The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 90 Fighting Race Asura

The years passed slowly, the sea of ​​blood was dark, a piece of dark red, the sky paled!Styx sits cross-legged on the twelfth-grade karmic fire lotus platform, wearing a blood robe, and blazing flames all over his body. It is infinite karmic fire. This fire has no temperature, but it is extremely terrifying. It is enough to burn the spirit of an immortal and cut off his cultivation path With the alternation of spring and autumn, year after year, Styx continued to cast spells in the lingering Taoist rhyme, creating more and more new lives. They are of the same race.

Over the years, the lives created by Styx have terrifying shapes, and each of them has a different appearance, which seems extremely hideous. As Styx's understanding of "good fortune" becomes deeper and deeper, the created life appears Under the sky, on the sea of ​​blood, their cultivation bases are getting higher and higher, until they reach five Jiazi. 300 years later, the sea of ​​blood is rolling and roaring. One has a huge body, a head and eight arms, ribs and wings A life wrapped in a layer of dark leather armor was created, and he also kowtowed: "Meet the ancestor!"

The aura on his body is astonishingly comparable to the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal. This kind of cultivation is placed in the entire prehistoric world, like a speck of dust, extremely small... Don't forget, he is just created by Styx just now with the law of good fortune. , His appearance is astonishingly the appearance of the killing demon god in the chaos in Styx's memory. Even so, his blood originates from Styx, just like the lives kneeling on the sea of ​​blood, they are all Asuras!
"Hey, Taoist Minghe, the life created by him is getting stronger and stronger. He has the peak of Taiyi when he was born. Once he survives the catastrophe and transforms into the innate Taoist body, it must be the strength of the Daluo Jinxian. This, this How is it possible...?" Da Shentong was shocked immediately.

Before that, they thought that Styx must have a big hand, but at this level, the cultivators still couldn't understand, how could Styx create this kind of life?

"Boom, boom." With the creation of Taiyi Jinxian's peak life, the world above the sea of ​​blood was darkened, thunder turned into a dragon, cruising in all directions, and the merits and virtues gathered by the sky were also increasing. It was Lao Tzu and others, and their eyelids twitched wildly.

"Master Styx? You were able to comprehend good fortune, and with your own way, swallowed endless good fortune. Does this mean that your way is much stronger than the poor way's 'made'? Well, this is impossible. Impossible..." Thirty-three days away, in the endless chaos of Eternal Ancient, the Wa Imperial Palace stood tall, and on the altar of the main hall, the Nuwa Empress frowned.

In the past, she couldn't see through Styx, and she felt terrified when facing him. She thought that she had become a saint after she had proved the Tao, but Styx was nothing more than an ant in her eyes. , even if you own the way of a saint and your supreme power, you can't see clearly.

"The number of days is fixed, and the Asura clan should come out, but shouldn't it be so perfect, Taoist Styx...?" At the same time, in the Chaos Zixiao Palace, an old existence murmured.

However, above the sea of ​​blood, with the appearance of the last life, Styx paused slightly, as if caught in some kind of bottleneck, lost in Taoism, he slowly closed his eyes, sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, as motionless as a mountain , Countless beings around bowed down.

"Hahahaha, the master is too strong to actually create a family. This is something that the Nuwa Empress can only do when she becomes a saint. Master, do you want to become a saint?" Daoist Mosquito had already appeared, waiting in surprise.

"Buzz..." After a long period of silence, when Styx opened his eyes, the sea of ​​blood rolled and roared, and the color of the sky changed. Under the gaze of the prehistoric powerhouse, his blood eyes were deep, and he looked at the last cultivator created by himself. Said in a deep voice: "From now on, you will be the first Asura King under my blood sea Minghe Taoist seat, and I will give you the name... Di Shitian!"

"Thank you, Patriarch, my name is Di Shitian, roar!!" Di Shitian immediately respected, raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and an incomparably powerful fighting spirit exploded from his body.

This fighting spirit is overwhelming, as if he has experienced hundreds of battles, but he clearly has no blood on his hands, he has just been born, just born, he has such fighting spirit, earth-shattering!
"The poor Dao Styx, today's "good luck" clan, this clan fights against heaven and earth, likes to kill and bloodthirsty, often practices soul art, refines blood, casts flesh and body, and its name is... Asura!" Styx ignored Di Shitian, and He looked around in silence, and suddenly spoke in a deep voice.

"Hey, Asura, Asura..." Countless Asura roared.

In the tumbling sea of ​​blood and Styx's peaceful contemplation, a group of Asura stared at the blood-red eyes and roared to the sky. The roars became one piece, causing the sky to change color and the wind and clouds to roll back.

Like the Ashura King Shitian, they were clearly newborns, and their cultivation bases were still very weak, but the fighting spirit erupted from their bodies was unprecedented, as if they were not afraid of all enemies.

"Asura, hiss, the race created by Taoist Styx is actually a bloodthirsty race that makes a living out of war, what?" At this moment, the future saints such as Sanqing, Jieyin and Zhunti also They all gasped and looked at Asura, their eyelids twitching wildly.

However, the events that shocked many great powers of heaven and earth are not over yet. After creating the Asura Clan, Styx's eyes gradually faded away, and he looked up at that day.

He stepped on the twelfth-grade fire red lotus, flicked his sleeves, stood up, and as he got up, a shocking aura erupted from his body, and this aura turned into a storm. The color changes, nothingness distorts, and the wind and clouds swirl.

"Hiss, it's so strong, the quasi-sage is perfect, and he is the strongest among them, what else is Taoist Minghe going to do? Could it be that he intends to break through the realm? This!" Countless cultivators were shocked.

At this moment, Sanqing, Jieyin, , and other future saints, as well as Zhen Yuanzi's supernatural powers, and even the 33-day-out saint Nuwa all had gloomy faces.

"Today, I, Styx, want to ask with blood, break, quasi-sage!" Styx stood on the sea of ​​blood, and there was no reflection of him in the sea, because the vast sea under his feet was a part of his own flesh and blood. Looking up at the sky, his eyes are deep, when the wind blows from nothingness, it blows his hair, and his clothes dance lightly in the air.

The words in his mouth were sonorous, with the persistence of asking questions, and even more of an unparalleled strong will. Just after he finished speaking, a bloody dao light rose from his body.

As soon as this light appeared, it immediately exploded, and when it spread, it enveloped the sky in an instant, covering the sky above the blood sea. At this moment, within the scope of the blood sea, there are nine heavens and ten earths, eight directions of the universe, and all the rules of heaven and earth. Dao, repulsed out, as if using one's own understanding of the Dao of blood, to open a domain of blood around oneself?
At this moment, the Asura Clan was created, and the "creation" of enlightenment in the process was used as the blood path pedal. With his identity as the ancestor of the Asura Clan, he was blessed with the prehistoric Qi, and Styx's Taoism rose impressively. His physical body transformed, and he The height of his realm, as well as the tumbling magic power in his body, skyrocketed layer by layer, all of these suddenly pushed forward.

"Sure enough, he wants to break through the realm, how is this possible? I am the same as Styx, and the same as Zixiao Palace, and he does not have the majestic purple energy. How can he break through the quasi-sage... What is his background, no, it is impossible to succeed... "At this moment, the world lost its voice, and countless great supernatural powers looked at the figure in the blood sea, their bodies trembling, showing disbelief.

"Buzzing..." At this very moment, the sky twisted, and a holy light descended from the surrounding area surrounded by a sea of ​​blood. In the holy light, Nuwa suddenly stepped out. Her delicate body was wrapped in the mist, staring at Ming He, with cold stars in his eyes, seems to be planning to make a move.

As one of the destined saints, Nuwa certainly doesn't want to see other prehistoric cultivators become enlightened, especially at this moment when she has just become a saint. She raised her right hand, but when she met the bloody eyes of Styx, she couldn't help but scalp Numb, Shengsheng resisted the urge to shoot.

"Nuwa Empress, if you don't make a move yet, when will you wait...?" Seeing that Nuwa was hesitating, and the void was distorted again, it was Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti, , and other five future saints who stepped on the ground. Coming out of the void, Zhunti looked at Nuwa and cried anxiously.

"There is no primordial purple energy, just based on this enlightenment, Pindao concludes that he will fail!" Nuwa's beautiful eyes flickered, and she spoke lightly to several future saints. What Nuwa said is true or false, after all, they haven't been sanctified yet, although they are in a hurry, but Nuwa doesn't move, they can't do anything?
"I am Styx, I shall fill the Three Realms with my blood, slaughter the common people, and kill the bandits! Anyone who blocks my way will be killed, roar..." At this moment, Styx raised his head to the sky and roared, his head full of black hair. Hair, dyed by that source of light, turned into fiery red, as if stained with blood.

His voice, full of Ling Tian's domineering intent, spread out, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the place where Nuwa and Laozi were, his eyes were like lightning, revealing ferocity, and a violent will like Tianwei rolled all over the place. A big deterrent came out with a bang and crashed into it.

"Boom..." The faces of the five future saints including Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti, , etc. changed wildly. They felt that they were hit by Styx's fierce energy, and their blood roared, and they took a few steps back.

"What? You are so powerful, how dare Minghe?" Yuanshi Tianzun roared.

Only Nuwa remained motionless, her delicate body was surrounded by mist, but even so, she frowned tightly, looked at Styx in amazement, let alone move rashly.

"The Taoist Styx just now gave me a sense of danger. How is this possible? It seems that at that moment just now, if the poor Daoist made a move, there would be a huge crisis!" This idea was born in her heart, and Nu Wa only felt it was absurd, but Such a real presence.

Boom... At this moment, when the entire prehistoric world, the sky, the sky, and the sky were surging, the void suddenly twisted, and countless rules turned into chains, like thousands of mad dragons, rushing towards the blood sea, as if about to It's like locking up Styx's cultivation base.

"Hahaha, is this the calamity of asking? Based on this, how can I stop my way of Styx, kill..., the art of turning into a blood body, come on!" Styx laughed and screamed wildly.

When he soared into the sky, the sea of ​​blood under his feet instantly condensed, tens of millions, millions, hundreds of thousands,,,, became smaller and smaller until it became a drop of dark red blood. Fluttering in the middle, suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed, the whole sea of ​​blood turned into blood beads, immediately sucked into the mouth, the body roared instantly, the mana all over his body surged, his momentum soared, and with a flick of his big sleeve, endless blood flowed out of his body.

This blood is like a dragon, roaring against the sky, the roar replaces the eight directions of heaven and earth, when all the sounds, Minghe raised his hand and waved the formula, with this wave, the color of the sky changed, and the blood-colored Daoyuan turned into a group of swimming dragons, roaring Suddenly, he came out ferociously and slammed into the chain of rules in the prehistoric world.

"Hiss! It turns out that without the primordial purple energy, to break into the realm, and to prove the cultivation base beyond the quasi-sage's Great Perfection, you need to go through the calamity and punishment of heaven and earth, and the chain of rules?" Without the cultivation of great supernatural powers such as the primordial purple qi, his complexion changed wildly, his body trembled, and he looked at Styx in horror.

They also don't have the majestic purple energy, and they also have the ambition to win. At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi and other Xius seem to have seen it in Styx's body, as if they were their future selves.

"This Taoist of Minghe doesn't have the majestic purple energy. He was the first to attack the realm. It's not bad to have such a precedent. I can observe and study carefully and prepare for the future. I want to see how strong the calamity of the rules of heaven and earth is." With that thought in mind, the great supernatural power immediately became dignified and concentrated on Styx, while Nuwa, Sanqing, , and others had gloomy expressions.

The blood of Styx, the derived dragon, was extremely ferocious, and above the sky, it fiercely met the regular chain. When the roar collided, the sky turned pale, the earth, mountains and rivers shook, and the sun, moon, and stars all dimmed. In the prehistoric area, the bloody dragons and regular chains intertwined and collided, roaring duel, biting each other, extremely fierce.

And when the two sides were at a stalemate, a terrifying depression enveloped the hearts of all the common people. At the same time,... the rhyme of the blood and the rules of the way of heaven originated from the Styx, as if manifested, unexpectedly It becomes extremely clear and easy to comprehend.

"Hiss, the blood path of Taoist Minghe is so fierce that it can collide with the regular chain of heaven and earth. This... is almost fighting against the sky!" Countless creatures were terrified.

There are too many low-level cultivators looking at the sea of ​​blood in awe. Styx is crossing the catastrophe. This catastrophe is terrifying, but it is the catastrophe of heaven... During this process, it also confirms the rules of heaven, so , Styx's Taoism began to rise sharply.

"No one can stop my way, roar..." When Daoxing became the pinnacle of quasi-sage, he encountered an obstacle, Styx's eyes were blood red, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and roared: "Cut the corpse to enlighten me!!"

When the words fell, his body shook, and Qingyun rose above his head. Within the Qingyun, three flowers gathered on the top, and the evil corpse sat cross-legged on the ground flower, and one of the other two flowers suddenly spun and scattered. With streams of light, at this moment, above the head of the sky, there is a knife!

This knife is majestic, it is a knife for beheading corpses, Minghe's eyes were decisive, without the slightest hesitation, he slashed down suddenly, with persistence and determination, and the sound of booming was earth-shattering at this moment, because his mana in the realm of Taoism had already Breakthrough, the fall of the corpse-slaying knife was logical, and amidst the lingering Taoist rhyme, countless flesh and blood energy of the demon god gathered on the second three flowers, using it as a sustenance for the three corpses, and immediately condensed into a form.

In just an instant, when countless great supernatural powers and even Nuwa were stunned, Styx completed the second corpse beheading here, easily?Immediately afterwards, without any hesitation, he snapped a tactic and pointed at the sky, and another corpse-slaying knife suddenly appeared.

"Good and evil are easy to cut, but self is difficult to understand? But, that's someone else. I, Taoist Minghe, have already realized myself. Before killing the second corpse, the quasi-sages of Taoism and mana are all at the pinnacle of quasi-sages. This third corpse It is also not difficult for the poor to cut themselves."

Styx roared up to the sky, and while he was drinking, the corpse-slaying knife suddenly fell from the top of his head, slashed at nothingness, and acted on Styx's body, spirit, and soul, cutting off all his obsessions outside of Dao. For a moment, Styx's aura soared, and the roar in his body was earth-shattering.

"Om! Om!" Because of the beheading of the corpse, two incomparable Dao enlightenments, as if falling from the sky, poured into the mind, dyed the body and mind, and merged into the soul, making the way of Minghe stay under the bottleneck of the quasi-holy acme , erupted suddenly, and climbed directly, extremely terrifying.

"What? Slaying corpses? Before Minghe, he was a quasi-sage in Taoism, mana, and realm, but he only killed evil corpses? This... is impossible. What kind of solid background is needed to survive without cutting three corpses?" Under such circumstances, forcibly breaking through the realm of quasi-sage?
Originally, the calamity according to the rules of heaven and earth was enough to seal his breakthrough path, but Taoist Styx cut off the second corpse and the third corpse on the spot. Every time he cut a corpse, there would be a burst of great enlightenment in his heart in an instant. There is great hope for his breakthrough in Taoism. "

Surrounding the sea of ​​blood, Lao Tzu and other future saints' eyelids twitched wildly, revealing expressions of horror.

"How could this be? To use this method to break the bottleneck of Dao Xing. Could it be that Styx can really succeed?" Nuwa took a deep breath, and the saint's mood fluctuated slightly.

At this moment, the sky roared, the sky turned pale, and the boundless and endless blood turned into the rules of Tao, which appeared directly around Styx, spread instantly, and spread to the three realms. On the sky, it collided with the chain of rules of heaven and earth. The more ferocious up.

On the nine clouds, in the middle of the prehistoric world, there seemed to be a huge Dharma figure wearing a blood-colored battle robe. He faced the rules of the sky without fear, surpassing the sun and the moon, and wanting to compare himself with the sky!

"This, does it mean that Styx is about to break through the limit of the quasi-sage? Hiss, he doesn't have the primordial purple energy?" The great supernatural power was astonished, his eyelids twitched wildly, and the endless people immediately stood in awe.

It was at this moment, that 33 days away, in the Primal Chaos Palace, above the Taoist platform, an old figure slowly appeared. He was Hongjun, with cold eyes like the eyes of the sky.

"Before Lao Tzu and others become holy, they can't let you break through, even if it's just a half-step Hunyuan proof! It's really a good way to break through the bottleneck of Taoism by cutting corpses before the battle. There is a possibility of surviving the calamity, but the poor way wants to stop you, hmph, although the calamity is not over, Hongjun can't get it out, but with the help of the power of the rules of heaven, it is okay to condense the dharma body and prevent you from breaking through the Styx After all, when I am in harmony with the way of heaven, a lot of my power can also be counted as part of the calamity of heaven, condense."

When he spoke in a low voice, Taoist Hongjun raised his right hand and patted his forehead with a spell. Amidst the clouds of celebration, a jade butterfly of good fortune flew out. The good fortune jade butterfly, a lot of power of Daoist Hongjun was introduced into the heavenly way of the prehistoric world, and turned into a calamity born of heaven and earth.

At the same time, in the prehistoric world, above the sea of ​​blood, Styx was about to break through the limit of the quasi-sage's Dzogchen. Suddenly, the sky and the earth were robbed, and in the center of the sky, there were countless regular chains that gathered together to form a vast dharma. .

The aura of the dharma is majestic, far surpassing the Dzogchen quasi-sage. It looks like an old Taoist, with an extremely cold expression, ignoring the common people, just like the way of heaven, but the appearance of this dharma is impressively Hongjun, and the body of the dharma also has the same characteristics Hongjun's will.

"Master Styx, this dharma face of Poverty Dao is also a catastrophe!" With the indifference of heaven, Dharma Master Hongjun looked at Minghe, opened his mouth lightly, and pressed his finger across the air.

"Heh, your Hongjun Faxiang is a catastrophe in the sky, so why is it difficult to cut the sky?" As Hongjun Faxiang swirled the power of the heavens, and came to kill with one finger, Minghe's eyes grew cold, and he sneered, and he When he took a step forward, his tone was as cold as snow in midwinter.

(End of this chapter)