Honghuang: People in Jiejiao, picking up entries to prove Hunyuan

As soon as the words fell, a huge fist, carrying the domineering intention of ruling the world, struck towards the Styx Patriarch.

During the process, inexplicable syllables of praise rang out in the endless sky nearby.

"Fist!" "Fist!" "Fist!"

After the sword and pure physical strength, Tong Ling punched and began to show the fist law he had comprehended.

Three thousand origins converged, and because of the countless law insights gained from picking up entries, Tong Ling had a deep understanding of many of the three thousand great ways. The fist way he showed at this time was also earth-shattering, comparable to the sword law he had just shown.

Of course, the sword way just now was obviously not all that Tong Ling had comprehended, not even one percent.

However, it is hard to say that the fist law Tong Ling showed at this time was all the fist law he had comprehended.

At this time, the Styx Patriarch had already regarded Tong Ling as his greatest enemy in his life, the kind of enemy he was not sure of.

The Styx Patriarch had every reason to believe that Tong Ling's strength at this time definitely had the hope of competing for the first position under the Saint, and the probability was very high.

"This boy's Taoism and combat power are really strong. I am afraid that I am not his opponent." Although the Styx Patriarch was arrogant, it also depended on who he was against.

When dealing with a saint, the Styx Patriarch was naturally respectful. When dealing with an enemy like Tong Ling who he was not sure of defeating, the Styx Patriarch no longer had the heart to look down on him, but wanted to give up and reconcile.

However, the Styx Patriarch wanted to reconcile.

Tong Ling, who came here to plot the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus, would not do as the Styx Patriarch wanted.

After a punch, the Chunjun Divine Sword in his hand burst into light, but it was Tong Ling who really displayed the supreme magical power of the sword!

"Sword opens the gate of heaven!"

This sword power that Tong Ling had comprehended when he was promoted to Xuanxian, now bursts out with unimaginable terrifying power in the hands of Tong Ling who has already reached the Great Perfection of Hunyuan Jinxian!

Sharp! Pure sharpness!

All other great ways are gone, only the sword path will last forever!

As soon as the peerless sword energy of nearly ten thousand feet came out, it immediately broke the void and split the sea of ​​blood, and struck towards the Styx Patriarch with a magnificent momentum.

The sword chilled the sea of ​​blood and destroyed all laws!

With this sword, Tong Ling has already slashed out all his comprehension of the sword.

Combined with his supreme magic power at this moment, it is simply an invincible momentum that can cut down the nine heavens with one sword!

The huge and magnificent sword energy of nearly ten thousand feet has not really fallen, and the boundless sea of ​​blood below has automatically split to both sides.

As the giant sword fell lower and lower, more and more blood sea water flowed to both sides, gradually revealing the bottom of the blood sea like an abyss.

Finally, when this sword that could open the gates of heaven really fell on the body of the Styx Patriarch, the endless blood sea below was completely cut in half from beginning to end by Tong Ling's sword, revealing the deep scenery at the bottom of the blood sea, which can be called a peerless wonder!

"Ah! Block it for me!" At this time, the Styx Patriarch, who was hit by Tong Ling's sword that could open the gates of heaven, could be said to be in a state of embarrassment.

If it is said that when Tong Ling threw a fierce punch just now, the Styx still felt that even if he was not Tong Ling's opponent, he was enough to fight him.

Relying on the unparalleled defense of the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus, the Styx Patriarch stood in the red lotus, and with the help of the karma fire barrier spread by the karma fire red lotus, blocked the peerless fist thrown by Tong Ling.

But when Tong Ling's supreme sword, which followed the fist, really hit the fire barrier spread by the twelfth-grade fire lotus, even the confident Minghe Patriarch was trembling in his heart.

There was no other reason, because at the moment when the sword energy came to him, Minghe Patriarch actually heard the crackling sound of the fire barrier breaking.

This is a unique thing!

Except for the time when he was not convinced by the saint and fought with Zhunti Saint, and was brushed into nothingness by Zhunti Saint's Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree, Minghe Patriarch had never met anyone who could break the fire barrier that he had activated with the peak power of the quasi-saint with one blow.

Until today, this situation has appeared!

With just one sword, Tong Ling almost broke the fire barrier that protected Minghe Patriarch.

Although it was still a little short, it only took a moment.

Sure enough, when the Styx Patriarch continued to pour in his magic power and tried to hold on, the sword energy that was cut down by thousands of feet was pressed down again, and the defensive barrier formed by the karmic fire around the 12th-grade karmic fire red lotus was immediately broken.

With the continuous crackling sound, the karmic fire barrier gradually turned into sparks and dissipated.

Without waiting for the Styx Patriarch to activate the karmic fire barrier of the 12th-grade karmic fire red lotus again, the peerless sword energy suddenly accelerated and instantly fell on the Styx Patriarch.

Without suspense, the Styx Patriarch was directly cut into nothingness by this sword.

In the distance, Tong Ling looked at this scene and naturally would not believe it., the Styx Patriarch, whose ability to save his life is the best under the saints, would die so easily.

His sword just now could at most kill 180 million Blood God Sons of the Styx Patriarch!

Looking towards a certain place in the void, the real body of the Styx Patriarch appeared silently.

However, at this moment, the blood-stained clothes of the Styx Patriarch were torn, his hair was slightly messy, his breath was slightly hurried, and he looked like he was facing a great enemy.

At this time, the Styx Patriarch looked at Tong Ling with a very serious look.

"It's really terrible! How could such a terrifying evil creature be born in this increasingly declining prehistoric world?!" The Styx Patriarch's mind was turning, and he had completely given up the idea of ​​fighting Tong Ling again.

The sword that Tong Ling slashed just now killed more than 170 million of his 840 million Blood God Son clones in one fell swoop.

Although as long as the blood sea does not dry up, he can instantly restore the complete 840 million blood sons and remain immortal.

However, the Styx Patriarch intuitively felt that Tong Ling did not show much of his true strength.

He was a little nervous. If Tong Ling really showed all his strength, would it be possible to kill all his 840 million blood sons in an instant?

If Tong Ling could really do this, then he, the Styx Patriarch, would have to face the fate of death and extinction in the future.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Tong Ling might be able to do it, and he kept sighing at Tong Ling's evil talent in his heart.

Their generation of innate gods can almost be regarded as the top talent in the prehistoric world.

They are not inferior to the ancestors of the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn, nor are they inferior to the great powers of the prehistoric world before, such as the Beast King Shen Ni, the Qiankun Patriarch, the Yin Yang Patriarch... and so on.

Therefore, the beings of their generation are now considered the strongest in the prehistoric world. They are either saints or quasi-saints at the peak below saints.

Although there are occasionally some innate beings born later who have excellent footholds, they can no longer match the beings of their generation.

In the eyes of the Styx Patriarch, this is the sign of the decline of the prehistoric world.

But he never thought that this gradually declining prehistoric world, for some reason, has now given birth to a heaven-defying existence like Tong Ling. It is really incredible!

With this kind of combat power, the Styx Patriarch doubted whether the original Hongjun Daozu, before he became a saint, would be a match for Tong Ling in the distance.

"Daoyou Tong Ling, we have no hatred in the past, and no grudges in the present. A fight is like making friends. Why don't we just stop fighting?"

"If my attitude was not good before, I now solemnly apologize to you, Daoyou Tong!" As he said this, the Styx Patriarch straightened his clothes and apologized to Tong Ling with a sincere face.

Tong Ling looked at this scene calmly, and he knew that the Styx Patriarch was frightened by his fighting power.

Of course, there was also the factor that he and the Styx Patriarch did not have any deep hatred, and the Styx Patriarch did not want to be an enemy of such a terrifying strong man.

In short, the Styx Patriarch did not want to fight with Tong Ling again.

Tong Ling looked at the Styx Patriarch with a smile, and said in a faint voice:

"It's not impossible to stop fighting, but I need the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus in your hand, Daoyou Minghe Daoyou, but I don't know if you are willing to give it to me?"