The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 311

The Immortal Demon Ancient Sect quickly regained its calm. Even though it had been known for a long time that it would not be so easy to break through the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, the mastiff cracked the sky and devoured the heaven and earth, but I was a little disappointed in my heart. However, this is the way of cultivation, haste makes waste, Very helpless.

Carrying Nuwa, the two quickly stepped into the suzerain hall, and the door of the main hall was closed with a bang!

"Om!" After a while, there was a strange dao rhyme spreading high above the main hall of the suzerain, but it was the two of them who continued their dual cultivation, mutually improving their strength.

"Well, the empress and the suzerain are cultivating together again? Is the law of yin and yang really so wonderful that people like the empress and the suzerain can't get tired of it!" Inside the demon sect, there are nine mountains surrounding the center, and the top of a small mountain. There was a burst of curiosity in Zha's eyes.

After the help of the mastiff cracking the sky last time, Nezha's cultivation base has been straight up, and now he is a half-step existence at the peak of Hunyuan, which is already very powerful. I can't see it, but I can't hide it from Nezha's perception.

"It doesn't matter, although I didn't inform the Three Realms, the empress and the suzerain have long been a Taoist couple. It's normal for them to do this... It's just that my cultivation has fallen into a bottleneck, and it's hard to get stronger in a short time. I really don't know. When did you encounter the opportunity to make a breakthrough? Alas!" Nezha couldn't help but frown when he thought of his own cultivation.

Then he changed his expression again, frowned and said: "Also, among my three corpses, the divine body is still in Lingxiao Tianting, I can only sense that the divine body is still alive.

As for the specific status, I still don't know?Actually lost contact with the main body? "

Sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, he frowned and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why, so Nezha had to close his eyes and comprehend it through the primordial purple energy.

... In the battle of Zhuxian Formation, after the breakthrough of the leader of Tongtian, Lao Tzu also showed the ferocious side of the leader of the previous generation of saints in the ancient fairy demon sect. When fighting against the queen of mastiff, he even threatened to challenge the number of days after Jiazi?And, what's even more shocking is that the number of days has expired?
"The number of days is not the first time. God's punishment is sent down to kill Lao Tzu, but to fight. This in itself is a recognition of Lao Tzu's strength. Could it be that Lao Tzu is really so powerful?" They were all in doubt.

The world is long, time is like a melancholy, and half a year passes by in a flash.

During the past 30 years, the prehistoric world has been completely silent. Although the various forces are still fighting and fighting, the real peak powerhouses are very calm. Their spiritual thoughts are always concerned about the movement of Shouyang Mountain and the Bajing Palace...there, But it is where Lao Tzu's Taoist temple is located.

"Om!" Half a year later, this year, this day, there was a sudden loud noise in the sky, and the next moment, the color of the sky changed, and the earth roared. Inside, the purple air came thirty thousand li from the east?
The boundless vision was exposed, and the rhythm of heaven filled the sky!

"This kind of vision, someone became a saint again? In the battle of Zhuxian in the past, the blood god son of the ancestor of the blood sea Minghe slaughtered several saints in a row, and his ancestor's cultivation base skyrocketed, and within half a year, the lack of saint habits This position will be filled by ancestors one after another, this time this is the last one!" Suddenly, a great supernatural power screamed in the void.

"The saints who have proved the Dao these few times are all from the last era, ten levels of ancestor immortality, or even stronger cultivators. Obviously, this is the number of days Yan Chuan will order, prepare in advance, and increase strength for the battle against the Bajing Palace! "There are also prehistoric cultivators who look at the vision of heaven and earth with emotion.

"I am prehistoric, and I am still too weak. I hope I can succeed against the sky. If the sky is mastered by Pan Gu, he may be able to guide the way for the common people!" All of them have heavy faces and expectant eyes.

Yang Jiu Yin Liu, just when the vision of heaven and earth, the purple energy came from the east, and No. 15 saints returned to their thrones, deep in the Nether Blood Sea, there was a dark red area, and the fourth clone of Styx was sitting cross-legged, with fierce eyes. As soon as he opened it, he looked up at the sky, his eyes were cold for a while: "The practitioners of the last discipline are indeed very intelligent, and they can actually create such a thing as the number of days, eh!

With the will of a cultivator, it is not easy to be able to bestow the holy position at will. Heh, it is a pity that in the wild, even if you have no fate, your body is still suppressed for a whole heavenly realm. Against the odds, there is hope.

As for me, the exchange of beast supernatural powers, I don't know if it can work in this battle?

Forget it, after 30 years, I will slaughter the saint again and improve the cultivation of the ancestors of this body. Only when the strength is strong and the ability of the exchange beast evolves, can I be qualified to wait for the opportunity! "

The fourth avatar of Styx, although it has the appearance of the son of the blood god, is actually the body of an exchange beast. When he whispered to himself at this moment, the light in his eyes flickered for a while!

... At the same time, the silent Bajing Palace was filled with Taoism. On a futon, Lao Tzu's body sat cross-legged, as motionless as a mountain, and above his head, Qingyun rose.

Suddenly, in Qingyunli, a light flashed, and it was the Taoist Shangqing who jumped out!
"One qi transforms the three qings, merging the qi of Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing. It is almost perfect. It's time to completely integrate into the body. Otherwise, I can't be stronger!" Lao Tzu's body slowly unfolded The eyes, the eyes are deep, outside the body, the rhyme of Taoism is inaction.

"Boom boom!" When the voice fell, Taoist Shangqing was calm, with the arrogance of a young cultivator, and the courage to go forward and cling to the Tao. The voice resounded: "Shangqing, Rong!"

The voice was mysterious and mysterious, Lao Tzu's body trembled, and his body suddenly exuded a sharp energy that was only possessed by the Master Tongtian. Although it was not sword intent, it was also arrogant.

"Boom boom boom..." There was a loud noise like a landslide and a volcanic eruption coming out of Lao Tzu's body. He hadn't broken through yet, but he was more perfect, and his whole body seemed to have transformed.

Ten years, in the blink of an eye!

The past ten years have been very peaceful. However, outside the Bajing Palace, new saints began to arrive one after another, and a large number of strong men gathered here, either waiting to watch the battle, or each with their own ghosts.

The saints are divided into two factions, there are the third prince Long, Meng Ke, the Madonna of Guiling, , etc., and there are others, but they are the saints of the previous era headed by Ran Deng, Shang Yang, , and others. , the two sides were vigilant and confronted each other, but they did not fight.

"Om!" Until the first ten years passed, on this day, in the Bajing Palace, Taoist Shangqing was completely integrated by Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu himself became more and more perfect... When the Taoist rhyme was lingering, Taoist Yuqing suddenly lifted a cloud from the top of Lao Tzu's head. He jumped out with a calm expression on his face.

Yuqing is a middle-aged man, dressed in a brocade robe, with a majestic face, full of noble aura, just like the aura unique to Yuan Tianzun, Lao Tzu shouted: "Yuqing, Rong!"

Daoist Yuqing, equally calm, stepped into Lao Tzu's body and merged with him.

"Boom boom boom..." Lao Tzu's body roared again, his soul trembled slightly, and his temperament seemed to be middle-aged, less impulsive and noble.

And it was this year, this day, in the Bajing Palace Dojo, thousands of miles away, among the saints, two parties started fighting, as if they had been suppressed for too long, and finally couldn't help but burst out.

"Boom!" In this battle, the battles of the saints were earth-shattering, causing the sky to tremble and all living beings to fear. This battle lasted for a whole year, and under the impact of the aftermath, mountains fell apart and the ground cracked.

"Liangyi Mote Formation! Protect my Shouyang Mountain, drink!" Outside the Bajing Palace, Lao Tzu's eldest disciple, Master Xuandu, had an ugly expression on his face, looked into the distance coldly, and shouted loudly.

While roaring, he flicked the whisk in his hand, and the light of the Bajing Palace exploded. No matter how the saint fought, no matter how he attacked, he was still unable to shake Shouyang Mountain and the Bajing Palace!
"As expected of me, outside of the dojo, you are not affected at all by fighting like this?" Suddenly, at the moment when the saints were fighting fiercely, the fourth clone of Styx, twisting nothingness, stepped on the sea of ​​blood, and a phantom of three thousand powers Accompanied, with the general trend of the world came.

"Well, this junior has met Patriarch Styx!" Seeing Styx, all the expressions on the scene changed, one after another, the Third Prince Long, Meng Ke, , and other sages bowed respectfully.

"Styx, he seems to be stronger than in the past? Hiss..." The eyelids of the burning lamps jumped wildly. Obviously, the battle of Zhuxian Formation and Styx Tusheng left a shadow on them.

Almost instantly, all the strong men retreated a long distance when they saw Styx!

"Styx, what do you want?" At this moment, a blue lotus blossomed out of the head of Saint Kunpeng, and while spinning, the cold questioning voice of the lotus god sounded.

"Lian Shen? I know you, the transcendent person from the last era! Heh, you'd better be honest with me. Although you can live forever, if my main body strikes, it's easy to seal you, and you can't escape!" Ming He's fourth avatar said in a cold voice.

"You, Patriarch Styx, don't think that I'm really afraid of you. Even if your body has eighteen levels of cultivation, so what? My master respects them, and they will come soon, not to mention that I have transcended and can't be killed. , even if you seal me up, when the master comes, you can still save me, hahahaha!" Lian Shen's face was extremely ugly, but he also had support.

What he said is right, those who transcend themselves will live forever! !
Because of his immortality, he is more fearless, even though Styx is stronger than himself, but even though Lian Shen is afraid, he is not frightened or desperate.He firmly believed in his heart that even if he was sealed, Master would be able to rescue him from Styx's main body.

Obviously Lian Shen has great confidence in the strength of his master! !
"Oh, if your master comes, I will deal with it myself!" Ming He sneered upon hearing this.

"It's just you, the soul technique of the heavenly realm, the blood way of the primeval peak? You are also worthy of confronting my master, is it ridiculous?" Lian Shen screamed wildly, as if mocking in his heart.

He has been in Honghuang for a while, and naturally he has a certain understanding of the world's cultivators, especially the strength of peerless powerhouses such as Minghe and Hongjun Daozu. At most, He only has eighteen levels of ancestor immortal cultivation.

At this moment, Lian Shen naturally didn't know that Styx was just hiding his cultivation base, and he didn't use it until the time of the real duel... Lian Shen only felt that Styx was talking so arrogantly here, as if he didn't know how powerful his master was. .

"Depending on me, you will see sooner or later that on the day of my decisive battle with your master, as of now, your body is still safely huddled in Beiminghai, otherwise, I will personally strike and seal you!" Styx There was a slight chill in his eyes, and a fierce light flashed.

"Hmph!" Lian Shen snorted coldly, dissatisfied in his heart, but had no choice but to swallow his anger.

Ming He flicked his sleeves, ignored the God of Lotus, let alone glanced at the heroes present, but turned his head to look at the Bajing Palace, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Is it more perfect?"

With the arrival of Styx's fourth avatar, he had a dialogue with the detached lotus god, and successfully shocked everyone. All the heroes present fell silent, and the saints immediately ceased fighting.

"Hmm!" Following Styx's gaze, all the strong men looked at Bajing Palace!

Everyone is still waiting for the last time. Outside the Bajing Palace, there is a dead silence, and the years are long. In the blink of an eye, the second ten years have passed, and the last ten years are left?
"Om!" It was Jiazi's invitation to fight, with only the last ten years left, Taoist Taiqing jumped out of the Daotai of Bajing Palace, inside Laozi Qingyun, surrounded by dao rhyme.

Daoist Taiqing is an old man with star-like eyes, deep gaze, and the aura that exudes from his body is only after he has gone through all the vicissitudes of life and experienced too much glitz in the world.

"Taiqing Daoist of the Three Purities, Rong!" Lao Tzu's body yelled in a low voice, and the breath of Taiqing Taoist was mixed, and the Taoist rhyme was lingering, as if returning to the original, and gradually integrated into the body.

Immediately, bursts of roars resounded inside Lao Tzu's body. During the roar, there was a sudden loud bang between heaven and earth. Ten thousand zhang auspicious clouds floated in the sky, celestial music fluttered. Profound, just like doing nothing?
"Boom!" A huge fighting intent bombarded the sky. This fighting intent was extremely powerful, earth-shattering, and Lao Tzu's terrifying aura, like rising, enveloped the Three Realms.

"Lao Tzu, you are even more perfect. Although you haven't broken through to the peak of Hunyuan Daluoxian yet? But, if you try this battle, you have a glimmer of hope!" Ming He narrowed his eyes.

"Is this Lao Tzu? He is worthy of being the leader of all saints. When he fought against Lian Shen and Mastiff Cracking Heaven before, it was not the limit of his realm in the late stage of Hunyuan!" At this moment, all the peak powerhouses in the entire Three Realms looked at him one after another. Looking into the Bajing Palace, the eyelids twitched wildly.

"Integrating the Qi of Sanqing actually makes you almost perfect, Lao Tzu!" On Jinao Island, in Biyou Palace, the leader of Tongtian Cult sat cross-legged, and Qingping sword trembled on both knees.

"Ching!" A faint sword cry, as if expecting to challenge Lao Tzu.

However, Master Tongtian quickly suppressed the trembling of the Qingping sword, his face extremely solemn.

"Lao Tzu, I hope you succeed. After this battle, I should move. Only when my cultivation level breaks through and I continue to grow stronger, can I get revenge for my brother's blood feud!" , Amitabha suddenly clasped his hands together.

The former Beiming Sea, the current Ten Thousand Lotus Sea, the Lotus God appeared from a blue lotus flower, and he also looked at the Bajing Palace, with an extremely ugly expression: "Taishang Laozi?"

There was a cold light in the eyes of Lian Shen, showing a ferocious look, and he wanted to go out of Wanlianhai to the Bajing Palace to kill Lao Tzu. However, thinking of Lao Tzu's ferocity and his own injuries, he gave up the idea again, and Lao Tzu became stronger. Is my injury not healed, most likely hard to please?
And, more importantly, thinking of the fourth avatar of Styx, even though he was very unwilling and unconvinced, Lian Shen was still a little frightened. River means torment ah?
The world is long, the last ten years are slowly passing by in a sixty-year period!
In the Bajing Palace, the aura belonging to Lao Tzu is becoming more and more terrifying, permeating the sky and the earth, covering the entire three realms, vast and boundless, with the inaction of Tao, Lao Tzu merged with Taiqing Qi.

"Boom boom!" Until this year, this day, the gate of the Bajing Palace burst open, and Lao Tzu completely integrated the spirit of the Three Purities, as if he had reached a perfect level, and came walking on crutches.

"Tat Tat Tat!" The sound of unhurried footsteps came from the hall, and almost all the cultivators around, including the saints, felt a chill in their hearts, as if they were terrified.

"It feels so powerful, much stronger than it was before Jiazi?" Outside the Bajing Palace, the fourth clone of Styx, his eyelids twitched slightly, also looked at Lao Tzu.

"Yan Chuan, who is numbered in the sky, usurps the way of heaven, for the hatred of heaven and earth, and the hatred of the common people in the prehistoric and desolate worlds. I am the Taiqing Daotian Venerable Lao Tzu, this time, I will fight to the death with you, Yan Chuan!

Come out, days are numbered! "The old man's face was calm, and when he looked up, he let out a low shout.

"Boom, boom!" Lao Tzu's voice fell, the sky and the earth were empty, and there was a sudden silence, and then only saw that the earth fairy world was surging, the color of the sky changed, and the eyes of the sky slowly opened. Wei, shrouded down.

"I? Since you have the heart, let's start!" Tianshu Yan Chuan shouted.

"Outside of the Bajing Palace, within a radius of a million miles, all cultivators who have cultivated above the tenth stage of the ancestors will attack with all their strength, destroy the Bajing Palace dojo, and besiege Lao Tzu's body. Anyone who does not try their best will be wiped out!" The eye of the sky, overlooking Then, he coldly snorted and ordered.

Suddenly, a wave of heavenly power shrouded everyone's hearts, including the saints!

In the past Jiazi years, too many monks have gathered around the Bajing Palace, many of them were sent here under the influence of the Eye of Heaven, like generals, to besiege the Bajing Palace. At this moment, these people trembled , and surrounded the Bajing Palace.

"Boom!" One after another with a powerful momentum, locked on the Bajing Palace, locked on Lao Tzu.

Can be counted by the sky, come outside the Bajing Palace, and participate in this battle, how can it be the weak?The lowest level is above the eleventh level of the ancestor, obviously from the previous era.

Above the Eleventh Level of Zuxian, it is already comparable to half-step Hunyuan. At this moment, it is mobilized by the number of days, and it is close to more than 200. The strength of the cultivation base is uneven, but they are all terrifying.

The background hidden in the prehistoric world of the last era is almost halfway here. Styx narrowed his eyes slightly, flashing a cold light, and said in a deep voice: "The Palace of Eight Views has a radius of a million miles and has been set up as a battlefield. In the end, no one can get out, so let's start!"

Saying that, Styx's fourth avatar looked at Lao Tzu, obviously waiting for his action.

I took a deep breath, and suddenly flicked my sleeves!
The entire Bajing Palace has a radius of a million miles, the sky is dim and the ground is dark. Lao Tzu’s skinny right hand slowly raised the crutch, pointing at the sky, and lightly pointed at the sky. Immediately, except for the cultivator, everything in a million miles seemed to be frozen. , Lao Tzu's eyes stared.

"The number of days, come here!" When Lao Tzu spoke, his body shook slightly, and after a while, his body became stiff and motionless, as if he himself had also been hit by the "fixing body" technique.

"Om!" Suddenly, a purple light and shadow slowly flew out of Lao Tzu's silhouette. The appearance of the light and shadow was exactly the same as Lao Tzu's.

"The primordial spirit is out of the body?" Ming He suddenly shrank his pupils and looked up at that day.

"Boom!" However, above the sky, the pupils of the Eye of Numbers changed dramatically. It was originally silver, but now it looked gray, but now it appeared purple. The purple light was extremely fierce. Occupying the seat of the pupil and carrying a strange power, it spreads around, as if to occupy the entire Eye of Heaven.

(End of this chapter)