The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Taoist Blood Mosquito blew himself up on the spot.

Even if the five giants of Styx and Nether had been prepared, they were made a little ashamed.

Most of the blood sea was evaporated, and the nether portal was almost pierced.

The ghost gate manifests the world.

The guardian Shen Tu Yulei was terrified.

"It has nothing to do with you, step back."

Emperor Fengdu walked out of the void calmly, and waved his hand to push the two back.

"Follow the order!"

The two gods respectfully leave.

"Cough cough cough~~, this demon god is too cunning. He even played tricks by self-destructing. Part of his mind and soul split and escaped, and Pindao only caught a little bit."

Ghost Ancestor put away the dimly lit Ten Thousand Ghost Banner with a painful expression on his face.

This is a big loss, and I don't know when it will be repaired.

He turned his head to look at Emperor Yan, who was empty-handed, and said with admiration: "Fellow Daoist, you are really willing to protect the sea of ​​blood in order to resist most of the remaining power, and even the divine cauldron is destroyed!"

"The left and right are nothing more than a cauldron for refining medicine. It's good to be able to take it down."

Emperor Yan didn't seem to care, but he was very open-minded.

"The highest merit is pride!"

Ghost Ancestor's envy is beyond words.

What he thought was that, as a humane earth emperor, Yandi of the human race, Shennong could not be unable to forge another medicinal cauldron by virtue of his own merits.

Emperor Yan smiled: "Fellow Daoist, I am thinking too badly. My medicine cauldron looks pretty good, but it is actually a consumable product made by virtue. It is as powerful as the top-grade Lingbao, but it can only be used once."

Zhen Yuanzi's right sleeve robe kept bulging, bursts of immortal light overflowed, and a thunderous hum could be faintly heard.

"Pindao caught a big one, but he doesn't stop!"

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly, and suddenly sneered.

"Is it okay to think that the universe in my sleeve is so easy to break?"

He pinched seals with his left hand and recited a mantra in his mouth: "Anger moves the heavens and the earth, the sun and the moon lose their light. Qi swallows the five mountains and destroys the four directions. Those who obey my mantra will come and surrender quickly. Those who disobey my mantra will perish in an instant..."

"The dark space, reflecting the void. Disasters come to this place, bad luck. The sky is strong, and the five cripples are stunned. His soul perishes, his soul collapses..."

"Thousands of evils, catastrophes. Five qi disappear, three flowers bloom..."

As the ultimate sorcerer of the prehistoric world and a master of incantations, when Zhen Yuanzi cast the three thousand killing curse, Ghost Ancestor felt a chill down his spine.

"Hey~, Daoist Brother Zhenyuan, Daoist Brother Zhenyuan!"

"Receive magical powers!"

"I'm afraid you haven't finished reciting the three thousand killing curses, you will curse all the ones in our hands to death!"

Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi was really angry, Guizu and Yandi hurriedly dissuaded him.

"Don't worry, the poor have a sense of proportion!"

Zhen Yuanzi looked worried.

As the curses continued, Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve robe finally returned to normal.

He nodded in satisfaction, and said: "Pindao still has a great supernatural power here, called the Seven Arrows with Nailheads, so there is no time for the poor to prepare, otherwise I will wait for five people to perform this curse technique together, how can it be used?" It's such a hassle!"

Between Zhen Yuanzi's words, he is very confident in his secret knowledge!
Emperor Fengdu's expression changed, and his gaze towards Zhen Yuanzi became strange.

"Could it be that Xiao Liu's fame and stunts were learned from Zhen Yuanzi?"

With the friendship between the deity and Zhen Yuanzi, it is not impossible for Lu Ya to learn if he really wants to.

"Anyway, you have to learn both left and right, so why not put it on the agenda?"

Emperor Fengdu was very happy to help his old friend find a disciple to inherit his unique skills.

On the other side, a female fairy walked out of the dreamlike world calmly.

You Meng turned over her hand, and in the big bowl that was originally empty, there was an extra serving of black and red and weird soup.

She seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on her face.

"There is one more raw material. I don't know what effect the soup made from Hunyuan soul will have?"

You Meng glanced over the surrounding people one by one, as if planning to find someone to try the soup.

Emperor Fengdu and the others twitched their mouths and silently took a step back.

Then they said in unison: "We think that Fellow Daoist Styx is very suitable!"

Anyway, the people of Styx are special.

In the past, because he wanted to "avoid the pit", he took the initiative to jump into the "big pit" of Youmeng to fight disasters, and he had been a "soup master" at Youmeng for a long time!
Therefore, the "four beauties of the underworld" had no pressure in their hearts to sell the culprit.

"Oh right, where is Fellow Daoist Styx?"

Emperor Yan looked around, only to realize that Styx had not been seen for a long time.

"Could it have been bombed to death?"

Ghost Ancestor clicked twice.

"Probably!"

Zhen Yuanzi said seriously: "Just now Taoist Blood Mosquito mainly targeted Fellow Daoist Minghe, and I vaguely saw that fellow Daoist Minghe's killing swords were blown away."

Emperor Yan lowered his head and thought for a while, "When you say that, I seem to have seen Fellow Daoist Minghe blown to pieces."

"It doesn't seem like it! I caught this just now."

As soon as Emperor Fengdu raised his hand, a plantain fan with dim celestial light suddenly appeared.

"Let him have nothing to brag about the sea of ​​blood, not to dry the Styx and not to die, now it's all right, let others control you if you die yourself!"

You Meng said regretfully: "Now the ancestor will lose a boy who tastes the soup~~"

Without the "Soup Master", soup making in the future will be dull!

While joking, Emperor Yan and others searched carefully for a while, but they really didn't find any trace of Styx.

"Really dead?"

Ghost Ancestor's face changed, his expression was serious.

"That's not so."

Emperor Fengdu shook his head: "Fellow Daoist Minghe is the master of Shura, and he has left traces in the six realms of reincarnation. Even if the sea of ​​blood is really dry, as long as reincarnation is still there, he will not die!"

"Besides, isn't Xuehai doing nothing?"

As the most unlucky person in the wild, Styx's life-saving ability is absolutely top-notch.

Not to mention that the sea of ​​blood is boundless, but the word "exhausted" is a false proposition.

The sea of ​​blood is a special place for the prehistoric world to accommodate filth, and it is a shelter for prehistoric negative energy.

How could such places be completely dry?
Unless the world is destroyed.

Feng Du's eyes looked into the depths of the sea of ​​blood, where there was a half-damaged placenta.

He raised his hand to take a picture, with a smile on his face.

"Friend Daoist, you have lost a lot this time, how about I send you into reincarnation and rebirth?"

"I think I can still save it~~"

A faint ray of light flashed, and the figure of Styx appeared unsteadily.

His condition was obviously not very good, and his breath was very unstable.

Hunyuan-level targeting is really not easy to hide!

And the placenta in Fengdu's hand was completely darkened, and its essence was almost drained.

Shaking his head, Emperor Fengdu returned the plantain fan and placenta to Styx.

"Thank you, my lord."

Styx put it away with a painful expression on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Styx, you can grow up in the future."

Zhen Yuanzi sighed, and took out five ginseng fruits from his sleeve.

Ming He was not polite to Zhen Yuanzi either.

After swallowing five ginseng fruits, his condition improved a lot.

"Actually, to tell you the truth, my experiment is not fruitless."

Styx, who had just stabilized, suddenly began to panic.

Ghost Ancestor curled his lips: "Apart from your virtuous brother, what else can you gain? Oh, by the way, he's not dead yet!"

"This is not dead?!"

Styx who was interrupted was stunned.

Emperor Yan said: "He is also a Hunyuan anyway, dare to cross the border, and your god assists, how can it be so easy to die, and lose a body and spirit, that's all. We intercepted some, and the rest escaped."

"And with the entanglement between the two of you, Taoist Blood Mosquito will definitely stare at you, fellow Taoist, be careful in the future."

Emperor Yan warned solemnly.

Taking the initiative to provoke the Hunyuan God and Demon, the hole Styx dug for himself this time is not insignificant!

For the "honor" of the number one declining god in the wild, he may have won three consecutive kalpas or even longer!

"Also, your virtuous brother attaches great importance to your elder brother. He has already told other demon gods about you 'digging a hole' for him. In the future, you will probably be targeted by a group of demon gods when the two worlds start fighting!"

Thinking of this, Emperor Yan felt a little gloating.

"Ah~~, what is this called!"

When he thought of the "bright" future that he was about to have, Styx became distraught.

However, after all, it is an existence that has survived the "ten thousand pits" and has survived to this day with countless causes and effects.

It can be said that Styx's heart is not weak, and he quickly put these troubles behind him.

Instead, he enthusiastically began to share his gains with everyone.

"Leave that aside, I have some good news to tell you."

"Really rewarding?" Gui Zu was greatly surprised.

"That's natural! Can the poor man still lie to you?"

"Although Pindao got into big trouble, thanks to the help of fellow Taoists, Pindao forced Taoist Blood Mosquito to blew himself up, indirectly beheading the body and spirit of Hunyuan Demon God, so that my Dao has improved again!"

"As long as I can recover, I will definitely be able to take another solid step towards the other side of the Tao!"

After Ming He finished speaking, he tilted his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled slantingly at the corners of his mouth, folded his hands on his chest, and looked triumphant.

"What do you say?"

The Four Shows of the Underworld and You Meng stared at Styx with wide-eyed eyes.

After such a catastrophe, can you make great progress?
"What's all the fuss about."

Styx smiled brightly, and continued to tremble, "Fellow Taoists, you should know that I, Styx, cultivate the Dao of Killing, and the teachings of my Ashura Sect are based on killing to prove the Dao!"

"Killing heaven and earth to kill all living beings. Now that I have killed a Hunyuan-level existence, I almost died. My state of mind is already complete, and the road ahead is no longer confused. What's the surprise if I go further?"

Kill the way, kill the way, prove the way by killing!

The road to Styx is actually very difficult.

They have deduced that if Styx does not cut Hunyuan, it is difficult to prove Hunyuan.

It is true that a Hunyuan Form God has died now, but does this count?

Fengdu and the others fell into deep thought.

From the point of view of the cause, Styx's creation of gods led to the crossing of demon gods.

Judging from the process, Styx Huitong himself and others besieged the opponent.

Judging from the results, Hunyuan's form and spirit were shattered but Styx was not dead.

In addition, Taoist Blood Mosquito is also sure that Styx is behind the scenes, and he will kill Styx even if he blew himself up.

From this, we can get the "truth" of the whole incident: Styx killed the demon god in order to prove the way.
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It seems to work!

Everyone stared blankly at Styx in front of them.

They seemed to suddenly understand why this Lord of the Dao of Killing, who didn't look like a "God of Killing", had this title!

Because no matter how unlucky Styx was, and how many "big pits" he stepped on, in the end, those who tried to trap him to death were all dead!
And he was alive and well.

Looking at it this way, everything seems to make sense.

Styx is a bad boy who often steps into pitfalls, but he chooses to cultivate the way of killing.

Every time after stepping on the pit, you will get into big trouble, and then either complete the counter-kill, or complete the counter-kill indirectly.

If you really can't kill, you will die, and as long as you don't die in the end, you can continue to complete the anti-kill!

As long as he can get out of the big pit and kill the person who dug the pit, his killing method can improve.

Therefore, Styx spent his whole life happily dying.

Is he making reasonable use of his degenerate attributes?
Yandi, Zhenyuan, Guizu, Feng and Youmeng all consciously understood the essence of Styx, and they all sighed with emotion.

"So you are such a Styx!"

"We all misunderstood you."

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, please keep your hobbies and continue to strive for the Dao!"

"The Underworld will always be your strongest backing!"

Styx:? ? ?
He said weakly: "You guys, what's the matter with you? Why are you saying this all of a sudden? It's so frightening"

"Fellow Daoists don't need to say too much, everything is for Dao, we understand!"

"Come, come, we still have some holy medicines for healing and good nourishing products. Let them be used for you to recover as soon as possible."

Emperor Yan and others took out pills, rare treasures, spiritual fruits and so on.

Styx took it over with a dazed expression, feeling extremely flustered.

"Huh? No, you guys"

"When it comes to healing, the best thing I can do is my soup."

You Meng stretched out her green fingers and drew a circle in the void.

"Seeing how pitiful you are, I will allow you a bowl."

A bowl of pitch-black soup that was still bubbling fell into Styx's hands.

It's hard to drink at first glance!
Styx is not sure about the others, but there is a consensus in the underworld: the soup of Patriarch Youmeng must never be drunk.

Styx shuddered.

The disordered breath in his body was frightened and stabilized for the most part.

He politely refused: "Thank you for your kindness, ancestor, I feel much better!"

Don't drink my soup?
You Meng is not happy about this.

Her eyes narrowed, with a dangerous gleam.

"I treat you with sincerity and treat you to drink soup, but you want to refuse."

"Could it be that you have a problem with me?"

Ming He hastily said, "I have absolutely no such intention."

You Meng interrupted him with a sneer, and continued: "If you have an opinion on me, you want to destroy the unity within the underworld."

"Destroying the unity of the underworld is the public enemy of the entire Netherworld!"

"And the public enemy of the nether world is not tolerated by the tunnel!"

"Those who are not tolerated by the earth will be punished by heaven! There will be no place for you in the whole prehistoric world!"

"This soup, whether you want to drink it or not, you should weigh it carefully."

Styx listened numbly, but now he only felt his head buzzing.

who am I? where am I?
Aren't we talking about soup?

Why did I become "intolerable" in an instant?

"Have you figured it out?" You Meng's words tortured Styx's heart.

Minghe had no choice but to slump his heart, close his eyes, and looked up to drink this bowl of black soup.

After eating a bowl of soup, I feel refreshed.

He was pleasantly surprised: "It's not bad, the ancestor's soup really has. Uh uh uh. Poison!"

Feng Du and the others watched as Ming He clutched his neck with a distorted expression, his whole body twitched for a while, and then fell straight into the void in a daze.

"Oh!"

The Styx crashed into the sea of ​​blood, splashing millions of feet.

The entire sea of ​​blood turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, it was mostly dark!

Countless souls and remnants frantically ran towards the edge of the sea of ​​blood out of instinct.

A large, empty black bowl swirled in the void.

You Meng was obviously stunned.

When she came back to her senses, she put away the Lingbao with a guilty conscience, and looked at the bottom of the bowl.

Just listen to her muttering to herself.

"Is it really that bad to drink?"

The fourth show of the underworld remained silent.

A bowl of soup is extremely powerful. Is this a question of whether it is bad or not?
This is death!
Fengdu and the others mourned silently in their hearts.

Poor Fellow Daoist Styx~~
It turns out that your real disaster is waiting here!
The "Four Shows" of the underworld realized again.

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Through train: [monthly ticket] [recommended ticket]

It's the end of the month!Junjun has a ticket rescue plan.

Every expiring ticket deserves to be saved!
Can Ke Nana's friends save Piao Piao with Jun Ting?

Please everyone! (^^*)(end of this chapter)