The strongest shuttle system

Chapter 693 Ancestor Styx
On Huangquan Road in the underworld, Uncle Bigan's eyes flickered, but he couldn't find Mrs. Jia.

He wished he could slap himself.

"You're stupid! Who said you can't have a shot when you're dead, a corpse can't do it, but a ghost can do it."

Jia's ghost could not be found on Huangquan Road, and Uncle Bigan went to other places to look for it.

After searching for a long time, I found out that Jia's ghost was recruited into the world by Lin Fan.

"King Zhou, you are robbing me again!"

Thinking with his toes, Uncle Bigan could think of what Lin Fan summoned Jia Shi to the world for, nothing more than to do that kind of thing.

"If God gives me another chance."

Unfortunately, there will never be an if.

With regret and remorse, Uncle Bigan left the underworld.

He didn't dare to stay in the underworld for a long time, because he was a living person.

If he meets a ghost who is interested in him, he will be eaten to the bone.

When he is alive, he is similar to ginseng fruit to ghosts and gods in the underworld.

Returning to the world, Uncle Bigan took the road of Wangxiangtai.

Breaking through the space from the world to the underworld is easy, but breaking through the space from the underworld to return to the world is difficult.

The stronger it is, the more difficult it is, and it is easier for the weak and strong to break through the space.

Uncle Bigan walked the road of Wangxiangtai, one is to return to the world, and the other is to hunt for treasures by the way.

In the underworld, he learned of the turmoil that had occurred on the Wangxiang Terrace, where Lin Fan fought with many quasi-sages.

There must be a remainder of the war.

If you're lucky, you might be able to find a quasi-saint soldier.

Uncle Bigan thinks too much about luck.

The fact is the opposite, when I came to the Wangxiang Terrace, the Wangxiang Terrace was empty, not to mention the quasi-saint soldiers, even the immortal weapons.

Instead, there is a quasi-holy killing formation formed by the sword intent of the heavenly sword.

Seeing the killing formation, Uncle Bigan recognized that the killing formation was set up by Lin Fan.

Immediately turned around and left, using great supernatural powers to break through the underworld space and return to the human world.

Even if it consumes a lot of money, you have to use great supernatural powers to break through the space and return to the world.

Because of the Quasi-Holy Killing Formation on the Wangxiang Terrace, he had a bad premonition.

Since it was Lin Fan's killing formation, was it possible for Lin Fan to sense his arrival through the killing formation?

Back in the world, Uncle Bigan went to Xiqi.

Under the moonlight, he flies on the clouds.

Seeing that he was about to fly to Xiqi, Uncle Bigan found that he was flying farther and farther away from Xiqi.

"Who!" Uncle Bigan slapped out his palm, the power of his palm stretched endlessly, blasting towards the void ahead like steel.

The void oscillated, but did not shatter.

"I have the guts to frame Gu, but I can't recognize Gu. Uncle Emperor, it's been a long time."

Lin Fan walked out from the void.The void was sealed by him, and it became a space of its own, and the outside world could not perceive it if it overturned the sky.

"It's you?!"

It is resentment, it is hatred.

Endless hatred erupted.

"King Zhou, you snatched my fiancée, even the ghosts of my ministers' wives. The evil is unspeakable, and if you dare to appear in Xiqi, you are not afraid of being killed by a saint?"

"It's not considered a violation of the rules to attack the weak. What can a saint do to me?"

Only Lin Fan dared to say what a saint can do to me.

"Gu is very strange, how did you manage to become a quasi-sage in a short period of time, remember that you were just a big Luo before."

Lin Fan sized Uncle Bigan up and down, and found that the power of the sea of ​​blood was fluctuating.

"Ancestor Ming He."

"That's right, it was Old Ancestor Styx who gave me a new life. If it wasn't for Old Ancestor, life would have been worse than death, and death would have been worse than life. Even if I was dead, I would be tormented by you. Jia Shi is an example, I have become a ghost." Don't let it go, don't tell me you didn't do anything to Jia Shi, I don't believe it."

There was a flash of blood in Uncle Bigan's hand, and a blood knife appeared in his hand.

The strange light of the knife reflects the ugliness of the human heart.

The ugliness is magnified, and then good people become bad people, and bad people become big evil people.

"Bigan, your structure is too small. Although solitary loves beauty, there is a way to get it."

There is no fluctuation in Lin Fan's heart, good and evil cannot move a little bit.

"For example, Bai Wuxia voluntarily knelt at the lonely foot."

"Don't say any more!"

Uncle Bigan drew his knife, one knife was faster than one knife, and the sinister light of the knife cut in at a dead angle.

Lin Fan didn't draw out the saber, didn't draw out the sword, he shook the bloody knife with his golden body and hands.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist rotated and hit the blade, constantly swinging away Bigan's attack.

After fighting for a while, Uncle Bigan discovered that Lin Fan's strength was not as powerful as in the legend.

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"Why don't you go all out? Am I not worthy of your all-out shot?"

Hatred almost overwhelmed Bigan's rationality.

"Yes, you are not worthy of Gu's full strength. What appears here is Gu's dharma body, Gu's real body is in Chaoge, and the night is long. Wouldn't it be boring to kill you all at once?"

It wasn't that Lin Fan didn't want to kill him, but that it was the Dharma Body, whose combat power was not as strong as the main body, so it was difficult to tell the winner.

Xiqi, Jiang Ziya woke up from his sleep and looked up at the sky, always feeling restless, as if a disaster had happened.

If you count your fingers, you can't count anything.

"Great business luck has declined since King Wucheng and Nezha abandoned the dark and turned to the bright. Why am I still restless?"

Jiang Ziya looked at the sky, unable to figure out why.

Being wise and understanding, he didn't expect that Lin Fan's Dharma Body was fighting Uncle Bigan in the sky not far away.

Uncle Bigan's power comes from the sea of ​​blood, and the sea of ​​blood is surging, driving the endless water of the sea of ​​blood to come across the boundary.

If it weren't for Lin Fan's dharma body to set up the spatial confinement, Xiqi might have turned into a sea of ​​blood.

Xiqi cannot be destroyed yet.

Xiqi is not only a chess piece for saints, but also a chess piece for Lin Fan.

Before Lin Fan is sure to face the saint, Lin Fan will not let this pawn fall.

The world has undergone astonishing changes.

All the clouds turned into blood clouds, and the soaring blood energy dyed the sky as red as blood.

The blood energy swayed away from the clouds, and the clouds spread from the middle, rolling and rushing towards the surroundings.

"Slash!"

Uncle Bigan cut down with a blood knife.

Daomang brought thunder and space fragmentation.

In the blink of an eye, it shattered and appeared in front of Lin Fan.

In the shattered void, a strange sword light struck, pointing directly at Lin Fan's brow.

Knife and sword strike together.

If you block the sword, you will be hit by the sword, and if you block the sword, you will be hit by the sword.

"Heavenly Sword!"

Lin Fan activated his sword energy, blocked the blood knife, and at the same time, quickly grabbed Jianguang with his hand.

The sword light shattered, and Lin Fan held a long sword in his hand.

"Playing swords in front of Gu, you should be called stupid, or stupid."

"How could it be?" Uncle Bigan couldn't accept it.

"Gu is a master of swordsmanship, but you, compared to Gu, you don't even know how to use swords. You are already dead, let Gu Du pass away to you."

Lin Fan stepped forward, the sea of ​​blood was turbulent, and golden brilliance formed lotus flowers under his feet.

A solemn and solemn atmosphere enveloped the whole world.

"Infinite Light! Thousand-Handed Tathagata Dharma!"

The Tathagata dharma body reflects the past and the future, and the Buddha's light blooms.

The Buddha's voice was like thunder.

The power of Tathagata Dharmakaya unfolded and completely submerged Bigan.

"You lied, I live well, how could I die"

A pair of pale hands pierced Uncle Bigan's stomach, and the blood knife escaped from Uncle Bigan's hand and fell into the hand that broke open his stomach.

Shura was covered in blood, his blood-colored eyes were wild and killing.

Cut out with one knife.

Lin Fan frowned, the blasted Buddha's light shattered under this knife.

"Old Ancestor Styx clone?"

Lin Fan looked at Uncle Bigan's stomach.

A young, shrunken version of the Patriarch Styx emerged from Uncle Bigan's stomach.

The shrunken version of the old ancestor Minghe said to Uncle Qian, "King Zhou is right, you are already dead. From the moment you exchanged for the power of the blood sea, you are already dead. You have never thought about what kind of power , can make a junior Daluo Jinxian become a quasi-sage?"

"The answer is no, unless it is parasitic. Haven't you understood yet, Patriarch Styx treats you as a container." Lin Fan said.

Losing the parasitism of the ancestor Styx, Uncle Bigan's vitality weakened and he died instantly.

"Old Ancestor, you must kill him!" Uncle Bigan shouted unwillingly.

The soul fell into the sea of ​​blood, and turned into a blood sea Shura who only knew how to kill on the spot.

He is no longer Uncle Bigan, but a Shura who is more ferocious than a ghost.

The soul fell into the sea of ​​blood and could not be freed.

Uncle Bigan's last cry was not to curse Patriarch Styx, who made him even die.

Instead, he cursed Lin Fan.

Uncle Bigan turned into Shura, and the sound of curses was heard endlessly in the air.

(End of this chapter)