The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 242 Qin Mugong is about to die

In Ying's body, there is the blood of the witch clan, and he walked through the path of Chiyou back then. It was the essence and blood of the twelve ancestor witches, who cultivated the realm of martial arts, condensed martial souls, and absorbed the essence of the ancestor witches that wandered between the heavens and the earth. Cut out the powerful road of the twelve ancestor Wu Wuhun, and even, one day in the future, when the twelve Wu Wuhun gather together, can they transform themselves into Pan Gu's real body?
Ying at this time is obviously much stronger than Chi You back then, even though so far, he has only cut out two ancestor Wu Wuhuns, one Dijiang and one Gonggong?But both of them were ferocious, and with a bang, Ying's aura soared, and the evil spirit swept across and spread.

Ever since, in this enchantment formed by awe-inspiring righteousness, even though Kong Qiu has the Dzogchen quasi-sage cultivation base, it is impossible to kill Ying, the quasi-sage is hard to kill!

"Kongqiu, do you want to be my enemy? Before the battle against the deer, Xiaoer Xuanyuan invited you to join Youxiong and take action against me. You didn't agree, so you chose to leave.

Now you are here to stop me from unifying Kyushu, kill! "Ying hideously roared.

"Back then, Chi You didn't break through the realm of Tianchong, and he could still be regarded as a warrior of my human race. But now, although you still have human blood, you have gradually transformed into a witch. You have become a human emperor. Are you not a human race? Evolution? As long as I, Kong Qiu, am here, I will not tolerate you, kill!" Kong Qiu said angrily with a gloomy face.

Looking at the ferociously murdered Ying, Kong Qiu was very solemn, his eyes were full of haze, and he also struck out with a bang, with a mighty righteousness, like a mighty torrent sweeping across the sky, washing away the evil spirit.

No one knows that within Kyushu, here, in a barrier, the Confucian giants Kong Qiu and Ying Ying fought fiercely, and there were many battles. However, at this moment, the human nations of Kyushu have long been defeated by the Western Great Qin Dynasty and Jin Wengong and Song Xianggong. Got attention?

In the Great Qin Dynasty, the capital city, and above the sky, Qin Mugong took the power of a huge empire and a country, gathered strength, and combined the strength of the people into one body.

During the battle, roaring, wrinkles slowly appeared on his face, his skin became slack, as if losing moisture, and when his hair was disheveled, his hair also turned into a withered and white color.

"Qin Mugong, you are indeed stronger than Qi Henggong and King Zhuang of Chu. Concentrating all the power of the Great Qin Dynasty and consuming the potential of life, you actually exploded with the power of the quasi-sage in the early stage? Originally, the quasi-sage is hard to kill. It is not easy to kill you. , but it is a pity that you are not a real quasi-sage, you have run out of fuel and can't last long!" Said the Blood God Son of Styx.

"So what? For the sake of Great Qin, it doesn't matter if Duke Mu dies, hahaha, kill...!" Duke Mu of Qin raised his head to the sky and yelled wildly, fiercely, and rushed towards him.

Xueshenzi glared, his eyes were cold, and his attack was fierce. Just looking at Qin Mugong at this moment, a complex color appeared in the depths of his pupils, but it was not obvious.

At this moment, Qin Mugong gave everyone the feeling that it was a kind of fearless spirit. For Qin, even if the oil was exhausted, he had to fight and fight?
He is like a rebellious martial artist, knowing that he can't do anything, but still chooses to fight. Perhaps, because he is an emperor, he can't abandon his Great Qin Dynasty.

The sound of the bang was earth-shattering. This battle was extremely tragic and attracted the attention of the entire human race. Qin Mugong seemed to be insane. He fought against the blood god son of Styx. The two fought in the sky again and again. The ground is also trembling.

"Great Emperor, no...!" All the ministers of the Great Qin Emperor and the common people kowtowed, each of them weeping with blood and tears, staring at the Blood God Son with great hatred.

It's a pity that even if you clenched your fists, there's nothing you can do about it. It's not just a random person who can intervene in the battle between strong men at the quasi-sage level, and the emperor won't allow it.

Roaring in the sky, Qin Palace, under the land of Xianyang City, in a dark space, twelve statues of golden men stood in a strange formation. In the center of the statue was an old man sitting cross-legged. Behind the old man, two Middle-aged people also meditate cross-legged.

"Teacher, Qin Mugong can't hold on anymore outside. Once he dies, the Great Qin Dynasty will fall down and become the peak dynasty. Now, do you want to rescue him?" Suddenly, at this moment, the scholar on the left looked like The man looked at the old man and spoke.

"En!" The general on the right side of the old man also opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the old man.

"Qin Mugong, your breath is exhausted, this person deserves to be killed!" The old man slowly opened his eyes, with a deep light flashing in his eyes, and sighed: "Zhang Yi, Su Qin, there are some things you don't understand. In this prehistoric world, In just a few days, the Five Hegemons will fall, and the Seven Heroes will be born, representing the entire Nine Provinces of the human race, entering the Warring States Period, and that is the time for you to show off what you have learned, and you have learned a lot by following me these years."

"Yes, disciples must remember the teacher's teachings!!" Zhang Yi and Su Qin responded respectfully. It can be seen that they are very convinced and awed by their teacher.

The old man glanced at the two of them indifferently, and without further words, he just closed his eyes slowly. Zhang Yi and Su Qin, however, had no intention of cultivating, and looked up to watch the battle.

In the Great Qin Dynasty, above the sky, Duke Mu of Qin was suppressed by the Son of the Blood God. He was in a state of embarrassment when he retreated steadily. His hair was disheveled and he looked crazy. He constantly stimulated the potential of his life and burst out terrifying power. Son of Blood.

However, the Blood God Son was still calm, blocking from left to right, defusing one after another attack, it seemed very easy... In fact, it was the same, the Blood God Son was the clone of Styx Blood Dao.

This kind of avatar is not the same avatar as the mastiff cracking the sky and the candle dragon, but it is similar to Jiang Ziya's magic thoughts. As long as Styx thinks and finds enough resources, the blood god son can quickly break through, just like the Fengshen The era, the Jiang Ziya of that year.

What's more, the Blood God Son has the will of Styx and the will to fight, so even if Qin Mugong fights his life, he will never be an opponent... At the same time, the human race is above the Kyushu, and the Great Jin Dynasty and the Great Song Dynasty are under the sky. , On another battlefield, Jin Wengong and Song Xianggong, the two emperors, also fought fiercely, and they all showed their ultimate combat power?

Over the years, Duke Wen of Jin has finally been guided by the Blood God Son of the Styx, and the Ancient Immortal Sect has secretly sent many resources, and the blood of monsters to cultivate, and his strength is very terrifying. retreat.

"Hahaha, Duke Xiang of Song, I said that one of our two dynasties will surely perish. Now it seems that between you and me, you will be the loser. Kill!" Duke Wen of Jin roared.

When he roared, his arms trembled, his qi and blood soared into the sky, and in the qi and blood, a huge monster appeared. It was his Martial Soul of Transformation Realm, a Hydra?

"You actually started to condense your natal martial soul. Roar, Jin Wengong, I didn't expect your cultivation to reach this stage! No...!" Seeing this, Song Xianggong cried out in despair.

He began to gather his natal martial soul, which meant that martial arts were not far away from the Tianchong Realm. Facing Jin Wengong's dominance at this moment, he knew that he was bound to lose.

But he, Song Xianggong, was not reconciled, and suddenly he roared up to the sky, and the long roar continued, and the dragon's chant reappeared in his body, with madness in his eyes and great despair, he rushed straight.

"What? Song Xianggong, how dare you...?" Jin Wengong's complexion changed, and he felt that something was wrong. He wanted to retreat and dodge, but it seemed that it was too late.

"Why don't I dare? My Great Song Dynasty is over, and I won't make it easy for you. Jin Wengong, you are my lifelong enemy. Even if you die, I will not let you rule the world. Hahaha, let me explode!" Song Xianggong sternly Unwilling to be reconciled, he rushed to kill and said crazily.

Boom boom boom, the huge sound shook the heaven and earth, the color of the sky in Kyushu changed, the earth roared, and the rolling force spread and swept across, earth-shattering, the true energy of martial arts was formed on the battlefield between the Great Jin Dynasty and the Great Song Dynasty. A mushroom cloud.

Song Xianggong suddenly chose to blew himself up. The scene was indescribable and horrifying. The bloody light and evil spirit were so dazzling that even the human race on the Kyushu couldn't open their eyes. All they could hear was an angry shout from high above the sky: "Song Duke Xiang, you are so brave, don't...!" When everything subsided, the Great Song Dynasty, the world mourned.

The sea of ​​clouds roared, and it landed directly into the Great Song Dynasty. The common people and officials dressed in plain clothes cried out one by one: "My lord, my lord will live forever, no..."

The people and officials of the Great Song Dynasty seemed unwilling to believe that Song Xianggong had fallen!
At the same time, Duke Wen of Jin didn't get any benefits. He dragged his heavily injured body and turned into a stream of light, heading straight for the emperor of Jin. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and was about to order the officials to retreat, and announced to retreat to heal his wounds, when suddenly, he shouted angrily: "Jin Wengong, you are going to die!"

At the time of that roar, suddenly nothingness twisted in the hall behind him, and a person covered in black robes whose face could not be seen clearly came out and launched a sneak attack.

"Assassinate the dead man, no, let me take him down? No!" Jin Wengong has been severely injured, and he has almost no cultivation base left. Now there is an assassin suddenly, and his expression suddenly changes.

"Bold, Wei Ting, Zhao Ye, you dare to send dead soldiers to assassinate the emperor. My Han family is incompatible with you. Come and take them down for me!" Suddenly, an old man among the officials shouted loudly, and the old man shouted With the order, a large number of soldiers rushed out.

"Han Yuanji, you don't have to frame it. You sent dead soldiers to assassinate the emperor. It's a heinous crime. It's a big treason. Come on, kill me!!" The other two also shouted.

Immediately, there was a sound of iron hoofs, and countless troops broke into the imperial palace of the Great Jin Dynasty. This is the three major families in the Great Jin Dynasty.

"You, you, bastards, are all traitors and traitors, puff!!" The angry Jin Wengong trembled, his eyes were about to burst, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was pierced through the chest by the dead man, staring into his scarlet eyes. , slapped the dead man's head with a palm, and the assassin died.

But the assassin's sword was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, cutting off Jin Wengong's last chance of life.He, one of the Five Hegemons in the Spring and Autumn Period, Duke Wen of Jin, died with regret!Before he died, he felt useless, and instead of dying in the battle of the emperor, he was completely killed by the rebellious officials and thieves of the three families of Han, Zhao, and Wei, who sent dead soldiers.

For the emperor, this kind of death is simply a tragedy, like a humiliation!
"Kill, kill, kill!" It's a pity that at this time in the Great Jin Dynasty, no one paid any attention to the death of Duke Wen of Jin. A bloody war broke out, and the three major noble forces were all ambitious, fighting fiercely , In the end, the Han family won.

It's a pity that for countless years, Wei and Zhao's backgrounds are also extraordinary, and their power is very terrifying. Even if they lose, they can choose to evacuate the palace of the Jin Dynasty with a group of generals and trusted ministers, and run their own business separately. The city of many years is gone.

(End of this chapter)