The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 515 Great Compassion and Humiliation
With the addition of Zhulong, the battle between Mastiff Litian and Fuxi in Dongsheng Shenzhou is naturally much easier. He's first clone and second clone are all powerful.

Mastiff cracking the sky is the body of the demon god, and Zhulong is the leader of the scale armor clan. The physical bodies of the two are extremely powerful, surpassing Wu Zhao by a lot. When he came out, he got closer to Wu Zhao and started a hand-to-hand fight.

This life-and-death fight was shocking and earth-shattering. In Dongsheng Shenzhou, the color of the sky changed and the earth roared. Wu Zhao roared angrily: "Mastiff cracks the sky, Zhulong, you two meddling guys, I will conquer the human race of Kyushu!" , what have you got to do with me?"

"For a while, maybe I can't help you. However, don't forget that my master, the ancestor of the nineteenth heaven, is going to the starry sky to fight Haotian. When he comes back, he will kill you, like crushing an ant to death. Kill, kill!" Wu Zhao roared with a ferocious face.

The whole person roared. During the battle, when the roar was roaring, she had already disheveled her hair and was in a mess. She grabbed the Great Virtue Seal in her hand and shot again and again from shame and anger. Rolling strength, scrolling the eighteen-colored light, accompanied by the aura of merit, like a dragon Same, bang bang hit.

"Ha, last Ji Hongjun, Wu Zhao, do you think he really cares about you? He is just using you. If he really cared about you, would he let your Great Zhou Holy Court be attacked by the human race? If he really cared, he would have Helped you to advance to the Heavenly Court." Candle Dragon sneered.

"I'm angry too, you, you are talking nonsense..." Wu Zhao seemed to be stabbed in the heart.

"Wu Zhao, haven't you understood yet? I am your nemesis, so what about the Great Virtues? I can eat as much merit as you have, ouch!" Mastiff cracked the sky and shouted.

His mastiff body is very majestic, majestic and mighty, fighting on the top of the sky, his flesh is strong, his minions are sharp, when he makes a sharp move, his bloody mouth opens up, devouring a lot of Wu Zhao's merit, and the merit is swallowed After eating, the power of Wu Zhao's supernatural power is weakening immediately.

Wu Zhao is the great virtue of the previous era. Most of her cultivation comes from the power of merit. In the hands of other cultivators, merit may only assist in comprehension and cultivation.

However, in Wu Zhao's place, it can be used to attack, defend, and greatly increase the power of supernatural powers. This is Wu Zhao's advantage. Who would have thought that Mastiff Lie Tian could restrain her?
"Aww, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss..." Gulping down the merits, the mastiff cracked the sky, rumbling, digesting constantly, not only when the battle rumbled, the injury healed, and even the strength was faintly rising, and the cultivation base seemed to have improved. Growth is the same, but the more we fight, the stronger we become.

"It's unreasonable, you, you are all seventeen heavens, you can actually fight against me, it's impossible, everything shouldn't be like this." Wu Zhao roared unacceptably.

"Nothing is impossible, Xiantian gossip, do it!" Hong Huang Fuxi shouted.

While roaring, he touched his fingers, his hair was disheveled, his face showed a ruthless look, and he emitted innate gossip patterns. The gossip spun wildly, forming a hurricane. The wind was like a hurricane, blowing from eight directions outside Wu Zhao's body, which could dispel the worries of ghosts and gods. Comparable to natural disasters, extremely astonishing.

"Human Fuxi, this is nothing more than a trick, kill!" Wu Zhao was furious.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." The sound of the battle was earth-shattering, just like that, Mastiff Crack the Sky, Zhulong, Fuxi,,,, here, fought with all their strength, roaring to the sky, Dongsheng Shenzhou has long been overwhelmed by the momentum of several powerful people, Completely shrouded, between heaven and earth, extremely depressing.

"Please baby, turn around, Nuwa, you will not escape my fate of killing immortals and flying knives, kill..." At the same time, Mastiff Cietian and others were not far from the battlefield. With a ferocious look, he sent out a killer move to Nuwa.

"Ching! Boom!" Immortal-killing gourd suddenly burst out with a blazing light. The light was extremely magnificent, gathering energy into a knife, and the knife was majestic and fierce, and it slashed towards Nuwa.

"Heh, Killing Emperor, your whole body is built on the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife. It looks fierce and powerful, but in a real fight, you may not be able to defeat me." Nuwa's eyes showed a piercing light.

"Boom!" To this day, Nu Wa is also firing a real fire. Facing the Emperor Killing Flying Knife, she presses the formula with her bare hands, and the color of the sky changes immediately. A hand, as slender as a green onion, as greasy and white as a creamy palm.

"The hand of good fortune, a palm that fills the sky!" This palm, like Nuwa's hand, has been magnified countless times, stretching across the sky, it is very beautiful, soft and charming.

Under this palm, the heavens and the earth boomed, the sky trembled, and all living beings were frightened. Suddenly, seventeen-colored rays of light shot out from the palm, like a mighty torrent. In front of her palm, they all stopped.

"It's impossible, the Immortal Zhan Feidao was actually brought back by the Seventeenth Heavenly Layer...?" Shadi's body was shaken, and he roared inconceivably, as if he was being backlashed.

"My Heaven-replenishing Dao, although not as powerful as the Dao of Blood and Dao of Killing, is not weak. Is it just that?" Nuwa said proudly.

"Damn it, please baby, turn around and kill!" Killing Emperor could only strike again.

The battle was booming for a while, and it had already entered a white-hot state, and it became more and more intense. When the earth was shaking, Wu Zhao, who was on the eighteenth level, and Killing the Emperor, who was on the seventeenth level, did not reap the benefits.

At the same time, on the land of Kyushu, the human race, the ancient sect of immortals and demons joined forces, and the battle with the Holy Court of the Great Zhou was very tragic. War is cruel, and war represents blood and death. Horseshoes trample on the mountains, rivers and soil of Kyushu. Ge Tiema is daring.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The human race's war drums were beating more and more intensively, and the sound of the melodious horn was shaking the sky. There was a kind of solemnity and a kind of fearlessness contained in it.

When the strong wind blew up, countless human warriors, great monsters of the ancient fairy demon sect, bathed in blood and never retreated. In this protracted war, the mountains of dead bodies covered the sun, blood starfish sank, and the corpses of humans and monsters piled up. Like a mountain, blood flows like a river, and the war has not stopped?
"Ah, no, this group of people are crazy, they are all lunatics, wow, I don't want to die yet, poof!" Gradually, there began to be soldiers from the Holy Court of the Great Zhou Dynasty who became deserters. However, he was still frightened by the ferocity of the human race at this time.

The enemies began to fear, and if one started to flee, there would be a second, a third,,, and more and more. The Great Zhou Holy Court had already begun to be defeated across the board.

"Hahaha, everyone, follow me to Luoyang City and take back the Kyushu." Ji Xuanyuan laughed out loud when he saw this, a burst of sword energy knocked away several besieging strong men, and let out a long roar.

"Long live the Yellow Emperor, the human race has no end of life..." All the races roared one after another.

Although the Kyushu battlefield has human races and monster races falling all the time, on the whole, they are victorious. It is worth mentioning that among the major warrior corps, there is one road that is the most brutal. The former part of the Yellow Emperor is the descendant of the dragon.

The war drums were melodious, and the Huangdi's old army urged countless Xuanyuan chariots to line up on the battlefield, like a giant beast, ramming towards the enemy with ferocity.

This is a terrifying war weapon invented by Ji Xuanyuan during the decisive battle against Chiyou's clan in Jiuli in the past.

"Bastard, a mere human race can actually break my army. What is Di Renjie doing? Useless trash, all trash, roar." High in the sky, Wu Zhao became more and more anxious.

"Boom, boom!" But as an emperor, Wu Zhao felt that the aura of the Holy Court of the Great Zhou was decreasing, the sea of ​​clouds was rolling, and the aura of the dragon was wailing from his mouth.

If there is no accident, Dongsheng Shenzhou human race will win the final victory. This is something to be happy for the prehistoric monks, and countless masters are very excited.

Nanzhan Buzhou, Kong Huangtian was driven away, Zhulong has also left, and the rest are the major forces, all the powerful, carve up the heritage of the Kong family. The small and medium-sized forces in the first century all showed a ferocious side.

The chaos, the earth-shattering battle, and the blood-stained black soil lasted for several months before subsiding. Bai Ze, Jiuying, Ghost Che, and several demon gods suffered some injuries during this battle, but what they got There are also many benefits. They were about to bid farewell and return to their own territory to cultivate, when suddenly, a voice sounded in their ears: "Zhen, I'm back!"

"What, this is the Emperor of Heaven, the voice of the Emperor of Heaven...?" Jiuying suddenly exclaimed.

"Hahahaha, I should have thought of it earlier. The fall of the Heavenly Emperor in the past is not the end of my demon clan's heaven. Rise up, kill!" Bai Ze trembled.

"Ghost Che, pay homage to the Emperor of Heaven!" Suddenly, Ghost Che turned around and spoke respectfully.

Bai Ze, Jiuying, and the two demon gods also did the same thing, but when Di Jun spoke, he didn't hide his breath, and the demon gods sensed it, and they were ecstatic.

"Well, quickly summon the group of demons under your command here, and wait for 33 days with me soon. In addition, Bai Ze, I want you to select 360 five demon kings, refine the star flag, and reappear my demon clan Zhou Tian soon! The power of the Star Dou Formation." Di Jun ordered.

"Yes, I would like to obey the emperor's order!" Bai Ze, Jiu Ying, and Gui Che all respected.

As a result, Di Jun stayed in Nanzhan Buzhou. For a while, although most of the old tribes were summoned back, the group of monsters under his command still needed to be integrated. The five demon kings of 360 will be in charge of the Star Banner in the future. It must be carefully selected, regardless of loyalty, strength, or wisdom, everything must be excellent, and everything should not be rushed.

Emperor Jun retreated in Nanzhan Buzhou, and his prehistoric demon clan began to integrate the team, quickly gathering the power of the former demon clan's Heavenly Court, and preparing for the battle in the near future.

In Hezhou, Xiniu, Amitabha's causal way is magnificent and magnificent. Among the two powerful fighters who are fighting against the transcendent Lotus God, it seems that they are evenly matched. For a while, neither of them can win.

At the same time, fierce battles broke out in the Earth Immortal Realm, Kunlun Immortal Mountain, outside Yuxu Palace, and on the top of the sky. There are countless masters in the Beizong, but this Dabeizong is a [-]th-level strongman of the ancestors in the last era. The sect he established has a deep foundation.

However, in the face of Yuan Tianzun's strength here, it seems to be invincible, as if he is retreating steadily. Qi screamed: "Ah!"

"Devil, Primordial Heavenly Venerable, you are the devil, puff, ah, suzerain, help me..." an elder of the Dabei sect roared crazily with horror in his eyes.

"Yuan Tianzun, don't bully people too much!" Dabei suzerain roared.

Dabei Sect Master is a middle-aged monk. At the moment, his face is extremely gloomy, and his eyes are flashing with monstrous hostility. When he frantically attacked Yuan Tianzun, Yuan Yuan Tianzun sneered: "Too much bullying? So what, the important thing is , you can't beat me..."

"Hahaha, look at my killing spree, die, die to me! Explode!" Primordial Tianzun laughed wildly, his eyes gleaming fiercely, roaring, and blew himself up.

"Pfft, Primordial Heavenly Venerable, how dare you...? You forced me to. After I die, I want you to be buried with all the people in the Pangu Great Thousand World. Not only you are going to die, but the people in the prehistoric world and the people in the previous era will all die. Everyone! They're all going to die, roar!" Dabei suzerain went crazy.

He already understood that he might be doomed, but he was about to erupt his last madness, his hair was loose, his injuries were extremely serious, and he roared wildly.

"Hahaha, I want to take all of you to be buried with me, great compassion, great humiliation, great and humble, saintly slaves, descendants of great humiliation, sent by fate, disease!" shouted suddenly.

"Om!" As soon as the voice fell, the Dabei suzerain actually exuded a violent aura from all over his body. The whole body exploded in an instant, and the power of blood was condensed in nothingness. Suddenly, his soul was ignited. A dark green fire, this fire seemed to ignite the blood of this person, and in the blood, a majestic message seemed to be burning.

It seems that through the fire of the soul, the burning of the blood, and the message was sent to an unknown direction. At this moment, the Dabei suzerain is crazy, and his bubble suddenly appeared in the same place. The bubble is not very powerful. His eyes were blood red, showing hatred.

"Hahaha, Primordial Heavenly Venerable, you will pay the price, and everyone will be implicated by you. In this time and space, everyone will die." Dabei Sect Master Paoying, roared ferociously.

At this moment, memories appeared in his eyes. In the past, he was only the group of people with the lowest aptitude and low status in the Dabei tribe. Otherwise, he would not have been sent to the lower realm to lurk in the lower realm countless years ago, and look for the saint. Zun's traces and relics?

I remember the time and space of the last era of Wuji, when the world first opened, and when my destiny was just born, I entered the time and space of the last era. In the world of four existences, I practiced for countless years. mission, forget mission.

If this is the case, it is also a good choice to live in the lower realm. If he had other ways to send messages in the infinite time and space when he first came, but in another prehistoric time and space, he could only destroy himself to send messages. He didn't want to. But...

"Great compassion, great humiliation, great and humble! Although I am insignificant, the message I send back will definitely attract them. Although I haven't found any news about the Holy One, this is the vast time and space where the rules of the Dao exist, and it has not yet been opened." The immeasurable kalpa, the boundless time and space, and the good fortune of the infinite kalpa will attract many elders. They will definitely burn through my blood. It may not take too long to calculate this, or it may wait until the infinite kalpa.

When they come, all of you will die..." Bubble went crazy.

"Besides, I'm going to die anyway, so what if I tell them that I have found clues to the treasure left by the Holy One? After I die, my mind and soul will be wiped out, so I won't be afraid of being dealt with by lying about the information. You will all perish, all of you will die !” Dabei suzerain roared ferociously.

"Hmph, I don't know what it means, destroy!" Yuan Yuan Tianzun's eyes sank, and when he was drinking coldly, he raised his hand and slapped it. In the sad laughter of the Dabei Sect Master, the bubbles were caught and shattered.

"Om, boom..." However, the green fire that the blood was ignited by the soul is still burning, the blood is consumed little by little, the strange breath spreads, and the original frown.

"What's going on, this person is cultivated at the sixteenth level, but he seems to have a lot of secrets...?" Yuan Yuan Tianzun, thinking in his eyes.

For some reason, a bad feeling suddenly appeared in my heart, as if what the Dabei suzerain said was true, Yuan Tianzun's face was ugly, and his shots were even more ruthless.

(End of this chapter)