The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 504
The most pure dragon blood aura is slowly recovering, and the majesty and majesty, as if breathtaking, began to spread in this 'Sin Dragon Palace' and enveloped it with a loud crash.

Such momentum and coercion, and the appearance of such a bloodline level, immediately alarmed all the dragons here. The dragons of the previous era, feeling the breath of Zhulong here, suddenly became agitated, their eyes widened, and they exclaimed: "Why? What's going on, is this...?"

The Primordial Dragon, who was being imprisoned and tortured, was unbelievable. They all showed madness in their eyes, as if weeping with joy, and cried: "It's the aura of our ancestors!"

Soon someone found the source of Longwei. A large number of dragons from the previous era came under siege with a large army. One of them, who was cultivated as an ancestor immortal, was comparable to the quasi-sage realm. Looking at the candle dragon that was transforming into a dragon, he said coldly : "No matter what the reason, give it to me, kill!"

"Yes, elder!" Immediately, many dragon clans from the previous era responded and attacked.

"Sure enough, the turbulence of time and space destroyed the restriction I left behind, and not only lost control, but also seemed to have forgotten me?" Zhulong asked in a low voice in doubt.

"Hmph, what nonsense, even if you come back to life, I will kill you again, hahahahaha, if you don't obey us, you will die." The leader of the dragon clan shouted.

Booming, a group of strong dragon clan came roaringly, sending out magic weapons like chains, covering Zhulong's body from top to bottom, as if they wanted to capture him thoroughly.

"Overestimate your own strength, Zhen!" Zhulong sneered, and let out a low drink.

Immediately, a powerful aura surged out of his body, shattering all the chains with a roar. At the same time, Candle Dragon also opened his mouth and spewed out a beam of seventeen-colored light, which turned into a The word 'forbidden' rushed out to suppress the dragon.

"What, seventeen colors, this is impossible? There has never been any dragon clan who can cultivate into the seventeenth heaven of ancestor immortality, no..." The leader of the dragon clan roared in shock.

At this moment, his eyes showed an extremely inconceivable color, and there was a sense of horror. Unfortunately, all of this was meaningless in the face of absolute strength.

"Ah, poof!" The leader of the Dragon Clan of the previous era, with the word 'forbidden' imprinted between his brows, suddenly trembled, feeling that his physical body and spirit seemed to have been tampered with.

"You, what did you do to me, what kind of restriction is this?" the dragon exclaimed.

"It's nothing. From now on, life and death are under my control. If you don't surrender, you will die. In the Pangu universe, there can only be one dragon supreme, and that is me, Zhulong..." Zhulong sneered, and said calmly. , such as telling the facts.

"What, you?" The bodies of all the dragon spirits trembled, their eyes were red, but they were suppressed by Longwei and could not move. Next, it will be relatively smooth, subdue all the dragons of the previous era here, and plant a restriction in their souls , if there is betrayal, it will immediately fall.

"We pay homage to our ancestors, our ancestors live forever!" The released dragons, seeing Zhulong, wept with joy and worshiped in unison with reverence in their eyes.

"Okay, hurry up and restore your strength, gather the rest of the old dragon clan hidden in the four seas, gather strength, wait for me to go out, and then suppress the four seas!" Zhulong ordered.

"Yes, ancestor!" Qunlong naturally respected, without any response, and retreated excitedly.

Soon, there was no one around, and Zhulong was alone. He came up from cultivation, but he was actually just a true spirit, fitting into this new body. Lian, this body was quickly trained to fit the candle dragon.

"This is really strange. I remember that in the past time and space, I planted restrictions in all the spirits of the dragon clan in the ancestral realm to control their life and death. However, the restrictions are gone on them now. Maybe it can be explained by the impact of time and space turbulence, but, Why, there is no picture of me in the memory of the dragon clan of the last era? According to their memory, it seems that there was no dragon clan of the seventeenth level of the ancestors in the last era, let alone the supreme dragon clan who unified the four worlds , What happened after I left Wuji...?" Thinking of this, Zhulong narrowed his eyes, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"According to the truth, history has changed. People of the last century, the memories in their minds should have changed silently and quietly. If they have been tampered with, they are still the same. Could it be that I waited to go to Wuji?" Time and space, did not change history?
However, how is this possible...? "This question made Zhulong frown.

After a long period of silence, Zhulong couldn't figure out why, so he had to give up, keep the doubt in his heart, and continue to use his true spirit to temper the new dragon body to fit the physical body.

"Om!" The seventeen-color light, exuding the dragon's power, slowly diffused in the Sin Dragon Palace. Time passed like this. Nine days passed in a blink of an eye. Suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly.

"Nuwa, Fuxi, Kong Xuan, they are all awake. With you returning to the prehistoric world, the world will be in complete chaos in a short time, hahaha!" Zhulong smiled in a low voice, but passed and the body Contact, and noticed that Nuwa and others woke up.

"Om, boom..." In the space of the fate slate, Dao rhyme lingers, and the destiny of all the prehistoric powerhouses has finally transformed into a true spirit again. The powers are overjoyed for a while, and they all understand that they should return to the prehistoric, back to themselves The time and space are gone, and I can't help but feel my heart shake.

"This should be the passage back to the Great Desolation, everyone, let's go!" Di Jun's true spirit emitted eighteen colors of light, filled with majesty, came to the side of the dark tunnel, and rushed in.

"Okay, finally back to the wilderness, haha!" The rest of the true spirits entered one after another.

During this period, the Three Realms seemed to be at peace. However, there was already a turmoil in the dark, and there was already a sinister aura permeating the sky. On this day, a piece of news spread throughout the world.

"What? In 33 days, the two heavenly courts started a full-scale war. Zhong Shan ordered the Dalong army to divide the troops into 33 groups. Starting from the border between the two dynasties in each heaven, they would attack the territory of Lingxiao heavenly court and plunder the city. This is a decisive battle with Lingxiao heavenly court! ?” The countenance of the countless strong men who got the news changed drastically, each of them was shocked, and some ancestors screamed.

"That's right. In a national war of this scale, it must be life and death. This Zhong Shan is so determined. What cards does he have that he is not afraid of Haotian?" Everyone was shocked.

However, no matter what the cultivators of the Three Realms talked about, a 33-day war broke out completely. A lieutenant general with high strength.

The war that caused a sensation in the heavens was completely kicked off. On the side of Lingxiao Tianting, Haotian was naturally furious, and ordered the heavenly soldiers and generals to launch a counterattack. The armies of both sides fought fiercely.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo......" the drumbeat of war, the sound of sad and sad horns whirled nine days, the sky trembled, filled with a strong fighting spirit, the great army, morale like a rainbow, all the way to attack the city and conquer the land, singing triumphantly, In the midst of victory.

Lingxiao Heavenly Court, before the next Ji Haotian appeared, has always been a puppet-like existence. Even if Haotian and Yaochi worked hard to manage it, there were no strong people. Naturally, the background was not comparable to Zhong Shan's Dalong Heavenly Court. Although later, the next Ji Haotian Appear.

He has recruited many powerful people, but compared to the background of Dalong Heavenly Court, it is still much worse. The real national war is fully launched, and Lingxiao Heavenly Court is naturally not an opponent.

"What's the point, Zhong Shan, can't you wait? Hmph, wait for me..." Inside the Lingxiao Palace, Haotian roared ferociously with a gloomy face.

He was irritated by Zhong Shan's arrogance, but at the critical moment of his cultivation, he couldn't leave the customs and deal with Zhong Shan. Therefore, he could only bring a sense of anxiety, and in a fit of rage, he sent out orders again and again to make the Tianting group Minister, send out troops with all your strength to fight against the enemy.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." The war is extremely cruel. It has been stained red with blood for 33 days. The Great Heavenly Court seems to have won a complete victory.

"Boom!" The sea of ​​clouds in the two dynasties counted, one ebbed and the other ebbed, and changes took place.

"Haotian, in the national war between the two dynasties, it is only a matter of time before you are defeated and the country is destroyed. Don't say that I didn't give you a chance. You can choose to retreat, or you can choose to fight to the death with me immediately, how about it?" , This year, this day, Zhong Shan's voice full of fighting spirit reverberated and spread throughout the world, launching a challenge head-on.

"Zhong Shan, do you think I will be afraid of you? You are overthinking your own strength, and if you seek death, then you will be fulfilled and killed..." Haotian was finally furious in Lingxiao Palace, and rushed out.

"Ching, bang!" He grabbed the long sword in his hand, and when the sword fell, he cut out a vast river of swords.

"Hahaha, Haotian, you finally came out, Tiantiao, 800 million heavy waves..." Zhong Shan let out a loud roar, and also rushed out, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

His aura is very terrifying, as if he has cultivated stronger in the years, when he whistling, he grasped the Longevity Saber, this knife is ferocious, cutting through countless days, and sweeping the stormy waves.

"Hmph, Tianzijian!" Haotian snorted coldly, without showing any weakness, and shot with all his strength.

The battle between the two emperors started in an instant, booming, all kinds of supernatural powers were cast, the light was shining, the source was spreading, and when it was earth-shattering, under the guidance of Zhong Shan, the battlefield moved to the ancient starry sky. Follow without hesitation.

"Haotian has been led into the starry sky by the Emperor of Heaven to fight, and there are no masters in Lingxiao Tianting. All the troops, speed up." On the 33rd, there were shouts resounding.

But it was the generals of Dacheng who roared excitedly one by one. The war intensified. On the 33rd day, there were gold and iron horses, beacon smoke everywhere, and war drums beating.

"The gap between the two heavenly courts and their foundations makes everything seem to be one-sided, but I don't know if Zhong Shan can defeat Haotian in the ancient starry sky!" All the great supernatural powers in the three realms, seeing the battle of the heavenly realms, sighed with emotion. In a state of uncertainty.

"Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, Xiantian gossip, Haotian, you are doomed today, kill..." Suddenly, in the starry sky, there was a loud shout, but it was Fuxi who made the move.

"The years are blue, Haotian, are you about to be promoted to the [-]th heaven of the ancestors? Sure enough, you can use the power of the body to improve the cultivation of the avatar. Heh, if you succeed, there will be no one in the entire Three Realms who can be your enemy. Die!" Qingpao Hongjun also made a move.

"Tai Chi is one, I'm more likely to kill!" Dongfang Bubai made an even more aggressive move.

Astonishingly, they are the three peerless powerhouses of the last era. In the starry sky, they ambushed Haotian, and Zhong Shan, a detached man, made the scene so grand that it was unbelievable. Stealing things? Ridiculous!"

"Zhong Shan, you dare not fight alone with me, you are not worthy of being an emperor!" Haotian sneered.

"Oh, I don't think you are worthy of being an emperor. You only know how to cultivate, you are self-willed, and you don't know how to use others. Haotian, where is your emperor's mentality?" Zhong Shan roared, but he was not moved at all. , when he shot with all his strength, the detached power rolled.

"I am not afraid to fight alone with you. However, the purpose of this battle is not to challenge the mountain climber, but to snipe at you, so that you cannot break through the twentieth heaven, and you will be able to fight with all the strong ones, with greater confidence and success." Wang Baikou, do you understand?" Zhong Shan was roaring.

"Bastard, wait for me to die, kill! Kill! Kill!" Haotian was furious.

"Haotian, with you, you can also become the Emperor of Heaven, hahaha, ridiculous..." Suddenly, when the battle was fierce, Yan Chuan rushed out.

"Haotian, you will invade my prehistoric era in the next era, just like the last era. You are all enemies. However, if you want to advance to the twentieth heaven, you will be the public enemy of the world. Kill..." Ming He's third clone E Cang, savagely slashed out, and shot suddenly.

In this starry sky, E Cang reveals the body of the drought man, the whole body is filled with fire, and the fierce power is billowing, and Yan Chuan, the body of the general, seems to form a correspondence, fiercely fighting.

Er Cang's power is overwhelming, and when he waved his hands, all kinds of supernatural powers and fleshy body are like his most powerful magic weapon.

"There are many dead bones, and the text is being repaired underground. This is a grave!" The Immortal King of the Tomb also roared.

"You bastard, you are looking for death, kill yourself!" Haotian became angry from embarrassment.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." The sound of battle reverberated across the sky, shaking the starry sky and distorting nothingness. Haotian, the peerless powerhouse of the next century, was completely suppressed by the heroes.

At the same time, in the Earth Immortal Realm, Dongsheng Shenzhou, and Nuwa Temple, the statues of Nuwa and Fuxi suddenly burst into golden light. This light filled the sky and covered the entire Kyushu when it shook the earth. Countless warriors sensed it, and their blood boiled with ecstasy. middle.

"This is, Empress Nuwa, the breath of Emperor Fuxi?" the human race screamed.

"Hahahaha, it's true. Empress Nuwa and Fuxi are back. The time has come for our human race to counterattack the Holy Court of the Great Zhou. I have ordered that the army of warriors be dispatched to capture Luoyang City and take back Kyushu. Kill, kill, kill! !" Ji Xuanyuan ordered.

"I am good at cultivating righteousness, all schools of thought, with me as the leader, writing the decrees of heaven and earth, criticizing with words and writing, this battle will definitely destroy Zhou!" Not far from Nuwa Temple, Jixia Academy, the Confucian giant Kong Qiu yelled, these years , under the pressure of the humiliation of the human race, his strength skyrocketed.

While roaring, the awe-inspiring righteousness rose to the sky, like the brightness of the sun and the moon, and the righteousness of the heavens and the earth, the awe-inspiring righteousness swept across Kyushu, making the warriors of the race even more excited.

In the next moment, military strategists, Mohists, Legalists, and powerhouses all over Kyushu were dispatched one after another, and launched a siege to the Holy Court of the Great Zhou. In these years, hundreds of families sent out to enter the Holy Court of the Great Zhou. betray.

"Heh, the human race who is overconfident, I once said that the strong who are half a step above Hunyuan should not leave the Nuwa Temple. Now you are the ones who come out by yourself, so you can't blame me. Hahaha, the Kyushu rebels rebelled!" , make Di Renjie the commander-in-chief of the army and horses, and send troops to quell the chaos..." Wu Zhao coldly ordered in the Great Zhou Holy Court, Luoyang City.

She has self-confidence in her eyes, and she is confident that her background is enough to suppress the human race. Taking this opportunity is even more legitimate, attacking the human race, destroying the Nuwa Temple, and dominating the land of Kyushu.

"Buzz, boom!" At the Nuwa Temple, two auras soared into the sky, the power of Hunyuan Peak was earth-shattering, but it was Nuwa Fuxi, the true spirit fused with the Dharma form.

"Wu Zhao of the Eighteenth Heaven, so what?" Fu Xi's eyes turned cold, and he shouted.

"Nuwa, you are finally back, and at the peak of Hunyuan, you are comparable to the strength of the seventeenth heaven of the ancestors, hahahaha, good!" Nine mountains surround the center, and the hall door of the fairy demon ancient sect suddenly opened, and the mastiff cracked. With a hint of joy in his Tianmu, he looked at the Nuwa Temple.

"Well, Nuwa and Fuxi, the two of you are actually resurrected, and you have become the seventeenth heaven of the ancestors, but so what? Your prehistoric background is still far away..." In Luoyang City, Wu Zhao sneered. In the middle, he didn't make a move immediately, but flicked his sleeves and sent several envoys to invite Lian Shen, Nanzhan Buzhou Kong's Kong Huangtian, and several ancestors who killed the emperor.

The sound of booming was earth-shattering, in the starry sky, there were endless battles, 33 heavenly wars broke out everywhere, on the land of Kyushu, human warriors, blood splashed the sky, fighting with hatred.

Not long after, Lian Shen, Killing Emperor, , and others who were invited by Wu Zhao were startled when they saw Nuwa and Fuxi's seventeen-level aura in front of Nuwa Temple, and they also chose to attack.

Xiniu Hezhou, the Eastern teaching ground, the detached lotus god looked towards Kyushu, looked at the dark red sky full of evil spirits, with a cold light in his eyes: "The prehistoric human race, Nuwa, Fuxi?"

With a sarcasm on his face, he took a step forward, as if he was invited to deal with Nuwa, but unexpectedly, in Hezhou, Xiniu, where Mahayana Buddhism is located, Amitabha Buddha's body was full of Buddha's light, his aura was at its peak, and he shot into the sky suddenly: "Lotus God, stop!"

"Boom!" Amitabha sat cross-legged in the void, as if reciting scriptures, and slapped out with one palm.

"Amitabha, you also want to block me, hahahaha..." Lian Shen laughed loudly, with a sarcasm on his face, and also shot.

Nanzhan Buzhou, the head of the Kong family, Kong Huangtian woke up from the retreat, looked at Xiniu Hezhou, and then at Dongsheng Shenzhou, squinting his eyes: "The people of Honghuang have not only come back to life, but also, Nuwa and Fuxi, his cultivation has improved so much, what?"

With a haze in his eyes, Kong Huangtian wanted to find out, so he soared into the sky and headed straight for Dongsheng Shenzhou. However, before he left the range of Nanzhan Buzhou, there was a dragon chant and a sound Through the sky, the wind and thunder billowed, and the second avatar of Styx, Candle Dragon, with the aura of Hunyuan peak in his body, suddenly rushed out, without hesitation: "Death!"

"Zhulong, you're alive too, and besides, the ancestral immortal seventeenth heaven? Bastard, Douzhi Tianmai, fight!" Kong Huangtian roared furiously, his eyes were cold, and he was fighting wildly.

"This is impossible. When you fall, you have no strength. Even if you can be resurrected, you can't improve so much. How could...?" In Luoyang City, Wu Zhao saw this scene, In disbelief.

"Hahahaha, the saints of the previous generation, Fuxi, Nuwa, and Zhulong, they have all been resurrected, and each of them is at the peak of Hunyuan?" Primordial monk, his body trembling.

The great supernatural powers hidden in the fairy world are unbelievable, ecstatic, and everyone's eyes are red. Our prehistoric people have become stronger, and the saints of the previous generation have returned one by one?

(End of this chapter)