The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 532 The Death of Yan Zizai

Styx appeared, even though it was only a shadow clone descending, but the strength and cultivation of this shadow clone was the hero present, everyone was frightened, and their eyelids were twitching wildly.

Yan Zizai was not reconciled, he recognized Styx in front of him, it was just a shadow clone, and the shadow clone had the power to crush him?Then, what realm did the real Styx body reach? Thinking of this, Yan Zizai was terrified and desperate.

On the other battlefield, Zhong Shan was also shocked, but he felt the power of detachment in the shadow clone Styx, which is the power only possessed by the cultivation of immortality. He couldn't help shaking his body, and asked loudly: "Styx, what is your cultivation base and detachment?"

"Heh, Yan Zizai, have you broken through to the nineteenth level of the Zuxian? It's a pity that such a cultivation level is no longer enough in front of me. This time, you will die." The shadow clone Styx ignored Zhong Shan Instead of questioning, he looked at Yan Zizai and spoke calmly.

"How could this be? I have broken through the nineteenth level? You, you can still crush me, and you are just a shadow clone? Nothing should be like this, no..." Yan Zizai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely , roaring sadly.

When he roared, he seemed to be crazy, with unwillingness, with a kind of desperate madness, rolling the aura of the nineteenth level of Zuxian, Chaoying's clone Styx, roaring towards him.

"Ching, bang!" With a wave of the long sword in his hand, a huge black river of swords suddenly floated into the air, straddling the vastness. This sword cut into nothingness and fell into chaos. In front of the river, without reservation, came roaring.

"It's a mere trick, it's not worth it." The shadow clone Styx smiled coldly here, a sea of ​​ghostly blood rolled out under his feet, and with a flick of his sleeve, suddenly there were thousands of turbulent waves, and the waves were bright red The blood color, earth-shattering, drowned away.

"Yan Zizai, you are my fate. If you die in my hands, you will end up with all karma. This is your destiny. You cannot escape." , when the supernatural powers collided and roared, they suddenly burst out.

His speed is extremely fast, unparalleled, and he is as close as lightning. Without saying a word, he directly makes a move, and when he makes a move, he uses all his strength. This fateful duel begins.

"Minghe, even if I die, I want you to look good, kill!" Yan Zizai roared.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." So the two Styx rivers of time and space, in this vastness, beside the derivative world, started a desperate fight. This battle has long been earth-shattering.

For the enemy, Styx has no mercy. The world of cultivators cannot tolerate the slightest mercy. What's more, Yan Zizai is his own fate. When he has the ability, killing him is the best choice? ...the two fought fiercely with roaring noise.

"Tomb Immortal King, now your opponent is me, ouch..." Just as the shadow clone, Styx, was crushing Yan Zizai, Mastiff cracked the sky and shouted loudly on another battlefield.

He rushed there and found the eighteenth-level powerhouse of the previous era, the Immortal King of the Tomb. Under the roar, he chose to attack. The body of a demon god is very powerful, and his minions are extremely ferocious.

"Mastiff cracks the sky, even if you dare to act presumptuously in front of me, kill, withered bones..." The Immortal King of the Tomb roared, and his whole body suddenly released all his strength.

His half-human, half-boned, emaciated body was extremely terrifying, and he emitted supernatural powers. Suddenly, in a vast area, mountains of corpses and seas of bones spread, and a thick dead air rose.

"The technique of heresy is nothing more than that, let me use my merits to overcome you, kill!" Mastiff Lietian was not afraid at all, he opened his mouth and spit out a lot of golden light, that is the power of merit, this power is mysterious and mysterious, When he encountered death, he let out a sneering sound to kill it.

"Mastiff cracks the sky, you just entered the eighteenth level not long ago, I don't believe you can beat me, and you can practice writing in the ground, this is a grave." The Immortal King of the Tomb roared angrily, and once again unleashed the supreme supernatural power.

There is a huge tomb emerging from the center of the sea of ​​bones. In front of the tomb stands a majestic ancient stele with the words Mastiff Lietian written on it. A strange feeling emerges in his heart. It is the Immortal King of the Tomb, similar to a curse-like technique, he was furious immediately, with a fierce look on his face, and ran away ferociously.

Two peerless powerhouses, fighting and fighting, roaring the world, distorting the nothingness, trembling the vastness, the mastiff cracks the sky with a strong body, and specializes in the fragile half of the tomb fairy king, where is the weakness of the tomb fairy king, the tomb The fairy king roared.

"Fuxi, poor dao Hongjun, today I will teach you the innate gossip, the cycle of heaven..." Suddenly, not far away, Daoist Hongjun yelled loudly, and with a wave of his hand, three thousand pillars of heavenly light were emitted, and the power of heaven formed a cycle, bringing With a general trend, Ji Fuxi rushed to the distance, as if to suppress him completely.

"Honghuang Hongjun Daozu, hum, look at my means, gossip, do it!" Fuxi's face suddenly sank, revealing a dignified light, showing gossip patterns, Youzi felt unsafe, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared: "Spirit and God alone shines!" , A little inspiration, push the net of the sky!"

Pushing the sky net, it came out suddenly, facing the three thousand heavenly dao, and Hongjun Taoist ancestor, instantly shrouded, Hongjun's face changed, his eyes showed ferociousness, he urged the heavenly dao circulation with all his strength, and even raised his finger, the fortune jade in the Qingyun Butterfly trembled, emitted a mysterious light, and struck away.

Bang, there was a super loud noise, but it was the light of the good fortune jade butterfly, and the three thousand heavenly beams of light collided with Fuxi's gossip and push the sky net in the previous era, and the two suddenly stalemate.

"Hahahaha, the last generation Fuxi, the pinnacle of the [-]th stage of the Zuxian, really has some means, you are enough to be the opponent of the poor, kill, kill, kill." Daozu Hongjun sneered.

The two powerful men, all with ferocious expressions on their faces, fought and fought with the previous Ji Fuxi. At this time, the two demon gods of time and space joined forces to activate the source, shaking the vastness, and charging straight Dongfang Bubai attacked, and the Shichen Demon God roared fiercely: "Dongfang Bubai in the last century, I know you, your cultivation base is half a step to the peak of immortality in the later stage, the two of us can't beat you, but, hold you for a while , but enough."

"Two eighteen weights, just relying on you? It's ridiculous..." Dongfang Bubai was furious, let out a long roar, and when he shot at Pangu, he suddenly shouted: "Tai Chi is one, I probably am."

"Om!" Suddenly, during the battle, during the roar, Dongfang Bubai actually split a clone from his body. Kill to time and space.

"Bastard, Dongfang Bubai actually has a half-step immortal clone, damn it, space split, origin, kill." The Space Demon God was shocked when he saw this, and issued the origin.

"The years are long, and time is like a dragon." Shi Chen was also furious and blasted out with all his strength.

"Taiji diagram, fixed ground, water, fire and wind, Di Jun, I will help you..." Lao Tzu shouted loudly, the Taiji diagram spread out, and he stepped on the white jade bridge.

He rushed towards Emperor Jun who was attacking Zhong Shan with all his strength, and the roar was approaching. Without a word, he hit Zhong Shan's face with a crutch in his hand. Zhong Shan was furious. Forming a knife field of millions of miles, it swept into a storm, and rushed straight to Lao Tzu's place, coming with a bang, Di Jun was dignified, and fought with all his strength.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." The sound of battle, the sound of roaring, was earth-shattering, because the arrival of the shadow clone Styx crushed Yan Zizai, and Daozu Hongjun, Laozi, Mastiff, and others naturally Joining another battlefield, the pressure on the prehistoric powerhouses has been greatly reduced, and the heroes of the previous era, one by one, have gloomy faces.

"No, that Styx is too strong, hardly weaker than Pangu and Yan Chuan. Yan Zizai entered the Nineteenth Heaven for the first time, and the new world is not completely stable, so his power can't stop Styx at all. Alright?" In the distance of the battlefield, many ancestors and powerhouses headed by Shadi from the previous era showed horror, and some people spoke with concern.

"Yan Zizai is completely finished. He died at the hands of Ming Jie, like fate. None of us can help him. This time of measuring robbery is already not good for us, alas." Killing Emperor sighed.

"It would be fine if the master was resurrected as a feather. In other words, when the master was fighting for fate in the past, the master fell and became a body of luck. After integrating into the Pangu universe, so many years have passed. I don't know when the master will return? " Killing the emperor looked forward to it in his heart.

He killed the emperor, but he was a peerless powerhouse in the last century, the supreme divine weapon refined by Qi Zun, with the power of the seventeenth level of the ancestors, completely surrendered to Qi Zun, and was very loyal.

"Old Ancestor Styx, his cultivation has reached such a level. He is worthy of being the number one blood-path murderer since the beginning of the world. Hiss..." On the front of the prehistoric, Nu Wa led a group of Hunyuan powerhouses behind him, watching the battle silently Among them, Zhen Yuanzi was slightly shocked.

"Styx is back, don't worry, everyone. In this battle, I will definitely win. They will definitely be expelled from the previous era. As for whether they can survive in the vastness, it is up to them." Nuwa's beautiful eyes widened. Shem, in the words, there is a kind of conviction.

"Yes, Empress Nuwa is right." All the primordial people said respectfully.

Ever since, when the powerhouses of the two sides confronted each other, they watched from the sidelines, watching the development of the battle situation, the two vast battlefields were earth-shattering, and the fighting became more and more intense.

The place where Pangu, Eicang, Zhong Shan, Yan Chuan, , and others fought was already very tragic, entering a white-hot state, with the source spreading, supernatural powers shining, and killing techniques roaring out, Hongjun Daozu, mastiff split the sky Waiting for others to join will greatly reduce the pressure on Honghuang.

"Hahahaha, the limitlessness of power is the source of law." Pan Gu laughed for a while.

He shot wildly, facing Yan Chuan, Zhong Shan, and all powerful enemies. In his body, there seemed to be a passion for fighting, full of pride and blood.

"The universe in the palm of your hand, the bronze coffin of the town." Yan Chuan roared angrily, using all his strength.

In the heaven and the earth, the evil spirit of calamity is being vented rapidly, the sound of wind and thunder resounds, and the color of the sky changes. At the same time, the rolling fortune is still being drawn continuously.

In fact, at this time, Yan Zizai's derivative world has been completely condensed, and the nineteen-colored awns are shining, but it is not easy to survive in the chaos, so Yan Zizai did not stop urging the feng shui formation to swallow the boundless fortune and stabilize it. world.

Unfortunately, because of the arrival of the shadow clone Styx, all Yan Zizai's efforts seemed to be in vain. Supernatural powers, the technique of killing and cutting, unfolded.

"Yan Zizai, you can't escape at all? It's useless to try your best, because I am your robbery." The shadow clone Styx, with a calm expression, waved his hands and cracked everything.

Suddenly he raised his hand to make a tactic, pointed out, in the vastness, countless blood-colored long swords swept up, accompanied by fierce power, with the strongest shadow clone, crushed away with supreme power.

"Pfft, Styx, I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, your cultivation has reached an incredible level, ah, everything shouldn't be like this, no..." Yan Zizai flew out backwards, fell into the boundless, suddenly got up, and his eyes His eyes were red, and he roared sadly.

"A long time ago, I felt the crisis of life and death. This time, the danger came from you, who was killed. That's why I broke through. With my feng shui technique, I created a world and made a full impact on the nineteenth stage. I thought that breaking through the nineteenth level of the ancestors and creating a new world, my cultivation base can compete with you, but unexpectedly, this is the result, ah, ah, I am not reconciled, kill." Yan Zizai roared .

Facing the power of the shadow clone Styx, he was already sad and desperate, he felt something called fate, like in the dark, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape his fate, and he would eventually be robbed by fate Beheading, is this his ultimate destiny?
"However, Styx, I can't beat you. Since ancient times, I have become kings and losers. I have no regrets when I fall into your hands. However, the last battle must be exciting. Heihe Avenue, Yuanshi Blood Sea, summoned Come..." Yan Zizai shed blood and tears, and under the roar, he stretched out his hand and summoned Yuanshi's blood sea and Heihe Avenue, which guarded the surface of the derivative world to resist the impact of chaotic air currents, and countless shadow clones, all returned.

"Boom boom boom..." The loud noise was earth-shattering, whirling and boundless, and the impact of the chaotic air was immediately ferocious, incomparably ferocious, shocking, extremely powerful.

"Oh, you don't protect the derived world anymore?" the shadow clone Styx asked in surprise.

"Since it is doomed to perish, what's the use of creating a new world? Even if my world survives in the boundless, so what? I might as well gather all my strength to fight you, kill, kill, kill!" Yan Zizai faced Lu hideous, stepping on the sea of ​​blood, roaring.

While speaking, he rushed forward, rolling his own avenue, stepping on the rolling and roaring Yuanshi blood sea, condensing the power of the nineteenth heaven of ancestors and immortals, as well as his own madness and despair, roaring out, when approaching, With cold and stern eyes, he launched a strategy against Styx.

"Yan Zizai, I have studied your "Blood Nerves" a lot. In terms of blood veins, I have the origin, and I will always be orthodox. My "Blood Sea Scripture" already includes the "Myriad Shadows Heavenly Scripture". Forgiving your "Blood Nerve", I dare not say it is perfect, but at least it is restrained for you. Compared with my Nether Blood Sea, your Primordial Blood Sea is far worse. In front of you, there is nothing to worry about.

The only thing left is Heihe Avenue. I can see that this Heihe Avenue is actually transformed by your shadow. The figure is divided into two parts. Your shadow clone has not yet integrated into the main body?Instead, he turned it into his own way, with infinite power, but unfortunately, he still couldn't beat me.

Yan Zizai, today, I will send you to die! "Shadow Clone Styx spoke coldly.

"Boom, buzz!" Minghe shot again, unleashing supernatural powers. In front of absolute power, no matter what methods Yan Zizai used, it was useless. The shadow clone Minghe crushed Yan Zizai, and Yan Zizai spurted out a mouthful of blood , one after another in the back.

"Hahahahaha, happy, Styx, my fate, come again..." Yan Zizai was desperate, completely sad, desperate to kill.

A more ferocious but fierce battle broke out. This battle was extremely tragic. Yan Zizai was bleeding and confused. He was desperately fighting. He knew that this was his last battle. At this moment, he didn't have much fear. , Fighting like a madman, showing off his brilliance, showing off his arrogance, slowly, his injuries healed heavily, and his death breath emerged.

"Styx, I am not wronged if I died at your hands, but unfortunately, after all, I don't understand why you are divided into two parts, why, you are detached? Why, your cultivation has reached such an incredible level. Last time, you Not so strong...?" Yan Zizai yelled frantically, his whole body was at the end of his rope.

"Kaka, bang..." Not far from the two of them, the New World, without the protection of Yuanshi's blood sea and Heihe Avenue, was impacted by the chaotic airflow, making a crackling sound, and was in danger. However, Yan Zizai seemed to be insane. It's like despair, and I can't control much.

"Yan Zizai, watch me use the "Blood Sea Classic" to devour your primordial blood sea, and you will know that there is a basis for me to kill you so that you cannot be revived." When the battle roared, the shadow avatar Styx, With a loud roar, the sea of ​​ghost blood rolled away under his feet.

Facing Yan Zizai's Yuanshi blood sea, he devoured it. In the past, Styx could not do this without Yan Zizai's disagreement. After merging into his own "Blood Sea Scripture", his cultivation level skyrocketed, and he learned a lot about Yan Zizai's weakness.

Now, Styx is using the "Blood Sea Classic" to stimulate the Nether Blood Sea to devour Yan Zizai's Yuanshi Blood Sea. Being consumed, being refined by the Styx?
"Ah, pfft, it's impossible for you to know so much about the exercises I practice? No..." Yan Zizai roared sadly, and when he roared, it was inconceivable.

However, no one would explain to him that he was roaring and fighting desperately, but in front of Styx, he was more seriously injured, and his whole body became more deadly. As Yuan Shi's sea of ​​blood was being swallowed, Yan Zizai became Weak, the shadow clone is Styx, and his eyes are very cold.

"Yan Zizai, wake up, die!" When the battle reached its peak, Yan Zizai was at the end of the tyrant, and Yuanshi's sea of ​​blood burst open suddenly, turning into a river of blood, which merged into the Nether Blood Sea of ​​Styx, and the shadow clone became Styx , let out a low growl, and killed her eyes mercilessly.

"Hahaha, I have awakened a long time ago, but I never thought that I would fall so soon? Moreover, I can't be revived again, roar." Yan Zizai roared wildly.

Today, Yan Zizai is at the end of the road, fighting to the extreme, he can no longer hold on, with a kind of desperate madness, he goes straight to the shadow avatar Styx, without hesitation when he is approaching, he blew away with a bang, rolling power, Like a fierce force, impacting.

"The Nether Sea in the "Blood Sea Classic", Yu." Shadow cloned himself in Styx, his face changed, and he immediately pointed his hand. Under the rapid operation of the kung fu, suddenly, the Nether Blood Sea set off a turbulent wave, as if in the Styx. The whole body is like a strong protective shield.

"Buzz boom boom..." Yan Zizai died, blew himself up, and fell completely, rolling in strength, fiercely hitting the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld, Styx was slightly silent, but his eyes were cold.

(End of this chapter)