the bloody storm began to recover, and in an instant, the entire Three Realms, the common people trembled, Lao Tzu and other saints also frowned, their eyelids fluttered slightly, and Na Hongjun was even more shocked , eyes contracted fiercely.

"Styx, is this your trump card, huh..." Although Hongjun was shocked, Styx's soul art seal has not yet been unsealed to the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, but it is superimposed with the blood path, which makes his momentum skyrocket. Little, although Hongjun is dignified, he is not surprised.

Styx sneered, met Hongjun's gaze, and was about to take another step at his feet to open the fate stone seal faster and completely release the power of the soul law that he can display at present, but suddenly, his body shook violently, and suddenly turned his head to look at Halfway up Buzhou Mountain, he showed disbelief at this moment, and yelled, "What are you doing?"

However, at this moment, on the side of Buzhou Mountain, on the halfway up the mountain, Xuanming Zuwu actually woke up above the red clouds. She looked sad and mad, and her heart was chaotic. Although Styx was strong, he seemed weak and invincible compared to it, coupled with the sneers of the saints and the voices of great supernatural powers.

All of this makes Xuanming feel great grief, her heart is tearing apart. In this Lich-shaking catastrophe, I have already lost all my brothers and sister Houtu, and I can no longer lose you... Styx, she Without the slightest hesitation, at the moment of the 'crisis' of the Styx, he sat up cross-legged, with firmness and no regrets, and murmured: "The ancestral witch is bleeding!

The burning of the blood, the surging fireworks, burning my body, raging fire, unleashing the power of Buzhou Mountain, kill! "In order to help Styx, she actually boiled her own blood?
The ancestral witch has no primordial spirit, but only a drop of Pangu's blood essence. The whole body is transformed by Pangu's essence blood, and it is constantly tempered with the turbid air of the earth to become stronger. It can be said that what the ancestral witch cultivated is also his own blood. At this moment, Xuanming's blood boiled, which was equivalent to a monk burning his soul. Her body...weakened all of a sudden, and the blood was on fire all over her body.

It was as if he had turned into a lamp. At this moment, the lamp was ignited by the boiling of his blood, burning fiercely, but the fire of life melted into Buzhou Mountain in an instant. Trembling, Bu Zhoushan shook violently.

Under the crackling, a huge crack spread in the middle of the mountain, as if someone split the majestic mountain from the center,... With a bang, when Xuan Ming's blood was burning, the crack expanded, and the common people During the great horror, in the destruction of Buzhou Mountain, an incomparably terrifying will, swirling azure light, rumbled out.

"Burn my remnant body, blazing holy fire, unleash the power of Pangu, and kill Hongjun!" Xuan Ming's face was pale, without a trace of blood, his life gradually dimmed, but his eyes brightened.

She looked at Styx, revealing a trace of deep admiration, and she had no regrets. She chose to sacrifice her own fire of life to activate the power of Buzhou Mountain to help Styx?

All this is a long story, but in fact, it just happened in a blink of an eye!
"What are you doing? Xuan Ming, stop for me... I don't need your help. Who told you that Ming He is afraid of him, Daoist Hongjun, roar!" Turning his head to look at Xuan Ming, his expression was moved, and the tenderness in his heart that was buried in the years, sealed by the vicissitudes and cruelty burst out instantly.

Xuan Ming's choice at this moment shocked Ming He extremely, he was not stupid, how could he not see Xuan Ming's feelings for him?It's just that he is obsessed with the Tao and has a cold heart?
His road to the Tao is difficult, and he is not in the mood to love his children. He chooses to avoid Xuan Ming's love, but at this moment, facing Xuan Ming's choice, it is difficult for him to be indifferent.

"Stop, Xuan Ming, roar..." Ming He suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and jumped to stop Xuan Ming, but it was already too late.

Buzhou Mountain shattered with a bang, and burst out with earth-shattering power. Under the traction of Xuanming and the will of the mountain, it blasted out, turned into a huge axe, and went straight to Hongjun above the sky. Beheaded away, this ax is extremely terrifying.

"Minghe, my blood has been burned out, and my fate must die..." Xuanming murmured.

She hasn't completely died yet, but her life is not long, as if her life is exhausted, like Fuxi, she is not far from death, even a saint... can't save her, she will fall.

"Xuanming, no, I won't let you die, roar!" At this moment, the sea of ​​blood beside Buzhou Mountain rolled and roared, and a quasi-sage, Dzogchen Blood God Son came directly to Xuanming's side , Holding one in his arms, the power of Qi and blood merged into it.

But at this moment, the main body of Styx standing above the sky had a grim expression. When he raised his head and roared, he looked at the retreating figure who had been hit by Pangu with an axe. When Hongjun spewed blood, Styx's eyes showed murderous intent, and with a crackling sound, the seal of the law of the soul was quickly torn apart.

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying aura erupted on him. It was the way of the deep soul law, which was practiced by the demon god. The attribute can not be noticed by Dao. At present, Styx can exert the limit of the law of the soul, and the peak of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the early stage!
If the seal is torn a little more, even the Fate Slate and Dao Yuan will not be able to hide the breath of Gu Ze, the soul and demon god of the previous life of Styx, and will be robbed by Dao?
"Hongjun, now, you are satisfied, but I, Styx, am not satisfied!" Styx's aura was monstrous and terrifying for a while, causing the wind and clouds to roll back, and the sky, earth and sky changed color.

With a flick of his sleeve robe, he went straight to Taoist Hongjun to kill him. The aura of the scroll was astonishing, and its strength shocked countless great supernatural powers, and the faces of all the saints also changed wildly.

"Hey, this, this is the initial strength of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, Styx, he, he has already proved the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and he hides his cultivation to fight against the teacher. The way of blood that is usually used is just to cover up the soul It’s just Dao Hunyuan’s method.” The eyelids of the saints twitched wildly, and they gasped, even the scheming Lao Tzu screamed.

There was a moment of silence in the whole Three Realms, and when the Styx River was approaching, together with Pangu's green axe, they struck at Daoist Hongjun, and Hongjun's expression changed wildly.

(End of this chapter)