The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 45 Persuading Zulong
The prehistoric world, the western land, the blue immortal light that day pierced the sky, accompanied by a loud roar, a majestic and ancient momentum swept across all directions, making endless creatures in every corner of the prehistoric, trembling with fear, Qi knelt down and bowed down, all of them kowtowed and surrendered.

All of a sudden, the world was dead silent, and in the wilderness, only Daluo Jinxian, who was comparable to quasi-sages and a few backgrounds, strong cultivation bases, or possessed special spiritual treasures, could barely support not to kowtow and worship, but even so, they also Sweating profusely, in the torment of being unable to move an inch.Of course, there are many cultivators of this kind, but Styx is not included. He does not seem to be uncomfortable in this momentum.At this moment, Ming He sat cross-legged on the small island, and said calmly, "Luo Hu, Hong Jun, you can't sit still this time, can you? Heh, I want the calamity of heaven and earth to rise faster!
Only under the catastrophe, when the blood flowed into rivers, the great supernatural power fell, and its blood flowed into my nether blood sea, could I use this to understand, to break through the great perfection of Daluo Jinxian in one fell swoop, and to make a formal breakthrough in cultivation. "

Having said that, Styx remained silent, and continued to look closely towards the west of Honghuang.

"Luo Hu, you really came out. Heh, you deserved to be injured. Before the exhaustion of this aura is completed, with your quasi-sage Dzogchen cultivation base, you can never get close to the immortal body." Suddenly, Styx's pupils shrank, but It was the sight that penetrated the layers of void and saw Rahu's behavior.

Not long after that, Minghe saw four figures galloping all the way, heading straight for the prehistoric western land. The four great cultivators were full of aura, and one of them was an old Taoist with a strange face and wearing a black Taoist robe. The cultivation base of Shengda is perfect, and the other three cultivators are also powerful, each of them has the strength of quasi-sage in the later stage, and the momentum sweeps all directions, earth-shattering!

"Hmm! Is this person Hongjun?" Seeing the old Taoist who was the fastest among the four powerhouses, Minghe narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep look at Hongjun, and said nothing more.

At the same time, the appearance of the four cultivators such as Luo Hu and Hong Jun shocked all the strong men who could look up at this moment except Styx, including the ancestors of the three clans and others.

In the depths of the four seas, Zulong was trembling all over, sweating profusely, and forced himself not to kneel down. He stared at the west direction, saw the blue light that pierced the sky, saw Luo Hu and the elders of the White Tiger Clan. Zu, and even saw Hongjun and other four powerhouses who appeared later.At this moment, his heart trembled, as if there was a loud roar rising, he remembered what Styx said before.

Zulong clearly remembered that at that time Minghe said: "Brother Zulong, you need to know that there are people beyond people, there is a sky beyond the sky, and the vastness of the wild. How can you be sure that there is no stronger cultivator who can't hide?"

At that time, Zulong didn't believe Styx's words at all. In his opinion, his cultivation level was the strongest in the prehistoric world, but at this moment, his body trembling, he completely believed it.

"Hahaha, is it true that as Taoist Minghe said, our dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans have always been watching the sky from a well, just like a clown?" Zulong had a distorted smile on his face. In this smile, With a sense of sadness, it is even more miserable and unwilling.

"It turns out that there are such strong people in the prehistoric land. Have my Phoenix and Qilin clans been blindly arrogant?" Zu Long thought this way, and the same was true for Feng Zu and Zu Qilin who gritted their teeth in their respective lairs. The majestic cultivation of Jun and others revealed an unbelievable look.

Hongjun and other four quasi-sage powerhouses came to the west soon, but under the majestic aura of the blue light, they couldn't get close at all. In desperation, they could only stand quietly and wait like Luohu.

"Hongjun, don't even think about it, it's my chance." Luo Hu stared.

"Hmph, what Luo Hu said was wrong. This kind of fortune and opportunity should be lived by the virtuous." When Hongjun was silent and hadn't spoken yet, another old man in the yin and yang Taoist robe spoke.

"That's right, Brother Yin-Yang is right. This kind of good fortune is not inferior to the struggle for Dao, but no Dao brother is willing to give up. Although the Calamity is on the right track for the first time, but this kind of opportunity appears, even if it is due to I will detonate Quantity Tribulation ahead of time, and I will not hesitate to do so."

"Such a great fortune, Luo Hu, you want to swallow it all yourself, but it is really delusional, stop dreaming."

All of a sudden, several late quasi-sage ancestors spoke one after another, glaring at Luo Hu coldly.

Hongjun remained silent all the time, and there were streaks of light flashing deep in his pupils, staring fixedly at the bottom of the blue beam of light, and suddenly squinted his eyes, but like Luo Hu, he saw a small sharp corner protruding from the ground or even below.At this moment, his mind was shaken, and he thought to himself: "The body below is like a huge beast, but he has clearly fallen, but his body is still immortal. Can this powerful body ignore the damage of time and cause and effect? ?
Moreover, from the perspective of the poor, this cyan light is mysterious and inexplicable, but it is similar to the protective cover outside the prehistoric world. It is the cyan protective cover that makes the prehistoric world resist chaos. Impact, thus slowly giving birth to this endless creature.

There must be a connection between the protective shield and the cyan light! "

Thinking of this, Hongjun's heart became more dignified, and he paid more attention to this good fortune.

Just like that, amidst the rumbling, the lingering dao rhyme, the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon trembled, and under the worship of the common people on the earth, the majestic and ancient momentum in the blue beam of light finally completely vented, when all living beings, endless cultivators can look up At that time, he saw the land in the west, the end of the sky.Immediately, the five powerhouses swept the overwhelming momentum, and with their determination to win, they rushed out and headed straight for the blue light beam. The great supernatural powers clashed, and the peerless battle began in an instant.

When the five quasi-sacred practitioners fought against each other, the sky and the earth roared, the rhythm of Taoism lingered, and a majestic momentum reverberated in all directions.Those major cultivators, including Hongjun and Luohu, started their own methods.

"Luo Hu, it's impossible for you to obtain good fortune alone? The Taiji Diagram determines Yin and Yang." The Yin-Yang Patriarch flicked his sleeves, and the Daoguang shone with the Taiji Diagram slowly unfolding under his feet. With an aura of shattering yin and yang, calming the ground, water, fire and wind, he went to suppress Luohu. In addition, other cultivators also used their own methods to attack.

"Luohu is a disaster for Honghuang, and his strength is strong. All fellow Taoists, join forces to kill him, and take my Pangu banner." At this time, Hongjun also made a move. He stretched out his sleeves, and the Pangu banner flashed in his hand, and mana poured in. , without hesitation, he shook it fiercely, and the chaotic sword energy flew all over the place.

"Hahaha, Hongjun, with you guys, you want to defeat me. Is it impossible?" Of course, Luo Hu couldn't just sit still, he let out a loud roar, and stepped on his foot, suddenly a twelfth-grade lotus platform, shining with dark light, rose up Together, it was like forming a black magic cloud around his body.

Not only that, after the twelfth-rank black lotus, Luo Hu was even more ferocious, and took out four divine swords. Rewinding, the sky and the earth roared, fighting to kill the four quasi-sages.

It's a long story to say that this scene changed, but in reality it just happened in the blink of an eye after the majestic momentum in the blue light receded.When Luo Hu faced the siege of Hongjun and other four cultivators, and took out the four monstrous killing swords, in an instant, the power of robbery in the prehistoric sky exploded, and it seemed to explode layer by layer, spreading in all directions. In an instant, countless lives were robbed Affected by the evil force, even the masters of the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn tribes are no exception to their minds.

Looking at the four swords of Luohu in the land of the four seas, Minghe's pupils shrank suddenly, and said solemnly: "Is this the four swords of killing and trapping? Each one is the best innate spiritual treasure, and it is really powerful , it seems that they are not weaker than Pindao's Yuan Tu Sword and A Bi Sword.

But I would like to see more, what kind of power does the Zhuxian Formation possess? "

Speaking of this, Styx's eyes showed a look of anticipation, watching the battle between the top five.

"Clatter clatter. Boom." At this moment, the waves rolled beside Minghe, and the ancestor dragon soared into the sky, and directly set foot on the small island. He watched the shocking battle between the five western powerhouses, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Shocked, he took a deep breath, looked at Minghe and said, "Unexpectedly, in this prehistoric world, there are really strong and superior people, as Daoist Brother Minghe said, there is a sky beyond the sky.

Here in Pindao, it was arrogant and arrogant before. Hey, with such a strong person, what qualifications do we Dragon Clan have to dominate the prehistoric world? " Zulong's tone was full of decadence, and even a little bit of irritability. He thought he was the strongest group of people in the wilderness, but suddenly found that there were no more powerful cultivators than himself, but they were hiding. Cultivation is like ignoring oneself. A feeling of being scorned by Hongjun, Luohu and others arises spontaneously. How can Zulong not be depressed? But even if he is depressed, he has no choice but to rush forward.

"Brother Zulong's words are wrong!" Minghe seemed to be disheartened when he heard Zulong's lament, but his face sank, and he said immediately: "These great supernatural powers are indeed powerful, but they also cultivated themselves step by step. Work hard, they can, why can't we be stronger?"

Styx is still counting on the outbreak of calamity, what about the war between the three clans?How can Zulong's will be depressed? At this moment, he immediately persuaded him: "Furthermore, from the point of view of the poor, fighting for hegemony in the Great Desolation is just a shortcut for the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and kylin to become stronger. Now in the prehistoric land, there are only hundreds of innate tribes, and The dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans are kings respectively, presenting great power, occupying majestic auras respectively, if taking advantage of those great supernatural powers, fighting each other, and having no time to pay attention to the hundreds of clans, they can unify the hundreds of innate clans and gather their auras in One body, Daoist Brother Zulong is indispensable, and his cultivation base will be greatly improved."

"Hmm! That's right, why didn't Pindao think of it?" Zulong frowned slightly after hearing Ming He's words, as if he had doubts about the motive of Ming He's proposal.But then his body trembled, and between his brows, a black aura of robbery flickered, and he immediately put the only trace of doubt behind him, looked at Styx, and immediately smiled kindly.

"So, for the decisive battle between the three clans, the sooner the better." Styx narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

He naturally noticed Zulong's frown and the evil aura shining between his brows, and couldn't help but sneered in his heart: "The battle of great supernatural powers broke out, and the four swords of Rahu Zhuxian were born. The first calamity has been detonated in advance. Clan, they are not qualified not to be affected by Jie Sha's aura."

When Styx was thinking like this, Zulong seemed to be fascinated. He was drawn into the trap by Styx's words, nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly said: "So, Pindao will go back and call most of the dragon clan's masters. When the time comes The decisive battle is about to begin, and we hope Brother Minghe will help us deal with Fengzu."

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Zulong, the poor Taoist will take action!" Minghe nodded solemnly.

In an instant, the ancestor dragon turned into a nine-clawed golden dragon and entered through the sea, but it was to summon the masters of the dragon clan.

(End of this chapter)