The strongest shuttle system

Chapter 753 Birth of the Blood Sea!
Taoist Hongjun targeted Luo Hu, but Luo Hu did not target him.

Luo Hu didn't even remember Taoist Hongjun very much.

It's just trash, let's go!

From beginning to end, Luo Hu's target was only the three clans, only Lin Fan.

As soon as he left the customs, Luo Hu wanted to go straight to Buzhou Mountain and kill Lin Fan.

However, he was stopped by Mo Luochu.

"Emperor, the overall situation is the most important. Lin Fan is alone, no matter how he turns, he can't turn the storm. The three clans are different. The three clans have countless powerful people, and their power is vast. When they move, the wind and rain will change, and when they are angry, the sky will collapse. Dealing with the three clans is like dealing with Lin Fan. more important."

Mo Luochu carefully analyzed.

"What's more, news came recently that the ancestors of the three clans had broken through to the eighth level of the quasi-sage, and they were indeed the enemy of our demon clan. But there was no news about Lin Fan. No matter how strong Lin Fan is, he is only one person. How many resources can he have? Three The patriarch of the clan is different. With the quasi-sage eightfold cultivation base, coupled with the resources of the three clans, it is possible to go further at any time. Emperor, please take the overall situation into consideration!"

Hearing what Mo Luochu said, Luo Hu suppressed the idea of ​​seeking revenge on Lin Fan immediately.

He will never forget how he was defeated by Lin Fan's sword.

that humiliation.
Ended his invincible record.

"In that case, let's deal with the three clans first."

Rahu received the small report from Mo Luochu.

"The ancestor of the Phoenix, Fenghuang Wuji, fell. He was killed by a little girl, and the Phoenix clan was also controlled by this little girl. Is there no man in the Phoenix clan? It has to be supported by a little girl. Or is it that the quasi-sage of the Phoenix clan even a little girl Can't beat? I am ashamed to have fought against Phoenix Wuji."

"Dijun, we understand your feelings. We are also ashamed to fight against the Phoenix Clan." Mo Luochu said with a strange expression.

"However, under the leadership of Empress Suzaku, the Phoenix Clan is even more powerful than when Fenghuang Wuji was alive. The quasi-sage of the demon clan has led the army to confront Empress Suzaku several times, and he has killed them all."

The smile on Luo Hu's face froze, and he sneered, "The men of the Phoenix tribe are incompetent. I won't say anything about letting a little girl take over. My army of demons, with so many quasi-sages of the demon tribe, are they just as incompetent as the men of the Phoenix tribe?" , can't even beat a little girl?"

"This...Dijun, it's not a problem to defeat her. The problem is, we can't find a chance to defeat her."

"Don't make excuses for your incompetence. Now that I have left the customs, let's solve the three clans together. After solving the three clans, Honghuang will no longer have a decent resistance force, and then Honghuang will become a demon world. The way of heaven in Honghuang It will become the way of the devil world."

As soon as Luo Hu finished speaking, an ominous thunder sounded from the sky.

When Luo Hu heard the thunder, instead of being afraid, he laughed out loud.

"Look, the sky is scared."

"Emperor, be careful!" Mo Luochu persuaded.

"Good words are hard to persuade, damn it!" Lin Fan flicked his hand in the void, and the picture of Luo Hu laughing was frozen.

Since Luo Hu left the customs, Lin Fan has been observing Luo Hu through the universe mirror.

To be precise, it is not to observe Rahu, but to observe Mara Heaven.

Luo Hu has innate treasures on his body, which cannot be observed directly.

"If you want to demonize the prehistoric world, your ambition is too great, but your strength is too small. No wonder you will kill yourself."

Lin Fan finally understood why the demons were defeated so thoroughly, and why they were wiped out by Taoist Hongjun and the coalition forces of the three races.

Against the sky, luck has long been far away from him, and his fate is ready to come to an end at any time.

There will be no problem with the innate treasure, because the innate treasure will suppress the luck, but once the innate treasure is taken away, the luck will lose the suppression, and it will return to heaven and earth.

A person who loses his luck is not tolerated, even if he drinks saliva, he has to worry about choking to death.

"It's just that it's a pity that I lost a good whetstone."

Lin Fan put away the universe mirror, and the picture disappeared in the void.

In Lin Fan's eyes, Luo Hu was just a sharpening stone from beginning to end.

Lin Fan will only be interested if he is stronger.

"You are not strong enough, grow up quickly. I look forward to the harvest season, and so do you"

In Lin Fan's eyes, many bigwigs in Honghuang are just wheat waiting to be harvested.

When to harvest depends on the growth of wheat.

Many great powers who are wheat have never thought that some people will be arrogant and treat them as wheat, waiting to be harvested.

It would never have occurred to him that this person only had the quasi-sage triple cultivation.

The Mozu moved, and Bingfeng pointed directly at the coalition forces of the three clans again.

The prehistoric wars are on the rise again.

The fighting power of the demons at Resurrection Peak is stronger than before.

The flames of the quasi-sage of the demon race are soaring, and the terrifying energy dyes the sky black, and the demonic energy corrodes the sky. Wherever it passes, darkness pervades and light melts.

Fight again.

The fight between the three clans and the demon army is staged every day in the prehistoric.

Every minute and every second, the coalition forces of the three races fell, and the demons died.

As time passed, gradually, even the Demon Race and the Allied Forces of the Three Races no longer counted the number of their fallen, leaving only the purest hatred.

The hatred of the coalition forces of the three races towards the demon race, and the hatred of the coalition forces of the three races against the demon race.

Both sides have excuses to hate each other.

Resentment, hatred, and death anger, the blood spilled by the powerhouses of various races gathered in a strange place in the wild.

There, it used to be a place where the grievances of three thousand Chaos Demon Gods were silent.

A pure and holy lake, soaked in the blood of strong men from all ethnic groups, the pure and holy lake gradually changed.

The change was so slow that when the great power of the wild and the demons were able to detect it, the place had already turned into a sea of ​​blood.

A sea of ​​blood that has existed since the creation of heaven and earth.

In the sea of ​​blood, the first living being, Patriarch Styx, was born, accompanied by two innate swords, Yuantu and Abi.

The not-yet-born Ancestor Styx held Yuantu and Abi in his hands, and smelled the rich blood and resentment between heaven and earth, and immediately felt that these were food from a sea of ​​blood, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Haha. The number of days depends on my ancestor Styx. Let's kill. The harder the kill, the better. The more people die, the better. I need more blood and more souls."

Countless souls filled with resentment flowed into the sea of ​​blood, and the eyes of Patriarch Styx became more joyful.

The blood of life, the nourishment of the soul, a twelfth-grade chaotic blood lotus was born in the sea of ​​blood, and the ancestor Minghe smiled even more happily.

"I never imagined that the heavens would favor me so much, that Styx would still have an innate treasure."

Suddenly, Patriarch Styx's smile froze.

"Who, who is preventing me from becoming enlightened!"

"The sea of ​​blood is not the place for you to come."

A voice sounded like the sound of heaven and earth.

The endless holy light gathers and appears, dispelling the haze of the sea of ​​blood.

Patriarch Styx only felt that a person broke through the space and appeared in the sea of ​​blood.

The sharp sword energy used to cut through the space seems to make Wan Jian bow his head.

The innate treasures Yuantu and Abi in his hands issued a heavy sword cry, trying to compete with the sword energy that appeared.

"Who are you? Why do you want to prevent me from becoming enlightened?" Shrouded in the holy light, Patriarch Minghe couldn't see who was coming.

Even if he sees it clearly, he may not necessarily know it.

He was born in heaven and earth, and his supernatural powers and memory are natural, and he has no memory of the person who came.

Even if he invaded the sea of ​​consciousness of the soul that fell into the sea of ​​blood and observed it from the first perspective, he couldn't see any memory about the person who came.

It's like the person who came here didn't exist in the prehistoric.

(End of this chapter)