The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 338

The change of Qi Shuyunhai made the subjects of the Great Qin Heavenly Court ecstatic, but for the cultivation of the prehistoric and desolate three realms, it was like changing the world. They all cried out sadly and unacceptably: "How could it be, the son of the Great Qin Fu Su and Tu Yuanyuan?" , Li Tianting?"

In the quiet and peaceful dojo that was closed to the outside world, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva suddenly clasped his hands together, his eyes were slightly complicated, and he let out a long sigh: "The Primordial Heavenly Venerable has also fallen!

The old friends left one by one, first Zhunti, then Tongtian and Dijun, are you Yuanyuan Tianzun gone now?Haha, next, whose turn is it, me? "

Saying this, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva closed his eyes tightly and recited scriptures, which are Buddhist scriptures for salvation, as if he was sending off to the original god.Before Tongtian, Dijun, and each of them fell, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva would recite a scripture. Although he understood that this scripture had no effect on Tongtian and Dijun, he still wanted to do it this way.

"But I don't know, if I fall, someone will read a scripture for me, alas!" Soon after a scripture was read, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva opened his eyes suddenly and let out a soft sigh.

"Yuan Tianzun, fell! Ha, sure enough, the destiny slate has a sense of the body, and the power of fate is getting stronger and more mysterious. All this is very strange, why?" On the coast of the East China Sea, the fighting candle dragon , full of doubts.

He naturally felt the fall of the original Tianzun, and also through the connection with the body, he realized the rhythm of the fate slate when the original Tianzun fell, as if he had absorbed something from the original Tianzun?Zhulong was full of doubts and puzzled.

"Zhulong, those who know the current affairs are heroes, and I am the supreme dragon clan of the last era. You, the prehistoric dragon clan, have no choice but to give up the world and give your luck to me. You have no choice but to surrender completely. Your strength is qualified. How about being an elder of my Dragon Clan, and my deity allows you to be only under me?" During the battle, an old man shouted from afar.

When the old man rushed out, he swayed and turned into a huge dragon. The dragon's body was tens of thousands of feet long, straddling the sea. His dragon's beard was flowing, his mouth was roaring, and his angry eyes were towering.

"Boom!" As soon as the dragon came out, a mighty dragon's power swept across the world, and it mainly went straight to Zhulong's place, and suppressed it with a bang. That momentum, fifteen times?
"Ancestral Immortal Fifteenth Layer Peak, the Supreme Dragon Clan of the last era, ha, you are so ridiculous, a timid and fearful dragon like you is also qualified to be the Supreme Dragon Clan? Hahaha, if you come out and face me right from the start Challenge, I still admire you, but unfortunately you didn't, you let a group of subordinates, a group of other strong people besiege, waiting for me to hit hard.

I just came out at this time, intending to reap the benefits of being a fisherman, ha, you, you are not worthy to lead my prehistoric dragon clan, you are not worthy to be the supreme dragon clan, kill! "Zhulong stared and shouted loudly.

When he roared, he had already shown his dragon body, which was also tens of thousands of feet high, hovering between the sea and the sky. When he appeared, he swallowed clouds and mist, and there was a destructive thunder condensed between the branches of the dragon's horns. , a series of thunders rushed out with a roar.

"Stubborn, Zhulong, you have been seriously injured, and you are powerless to return to heaven. If you don't surrender, you will die, kill!" The supreme dragon clan from the previous era rushed towards him ferociously with a ferocious face.

"Bastard, I'm going to besiege and kill Candle Dragon, he has already been seriously injured, it's ridiculous for your dragon clan to take advantage of it now!" Among the heroes who besieged Candle Dragon, one of them suddenly shouted angrily.

"Let's go together, what do I, Zhulong, have to fear? Ang!" Zhulong's dragon chant shook the sky.

He came out ferociously, with ferociousness, and with the will of Styx's second clone, he directly used the dragon body to fight against the heroes. This battle was difficult.

Since the start of the war, Zhulong can't remember how many years have passed. He fought like crazy. His whole body was dripping with blood, as if he had turned into a blood dragon. , fell and was killed.

He killed madness, killed arrogance, and made many powerhouses of the previous era frightened. Even the dragon supreme of the previous era hid in the dark and did not dare to come out for a while.

Until now, he thought that the candle dragon was almost exhausted, so he jumped out, released the dragon's power, and wanted to subdue the dragon clan.The supreme dragon clan of the previous era, the fifteenth level of the ancestor immortal, is comparable to Zhulong's cultivation level. He thought that if he appeared, Zhulong would grab the straw and ask for help, begging himself to help the dragon clan through the disaster. Then surrender.

It's a pity, this Dragon Clan Supreme thinks too much?Zhulong flatly refused, and the sarcasm in his mouth made him angry, heh, are you stubborn?If you don't surrender, you will die!

"Angang..." Between the sea and the sky, above the sky, there was a tragic and desolate dragon chant, and when the battle roared, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and clouds rolled back, and nothingness was distorted.

"Zhulong, kill my brother, die for me now!" Suddenly, one of the fourteenth layers of ancestors participating in the siege saw that Zhulong seemed to be seriously injured, with ferocious eyes, and came to kill him.

This was a sneak attack. He took advantage of Zhulong's confrontation with the supreme dragon clan of the previous era to attack and kill him in one fell swoop. The long sword in his hand cut out a river of swords.

"A despicable villain who only knows how to attack, ang!" Zhulong was extremely furious, his chest was bursting with anger, and his heart of hatred was burning. Amidst the roar, he was fearless. Tail, with a ferocious resistance.

Dragon Tail and Jianhe clash!There was a loud bang, like destroying the dead, Jianhe collapsed, and the Zuxian Shishi heavy mouth sprayed blood, with horror in his eyes: "How could it be, you..."

He was terrified, he couldn't believe that Zhulong had such explosive power at the end, and when he retreated quickly, he used various spells to try to resist, but it was a pity that this was Zhulong's full blow, how could he resist?Under the dragon's tail, the whole person burst into pieces.

"Ha, Zhulong, confront me head-on, you still dare to be distracted, die!" The Dragon Clan Supreme of the previous era raised his head to the sky and roared, taking advantage of this moment, he vomited that the Dragon Clan fell down.

His dragon ball was extremely bright, bursting out with ten thousand feet of light, smashing towards Zhulong's body like a star, and a cold murderous aura rushed towards his face. The murderous aura was full of ruthlessness. The supreme dragon clan of the first era, I have been preparing for a long time.

"Boom, ang!" The loud sound was overwhelming, and Candle Dragon's sad dragon chant resounded through it.

"Zhulong, it seems that you are very proud, and you don't want to submit to me no matter what you say, then well, you must die, the dragon clan, I can only be the supreme one!" the dragon roared.

"What's the matter with death? You and I will fight again..." Zhulong was fearless. Regardless of his physical injuries, he had a ferocious expression, and with indifferent eyes, he charged swiftly and violently. The lord of the Dragon Clan in the previous era, fought to the death.

The booming sound was earth-shattering, and Zhulong was severely injured at this moment, but he had to face, besides the supreme dragon clan of the previous era, there were other strong people who were caught in a tight siege for a while.

There is no way to go to the sky, no way to enter the earth, the sea, land and air are blocked, and in all directions, there are all the strong men from the previous era, watching with covetous eyes.There is no way, the luck of the four seas, the blessings of the aura in the sea are too coveted, so that there were many in the last era of besieging Zhulong.

Years, just like this little by little, two Jiazi, 120 years, 120 years later, between the sea and the sky, the candle dragon uttered the last dragon cry, and the entire ten thousand-foot dragon body exploded with a roar, rolling power, with ferocity, and took away Losing the lives of fourteen ancestors of the last generation, even the Dragon Clan Supreme was severely injured.

"Bastard, stubborn and unreliable people, deserve to die, roar!" The group of heroes roared angrily.

"Boom!" When the candle dragon fell, there was a sudden roar between the sky and the earth, and the four seas were churning endlessly. The hundreds of millions of aquatic people in the sea felt sad, and the sky seemed to have collapsed.

In the North Sea, on an island, the third prince Long was fighting with several masters from the previous era. He fought to the extreme, his face turned ferocious...Suddenly, there was a mournful cry from heaven and earth, and a great panic shrouded the third prince Long. heart, he wants to cry?
"The patriarch has fallen, no...!" Prince Long's eyes were bloodshot in an instant, and he roared with grief and resentment.

"Bastard, this guy is crazy, let's go together, he is at the end of his strength, he won't last long, kill!" The surrounding heroes of the previous era suddenly screamed.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The heroes responded, and all kinds of supernatural powers were displayed with a roar. Soon, three days later, the third prince Long was seriously injured and was already dying.

"Ah, Patriarch!" The third prince Long screamed in grief and indignation for the last time, and suddenly fell into a coma. The heroes of the previous era were ecstatic, and were about to step forward to slay the dragon, feeling cramped?
Suddenly, the void in the North Sea twisted here, and with a click, a void crack appeared. In the crack, a huge dragon power roared out. All the heroes couldn't help but stop, and only saw a dragon ball in the crack. The light was bright and fell down.

"Boom boom!" The dragon clan merged into the head of the third prince Long, and the light exploded. The third prince's dragon body disappeared between twists and turns, leaving only the blank faces of the heroes present.

"Ang!" In the same year and this day, not long after the candle dragon fell, the heroes of the previous era were busy going deep into the world, searching for treasures, and occupying the blessed land and cave. When an elder of the dragon clan surrendered.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, on the sky of the Kyushu of the human race, Ji Xuanyuan, who was fighting, and the huge dragon soul behind the emperor Xuanyuan of the human race, let out a mournful howl, and the roar shook the sky and the earth, echoing in the sky.

"The fall of the candle dragon, well, this is part of the inheritance of the candle dragon. It was passed on to me through my dragon soul, and his Taoism, and a part of the power of the dragon soul, strengthen my dragon soul, and the dragon soul grows stronger. My martial arts will surely go further!" At this moment, Ji Xuanyuan's heart was shaken, and for some reason, hearing the mournful roar of the dragon soul, his heart was very painful.

"Zhulong, I am grateful for your gift. If my human race ever rises, I will definitely help the dragon clan. The descendants of me, Ji Xuanyuan, are of Yanhuang blood, and will always be the descendants of the dragon!" Ji Xuanyuan did not reject the candle. The inheritance of the dragon, even if it will have a great cause and effect with the dragon clan, so what?At this moment, he needs it!
"Boom!" During the fight, Ji Xuanyuan's aura suddenly surged up and down, the dragon's might was vast, and there was monstrous martial arts qi and blood, spreading out, as if it had just reached the sun.

"How come? This momentum is, Ji Xuanyuan, you want to break through!" Immediately besieging the human race, an ancestor immortal of the previous era, the fifteenth level, stared in the eyes, and screamed in disbelief.

"Ji Xuanyuan is ferocious. Before the fourteenth level of ancestor immortality, he could kill the ordinary fifteenth level of ancestor immortality. We can't let him break through, stop him, kill him!" a cultivator roared.

Immediately, all the heroes of the previous era made their moves one by one, each with ferocious eyes, and roared to kill, Ji Xuanyuan was fearless, the Xuanyuan sword was unmatched in power, the sword energy was like a dragon, and its power was boundless. During the battle, when it was ferocious, its aura suddenly rose , more and more fierce.

Through the dragon soul, Ji Xuanyuan obtained a part of the inheritance of the candle dragon. This inheritance contains Taoism and the power of the dragon soul. This inheritance is extremely precious. It is a foregone conclusion for Ji Xuanyuan's breakthrough in martial arts. , cheered in my heart, the strong men of the previous era, their faces were extremely ugly, and they all shouted in hatred: "How come, broke through?"

"Xuanyuan Sword, kill, kill!" Ji Xuanyuan naturally couldn't explain, and struck fiercely.

The world is long, the years pass by like this, the candle dragon falls, and the inheritance is divided into two. The dragon ball contains part of the power of the candle dragon, and it is also a symbol of the supreme leader of the four seas. , was teleported to a corner of the prehistoric world by the dragon ball, presumably when the sun is born in the future, the dragon's power will be overwhelming.

The other part, the power of the dragon soul of Zhulong, and a lot of Taoism, through the connection of the essence and blood of the martial soul, passed to Ji Xuanyuan in the dark, and Ji Xuanyuan got this gift and made a breakthrough.

60 years passed in a blink of an eye. Countless beings were enslaved by the previous era in the southeast, northwest, and the land of the Shui tribe. Countless cultivators rose up to resist and fell one by one.

The dragons of the four seas are even more humiliated. They were banned in their bodies by the supreme dragons of the previous era, oppressing and submitting. , It is an even more humiliating torture. Speaking of it, this Jiazi, the Dragon Clan, and the Shui Clan are all the sorrow of blood and tears.

"Om!" In a strange, empty space, a ray of consciousness of Zhulong slowly came to life, and suddenly, he felt that the force of fate enveloped him.

"I am now in the state of a true spirit, and I have not completely fallen. So, when I fell, the slate of fate absorbed a piece of my true spirit? Under fate, I seem to be dead, but not completely. My The body, soul, and even all the power collapsed, but my true spirit and will still exist. When I fell, I was taken into this space by the slate of fate, hahaha, so it is like this?

In this way, every strong man in the prehistoric world fell, and the rhythm of fate in the fate slate was probably the same, absorbing one of their true spirits, um, is it what I guessed, just look at it! "Zhulong's thoughts turned and he thought.

He immediately spread his perception farther, and suddenly, his true spirit trembled, as if he felt a cold sword intent, the sword intent was very familiar, is it Tongtian, is it the true spirit?

"Sure enough, not only Tongtian, but also Emperor Jun's true spirit, and even the one who fell before, Zhunti True Spirit? Their true spirits have all fallen into a long sleep, and only here is me. Perhaps it is because of the relationship between the main body and the avatar. I just woke up!" Zhulong thought.

"It's just that the slate of fate absorbs the true spirits of all the peak powerhouses in the prehistoric world. If the true spirits are still there, there is a chance of resurrection. However, I have a feeling that everything is not so simple. It seems that there is an invisible The big hand plucked the string of fate, and, I actually feel that the power of the fate slate is transforming my true spirit, transforming in a strange direction? Hmm!" Zhulong thought, continued to analyze, and said in a tone With doubts: "Slate of Destiny, what are you going to do?"

The slate of fate is extremely strange, even if the main body makes it recognize the master, it cannot fully grasp it. Therefore, even the main body of Styx can only feel the rhythm of fate several times before, as if it was in the hands of Di Jun, Tong Tian, ​​, and others. At the time of the fall, the power of fate exploded, what did it absorb, and what did it change?However, I don't know the specifics.

But now, Zhulong has fallen, and Zhulong is Styx's second avatar. When he fell, he felt the change of his own true spirit as if he had experienced it personally.

"It turns out that the rhythm of the slate of destiny is a true spirit that absorbs a peerless powerhouse. This is by no means as simple as leaving a chance for resurrection! What is the mystery?" In the vastness, there was darkness, standing in the roaring sea of ​​blood On, Styx thought in his heart.

His face was gloomy for a while, and he fought with the heroes of the eighteen heavens, such as the Great Virtuous Lord of the previous era, the Tomb Immortal King, and was unparalleled in ferocity. His hair was like blood, his nature was like a demon, his blood was like a demon, and his eyes were extremely cold. During the battle, he didn't feel tired at all?
On the contrary, his spirit became more and more exciting. As time went by, between the prehistoric world and the catastrophe, more and more people fell, and the power of countless blood poured into his blood sea, and the whole body of Styx Up and down, the momentum suddenly soared, and the combat power was against the sky.

"Impossible, how could this happen? You, you are super supernatural, and you are getting stronger and stronger. The more you fight, the stronger you become, the more frustrated you become, the more courageous you are. This is impossible?" The Tomb Immortal King roared.

"Boundless virtue, Styx, show me the fight!" The great virtue Zun Wu Zhao was extremely hideous.

After fighting for so long, they naturally discovered that Styx is getting more and more fierce here, and the power seems to be getting stronger and stronger. Yuantu and Abi Sword, under the wave, the blood river is mighty, like a strip of horses, rushing to, let Waiting for others by myself is a bit difficult.

There is no breakthrough in Styx's Dao of Blood. After all, if the Dao of Blood wants to break through at the current state of cultivation, it is definitely not a matter of simply slaughtering the common people and letting the sea of ​​blood absorb the blood.The way of blood, if you want to break through stronger, you still need a big opportunity?

But sometimes, not breaking through does not mean that the power cannot be stronger. The fusion of common people's blood makes the sea of ​​blood under the feet more majestic, like the source of Styx's power. But can it display the combat power of the Heavenly Dao Realm?
"Impossible? Your fighting spirit and momentum are still rising, how could it be...!" The eyelids of the heroes of the previous era jumped wildly, and they all screamed in shock.

They looked at Styx in disbelief. In the seventeen heavens of ancestor immortality, in the future time and space shrouded by this avenue, they could still leapfrog challenges. How fierce is the way of blood of the prehistoric Styx?If such a murderous person breaks through the eighteenth level in the future, then...

"Hahaha, Fuxi of the last era really has clever means, the way of heaven is reincarnated, crush his gossip for me, roar!" On the other side, Hongjun Daozu also loosened his hair and roared ferociously. Three thousand heavenly ways, rolling in circles.

On the ever-changing continent of Yudie, Fuxi from the last era, Dao Zun, Dao Zun, , and the eighteenth heavenly powerhouses of the ancestral immortals are besieging Dao Zu Hongjun, and the two sides are fighting fiercely.

(End of this chapter)