The blood of the wild river Styx

Chapter 92
In the prehistoric world, on the top of the sky, beside the Buzhou Mountain, the roaring sound shook the heavens and the earth, and Styx's body merged with the Dharma, fighting against the great will!The calamity will not end, and Hongjun's body will not be able to get out of the Zixiao Palace, so Taoist Hongjun just came here by chance this time, letting part of his strength and will use the chain of rules of the calamity to condense a Dharma image.

Faxiang is indeed very powerful and powerful, but the power of the catastrophe has its limit after all. At this moment, there are many battles, collisions and reputations, and the ferocity of Styx not only frightens all the cultivators in Honghuang, but even Taoist Hongjun. Complexion changes.

"So fierce, hiss, this Taoist of Styx is a quasi-sage, sitting on a boundless sea of ​​blood, and has several accompanying spirit treasures, and his spells are also shocking. His previous cultivation, except for the mastiff that reveals the means of a saint with secret techniques Beyond the cracking sky, there is already a faint hint of the Great Thousand World, the number one cultivator under a saint, I don't think it is going to break through now, is this?"

"The rule of Zhantian is to kill Hongjun's dharma. If this is done, even if he does not become a saint, he will surpass the quasi-sage and become a strong man between the saint and the quasi-sage."

"A monk whose strength has reached that level may be like a mastiff, even a sage of Hunyuan can't help it. He needs to treat each other with courtesy and treat each other as equals. Hey, we are not as good as you."

"Well, you can see that Hongjun Daozu Dharma Aspect, most of his body has been shattered, and the Dharma Aspect of Taoist Minghe, because of the two beheadings, his cultivation has been constantly impacted, and his cultivation has become stronger and stronger."

In the sky, the battle was shocking, it roared the sky and the earth, almost shattered the void, and the Styx was rising steadily. At this moment, the battle was already overwhelming, but Hongjun became weaker and weaker. He... who came this time, after all, was just The body of Dharma.

The void was trembling, and suddenly, a large number of cultivators collided with each other, and amidst the discussions, they watched the terrifying battle scene, their hearts roared, and their bodies trembled.

Even Zhen Yuanzi, Di Jun, Tai Yi, and other great supernatural powers all stared dumbfounded at the Styx who was wearing a blood robe. At this moment, all the cultivators suddenly felt that the Styx who wanted to cut the sky and the sky was the A mountain pressing in front of the eyes of most quasi-sages.

This mountain is majestic, and Zhen Yuanzi, Di Jun, , and others suddenly realized that unless they and others prove the Dao Hunyuan one day in the future, the Styx is so strong that it cannot be shaken.

"Taoist Minghe is the strongest under the saints. If he breaks through this time, he will have nothing to fear in the sea of ​​blood in the future. Hey..." Zhen Yuanzi and others sighed.

"No, the Daoist Minghe has achieved great momentum. Even the teacher's will control, a part of the power and the law condensed by the rules of the sky, can't hold back the explosion of this person's cultivation. It seems that there is almost no suspense about his breakthrough. At the same time, Zhenyuanzi, Dijun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, , and other great supernatural powers are envious, but future saints like Nuwa and Sanqing, who are standing in the sky and watching the battle, show fear.

The six of them, Nuwa has already become a saint, and Lao Tzu possesses the primordial purple energy, and they are the disciples of the Taoist ancestor, the heavenly saints, so they are not afraid of Styx yet.

But despite this, the future saints couldn't help their hearts roaring and their eyelids twitched wildly when they looked at the blood-cloaked figure who had broken through the sky: "Styx is too fierce, before I prove the Tao, Never make an enemy of it, or ask for trouble.

Even if you become a saint, you need to be cautious when facing the Styx, and you can't treat him like an ant! "

As they were thinking in this way, the eyes of Lao Tzu and five people flickered slightly, and they glanced at Nuwa who was standing quietly beside him, frowning slightly, thinking about something, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Nuwa has already proved the Tao, her vision is higher than mine, and she didn't make a move just now. She must have seen the strength of Styx and forcibly endured it, but she didn't say it, hmph." Jixiu snorted secretly.

But Nuwa ignored Lao Tzu and the other five, just glanced lightly, her eyes were deep and boundless, she let go of her divine sense and paid attention to the battle between Styx and Hongjun, and on the other hand, she didn't know when her beautiful eyes turned and saw To the location of the Asura clan, he said in amazement: "This Styx River is really weird, even if the poor Taoist is sanctified, he can't see through it, he can't see it clearly.

The way of good fortune that he understands is very similar to my good fortune, but it is different. The difference is... the soul of Asura is almost perfect?
Moreover, Styx did not know what method he used to endow this clan with a terrifying fighting consciousness. This fighting consciousness was no worse than that of the Wu clan, and even faintly stronger.

It seems that Taoist Minghe is not only powerful and strange in blood, but at least he is also proficient in soul art. If he confronts him in the future, Pindao must be careful in this respect. "

Thinking of this, Nuwa's pretty eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at Styx with seriousness.

At this moment, boom, the loud noise reverberated, the sky roared, and the sky was in chaos. When this battle shook the world, Hongjun Faxiang roared: "Styx, you...?"

Amidst the collision and roar, I saw Daozu Hongjun's Dharma appearance at this moment, his whole body was covered with cracks, his face was extremely pale, and his hair was disheveled, which was extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Taoist Hongjun, you are the one who insists on blocking the way, and the poor should kill you!" Before Hongjunfa's threatening words came out, Ming He roared to the sky, turned into blood and ran away.

His gaze was like lightning, and when he landed, he was so powerful that the Yuan Tu sword in his right hand was fierce, completely revealing the ferocious side of the top-grade innate spirit treasure. As he swung it, he slashed on Hongjun's shoulder.

Although it is the body of Faxiang, it screams and screams, as if it is piercing the heart and weeping blood. The body was cut into a huge wound by the fierce sword energy of Yuantu Sword. Styx can see that when the blood was rolling and dripping, it exploded and turned into weakness Created countless chains of rules and returned to heaven and earth.

"Ah, Taoist Minghe, the poor Taoist will not let you go, roar." Hongjun yelled.

His face was distorted ferociously, as if he had never suffered such humiliation, he raised his left hand and was about to counterattack with magical powers... But he was a step too slow, and saw Styx's other hand, holding the Abi sword, stabbing fiercely. Entering the abdomen of Faxiang's giant body, if it corresponds to a monk, it is where the dantian is, and Hongjun Faxiang suddenly said miserable: "Ah!"

"Hahahaha, Hongjun, the poor Taoist has already said, if today you block the catastrophe of my way, then why is it so difficult to cut the sky? Kill." Ming He laughed and screamed wildly.

Dao rhyme lingered, and in the roar, his eyes were full of murderous light, Yuantu sword was on the top, and Abi sword was inserted into Hongjun Faxiang's abdomen on the bottom.

In just a split second, it was as if Hongjun's huge dharma form was split open from the middle. Amidst Hongjun's shrill sound, the sky roared, and dark clouds rolled over the sky.

The thunder of endless destruction erupted, as if the sky was angry, and suddenly, in the dark clouds of the sky, rain poured down.

"Really beheaded the Dao ancestor Dharma, this? Hiss..." Countless cultivators were horrified.

The eyelids of Lao Tzu and the future saints twitched wildly, and their hearts roared. Nuwa's delicate body was surrounded by the holy light. At this moment, her pretty eyes shrank fiercely. Looking at the blood rain all over the sky, she fell silent.

"I am Styx, I hold the source of the blood, understand the law, and cut the sky today, so the blood spreads in the three worlds, the way of blood, half-step Hunyuan! From now on, if the poor Tao is not there, the blood of the common people will dry up, and there will be shortages in the great thousand worlds. The way of heaven is not complete!" Looking at the blood rain all over the sky, Minghe stood beside Buzhou Mountain, and the dharma outside his body gradually disappeared, turning into the rule of the source of blood.

In the buzzing, as his voice reached the ears of the common people, the surrounding Daoyuan rules suddenly rolled back and merged into the body. When this Daoyuan merged, Styx's aura was slowly restrained, as if hiding a sharp edge!But at the same time, light appeared on his body.

This light is deep red, extremely dark, and exudes a regular atmosphere. It is the source of Dao. Under normal circumstances, it is only the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian who can initially grasp a kind of Dao source, and Styx's breakthrough this time is a half-step Hunyuan cultivation base. Therefore, the source of blood here is not complete.

But even if it is not complete, it is just the embryonic form of the source of blood, but it also has monstrous power, urging the Styx in the state of the source of the source, just like holding the rules, the Allah of the blood way kills quasi-sages like ants, even if it is a female A saint like Wa is not afraid at all.

"Well! Is the strange fluctuation on Minghe's body the source of the Dao that can only be cultivated by the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian? This is the source of the Dao, the starting point of a Dao, and all the techniques, supernatural powers and rules related to blood. With the way of the Styx River as the source.

Saints such as Pindao rely on the majestic purple energy and the primordial spirit to connect with the way of heaven. As the comprehension increases and the level of enlightenment deepens, they can exert stronger power, but they have no source of dao.

The source of Dao of Styx is not complete yet, but it should not be underestimated! "Feeling the strange fluctuations emanating from Styx, other monks don't understand, even Sanqing and others are at a loss, but Nuwa, who is a saint, shrank her pupils fiercely, showing a dignified look.

"Half a step of Hunyuan, the way of blood, finally took an important step!" The sky was dark, blood rained pouring down, and the anger of the sky filled the hearts of the common people, but Styx was wearing a blood-colored Taoist robe, Standing on the sky, feel the way that Daoyuan is satisfied with.

What is Daoyuan?That is the source of a Dao, and the Styx River is the Dao of Blood. He has become the source of Dao at this moment, even if he does not integrate the law of the Dao of Blood obtained through the Fate Slate in the Chaos Period, he can also make himself the God of Blood, trampling the world, Despising the great supernatural powers of quasi-sages, holding the source of Dao, he can create a chain of blood rules at his fingertips. Even in the future when he fights with saints, Styx can use this source of Dao to build a chain of rules of blood around him that he dominates. In the field, in the field, shocking will always be there!
Just like that, amidst the buzzing, when all the rules after the shattered Dharma form were integrated into Styx's body, he stood on the sky, beside Buzhou Mountain, his blood-colored hair fluttered in the wind, and his robes rattled... His body, compared to Buzhou Mountain in the center of the world, is like an ant, insignificant, but at this moment, his existence is watched by the world and countless great powers, like the scorching sun, even Nuwa is dignified.

"Hongjun? After the Lich's catastrophe, I will wait for you to attack my sea of ​​blood..." He just stood under the dome and was watched by everyone, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and said calmly.

These words were murmured from the mouth of Minghe, and no one, including the saint Nvwa, heard them, but they were heard in the ears of Taoist Hongjun in Zixiao Palace. In the palace, Hongjun, who had just calmed down some anger, immediately became hideous.

"Taoist Styx, the lich catastrophe is over, I will seal your sea of ​​blood!" Hong Jun hated.

It's a pity that his hateful words were destined not to reach Styx's ears. At this moment in the vast world, Styx took a look at where Nuwa and the others were, nodded to her, and then flicked his sleeves. Boom flew out and went straight to the place where the sea of ​​blood was.

"We pay homage to our ancestors!" The Asura clan bowed down.Taoist Mosquito was even more awed, and he shouted convincingly: "The master is immeasurably powerful, and the sea of ​​blood is boundless."

"Well! From today on, Di Shitian, you lead the Asuras to build a palace in the depths of the sea of ​​blood, as a residence for you to practice, Taoist Mosquito, you can practice with peace of mind." Minghe ordered, opened his mouth and spit out a drop Blood, this blood is dark red, shimmering luster.When it fell at the foot of the Styx River, it suddenly swelled, spreading in all directions, from ten feet to hundreds, thousands,..., tens of thousands of feet, until it was boundless, turning into the ghostly sea of ​​blood.

This sea is majestic, falling on the prehistoric eastern land, still covering the entrance of the underworld that is being conceived in its original position, and the river Styx stepped into the depths of the sea of ​​blood to retreat. Under the leadership of Di Shitian, the Asura clan Begin to build the palace of blood in the depths of the sea.

As for Taoist Mosquito, as if he had realized something, he immediately retreated, trying to cultivate and break through to be stronger.In this way, everything seems to have calmed down, but the wrath of heaven has not disappeared, and the bloody rain is still pouring down. All the great supernatural powers, with complicated emotions and inexplicable emotions, have chosen to retreat and practice, quietly reciting Huang Ting, Learn about Taoism.

"Styx created the Asura tribe and turned into a half-step Hunyuan. It is really not to be underestimated. Then, when will the opportunity for our sanctification come? Sigh!" Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti and other five future The sage, with a sense of urgency, retreated as well.

As for the choice of Saint Nuwa, she went to the Ancient Fairy Demon Sect without anyone noticing it, and had a conversation with Mastiff Lietian in the main hall of the Sect Master. She meant to show her favor, It is suggested that in the future, when dealing with other saints or Styx, he and Mastiff Lietian should help each other more and attack and defend the alliance.

Stretch out your hand not to hit the smiling person, and Nuwa has this kind of thought, and Mastiff Lietian can completely understand it, he naturally won't refuse, and he agrees, as for whether he is sincere, only he knows... Fairy Demon Ancient Sect, Nine Mountains Central In the main hall, Mastiff Lietian was wearing a gray Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged, he was not practicing in seclusion at the moment, but kept his eyes open.

"Hmm! Someone really opened up the wisp of Dao enlightenment left by Pindao. I don't know what kind of cultivation method this person can enlighten the people?" Attracted by this matter, he was surprised to feel that the Dao Enlightenment seal that he had left in the minds of the people after the creation of man that day had been opened.

When the first person opened the seal, this opportunity was obtained by him, and the traces of Taoism in the minds of other human races disappeared completely at that moment, as if they did not exist.

Mastiff Lietian immediately protruded his divine sense and spread towards the distance. He suddenly saw a young human race comatose by the sea, as if fainted, but actually fell into a state of comprehension. The situation of this person is naturally You can't hide it from the mastiff's eye.

"It's a lucky one, heh, just look at your past..." Seeing the young man fainted at this moment, he was still in a state of comprehension. Said, but it is vast and boundless, extremely terrifying.

"Buzz..." While muttering in a low voice, Mastiff Lietian raised his right hand, and inserted his palm into the void. Through the endless space, above the young people by the sea, there was an invisible big palm. This palm was transparent. , suddenly fell, and fished towards the young man.

The human youth did not respond, but at this moment, his memory, the experience of this life, flowed in Mastiff Litian's heart like a recorded image.

In the Ancient Fairy Demon Sect, surrounded by dao rhymes, Mastiff Lietian narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the scenes in his mind, he seemed very interested. He saw... that year, that day, when the entire human race was fleeing from natural disasters, On the way of choosing to migrate, a very ordinary mortal couple gave birth to a child. The child was also ordinary and nothing special. The family of three migrated with the large army, and it took several years to leave.

Children love to play by nature. When he was young, he was very happy. But later, he gradually became sensible. He saw the struggle of the tribe to survive, and saw the deep powerlessness of the tribe when facing nature. I also saw the deepening wrinkles on the faces of the parents. The children of the poor had long been in charge of the family. After the migration of the human race ended, they finally settled down.

When he was nine years old, he sneaked out of the cave where his family lived, approached the most respected person Zu Suiren, and asked in a naive tone how he could become stronger.

Suiren sighed, shook his head and told the child that he himself didn't know, and even his strength came out of nowhere. is trivial.

"Hey, it would be great if our human race could cultivate and become immortals flying into the sky and escaping from the earth. Then, we wouldn't have to be bullied by monsters and ghosts." The child returned disappointed, but he remembered deeply in his heart. Zu Suiren sighed weakly at the end.

From then on, the child became silent. He has realized that his family is just an ordinary family in the human race, and the human race is also small in the prehistoric world.

He also wanted to struggle, wanted to resist, but he was powerless, even the mighty Grandpa Suirenshi couldn't do anything, so what could I do?The children became more and more reticent.

Until that year, that day, when the snow covered the mountains and forests in the middle of winter, he was 13 years old, already a boy, his father went out hunting with his tribe, and when he was brought back, he was a man who had been eaten by wild beasts, and half of his body exposed the white skeleton. Corpse, at that moment his heart was torn.

His father died. Although his family was cared for by his family, the 13-year-old boy's thoughts were even heavier!The mother washed her face with tears, and passed away before the next year. The cruelty of life and death, like a hand of bones, tore open the bloody wound in the boy's heart. He was distraught, but there was nothing he could do. He changed .

It was from that year that the young man left the human army alone in a dark night. He began to try every means to exercise his body. He struggled to survive alone in the dangerous environment, relying on wisdom and hard work, constantly hard work.

He was crazy, he wanted to become stronger, and he had been trying to find a fairy to learn from him, but unfortunately..., his luck was not good, and he didn't meet a fairy.

Today, he has grown into a young man, practicing boxing and kicking by the sea, and persevering, but the scene that suddenly happened above the sky shocked him. , Longing... He stared at it.

At a certain moment, I finally realized something and touched the seal of Taoism in my mind. At the moment when my eyes flickered slightly, I fell into a coma, but I was actually in the process of comprehension.

Having seen the life in the memory of the young people, Mastiff Lietian sighed slightly, although he didn't have much pity in his heart, but he was emotional, and said in a low voice: "Is this person called 'Jie'?"

(End of this chapter)