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Chapter 323 Styx Xuanzang, you teach me how to do things?

"Brother Xuan, save me!"

When Yuantu Abi's killing sword intent was about to tear An Lan apart, An Lan finally called out that person's name!
Having lived for a million years, An Lan has never been so close to death.

so horrible!

This Patriarch Styx is simply a monster and cannot be resisted at all.

With all his combat strength, it is difficult to survive even one move.

An Lan felt that even if he met the Immortal Emperor Zhun, he could do two tricks so as not to be killed instantly.

But facing this Patriarch Styx, there was really no chance of surviving.

Yuanbi Atu, kills people without cause and effect, kills all beings.

Even saints are afraid of three points, let alone him as an immortal king.

A monstrous sea of ​​blood, blood-stained sky!

Countless gods and demons roared, and they stretched out their arms, as if they wanted to drag An Lan into the bottomless abyss.

An Lan was in complete despair. His armor of the Immortal King was shattered and the emperor's soldiers were broken. He vomited blood profusely, but he still couldn't stop Ling Chi!
At the last second, when Yuanbi Atu was about to smash An Lan's Yuanshen!

A golden light broke through the mist of the sea of ​​blood, and a punch knocked back the sea of ​​blood by half a foot!
That Yuantu Abi sword was blown away and retreated!

In the sky, Xuanzang stood in front of An Lan with a serious face.

At that moment, An Lan raised his head slightly. Xuanzang, who was bathed in the holy light, made him feel so safe.

"Brother Xuan." An Lan couldn't help saying.

But immediately his face changed drastically, because Xuanzang's palm was bleeding.

Yuanbi Atu is the ultimate treasure for killing and cutting, with boundless murderous aura, if a sage slashed at him, how could Xuanzang's pair of iron fists hold it back? Naturally, his skin was broken.

"Da Luo?"

"No, half-step Da Luo? How could such a character appear in this world?"

Patriarch Minghe's handsome face showed a hint of surprise, and Yuantu's nose was suspended in the air, but it was like a knife on everyone's neck, and no one dared to move.

Afterwards, Minghe looked at Xuanzang, but saw Xuanzang's true face, a flash of shock disappeared, and said:
"Why are you here?"

"No, shouldn't it be?"

Ming He suddenly muttered, pinched a few formulas with bloody hands, seemed to be deducing, as if he understood something.

"I hate Buddhists the most." Minghe said suddenly.

Xuanzang looked very serious, what should he do now?
It is definitely impossible to fight, but this matter has to be resolved.

"Fellow Daoist, give me some face, let's forget about it." Xuanzang said slowly.

Hearing this, Minghe's face was gloomy, a little uncertain, and said:
"Fellow Daoist, hahaha. That's right, if it's someone else, I won't give face."

"If it's you, I'll give it to you, it's considered repaying the past karma."

"What do you mean?" Xuanzang asked immediately, realizing that there was something in Styx's words.

"What do you mean, you will understand in the future." Styx said.

"Why not in the future, but not in the present?" Xuanzang said.

"Why, teach the ancestor how to do things again." Ming He's face darkened, staring at Xuan Zang with a sad look.

Xuanzang felt his scalp go numb, and immediately said:
"Don't dare, dare not. Just be happy!"

"But I have a question? Could it be that you, the ancestor, created this world?"

"It was created by me. There are tens of millions of blood in such a world, which is inexhaustible." Said the ancestor Minghe.

"The saint in there? Why did you create this kind of world?" Xuanzang continued to ask.

Styx was not impatient, and said:
"This kind of world runs on its own according to the number of days and certain trajectories set by my ancestor. As for the saints, they are all fake. I just want to see the different trajectories of the development of the same creature."

Xuanzang was silent, with a thoughtful look on his face.Intuition told him that things were not that simple.

Patriarch Styx stared at Xuanzang, and there were many and complicated emotions in his gaze.

Anyway, Xuanzang was uncomfortable being stared at!

Since Patriarch Minghe didn't want to talk about the cause and effect, he didn't ask either.

The more you know, the more you are asking for trouble.

"Old Ancestor, since you set the number of days, can you change it a little bit?" Xuanzang asked.

"Xuanzang, your request is a bit too much. The person who let you go just now has already paid back the karma. Now you have to modify the number of days, which is another price." Said the ancestor Minghe.

"..." Xuanzang.

"As long as you agree to one condition of this seat, not to mention changing the number of days in this world, it is fine to give this world to you so that you can become the Dao of Heaven here." Styx said.

"What are the conditions? I won't do anything that violates my conscience." Xuanzang said.

"How little do you do without the bottom line?" Styx subconsciously complained.

"?" Xuanzang asked.

"You can answer or not." Styx said directly.

"Okay, now you can talk about the conditions." Xuanzang nodded.

"Old Ancestor, I haven't figured it out yet. Besides, what can you do for my Ancestor now? When you meet my Ancestor in the future, you will know."

Minghe said, with a wave of his hand, a kind of mighty power changed the number of days invisibly, and Nezha's fate changed accordingly.

"Old Ancestor, I probably won't come to this world again, it's out of control, let it develop and change at will."

Styx smiled evilly, his figure gradually disappeared into time and space, and no trace was found.

As for the world where the saint fought, it was devastated, but it was restored in an instant, and even the dead were resurrected.

The red mist all over the sky disappeared, and with Styx's departure, there was nothing left of the murderous aura.

Three beams of light reappeared, but they were the original Sanqing saints.

"Meet the seniors."

Yuanshi Tianzun, Taishang, and the leader of Tongtian religion bowed down to Xuanzang together.

"? No courtesy, no courtesy, too polite." Xuanzang said.

Obviously, this is also one of Styx's means. The Sanqing in this world was created by Styx, and the number of days was modified because of Xuanzang, so Xuanzang's status naturally surpassed Sanqing.

Only then did Sanqing straighten his back. They were not unconscious, they also had their own thoughts.

"The matter of Nezha is over, you can continue with the matter of conferring gods, don't worry about me." Xuanzang said.

"Thank you senior for your understanding." Yuanshi Tianzun said.

"Okay, you guys go back." Xuanzang waved his hand.

Hearing this, Sanqing returned to Kunlun Mountain.

But at this time, everything came to an end.

An Lan took a deep breath, and then lay down on the clouds, looking like a survivor.

Li Jing and his wife rushed over and quickly knelt down:
"Thank you, the holy monk, for your kindness, Li Jing will never forget it."

"Holy Monk, accept my worship." Mrs. Li wept with joy.

Xuanzang raised his hand, and an invisible mana supported the two of them, saying:
"You are Welcome."

"It's a blessing for Nezha to meet a real person like you," Mrs. Li said.

"Thank you Brother Xuanzang." Nezha bowed to Xuanzang earnestly.

"You're welcome, the number of days has been changed, Nezha, don't worry about it in the future," Xuanzang said.

"But having said that, Xuanzang, you agreed to Styx with one condition. I think that Styx is handsome and evil, with yang leaking sideways, and looks extraordinary. He shouldn't covet you..." Wang Wu said, The language is not amazing and endless.

"Probably not, Wang Jianxian, don't talk nonsense." Ye Fan said.

"Haha, such existence, if you really have unreasonable thoughts about Xuanzang, Xuanzang can't stop it." Morgana laughed.

An Lan also stood up from the clouds, wearing a tattered divine armor, and said seriously:
"Brother Xuan, you are so loyal! From now on, you will be my own brother."

"roll roll roll."

Hearing this, Xuanzang slapped An Lan away angrily.

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