The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 739 Refining
Styx left as he pleased without stopping.

Obviously he was very confident, feeling that the power of the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, coupled with the power of the Netherworld Blood Sea, was enough to firmly suppress Mo Li, making it impossible for him to escape!

Looking at the big black flag standing outside the small world in the endless sea of ​​blood, Li Moli's heart also became solemn.

Indeed, with his previous means, since even the Purple Sun True Fire could not break through the defense of the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, other means, such as the Purple Gold Gourd or the innate Yin and Yang Qi, would undoubtedly be of no avail. This flag.

However, Styx would be too arrogant to think that there was nothing he could do.

Although Xuanyuan's Water Control Flag was powerful, the Chaos Bell in Mo Li's hand was the most precious treasure in the world. How could the gap between the two be even a tiny bit?
This treasure not only has a very strong sonic offensive, but also has unrivaled power in the space.

Even if it is damaged, Wei Yucheng, a young monk who has not even condensed the golden elixir, can teleport and control the power of space. It was even more powerful back then. After the Lich War, several saints tried to fight for it, but they were all broken by it. It opened a space and escaped safely, disappearing into the long river of destiny without making a sound. Not even a saint could imprison it, let alone a mere Xuanyuan water control flag?

As long as Mo Li completely refines it and uses the power of this treasure, it will be enough to leave this world without anyone noticing.

"Junior Brother Mo!"

"Brother Mo!"

……

There were calls from Qingyun Mountain, but Lin Jingyu and others were seen flying out at this time, looking at him with worried faces.

When Patriarch Minghe appeared just now, he did not deliberately avoid it. All the Qingyun disciples heard clearly the conversation between him and Mo Li, and knew that this was a powerful god and demon who came to cause trouble for Mo Li.

It's just that the power of the Minghe Ancestor just now was too great. This group of Qingyun monks, with their shallow Taoism, could not withstand it. Even though they were hiding in the mountain gate and resisted by a large formation, they were still too frightened to move. How could they Come out to help Mo Li?

"Junior Brother Mo, have you ever been injured?"

"Who is that demon?"

Xiao Yicai and Lin Jingyu asked one after another, and all the Qingyun disciples also listened curiously. After all, they had never seen such an evil old demon, and the whole world was frightened by his demonic power!
"He is called the Ancestor of the Styx, and he is one of the most powerful beings in all the worlds of Destiny River. When you become immortals and ascend in the future, you will naturally understand. There is no need to delve into it now."

Li Li casually said that the level of the Ancestor Minghe was too high, and these Qingyun disciples knew too much and it would affect their Taoism. If they could ascend to immortality in the future, they would naturally have the opportunity to understand the true appearance of the heavens and the world.

"As for me, he just wanted to imprison me in this world and did not hurt me. On the contrary, it is Senior Brother Xiao and Junior Brother Lin. In a short time, you may not be able to leave this world."

The combination of the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag and the Netherworld Blood Sea has already firmly blocked the small world of Zhu Xian. Even Daluo Jinxian could not break through this barrier and leave, let alone the two Nascent Souls.

Fortunately, the Yuanying cultivator has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, and they have the immortal method taught by Mo Li to practice, so they are not afraid of death due to exhaustion of longevity.

After Zhuxian Small World cultivated to the peak of Nascent Soul, he could no longer increase his Taoism. However, by the time the two of them had cultivated to that level, Mo Li must have found a way out of the predicament.

"Junior brother, just be fine. This old devil is so powerful. I watched the color of the world change with his movements, and the sea of ​​blood was churning. He almost flooded this world with the sea of ​​blood."

Xiao Yicai was usually a steady-tempered person, but when he mentioned Ancestor Minghe, his heart was shaken and he looked frightened.

Not just him, who among the Qingyun disciples present was not frightened just now?

A person who is at the pinnacle of a quasi-sage is considered to be the most powerful person in the long history of destiny. It is reasonable for them to react this way.

"Senior brother, don't worry, he is here for me and will not do anything to our Qingyun Sect."

Li Qiye comforted him and said, "Everyone, go back. All the sons of the Blood God have been killed. There will be no more trouble. Practice in peace, and this matter will be resolved in a short time."

"Senior Brother Mo, if you need help with anything, you must tell me." Lin Jingyu said.

"Yes, I can't help you much, but I can always help you with some small help." Xiao Yicai agreed.

Seeing the caring and eager look of the two of them, Li Li couldn't help but feel warm in his heart and said with a smile: "I know, I will definitely speak if necessary. Let's all go back."

The two nodded and immediately returned with a group of Qingyun disciples.

Li Qiye, on the other hand, glanced at the sky again, looking at the boundless sea of ​​blood outside the small world and the big black flag, then flew back to the retreat, took out the Chaos Bell again and started refining it.

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The great world of ancient times, the Palace of Wa.

"You mean, Taiyi is still alive in the world?"

A clear, melodious but majestic female voice came from the main seat, and Taoist Lu Ya below could not help but feel shocked.

He said respectfully: "So that the queen will know that I have sensed my uncle's aura, but I don't know whether he is alive or not."

Sitting on the main seat is a beauty in palace attire. She has stunning appearance and noble temperament. There is a hint of cold majesty between her beautiful eyebrows, which makes people dare not look directly at her. She is none other than Saint Nuwa, the master of the Wa Palace.

But at this moment, there was some doubt in the beautiful eyes of this demon saint. It was obvious that the news brought by Taoist Lu Ya troubled her.

"During the Lich War, Zhunti blocked the gate of the Wa Palace, so I had no way to intervene. However, I could see clearly that the Twelve Ancestral Witches used the Twelve Capital Gods to Shame the Grand Formation The summoned Pangu's true body already possesses the power of a saint, and Di Jun and Taiyi have no way of resisting it."

"The two of them used themselves as a trigger to detonate the Heluo Formation and the Chaos Bell one after another, and then they barely managed to destroy Pangu's true body. At that time, their souls were all gone, and there was no chance of survival anymore. The aura you sensed was absolutely incredible. It won’t be Taiyi.”

Hearing Nuwa's determined words, Taoist Lu Ya sighed and said: "I hope my uncle is alive, but if it's not my uncle, it must be the Donghuang Bell. Apart from the Donghuang Bell, I can't think of anything else in this world." It makes me feel my uncle's breath."

That day, Mo Li awakened the remnants of Donghuang Taiyi's soul. Although the movement only occurred in Zhuxian's small world, and even the Ancestor Minghe had not sensed it, Lu Ya was from the Golden Crow clan after all, and was connected by blood, so he felt it secretly. A breath.

However, the distance was too far and the time was too short. He disappeared without a trace before he was located, so we had no choice but to look for Saint Nuwa.

There are only two possibilities for the presence of Donghuang Taiyi's aura. Either he is resurrected, or the Chaos Bell is alive. Either way, it is an extremely important event and will alarm the saint.

"It must be the Donghuang Bell, Lu Ya, have you ever sensed its specific location?!" Saint Nuwa asked solemnly.The matter involved in the Donghuang Bell is really too big. Not only is the power of this heaven-opening treasure rare in the world, it is also enough to suppress the fate of the great religion. If she gets it, she can use it to condense the fate of the demon clan, not to mention subverting it. The protagonist's position in the world of the human race can also allow the demon race to grow again, without becoming the target of the countless gods and demons of the human race who want to fight and kill.

And with the help of this treasure, her strength will be qualitatively improved. At the level of a saint, she has nothing to fear.

"The breath was too weak, and I only just sensed its existence, and then it disappeared without a trace."

Lu Ya shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know the specific world."

"Don't you know either..."

Nuwa frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said: "Go ahead and send more men from the clan to keep an eye on the disciples of Sanqing Buddhism. If there is anyone who wants to leave the ancient world, report it to me immediately. As for the saint, I will You will pay attention."

"If you notice it again, come and repay me immediately."

This is because they are afraid that the other saints will discover the location of the East Emperor Bell first and send their disciples to take action quietly. However, with the demon clan and the demon kings watching, they do not have this worry.

"Yes, ma'am."

Taoist Lu Ya nodded in agreement, and then said with some reluctance: "Mother, uncle, is there really no hope? What I noticed is indeed his aura."

There were not many members of the Golden Crow clan in the prehistoric world. There were only twelve of them, including Emperor Juntaiyi, two innate creatures born on the Sun Star, plus ten of Emperor Jun's children.

Because of the small number of people, they have extremely deep feelings for each other. As Demon Emperors, Emperor Jun and Taiyi took meticulous care of their ten descendants, the Three-legged Golden Crow. Even their cultivation was taught by Taiyi step by step.

After the Lich War broke out, this tenderness disappeared instantly. All the Golden Crows died, except for one Lu Ya, who had to fight to the death to save his life from the other Golden Crow brothers.

Now that Taiyi's aura has appeared, Lu Ya doesn't want to give up if there is a chance to resurrect him, even if the Nuwa Empress personally concludes that Taiyi is dead.

"At that time, I saw with my own eyes that Taiyi did not exist in the world. However, there are no absolutes in the world, and I am not sure whether Taiyi has any backup plans. If he is really resurrected, I will try my best to help him. Just don't worry." Nuwa Empress promised.

A saint is not always willing to take action in everything. If he does, he will break the rules.

In this case, a quasi-sage strongman, especially a quasi-sage peak master, can play a big role.

And Donghuang Taiyi is a nearly invincible existence in the quasi-sage realm.The unparalleled and overbearing Purple Sun True Fire can even be defeated by demon master Kunpeng and other great supernatural powers. Such a helper is a great help to the declining demon clan, but if there is a chance, Naturally, Empress Nuwa would not give up on resurrection.

However, this possibility is too low. You must know that although Taiyi is a strong man and once proud of the world, it was a saint who plotted against them in the first place, and there was more than one saint!
How could a mere quasi-sage escape the saint’s plan?
Nuwa herself had no hope, but Taoist Lu Ya's position in the demon clan was extremely important, and she could not make him cold-hearted, so she could only give him a promise.

Lu Ya said gratefully: "Thank you very much, Madam, but if there is any news, I will report it immediately."

……

Years go by, a hundred years in the blink of an eye.

A hundred years are enough time for many, many things to happen. For example, the sea of ​​​​blood controlled by the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag finally dragged the small world of Zhu Xian across the endless void barrier and arrived in the prehistoric world; another example is that Mo Li refined the Chaos Bell The seventy-seven or eighty-eight transformations are enough to exert some of its power.

"The Chaos Bell is indeed a treasure that opens the sky, with such a strong ability to control space..."

In a secret room in Qingyun Mountain, Mo Li opened his eyes, a burst of light burst out, and then disappeared without a trace.

A small palm-sized bronze bell in front of him floated uncertainly, blooming with bursts of light green brilliance. It seemed to be between the heaven and the earth, but there was a faint tendency to drift outside.

It took him a hundred years to refine the Chaos Bell. Except for the deepest Purple Sun True Fire, which was so powerful that it was temporarily unable to control the area, the other places were completely controlled by Mo Li.

At this moment, the Netherworld Blood Sea, which the outside world had frozen by the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, was no longer a natural chasm. Mo Li had a feeling that as long as he wanted to, he could cross out of the Netherworld Blood Sea and re-enter the river of destiny at any time.

"Then... give it a try!"

With a thought in his mind, as the magic formula in his hand changed, the magic power poured into the chaos clock. Waves of light cyan light spread out, creating ripples in the space. The next moment, the figures of Xiao Zhong and Mo Li disappeared without a trace, making no sound. Wuxi appeared in the Nether Sea of ​​Blood.

The black water surged, the blood waves rolled, and the two strange forces filled every inch of the void, freezing all the space, but they couldn't touch Mo Li at all.

Just like Li Qiye and Chaos Bell are just phantoms, they do not exist in this world.

"You really can't notice it?"

A smile flashed across the corner of Mo Li's mouth, and as his thoughts moved again, the Chaos Bell's brilliance flowed, disappearing again with Mo Li, and appeared on the river of destiny.

In the distance, the vast prehistoric world is like a giant embankment, cutting off the entire river of destiny. Countless worlds rush into it and become its nutrients.

The Xuanyuan Water Control Flag and the Netherworld Blood Sea are slowly rushing into the prehistoric world with Zhuxian World. With their protection, this small world was not damaged at all when it passed through the world wall.

"If so, Ancestor Styx worked so hard to drag this part of the blood sea to the Netherworld Blood Sea. I don't know what his expression was when he found that the world in it was gone."

Li Qiye thought of what Patriarch Styx would look like when the time came, and the smile on his lips became even thicker.

With the Chaos Bell in hand, not only could he leave by himself, but even this small world could be dragged out of the sea of ​​blood unharmed.

However, just in case, you still need to find a helper before that.

Mo Li flicked his fingers, and a red-gold divine light suddenly penetrated the clouds and mist, rushed into the prehistoric world, and headed straight towards the heaven.

Watching the divine light disappear without a trace, Li Li said to himself: "Then, disappear."

hum!
The green light of the Chaos Bell flourished and instantly covered the entire blood sea. In just a moment, the Zhuxian small world inside broke through the blood sea blockade and appeared in the outside world.

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(End of this chapter)