The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 284

In the chaotic world, in the derivative world, the mud bodhisattva, the king of asura, ,, and others are fighting for life and death.At the same time, on the central sky of the derivative world, in the egg-shaped mask space, Styx stepped on a sea of ​​blood, holding Yuantu and Abi swords, staring fiercely at the front, and there was a sea of ​​blood in the distance. The sea of ​​blood was tumbling, and suddenly a low shout resounded: "Feng Shui Heaven and Earth, derived from the creation of the world, Abi Hell, I am the ancestor of Minghe!"

The sound of whispering fell, Ming He narrowed his eyes immediately, as if he was facing a big enemy, he saw the sea of ​​blood on the opposite side churning, one after another turbulent waves soaring into the sky, in the turbulent waves, a cultivator walked slowly, he looked like a young man, It didn't look majestic, and there was an evil light in his eyes.

"You are the life robbery derived from my world creation this time? Well, the ancestor Styx of the prehistoric time and space? This time and space is really unusual. In Wuji, there is a chaotic atmosphere, which has caused a huge impact on my geomantic world! Sigh! !” The man sighed slightly.

"Prehistoric time and space, Styx!" Styx said solemnly to the enemy cultivator with his eyes fixed.

"In the last era, Patriarch Styx! This time and space is like a big reincarnation. Although in fact you and I don't have much relationship, but since they are all called Styx, it can also be seen that you are me in the big reincarnation. However, it is not a reincarnation in the true sense, it is just the reincarnation of Dao Hen. Hehe, my cultivation base mainly falls on Feng Shui, and the world of Feng Shui is derived from the practice of Feng Shui, combining my space magical powers and good fortune supernatural powers , the situation of Fengshui fortune,, etc., this is my technique of Fengshui to create the world.

But the other part of my cultivation is the attainment of blood, but I never imagined that as my fate, you, who don't know the art of feng shui, actually specialize in this blood? Styx of the previous era seemed not in a hurry to make a move, but looked at Styx with a little surprise in his eyes.

"The way of blood, I will always be orthodox. You are destined to be killed by me this time! Since we will meet each other in fate, we must live or die, hahaha! Fight!" Styx shouted loudly.

"Okay, since you can't wait, come on!" The enemy repairer rushed out immediately.

Styx suddenly saw that when Styx of the previous era stepped on his feet, his sea of ​​blood also rolled and spread, as if it was about to submerge and assimilate the sea of ​​blood that he had.

Seeing this, Styx sneered suddenly, roared to the sky suddenly, Daoyuan moved, and the blood field suddenly covered the entire egg-shaped space. The opponent suppressed him, and with the Yuantu sword in his hand, he slashed quickly, and with a groan, a vast river of swords rushed down.

"You have the Yuantu sword, so do I! Zhan!" Mingjie Minghe sneered, and while whistling, he took out a pitch-black ancient sword and rushed towards Minghe.

The two peak powerhouses collided so fast that they collided in an instant. In the field of the source of blood in Styx, a fierce battle broke out.

"Huh! Huh, huh, huh..." The domain and the egg-shaped world respectively bless the Styx and the Minghe, and the two sides confront each other, and immediately they are evenly matched. The battle is fierce, and when the battle is fierce, suddenly in the sky, It started to rain, with sadness and joy in the rain.

That was the meaning of rain from Xuan Ming, the sadness in the rain seemed to exist already, this sadness made Ming He feel like crazy, his eyes shone fiercely, and he fought more and more fiercely, the joy in the rain was Xuan Ming's love after reunion. Those who bring thoughts to Styx will give Styx encouragement.

The booming sound was earth-shattering. In the joy and sorrow of Yuyi, Styx fought against the Patriarch Styx of the previous era. This was his own fate. Like a big river, it keeps crashing.

The two seas of blood under their feet are even more like water and fire, with the will of two strong men, they want to submerge each other, assimilate them, and swallow them, so as to strengthen themselves and strengthen themselves.

"Shadow avatars, come out!" During the decisive battle, seeing that Styx could not do anything, the Styx of the previous era suddenly yelled loudly, and the roar fell, and suddenly, avatars appeared one after another in the sea of ​​blood under his feet, and the avatars were dressed in black. His eyes were cold and his breath was monstrous.

"Well, it seems that you are worthy of my fate, and you have cultivated so many clones? You have clones, and I also have blood god son, kill!" Seeing this, Styx smiled coldly.

In the sea of ​​blood under his feet, 12 blood god sons suddenly condensed, and the blood god sons breathed so much that they all roared, with blood-red lights shining in their eyes, and rushed to the opposite side.

"Bastard, if it weren't for my body, it was a body derived from usurping fate and cultivated together with the Fengshui world. The shadow clones, the cultivation days are short. The ancestors, my shadow clones can be cultivated to the same level as the main body. When the time comes, You will definitely die!" The ancestor Styx of the previous era was furious, and when he roared, his shadow clone on the sea of ​​blood also killed him.

At this moment, he and the 12 blood god sons of Styx fought ferociously in the two seas of blood, colliding again and again.

"What? The clone of the shadow can be cultivated to the same level as the main body?" Styx's heart trembled slightly, and he became more solemn than ever. At this level, he believed that Styx of the previous era would not lie to scare himself, and also, I can't scare myself at all.

Then what the other party said, that its main body can cultivate a shadow clone of exactly the same level, isn't that a lie?Styx, who is fighting this time, is just a life-stealing derivative. Although he is taller than him, his shadow clone is only comparable to that of a quasi-sage. , I must be dignified.

"Spirit Dao, My Dao Soul, Suppress Qiankun! Kill!" Seeing that he seemed to have no choice but to come from the fate of the previous era, Styx's face was grim, and he roared suddenly.

As the roar fell, his brows opened and closed with vertical eyes, his eyes were deep and blood-red, and bursts of soul light suddenly spewed out. Go,... Styx's face changed, showing a bit of shock. Obviously, Styx did not expect that Styx's soul art is so advanced.

"What? You have such attainments in the way of the soul. The peak of the seventeenth stage of the ancestors is comparable to my Fengshui master's cultivation level! Fengshui kills the game, fight!" The fate of the last century was shocked to see the soul of Styx. Surgery, eyelids twitched slightly, startled, roaring.

"Your feng shui killing game is strange to me, but my soul way is also strange to you, and the only same blood way comprehension, you must fail, hahahaha, kill!" Fighting to the extreme, Styx Like madness, the blood all over his body soared.

When stepping on the foot, the fire red lotus of the twelfth rank karma spins out. This lotus is comparable to the innate treasure, and its defense is invincible. It immediately gives Styx the upper hand in the battle against the blood path.

In the Minghe of the last era, the feng shui killing situation is indeed powerful, infinitely weird, including the art of space, and it is very fierce and powerful when confronted with the art of Styx's soul.

At this time, Styx's soul seal has been opened a lot, and he has reached the peak of Hunyuan Daluo, which is comparable to the peak of the seventeenth level of ancestor immortality in the previous era. Mobilize the power of Fengshui space to fight against the Styx Soul Art.

And what's left is the comprehension of the way of blood between the two, the confrontation between life and death?Styx of the previous era also had a profound comprehension of the way of blood!
Under the roaring sound, the sea of ​​blood in the sky was torn apart, Dao rhyme filled the air, and the fierce power swept across. The two swords of Styx came out together, cutting out a large amount of blood-colored Jianhe. Facing the ferocity that belongs to the blood path of the Styx, he slammed away.

Minghe Minghe also did not show any weakness. He roared, holding a sword in his hand, and cut out long black rivers, like Minglong, also charging towards the bloody blue dragon of Minghe.

"Boom, boom..." The sound of battle, the sound of roaring, mixed together, Styx suffered a catastrophe this time, like a life and death enemy, fiercely fighting, and is in the middle of a decisive battle.

... In the prehistoric Three Realms, there is also chaos. In Hezhou, Xiniu, Eighteen Hells, etc., Feng Shui is in operation, and the fortune is still being drawn, and it is getting faster and faster.

At this time, because of the silver pupil Yan Chuan was born and wanted to change the way of heaven, Pangu's will suddenly broke out and he fought with him. To the surprise of the saints and all the great supernatural powers, Pangu also agreed to change the sky, but what Pangu wanted was himself. His will can control the new way of heaven.

Yintong Yan Chuan naturally disagreed, so, with the new three thousand powers, the beam of light trembled again and again, and the endless dao rhyme spread, rumbling, followed by the Taoist ancestor Hongjun of Zixiao Palace, and the good fortune jade butterfly quickly Absorb the power of the prehistoric heaven, and change the sky quickly.

"The eight hundred ways of heaven have been changed. This...? Great God Pangu, Teacher Hongjun, what are you going to do to make the world live? Alas!" Nuwa had long stood aside, watching this scene with sadness in her eyes, It's just that neither Pangu nor the Dao of Heaven can be shaken by her. The [-] Dao of Heaven have been completely collected and controlled by Zixiao Gong Hongjun.

Instead of the previous eight hundred heavenly dao, it was the silver-eyed Yan Chuan, who transformed himself into eight hundred beams of dao power. Nuwa looked at this scene and felt anxious for a while: "The power of the number of heavens transformed by the silver-eyed man also has three Thousands, but it is much weaker than the prehistoric way of heaven. After all, the power of this way is only created, while the prehistoric way of heaven is derived from the great way.

It's just that, despite this, the Dao power of the silver-eyed people can also exert the peak power of a saint when it is functioning. This level of Dao power is equivalent to the peak of their seventeenth-level ancestors in the previous era. It is very powerful, and most saints cannot reverse it. What, let alone common people?
I don't know the new way of heaven, who will control it in the end, the god Pangu is better, if it is a strong man with silver pupils in the previous era, the consequences will be unimaginable, even if he says he will not enslave the common people. "

Speaking of this, Nu Wa was sad for a while, only feeling powerless, and her heart seemed to be filled with a great aggrieved feeling, blocked in a panic, and had nowhere to vent.She is not in a good condition at this time, her face is slightly pale, her hair is disheveled, and she is constantly outputting power to maintain the balance of the three realms.

"Compared to the previous era, I am prehistoric and too weak. If I have strong power, I will not be afraid of the invasion of the previous era. If the prehistoric people become stronger, they will be able to counterattack the previous era and drive away its invasion. Strength is respect, everything needs strength, hahahaha!" Looking at everything in front of her, Nuwa suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and agreed with the world.

The way of heaven is being replaced, more and more, the color of the sky is changing, and there are endless disasters. Only Nuwa supports it and stabilizes the world. The others are either fighting or are strong in the realm of quasi-sages. It doesn't have much effect either.

"Tian Xingjian, the human race is constantly striving for self-improvement, hold on!" Only the earth and immortal world wins Shenzhou in the east, the land of Kyushu, Confucius' half-step Hunyuan cultivation, leading Shennong, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and a group of powerful people, constantly strengthen the knot of Kyushu. Realm, stable fairyland.

"Your Majesty, why is this happening? What can I do about it? My Majesty, how are you...?" Just as Nuwa was grieving, a voice of concern suddenly sounded.

"Nezha, didn't I tell you to stay in Wa Palace, don't you come out? This catastrophe is very fierce, and saints are in danger of falling, so you are not allowed to run around in the Three Realms!" Nuwa was pulled back from her grief by this voice Generally, he turned his head abruptly and scolded.

"Mother, Nezha will protect myself, and I have to work hard to practice, and at this time in the prehistoric three realms, the power of heaven and earth is permeating, and the earth is filled with spiritual mist. My cultivation base is improving by leaps and bounds all the time. Nezha will not leave! Nezha must be strong Get up, only when you become strong can you not be bullied and your empress will not worry!" Nezha said firmly.

"Alas!" Nu Wa looked deeply at Nezha, suddenly sighed softly, and said, "Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, you seized the opportunity and broke through to the late quasi-sage stage!
Nezha, it is good that you have the heart of a strong man!Now that you have left Wa Palace, let's accept the last gift from the Dao of Heaven with all your heart. I have an innate spiritual treasure here. You can refine it quickly. If you can take this opportunity to cut out the third corpse, it would be great. "

With a wave of his hand, a ray of light from the spirit treasure flew out of his hand, heading straight for Nezha! !
"Thank you, Nezha, for planting it!" Nezha was slightly moved after hearing this.

In these years, Nezha has also grown up. He knows that he can't help Nuwa much with his ability, so he can only take the Lingbao, grit his teeth, and sit cross-legged in the void with firmness, absorbing the dispersion of heaven and earth. The power of the Tao swallowed the billowing aura into the body.

He wants to practice, he wants to break through and become stronger, this time, he wants to cut out the third corpse?
... Dongsheng Shenzhou, Huaguo Mountain, Shuilian Cave, Sun Wukong sheltered a group of monkeys and grandchildren, his body trembling, looking at the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and at the strong man with silver pupils who was about to transform into heaven, he showed an unbelievable expression , but, Sun Wukong is not stupid, he can naturally see that every strong man in the world is going to invade the prehistoric, he was shocked.

For the first time, he felt his insignificance. Before, although he knew that there were many people stronger than himself in the Three Realms, such as the Buddha, the master of the Demon Sect, his master Bodhi Patriarch, etc., he always felt that he Work hard and you can catch up.

But it wasn't until this day, when he saw the catastrophe of the world, that he realized that he was ignorant and ignorant before, and he finally understood what it means to be beyond the sky, which is very sad.

"My old grandson originally thought that the quasi-sage who broke through to kill two corpses was already the top group of powerhouses in the three realms, and even the Tathagata Buddha could do nothing to me, but now it seems that this idea is too ridiculous. Ahahaha!" Sun Wukong roared.

He is different from Nezha. Nezha has experienced the calamity of conferring gods. At that time, he followed Jiang Ziya, saw all the saints fighting, and the battle of destroying the world, and he was practicing beside Nuwa.

Nezha's vision has been opened, and he knows that there are countless strong men in the Three Realms, but Sun Wukong has always been lawless. Now he suddenly realized that there are so many powerful existences that he didn't know. He was shocked and horrified. When I went to my inner world and was shocked, I only felt that my whole life's cognition would be subverted.

"Boom boom!" Sun Wukong's heart was roaring, and the hostility in his eyes was getting stronger, and suddenly there was a roar in his mind, as if some dusty memory was torn apart all of a sudden.

Sun Wukong's body trembled, he sat cross-legged, and began to close his eyes to absorb Dao power, to absorb the memories in his mind that were dusty years ago, and the previous Dao enlightenment.

He was immersed in it, and suddenly there was a roar in his body, his momentum rose, and he suddenly broke through to the state of the late quasi-sage, but he hadn't woken up yet, and he was constantly enlightening, and he was rapidly enlightening.

... On the 33rd day, the two places, Dagu Holy Court and Chengtang Holy Court, are fighting roaring, the momentum is overwhelming, even the three corpses of the mastiff split the sky, hooking the demon emperor, and the Taishang Laojun, the body of Lao Tzu's good corpse. Together, standing far away from the feng shui formation, frowning and studying, hoping to find a way to destroy the feng shui formation of the Nether Ten Temples.

It's a pity that the two of them are just the bodies of three corpses, and the quasi-sage's cultivation base is great. This kind of power seems to be powerful, but it can't shake the feng shui array of the Nether Ten Temples at all, and they are powerless for a while.

"Zhong Shan in the Great Sacred Court has hidden such a cultivation level, and this level of strength is simply too terrifying!" Helpless against the Feng Shui formation, looking up at the sky, the Taishang Laojun's face was extremely ugly. Lao Tzu, I am in a mess today.

"This is the background of the last era. Alas, they are a time and space that has developed to the extreme, reached the peak, and is about to be destroyed. The number of strong people is far greater than the current prehistoric. Otherwise, Daozu Hongjun of Zixiao Palace would not Know how to control the way!" Gou Chen sighed.

"Well! It's just that there has been no movement in Lingxiao Tianting and Haotian, and since the beginning of the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and the beginning of chaos in the Three Realms, there has been a strange force covering Lingxiao Tianting, like a protective shield. Is it like a paradise, and the catastrophe of heaven and earth has not affected it?" Taihang Laojun was puzzled.

"Haotian? This kid looks weak, but he is not simple. He hides very deeply... and his ambition is very huge!" Gou Chen suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing this.

"But no matter how ambitious he is, he is only a quasi-sage. Even if the emperor absorbs the energy of the heavens and the power of the people, he can only exert half a step of Hunyuan power at most, and he has not even revealed half a step of Hunyuan power. Yes?" Taishang Laojun frowned.

"The more he doesn't expose, the more forbearing he is, it proves that his scheming is deeper, so he can sit safely in the Lingxiao Palace at all times, either waiting for death, or he is sure to protect himself. I didn't feel it before, but now, this son of Haotian, he is It's unpredictable!" With the body of three corpses, Gou Chen turned his head to look at Ling Xiao Tianting, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)